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Chapter 221 – Moonlit Night Imperial Wind Pavilion, Five Grandmasters Arrive!
In a daze, Su Chongming dreamed that he had arrived at the ruins of the Su family's villa. He looked at the mess on the ground with a ferocious expression. "Mad Southern Ye, I'm going to kill you. I'm going to kill you!"
"Really? I'm coming! "
A faint voice sounded from behind him. Su Chongming turned around and saw a skinny young man walking slowly towards him with his hands behind his back.
"It's you, Mad Southern Ye!
In his rage, Su Chongming threw a punch at Ye Chen with bloodshot eyes. However, Ye Chen grabbed his punch immediately.
With the sound of joints cracking, Su Chongming's hand was twisted into a dough twist. He screamed and could not help but kneel on the ground.
"You're no match for me in reality, let alone in a dream!"
Ye Chen smashed his head with his palm.
In reality, a police car drove over. When it saw the Highlander that had been involved in a car accident, it immediately stopped.
Two traffic policemen walked over and found Su Chongming dead. They took out their phones and contacted the traffic police. In the end, they found out that the person who died in the car was the wanted criminal, Su Chongming. The two traffic policemen were promoted and transferred to the criminal investigation team.
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As Su Chongming died, Ye Chen's spiritual consciousness returned to his mudball palace. He, who had been sitting where he was, opened his eyes slowly. A smile flashed through his eyes. "The Su family has been destroyed!"
In less than an hour, he had killed the remaining thirty-five people of the Su Family in his dream, regardless of country or distance.
Of course, these thirty-five people referred to the bloodline within three generations of the Su Family. As for those beyond three generations, the bloodline had long since
— - This is a beautiful dividing line — -
Please note: Please pay attention to the rest of your eyes when reading for a long time. :
This is a gorgeous dividing line.
Ye Chen's cultivation base was not high enough to kill them one by one.
However, this was enough. Apart from three generations of bloodline, these people probably no longer saw themselves as descendants of the Su Family.
The only thing that puzzled him was that according to Su Tao, he had a brother named Su Qilin. Theoretically, he should be included in the Bloodline Dream Manipulation. However, Ye Chen did not see any blood orbs related to Su Qilin.
'If that's the case, there are only two explanations. Firstly, this person is too far away. It's very likely that he's not even in this world. For example, he might be residing in a small world within the Blessed Enclave. Secondly, this person's cultivation level surpasses mine, and I can't find him.'
Ye Chen frowned. No matter what, it was not a satisfactory result. If he could not kill Su Qilin, his existence would be like a scourge.
"Fine, that's the only way!"
Ye Chen shook his head and suppressed the unhappiness within him. He got Lin Tai to grab Su Tao and returned to the Imperial Wind Pavilion's garden.
The Patriarch of Hell dashed into the house and walked out with a zither that was twice his size. He sat on the ground and plucked the strings with both of his claws. The song of The Smiling, Proud Wanderer came out.
Ye Chen could not help but glance at him in extreme surprise. 'This old monster sure learns things fast. I can't believe he has such a hot-blooded side to him.'
At that moment, the zither stopped playing.
The patriarch and Ye Chen looked at the Imperial Wind Pavilion's entrance at the same time. A strong wind came from outside, stirring up sand and pebbles at that moment.
The patriarch said while smirking, "Master, I can't believe four Martial Dao masters came to fight you this time. They really think highly of you."
"No, it's five!"
Ye Chen shook his head lightly.
His cultivation base was higher than the patriarch's and his Divine Consciousness was more powerful than the patriarch's, so he could see further.
As soon as he was done speaking, five silhouettes flashed at the entrance of the Imperial Wind Pavilion like ghosts.
The Patriarch of Hell saw the five of them.
The Patriarch of Hell tucked his tail between his legs and returned to being an ordinary dog. However, he was secretly snickering.
'Putting aside their abilities, Xiao Yezi's going to suffer now. It'd be best if he's killed. Then, I'll be able to turn over a new leaf.'
The five of them stopped when they were less than 50 steps away from Ye Chen. Clearly, they did not expect Ye Chen to be outside in the middle of the night. They thought Ye Chen was waiting for them by instinct.
Ye Chen scanned them with his Divine Consciousness and shook his head lightly because he realized that the five of them looked unfamiliar.
One of them wore a monk's robe and looked kind. One of them had a square face and looked majestic without being angry. The last one had a cold aura like a sharp sword that was about to be unsheathed. Meanwhile, the remaining two were old men who were approximately 60 years old.
The five of them were Martial Dao masters. The energy in their bodies was as majestic as the ocean. They were no weaker than people like Xue Xiao.
"Are you Mad Southern Ye?" The middle-aged man with a square face among the five of them took a step forward and looked straight at Ye Chen.
Ye Chen smiled calmly as if he was admitting it. "You guys are trespassing on my territory at night. Theoretically, you guys should introduce yourselves first, shouldn't you?"
The five of them understood what he meant at that moment.
The middle-aged man with a square face smiled proudly with his arms behind his back. "I'm Wei Wuya from the Wei family."
"The No. 9 on the Heaven Leaderboard, Wei Wuya?" Ye Chen asked.
Wei Wuya nodded coldly.
"How dare a mere No. 9 on the Heaven Leaderboard break into my Imperial Wind Pavilion? Wei Wuya, are you tired of living?" Ye Chen smirked in disdain.
'This is a beautiful dividing line …'
'Reminder: Please rest your eyes when reading for a long time.' :
'This is a beautiful dividing line …'
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Wei Wuya was enraged. "You …"
"What about you? If I were you, I'd find a place to hide. After all, No. 9 on the Heaven Leaderboard is just too embarrassing, "Ye Chen interrupted.
Wei Wuya was enraged, he almost died from anger.
"Brother Wei, why are you getting mad at someone who's about to die?"
The middle-aged man with a cold demeanor who looked like a sharp sword that was unsheathed smiled and subsequently looked at Ye Chen. "Mad Southern Ye, I'm Unquestionable Jian!"
"Are you Unquestionable Jian?" Ye Chen asked.
"That's right."
Unquestionable Jian nodded lightly.
Ye Chen shook his head lightly and questioned, "You, the Eastern Superior, Western Overlord, Southern Killer, and Northern Devil are the top five experts. Now that the other four have died in my hands, do you want to reunite with them?"
Unquestionable Jian's face twitched hard. He could only scoff and say, "As expected of Mad Southern Ye. You live up to your name. You're so mad!"
"I'm Jie Sha!" The benevolent-looking old monk in monk robes pressed his palms together.
"Jie Sha?"
Ye Chen chuckled softly. "I've never heard of you. Your name should be Jiese. I don't kill nameless people. I'll give you a chance. Get lost as far as you can!"
Jie Sha's blood rumbled. "Mad Southern Ye, you killed my best friend, Venerable Master Jinguang. I'm here to seek justice today.
The sword in my hand is justice. Don't be in such a hurry to die. I'll fulfill your wish. "
Ye Chen waved and looked at the two old men at the back. "The four of them have told me their names before they died. What about you guys?"
Before they died?
Unquestionable Jian and the rest could no longer suppress the rage within them when they heard that.
The five of them came prepared today. Five masters were more than enough to fight Mad Southern Ye alone. However, Ye Chen was arrogant. How could they not be mad?
One of the two old men said numbly, "We're the Ku Rong Old Men. We're from the Martial Alliance. We're here to send you off today!"
(PS: Chapter 8.)
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