His death was too fast, maybe even in the end, Qiu Heng didn't know how he died.
However, this had nothing to do with Ye Chen, he was only responsible for killing people.
With a great sword hanging on his waist and an iron spear in his hand, Ye Chen lightly touched the ground and flew up to the top of a tree like a wisp of smoke. Then he flashed and disappeared.
Squeak ….
Once Ye Chen left, countless bugs crawled out of the swamp and devoured Qiu Heng's body and head, not even his bones were left.
…
Not only was there a massacre happening in the swamp where Ye Chen was, but there were also massacres happening in other places.
In the middle of a mountain range.
The smell of blood was everywhere.
"Run! It's' One Bloodless Blade ', Mo Wuxue!"
"What?! It's Mo Wuxue!"
"We're dead! We're all dead!"
Outside the simple and magnificent cave, six to seven sect disciples were wailing like ghosts and howling like wolves as they flew out. Some of them were even using incomplete cultivation methods just to increase their speed a little. There were also some people who were carrying explosive pellets with them to save their lives and threw them behind them.
"Since you're already here, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
Mo Wuxue, who was wearing a blood-red robe with golden edges, walked out of the cave. He laughed evilly, holding the blood-red thin blade in his hand, he swung it sideways.
There was no obvious blade light or blade Qi, only an arc-shaped line of blood. Silently, the heads of those people who were running away were cut off. There was no blood coming out of the wounds, it was as if the heads were sealed inside their bodies by an invisible force, it was extremely strange.
One Bloodless Blade, killing people without spilling blood. This was the power of the head disciple of the Evil Blood Martial School, the 54th ranked disciple of the last Hidden Dragon Rank.
At the same time, in another place.
Beside the lake.
Yuanheng Ying glanced at the people who wanted to run but didn't dare to, and said cruelly, "Apart from the Sky Eagle Castle's disciples, anyone who runs into me, Yuanheng Ying, has only one choice: death."
Hearing this, these people's faces turned pale. They had found a Fish Dragon Plant that was worth seventy thousand gold by the side of the lake. When they were fighting against each other, they had actually attracted the attention of the most bloodthirsty Yuanheng Ying. Yuanheng Ying was known as the "Killer Eagle", he had never left anyone alive. In terms of notoriety, he was even more notorious than Mo Wuxue. At least, Mo Wuxue killed for the sake of killing. As long as they didn't provoke him, they would have a high chance of surviving. However, Yuanheng Ying was unpredictable. He would kill people when he was in a good mood, he would kill people when he was in a bad mood, he would kill people when he was in a good mood. Even if he was in a good mood, he would still kill people when he was in a good mood.
Clearly, the current Killer Eagle was normal, which meant that he could kill people.
"However, I've changed my mind. I'll give you the time of three breaths. Whoever can escape from my attack will be spared." Yuanheng Ying really liked this kind of atmosphere. He was in control of other people's life and death. If he wanted them to live, he would live. If he wanted them to die, he would die. He had done this many times before.
"Three breaths, escape from my attack!"
Everyone's eyes brightened. Most of them were at the peak of the Late Condensing Reality Realm. It was not a problem for them to fly a hundred meters in one breath. Some of the faster ones could even reach two hundred meters. If they ran as fast as they could in three breaths, they might be able to survive from Yuanheng Ying.
"What? Why are you still not running? Maybe I will change my mind soon! "
Yuanheng Ying licked his lips, a hideous look flashed through his eyes.
"Run!"
Under the pressure of death, everyone pushed their Zhen Qi to its limit. They flew out at a speed that was way faster than before, scattering in all directions.
Within one breath, the slowest person was already a hundred meters away.
Within two breaths, the slowest person was already two hundred and fifty meters away.
Within three breaths, the fastest person was already one mile away.
"Eagle Soul Splitting!"
Yuanheng Ying yelled. He put both of his hands in front of his chest and pushed them out.
Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!
Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!
…
The dark cyan Zhen Qi condensed into numerous huge Zhen Qi eagles. With Yuanheng Ying as the starting point, they spread out in all directions like lightning.
"Ah!"
A scream was heard. The slowest martial disciple's head was ripped apart by the claws of a huge Zhen Qi eagle. His body slid out for ten meters, and he was no longer breathing.
Then the second martial disciple, the third, the fourth …
Only one person was left, and he had already run for almost one thousand meters.
"Not bad, you managed to run that far. But it is not that easy to escape from one attack. Eagle Combination, Eagle Sky Attack!"
All of the Zhen Qi eagles combined into one, forming a super huge eagle. The super huge eagle flapped its wings, and two dark cyan Qi blades flew out.
Right then, that martial disciple seemed to feel death approaching. He took out a dark red iron bomb from his pocket. It was called the Red Light Fire Bomb, which was as famous as the Silver Light Thunderbolt Bomb. It could kill a peak-level Early Clasping Yuan Realm warrior. But of course, he did not dare to attack Yuanheng Ying. Instead, he threw the bomb towards the Qi blades behind him, and yelled, "Explode!"
Boom!
A bright red light exploded, and the two Qi blades were shattered immediately.
"I dodged one attack!"
His face was filled with excitement, and his mind and body suddenly relaxed.
Swoosh!
All of a sudden …
Another Qi blade flew out, and cut off his head.
"You …"
This martial disciple died with his eyes wide open.
