"Elders, follow me!"
The Grand Elder shouted in a stern voice, and led more than a dozen people out of the main hall.
…
In the Ghost Witch Cult's stronghold outside the hall.
Ye Wen looked at the scene at the foot of the mountain with a face full of fear!
Yinshi charged into the Ghost Witch Cult's stronghold like an evil god. He held a sinister human leg bone in his hand.
From afar, the bone was suffused with an eerie aura, as if there were ghost faces struggling on it.
Any Ghost Witch Cult disciple who got close to him would instantly turn into a pile of white bones as soon as they came into contact with the vile energy on the bone. It was as if they had been eaten clean by something.
The most terrifying thing was!
All the skeletons that died in his hands came back to life. They seemed to be controlled by something and listened to his orders. They fearlessly charged at the other Ghost Witch Cult disciples.
In the end, they formed dozens of undead skeletons!
A skeleton suddenly used its pale hand bone and pierced a Ghost Witch Cult disciple's chest on the spot. His heart was pierced on the spot.
A Ghost Witch Cult disciple cut off a skeleton's hand. Before he could rejoice, the severed hand suddenly swept up from the ground and pierced his throat on the spot.
For a moment, screams were heard, and the air was filled with the thick smell of blood.
The scene was extremely strange, and Ye Wen's scalp went numb.
"Is this Tame Head?"
Ye Chen glanced at Yinshi who was controlling dozens of skeletons in the crowd in surprise. Clearly, he did not expect him to have such a technique.
He did not attack!
The people in front of him were all small fries. They were not worth his time!
At this moment!
A black energy shot out from the stone castle like a tornado, targeting Yinshi who was in the crowd. Yinshi's expression changed, and he subconsciously swung the bone in his hand.
Bang!
He was pushed back more than ten meters on the spot.
At the next moment!
Twelve black shadows shot out of the stone castle like ghosts. Each of them had a black aura that soared into the sky, and the aura they emitted was terrifying.
"How dare you kill the people of the Ghost Witch Cult like this!"
A cold snort sounded. One of the old men turned into a black shadow and slapped Yinshi with his palm. The wind from his palm was impressive and sharp.
After Yinshi killed a few Ghost Witch Cult disciples with a single palm strike, he threw a punch at the incoming shadow without hesitation.
However, he was shocked to find that he could not throw his punch at all. It was as if there was an invisible force that was tightly restraining him.
"Oh no, I've been hit by the Ghost Witch Cult's witchcraft!"
Yinshi's heart sank.
He couldn't be more familiar with the scene in front of him. After all, everyone here practiced the art of curses. It was obvious that there was a witchcraft expert casting witchcraft on him.
"Break!"
He roared and waved a series of strange hand seals in the air. Finally, he pointed at the hand that couldn't move.
Boom!
His body shook violently. He had finally broken the other party's curse.
However, the other party's palm had already arrived and landed heavily on his chest. Yinshi spat a mouthful of blood and was sent flying.
"I was wondering who dared to barge into the Ghost Witch Cult. So it's you, a loser. I didn't manage to kill you that night. I'll deal with you once and for all today!"
The Ghost Witch Cult's elder sneered and charged at Yinshi again.
Yinshi wanted to fight back.
However, he realized that he had been hit by the other party's witchcraft again!
He watched as the other party got closer and closer.
Yinshi could not help but reveal a look of despair, "Am I going to die here? I can't accept this. There's an expert hiding behind me and he's using witchcraft on me! "
"Sword!"
Then, an indifferent voice rang out!
A shocking sword aura suddenly erupted from the peak of the mountain, attracting everyone's attention like a bolt of lightning.
Even the Ghost Witch Cult's elder who was charging at Yinshi was no exception!
An ancient longsword seemed to have traversed countless planes and pierced through the sky. In the end, it landed in the hands of a skinny figure on the opposite mountain peak.
The figure stood with the sword in his hand. The sword emitted a sharp cold gleam and turned into a dazzling pillar of light that shot into the sky.
Everyone stared blankly at the scene!
Even Ye Wen was no exception. Her beautiful eyes were filled with disbelief as she stared blankly at Ye Chen who looked like a primordial sword god who had descended to the mortal world.
Unknowingly, her heart was beating non-stop!
If the person before her was not her cousin!
She could not suppress the throbbing in her heart.
At that moment, the Ghost Witch Cult's First Elder's expression changed. He shouted subconsciously, "Mad Southern Ye, it's really you!"
Facing his shout!
Ye Chen said coldly, "How dare you touch my woman? Why wouldn't I come? As long as you hand over Yuhan today, I can consider sparing your lives!"
"You think you can do that?"
The Ghost Witch Cult's First Elder sneered, "Even though I'm in the wilderness, I've still heard of your name. I admit that you're very powerful, but if you think you can deal with my Ghost Witch Cult alone, you're gravely mistaken!"
"First Elder, why are you talking to him? Kill him!"
An old man in black shouted and charged at Ye Chen first. A shocking vile energy exploded from his palm. The vile energy turned into a black saber.
The black saber slashed at Ye Chen with a ghostly wail!
At the same time!
The Ghost Witch Cult's First Elder suddenly paused the bone staff in his hand. Subsequently, he pointed it at Ye Chen and chanted, "Weng, weng, weng, weng, weng, weng, weng!"
A strange green gleam exploded from the bone staff on the spot. The green gleam shot at Ye Chen at high speed.
Yinshi, who was standing aside, knew that something was wrong when he saw that because he had fallen into the trap earlier. He hurriedly reminded, "Master, be careful. He knows spells!"
However, his reminder was too late.
The strange green gleam hit Ye Chen's body on the spot.
Ye Chen felt an irresistible fatigue coming from his body as if all the energy in his body had been sucked out.
"Hahaha!"
The Ghost Witch Cult's elder immediately laughed out loud, "Mad Southern Ye, you're overestimating yourself. You have no idea that the Ghost Witch Cult is best at witchcraft. Even if your cultivation base is shocking, you won't be able to face us!
"Die, Mad Southern Ye!"
At the same time, the Ghost Witch Cult's elder who was charging at Ye Chen was already close to him. The black saber in his hand slashed at Ye Chen's neck like a reaper's scythe.
"No!"
Ye Wen's pretty face changed. She was about to charge over to block the saber for Ye Chen!
At the next moment!
A sword gleam swept past!
A large head was thrown into the air by the wind!
Hot blood splattered in the sky like ink!
Ye Chen did not even look at the corpse that was falling to the ground. He looked at the people of the Ghost Witch Cult on the ground with killing intent, "It's just a spell. It's just a small trick. What can it do to me?"
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(PS: There's another chapter later. I'm writing it now!)
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