"Old Master Murong is here!"
As soon as Murong He appeared, everyone in the Murong residence's guest hall had their eyes focused. Their eyes were burning with passion.
Many of them smirked and looked at Ye Chen gloatingly. 'You're dead now.
Old Master Murong is Ganzhou's No. 1. His spells are amazing. So what if you killed four peak-stage Illuminating Pulse experts? '
Murong He's expression was grim. He wore a gray robe and walked slowly with a dragon-headed walking stick. Although he was walking slowly, it felt like he was walking on the surface of a lake, causing ripples to form. Although he was very close, he gave off a feeling that he could only be seen but not reached.
"He's too powerful!"
Zhang Mengqi, who was among the crowd, secretly inhaled sharply. "Old Master Murong must've reached the stage of nature that Grandpa mentioned."
Even Huo Yushan and his daughter could not help but immerse themselves in the rhythm of his footsteps.
A moment later, Murong He stopped less than two meters away from Ye Chen. He ignored the crowd and glared at Ye Chen coldly.
"You arrogant brat. Do you know that Yang 'er is the most outstanding descendant of my clan? I've placed too much hope and effort on him. How dare you kill him?"
"So what if I kill him? What can you do to me? You're just an ant. You deserve to die! "
Ye Chen smiled calmly. "Moreover, he offended me many times for a so-called pill. He deserves to die. If I'm not mistaken, you must've instructed him to do that, am I right?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about."
Murong He smirked.
Although the Murong clan was a tyrant in Ganzhou and he was the No. 1 expert in Ganzhou, there were some dark things that he could not talk about openly.
"Old thing, you're shameless. You're exactly the same as that useless grandson of yours who died."
Ye Chen shook his head lightly with slight disdain on his face. "It's no wonder that you would threaten me with an innocent girl.
Now, come and accept your death! "
At the end of his speech, his voice turned cold. He took a step forward and leaped onto a tall maple tree around the Murong family's villa.
"Great!"
Murong He looked ferocious. "Since you're asking for a quick death, I'll send you on your way!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind suddenly blew under his feet, and he floated to another maple tree as if he was carried by the wind.
The distance between them was less than ten meters.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on the two of them. Their hearts were thumping non-stop.
Now, they were certain that Ye Chen's cultivation base was on Illuminating God, and so was Murong He.
The battle between two Spirit Realm warriors was hard to come by in twenty years.
Zhang Zijian, who was in the crowd, looked at the figure standing at the top of the maple tree with a complicated gaze. He said by instinct, "Mr. Ye, you must win."
Although he didn't think it was possible.
After all, they knew how powerful Murong He was.
"He wants to win? Aren't you thinking too much? "
Zhang Haoxuan, who was standing aside, could not help but smirk. "Although this fella is quite capable, it's impossible for him to be Murong He's match. Otherwise, why do you think the name Murong He has been shining in Gan Province for decades?"
"Not bad!"
Zhang Mengqi nodded and said, "It's very likely that Murong He has already comprehended Nature Dao. His ability is even more powerful than ordinary Illuminating God powerhouses. Ye will definitely die today!"
Speaking of this.
Her eyes were filled with joy.
'Ye, I asked you to give the Heart Repairing Pill to the Zhang family, but you didn't believe me. Now, you can only die.'
"Dad, this is a Spell Master?" Huo Sisi asked with her eyes wide open.
Huo Yushan took a deep breath and said, "Yes, and he's a powerful Spell Master."
"Ye is in trouble this time," Huo Sisi mumbled. Even she did not have high hopes for Ye Chen.
Meanwhile.
Murong He, who was standing on top of the maple tree, glared at Ye Chen coldly. "Ye Chen, you've broken through to Illuminating God at such a young age. You're considered a genius even in China. If we let you grow, you'll definitely be famous in the spell world in less than ten years. It's unfortunate that you shouldn't have killed Yang 'er and offended my Murong family!"
"Today, I'll let you witness my power!"
At the end of his sentence, the aura on his body surged. Subsequently, he performed a hand seal with both hands. Immediately, a crimson flame shot out of his hand and smashed at Ye Chen like a gigantic fireball.
"Creating fire out of thin air?!"
Countless people had a change of expression when they saw that. All of them were shocked by Murong He's technique. Indeed, the technique of an Illuminating God was beyond their imagination.
"That's just a child's play. Break it!"
Ye Chen scoffed. Without even lifting his eyelids, he stretched his arm out and grabbed the gigantic fireball that was coming at him.
Bang!
The fireball shattered as a result. It turned into sparks that flew everywhere, scaring many people who were standing nearby to dodge.
Someone exclaimed, "Breaking all spells with brute force?"
One must know that Murong He was an Illuminating God expert. The Fire Condensation Spell that he performed casually could blow up a tree. However, Ye Chen had broken it so easily?
Even Murong He was slightly shocked. He subsequently scoffed and said, "You're quite capable. No wonder you dare to come here and seek death!"
"Wind, rise!"
He performed a hand seal quickly with both hands as soon as he spoke. A black glow exploded from his hands. The glow was getting bigger and bigger like a black sun.
At the same time, he shouted.
"Falling Leaves!"
Within 1,000 meters with him as the center, a strange wind appeared out of nowhere. The strange wind was getting stronger, causing countless maple trees to shake. They seemed to be collapsing.
The maple leaves that filled the sky seemed like it was raining as they landed on his hands. Eventually, they consolidated into a gigantic black ball. The black ball spun rapidly like a black hole with a terrifying suction force.
At this moment.
Everyone on the ground staggered and almost lost their balance. Countless people's expressions changed as they watched this scene in shock.
"I-Is that an Illuminating God's technique?"
Huo Sisi held onto Huo Yushan tightly as her face turned pale.
Zhang Mengqi mumbled, "No wonder grandpa warned us not to offend the Murong clan no matter what before we left. They're just too terrifying."
Murong He stood in the air as the gray robe on him fluttered in the wind. "Hahaha! Ye Chen, I'd like to see how you're going to handle this!"
As soon as he was done speaking.
The black ball that was condensed from countless maple leaves in his hand charged at Ye Chen like a dark tornado with a strong gust of wind.
Dust flew everywhere the black ball passed, and the ground was directly plowed into a long gully, as if a cow had plowed back and forth dozens of times.
The scene was spectacular.
In the blink of an eye.
Ye Chen was completely covered by the black ball that looked like a small hill. The maple tree under his feet was crushed into pieces.
"That kid is dead for sure!" Zhang Haoxuan couldn't help but shout when he saw this scene.
Everyone shook their heads.
Under that black ball, even a small hill would be trampled to the ground, let alone a person.
"Hahaha, I was wondering how capable you were. It turns out that you're just trying to look impressive!"
A loud laughter could be heard.
Murong He smirked. "This is the price you have to pay for killing my Yang 'er and going against the Murong clan. Unfortunately, the pill formulas that you have are …"
He didn't finish his sentence.
As a loud thud came, the gigantic black ball exploded downstairs. A skinny silhouette shot up like a dragon soaring into the sky.
"Old Man Murong, it's too early for you to celebrate!"
In the next second …
A golden fist shadow smashed at Murong He hard.
…
(PS: Chapter 4. There's one more chapter.)
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