Chapter 1651 He is Ye Chunyang!

The huge sword light rushed straight down, and the old man surnamed Yan felt that death was coming, and any defense was useless.

A ray of light quickly flashed under the sword. Master Xingxiu raised his hand and threw it, and the fly whisk spurted out streams of white light towards the giant sword. At the same time, he grabbed the shoulder of the old man surnamed Yan and quickly flew away.

"Boom!"

The bright sword light swooped down on the ground, and thunder spread like a tidal wave. Wherever it went, everything was cut in half. The fly whisk that Master Xingxiu sacrificed was also chopped into fly ash on the spot, leaving no trace at all.

A shrill scream was heard. The old man named Yan's right arm was cut off and his left leg was also broken. The wound was neat and smooth, with no blood flowing out, and it was directly sealed by the sword energy.

Apparently due to the timely intervention of Master Xingxiu, the old man surnamed Yan saved his life, but was severely maimed.

Judging from the sword energy permeating the wound, it was almost impossible for his hands and feet to grow back.

"Don't you think it's too much for Your Excellency to be so harsh?"

Master Xingxiu threw a healing elixir into the mouth of the old man surnamed Yan, and then stared gloomily at Ye Xiaobao opposite him.

The opponent's sword not only seriously injured the old man named Yan, but also destroyed one of his magic weapons.

If he hadn't taken action in time, the old man surnamed Yan might have been dead by now.

Ye Xiaobao urged, the aura of the flying sword dispersed, and it was inserted into the ground again.

"Which sect did you come from, and why are you so arrogant and domineering?" Master Xingxiu's face turned pale.

This young man in black clothes of unknown origin did not even pay attention to him.

Ye Xiaobao didn't answer indifferently.

"Okay, very good... I didn't expect that there is a person like you in the Northern Territory. Pindao is ignorant." Master Xingxiu laughed angrily, "But you hurt my junior brother, and I, as a senior brother, Pindao, can't just sit back and watch. Li, I have no choice but to invite fellow Taoists to visit our Tianxing Sect today!”

Master Xing Xiu spoke politely, but anyone could hear the killing intent in his words.

Ye Xiaobao injured the old man named Yan and Gu Ling in public, which was like a slap in his face. How could he, the supreme elder of Tianxing Sect, endure it.

Master Xingxiu stepped out step by step.

As his steps moved out, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth also fluctuated, making a rustling sound like boiling tide.

Yang Tiefeng and the other three stood behind them, feeling suffocated and their faces turned pale.

"No matter what your identity is, or who is standing behind you, if you take the initiative to apologize at this time, Pindao may consider letting you go. Otherwise, when Pindao takes action, fellow Taoist will inevitably suffer a lot of physical pain!"

Master Xingxiu walked slowly and said calmly.

However, the young man opposite didn't seem to hear it, and still sat there indifferently, with the silver flying sword in front of him shining brightly.

"I don't know how to praise!"

Even if Master Xingxiu's state of mind is high, seeing the other party being so arrogant, his face can't help but look ugly.

He took three steps forward and then stood still. A faint light shone slowly in his right hand, like a Zen sword. It had no handle and was not sharpened, but it exuded a cold and compelling aura. It was obviously some kind of powerful magic weapon. .

Ye Xiaobao seemed not to feel it, still sitting there motionless.

"Um?"

At this moment, Master Xingxiu seemed to sense something. He glanced towards the sinkhole and vaguely seemed to see a person walking out of it.

The other monks also noticed the abnormality and looked at the approaching figure.

He is also a young man wearing ink clothes. He looks handsome, with black hair shawl, and a face as plain as water.

But when Master Xingxiu saw the young man's face, his body suddenly shook, and his eyes showed an unbelievable look.

Then, the magic weapon in his hand disappeared quickly, and he stood there motionless, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead, looking very afraid of the young man.

Yang Tiefeng and others looked at each other, astonished by the transformation of Master Xingxiu.

At this time, the young man who walked out of the sinkhole came to Ye Xiaobao's side and pulled out the flying sword on the ground. After a slight flash of light, the sword light turned into a stream of light and disappeared into his body.

Everyone had a look of surprise on their faces.

Zhou Xing looked puzzled, but Yang Tiefeng and Qi Yunsheng looked shocked and incredulous.

"Isn't he Master Ye from Lindu City? Why does he appear here?"

The two of them saw that Ye Chunyang was the "Master Ye" who was famous in the Lingxian Mansion Pill Club back then.

Looking at the scene in front of me, this flying sword is actually his treasure?

So what is the relationship between that extremely fierce man just now and him?

"Does anyone else want to come over?" Ye Chunyang asked.

