At that moment, everyone looked at Ye Chen who was walking out slowly. Their expressions were filled with disbelief.
Especially Lu Jianzhang.
In reality, ever since Daoist Master Bai He said that there was no mountain god in this world, he had guessed that the person who killed Daoist Crimson Light and saved them was Ye Chen.
It was because Ye Chen was the only person who had interacted with them along the way.
However, it was just a guess. He was not too confident. Now that he saw Ye Chen attack, he was extremely certain.
"Mr. Ye …"
The woman called Xuan 'er's eyes were a little blank.
If she was not mistaken, it was this Mr. Ye who had treated her who had neutralized Old Monster Han Ming's terrifying divinity, right?
Daoist Master Bai He's expression changed as well. Subsequently, he said to Ye Chen in surprise, "Fellow, Old Monster Han Ming is a mid-stage Soul Formation powerhouse. You're not his match. Please escape the capital with Xuan 'er and the rest."
Although Ye Chen's earlier attack had neutralized Old Monster Han Ming's attack, it was just a casual attack. After all, someone as young as Ye Chen's cultivation base was at most at Stage Nascent Soul.
"You want to escape? Can you?"
Old Monster Han Ming glared at Ye Chen.
At the next moment!
He waved his hands. With a flash of golden light, a giant golden tower that was over 30 meters tall appeared out of thin air.
Then, it smashed towards Ye Chen.
"Buzz!"
At that moment, an extremely terrifying pressure descended. Daoist Master Bai He, who was standing in the distance, immediately felt like kneeling on the ground uncontrollably.
Ye Chen merely glanced at Old Monster Han Ming.
"Ah!" “
With a scream, Old Monster Han Ming exploded on the spot, turning into a bloody mist.
At the same time, 25 kilometers away, a figure that was identical to Old Monster Han Ming suddenly fell to the ground.
"Damn it, who is this person? He actually destroyed my clone in an instant! "
His expression was extremely shocked. He had obtained a Death Scapegoat Puppet from a ruin cave in his early years. It had always been his greatest secret.
However, it was destroyed by Ye Chen.
Thinking to this point, his heart ached and he said while trembling, "Could this person be a genius of the Fire Spirit Clan? No, I must report to the Lord!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he intended to tear through the sky and leave.
At that moment, Ye Chen, who was 50 kilometers away, scanned with his Divine Consciousness and instantly realized everything.
The next moment!
He stomped the ground heavily.
"Ah!!!"
Old Freak Han Ming, who was 25km away, felt as if the space around him had suddenly shrunk, and he was actually forcefully crushed to death.
The entire process was extremely clean. From the moment Ye Chen attacked to the moment he destroyed the two bodies of Han Ming, it only took a few breaths of time.
When everyone snapped back to their senses, Daoist Priest Bai He cupped his fists at Ye Chen solemnly, "So it's you, senior. Please forgive me for my negligence earlier."
The shock in his heart had reached an extreme point.
Ye Chen was just too young, but he had instantly killed the mid-Deity Transformation Old Freak Han Ming. Did that not mean that Ye Chen was at least a Great Perfection Divine Transformation Stage being?
Thinking of this, his heart couldn't help but beat wildly.
"This person must be an old monster!"
Such a thought quickly flashed through his mind, and he's an old monster who can retain his youthful looks!
Lu Jianzhang, Xuan 'er, and the rest finally returned to their senses, "Thank you for saving our lives, Senior Ye."
"It's nothing. It's not worth mentioning."
Ye Chen smiled lightly, "Everyone, let's go. This time, I'll go smoothly with you guys. I guarantee that you guys will be safe."
"Yes!"
Lu Jianzhang was surprised and delighted. He immediately urged the convoy to depart again without saying anything.
However, the horse that Ye Chen was riding on was Lu Jianzhang's beloved horse. It was a Ferghana horse that he had exchanged for outside the pass.
At the same time, in a deep secret room in a certain mansion in the capital, there were dozens of thick torches inserted into the walls of the secret room.
Dozens of thick torches were inserted into the walls of the secret chamber. As the bright yellow flames danced, it caused the light in the entire secret chamber to tremble.
In the middle of the secret room, there was a black meditation cushion. At that moment, a skinny old man with black hair and beard was sitting on the cushion.
The old man's eyes were slightly closed, and he was in a meditative state. At that moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, "Han Ming was killed. How is this possible?!"
His expression turned extremely grim, and his old face looked somewhat ferocious under the bright yellow flames.
With a wave of his sleeve, an ancient bronze mirror appeared in front of him.
As a series of mysterious hand seals landed on the bronze mirror, a masked face immediately appeared on the surface of the mirror.
"Elder Qi, what's the result?" The masked man spoke slowly. His voice was extremely hoarse, as if someone was scratching iron with their claws.
Plop!
The old man knelt on the ground and said with a trembling voice, "Master, I'm useless. I sent two cultivators consecutively, but they were both killed."
"Trash!"
The man in the bronze mirror immediately flew into a rage, "You actually failed consecutively in a mere secular escort agency. What use do I have for you?"
"Master, spare me."
The old man became even more terrified, "Please give me another chance, master. I will definitely obtain the wood spirit tablet."
(End of this chapter)
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