Yuanheng Ying lightly landed in front of the martial disciple, and said casually, "I told you, anyone who runs into me, Yuanheng Ying, can only die. I will not make an exception. Three breaths was just a joke, don't take it seriously."
Waving his hand, three Red Light Fire Bombs flew out of the martial disciple's pocket and landed in Yuanheng Ying's hand. He sneered, and flashed out.
…
The swamp area was extremely dangerous, and sometimes, it was not a good thing to be too fast.
Just now, Ye Chen had suffered a great loss, and had to slow down his speed to about sixty to seventy percent, saving some energy for himself.
Piercing through a demonic bird that had sneakily attacked from the sky, Ye Chen stood on top of a huge tree. Looking into the distance, there was nothing in front of him, and nothing in front of him.
"Is this the end?" Ye Chen frowned.
Without any hesitation, he moved his body forward, and moved as light as a swallow.
This place was a dark cliff, and inside the cliff was a swamp area. Outside the cliff, there was nothing but nothingness, as if it was blocked by a great barrier that no one could see through.
Thinking about what the leader Luo Xinglie had said before, the Heavenly Dream Ancient Region was extremely mysterious, and that the entrance of the treasury could be in the mountains, under the water, or even just by jumping down, Ye Chen hesitated for a second, then jumped down from the cliff.
He had learned the [Crane Shadow Steps] art, which allowed him to fly for a long distance. If anything happened, he could come back anytime he wanted. But if he didn't try, there was no other way to go, and the only way left was to turn back, which would undoubtedly waste a lot of time and energy.
In the Heavenly Dream Ancient Region, time was money.
After falling for about five hundred meters, Ye Chen felt that the bottom of the cliff was still immeasurably deep. Clouds were rolling in the air, and he suddenly wanted to go back.
But right at this moment …
The space underneath vibrated intensely, and formed into a ten meters wide whirlpool, sucking Ye Chen in.
Pop!
Ye Chen let out a sigh of relief as his feet landed on the ground.
Just like what the leader had said, the entrance of the treasury was everywhere. It all depended on whether you had the guts or not. If he didn't jump down just now, he would have lost a great opportunity.
Letting out a deep breath, Ye Chen finally had the mood to observe the surroundings.
Looking around, he found that his surroundings were very dark. He was in a stone corridor. On the walls on both sides of the corridor, there was a small protruding stone platform every hundred meters. In the center of the small stone platform, there were candles as thick as a child's arm. The faint light from the candles flickered brightly and dimly.
Thanks to the sword intent, Ye Chen wasn't scared by the dark environment. He started walking deeper into the corridor.
After walking for a few hundred meters, a side road appeared on the right side of the corridor, and he could vaguely hear people talking.
"Looks like I'm not the only one here!"
Ye Chen thought for a while, then quietly walked into the side road.
At the end of the side road, there was a luxurious, ancient hall. The crystal lamp on the ceiling of the hall never went out, emitting a soft and bright light, which brought a sense of security to the dark environment. Ye Chen looked down. There were three doors on the side of the hall, and each door was carved with different things. Right now, a group of disciples were fighting each other, trying to get into the hall first.
"My head disciple is Xue Hen, ranked fifty-seventh in the Hidden Dragon Rank. Anyone who offends us, the Invisible Martial School, will die. Get the hell out of here!"
"Huh, I am a disciple of the White Deer Cave, and my head disciple is Lu Zhao. The rest of you, get out of here!"
"In the Heavenly Dream Ancient Region, life and death are all up to fate. If I kill you, who will know who killed you? Don't be stupid, die!"
Sounds of Qi explosions came one after another, even the crystal lamp on the ceiling of the hall started shaking, as if it was going to fall off at any second.
Ye Chen was planning to sit on top of the mountain and watch the tigers fight, but he suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind him. They were not far away from here. If it was a normal martial disciple, he wouldn't care, he could just kill them. But this person's footsteps seemed to contain some kind of magical power. Each step seemed to contain a mountain-like power, but it gave off an oppressive feeling as if a storm was coming.
Early Clasping Yuan Realm warrior!
With this thought flashing across his mind, Ye Chen stepped out of the side road and came into the hall.
Shoo!
The fight paused for a second, and everyone's attention was on Ye Chen.
Seeing the cloud patterns on Ye Chen's sleeves, a lot of people grinned viciously.
"Windy Nation's Sky Cloud Martial School, a disciple from a rank 9 martial institution, how dare he come here. He really doesn't know how to spell the word 'death'."
"I have never killed a disciple from the Sky Cloud Martial School, but I have killed a disciple from the North Snow Martial Academy. It was so easy, I wonder how these people train themselves."
"Let's kill him first!"
"That's right!"
These people had been fighting for a long time, but couldn't find a winner in a short time. Seeing Ye Chen show up, they immediately walked towards him with evil intentions, as if they were looking at a dead man.
Ye Chen sneered, 'A bunch of reckless people. If it weren't for the fact that there was someone in the side road, I would have killed them already. Now, I should just wait and see.'
"Die!"
Before these people could attack first, a huge Zhen Qi fist suddenly swooshed out from the side road. The Zhen Qi fist was extremely condensed, it was as huge as a mountain, piercing through the entire hall at an amazing speed.
Bang, bang, bang, bang …
Almost half of the people were killed by the power of the fist, their bodies were sent flying in the air. The Zhen Qi fist's power didn't fade away, it even broke a thick pillar in the hall.
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