The sky was gray, and the fog was like silk. Dawn was breaking in the east, and the sun was slowly rising. Some orange-yellow light was spreading from the dark sky, and it was getting thicker and thicker.
Ye Hai, who was meditating in the forest, opened his eyes, and the expression on his wrinkled face shifted slightly.
"Is that Sword Leader Lin?" Ye Hai stood up slowly. He did not need to turn around to know who had appeared behind him.
Lin Chang had a high position in the Ye family. Even Ye Hai had to refer to him as the Sword Leader.
"Yes," Lin Chang replied.
"Is it … news about the master?" Ye Hai asked. It was already the day of the duel, and he believed that Ye Cheng would be there soon.
"Yes." Lin Chang smiled coldly. "The news is … Ye Cheng is dead."
"What did you say?" Ye Hai gasped. He turned around immediately and saw a cold and savage face.
Lin Chang was not joking. First, it was not funny, and second, he was not one to joke.
"Thank you for your hard work, Elder Ye." Lin Chang's tone was very calm, but his eyes were filled with unconcealable excitement and pride. "You've helped me to stop those underlings and the spies sent by the imperial court. You've saved me a lot of trouble."
"What do you mean by that? Help you? "Ye Hai could feel the murderous intent coming from the man, so he instinctively showed hostility.
"Haha … You still remember that handwritten order, right?" Lin Chang smiled.
Ye Hai's mind buzzed, and white light flashed before his eyes. He was aware of something, but he dared not believe it to be true. If it was an ordinary old man, he would have fainted long ago after receiving such a blow.
"You … you … the master …" Ye Hai's breathing was uneven, and his expression was one of shock and anger.
"Didn't I tell you? Ye Cheng is dead," Lin Chang replied with a relaxed tone. Lin Chang replied in a relaxed manner, "If you're not senile, you should understand when you hear this sentence. It was me who wrote the letter of challenge, and it was also me who wrote that handwritten order. The order to forbid the disciples from getting close to the sword mound and the order for you to guard this place … they were all my orders. "
"You!" Ye Hai was so anxious that his internal breathing became chaotic. He staggered back two steps. "Impossible … How did you …"
"How am I supposed to kill Ye Cheng? Hmph … "Lin Chang continued," Of course it's because my martial arts skills are above his. " His murderous aura grew stronger and stronger, but he kept his hands behind his back. He had no intention of touching the sword at his waist. "Compared to killing him, imitating his handwriting is more difficult." He smiled. "I have followed Ye Cheng for many years, and I have spent many months studying his brushwork, hoping to achieve perfection in both form and spirit. But … even if I have the confidence to deceive everyone, I can't guarantee that I can deceive your eyes. " He slowly walked forward. "When I handed the letter to you, I was really worried that you would see through it. Fortunately, in the end, you didn't express any objections and only obeyed. "
"At the time, I did notice something strange about it …" Ye Hai's whole body was shaking. He gritted his teeth. "But I think …"
"Hahahaha …" Lin Chang interrupted him with another laugh. "You think, killing the family head, starting a duel, giving a fake handwritten order … any of these things are impossible, right? Hahaha … "He could not help but laugh." And all these things came from me, Lin Chang, so they are even more impossible, right? "
"Lin Chang, you owe the Ye family a great debt of gratitude," Ye Hai said. "Why would you …"
"Bullsh * t!" Lin Chang's face was suddenly filled with anger. "A great debt of gratitude? Where did that come from? My martial arts skills were honed by myself. My Azure Sky Sword's position in Jianghu was earned by myself. I have served the House of Ye wholeheartedly for so many years. Isn't this what I deserve?
The martial arts that I learned at the Ye family can be learned by any disciple who joins the Ye family. And the martial arts of the Ye family are only passed down to their own descendants, right? Ye Cheng and Ye Mu Han can learn the Ye family's Sword Style and Falling Snow Skill, so why can't I? Because I am an outsider, not … a servant! "
At this point, Lin Chang's eyes narrowed, and the murderous aura around him rushed at the old man before him.
A gust of sword energy shot out from Lin Chang's fingers. At that moment, having no sword was better than having one. The sword energy carried dozens of fallen leaves in the forest and flew at Ye Hai.
When he attacked, Lin Chang's face was filled with mockery. "What a joke, you old servant. You have served the Ye family for your whole life, and you still think you are owed a great debt of gratitude."
Ye Hai had not even seen this move before, much less dodged it. He was instantly pierced through by the blade-like leaves, and he coughed out blood.
Perhaps knowing that this was his destiny, Ye Hai calmed down after he was injured. "Sigh … Perhaps you have a point, but this has always been the way of the world. I, Ye Hai, was not born into a rich family, and I am not the descendant of some famous martial artist. This is my life, and I have no one to blame but myself.
I know very well how the Ye family has treated me. They have not done anything wrong to me, and that is kindness; I am willing to repay them, and that is righteousness.
What kind of world we live in, what kind of person we are. I cannot change my fate, but at least I live with a clear conscience.
And you, Lin Chang, humph … If the Ye family does not teach you kung fu, where did you go to train? Without the Ye family's reputation, how are you going to make a name for yourself in the martial world? Even if you think the Ye family has not done you any favors, does the Ye family have any grudge against you?
It is your own ambition, but you make it sound like they owe you something … "
"Shut up!" Lin Chang raised his finger, and a gust of qi shot out from his fingertip and entered Ye Hai's chest.
"If you cannot change your fate, then accept your death!" Lin Chang looked at the man coldly. "I am different from people like you … My fate is in my own hands, not the heavens!"
One breath later, dozens of energy swords burst out from various parts of Ye Hai's body, and blood bloomed.
At that moment, Ye Hai understood … why Ye Cheng would die.
Lin Chang's kung fu was beyond Ye Hai's comprehension. There was probably no one in the world who could rival him.
"What are you planning to do? This duel, what is it … "Blood poured out from Ye Hai's mouth, and the dozens of holes on his body were bleeding profusely. He leaned against the tree and slowly collapsed to the ground. He forced himself to ask the last question.
"Humph … Go ask your master in hell." After saying that, Lin Chang turned to leave.
Actually, even if he was willing to answer that question, Ye Hai would not hear the answer anymore.
In the east, a red sun emerged, dyeing the light purple sky blue and gilding the roiling clouds with a golden edge.
In the forest, under an old pagoda tree, an old man sat in a pool of blood. He was no longer going to wake up, but his eyes never closed …
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