"Senior brother, take revenge for me!" the old man surnamed Yan howled miserably.

Master Xingxiu glared at him and said fiercely: "Shut up!"

The old man surnamed Yan was stunned and deeply puzzled by this.

Master Xingxiu glanced at everyone and said in a cold voice: "You blind people, you dare to rush into Elder Ye, do you want to die?"

"Mrs. Ye?"

The old man named Yan and Gu Ling were shocked.

Opposite me, Ye Chunyang looked at Master Xingxiu with interest and said, "Do you know me?"

Master Xingxiu became slightly shorter, then he smiled and said: "When Tai Elder Ye and Wan Xiuzhu fought in Linshan, I happened to be with fellow Taoist Qingmu, so I naturally know you."

"Oh I got it."

Ye Chunyang looked at Master Xingxiu, said nothing, and walked out of the mountain with his hands behind his hands.

From beginning to end, except for Master Xingxiu, he didn't even look at anyone.

Ye Xiaobao followed him like a loyal guard.

"Senior brother, he, he is..." The old man named Yan widened his eyes and couldn't believe what he saw in front of him.

Gu Ling also opened his mouth wide and couldn't make any sound for a long time.

"Yes, he is Ye Chunyang!"

Master Xingxiu took a deep breath, until Ye Chunyang completely disappeared from his sight, and then he spoke solemnly, as if he had been pardoned.

Everyone discovered that at this time, the Supreme Elder of Tianxing Sect was sweating profusely, and his robes were wet with cold sweat, as if he was extremely afraid of the young man just now.

"Ye Chunyang..."

Zhou Xing was vaguely surprised, feeling as if he had heard this name somewhere.

Yang Tiefeng and Qi Yunsheng looked at each other with strange expressions.

"Isn't his name Ye Yun?" they both asked at the same time.

The old man surnamed Yan and Gu Ling were horrified when they heard this name.

"How can this be?"

"How could it be him?"

"..."

The two of them were almost stunned, murmuring like they were dreaming.

Of course this name is familiar to them.

A few years ago, the battle at the top of the mountain shocked the entire Northern Territory. Even those who were not present to watch the battle heard the name afterwards.

The number one monk in the Northern Territory, Ye Chunyang!

At that time, Wan Xiuzhu challenged invincible opponents from various factions, but was ultimately defeated by him, establishing his status as the pinnacle powerhouse!

"That sword belongs to him...The person just now was guarding here under his order..."

The old man named Yan felt as if he had made a huge mistake and almost lost his life here.

Gu Ling swallowed his saliva, he could no longer speak.

They are making enemies of the first monk in the Northern Territory!

Fortunately, the other party didn't care, otherwise I might have been cold by now!

"Senior brother, so what if he is Ye Chunyang, with your current cultivation level, are you still afraid of him?" The old man surnamed Yan's eyes flickered, as if he had caught something important, and he looked at Xingxiu Zhenren with burning eyes.

Although he was not present at the peak battle in Linshan, he had heard about some of the circumstances. Wan Xiuzhu's soul cultivation at that time was only in the early stages of leaving the body, and was comparable to that of a small-scale magic cultivator in the Golden Core Realm. At that time, there were not many golden elixir monks in the Northern Territory, so they were stepped down by Wan Xiuzhu.

In the Northern Territory now, not only are there many Golden Core cultivators, some of those who were stuck in the bottleneck back then have gradually broken through, and the situation is very different from back then.

If Wan Xiuzhu was still alive, the old man surnamed Yan would be sure to fight him. Ye Chunyang's ability to kill this man would be nothing to him now.

"hehe……"

Master Xingxiu suddenly laughed.

The laughter was a little helpless and even more desolate.

He looked at the old man surnamed Yan and said: "If he is still as strong as Wan Xiuzhu back then, I won't be afraid with my current cultivation level. But do you think Ye Chunyang is still the same Ye Chunyang he was before?"

"Senior brother, what do you mean by this?" The old man surnamed Yan frowned.

Master Xingxiu smiled bitterly and said, "A few years ago, the entire Shen family was exterminated. Do you know about this?"

The two old men named Yan nodded one after another and said: "I know."

"Then do you know why the Shen family was destroyed and who did it?" Master Xingxiu asked.

The two looked at each other in astonishment.

Although they didn't speak, they guessed something from Master Xingxiu's words.

"Is it really him?" The old man surnamed Yan muttered in confusion: "Impossible... This is absolutely impossible... The Shen family has been included in the Piaomiao Palace a few years ago, and the old monster Shen Tianyun even relied on the guidance of the Piaomiao Palace. , the cultivation level has been promoted to the perfection of the Golden Core Realm, how could he die in his hands? "

Master Xingxiu remained silent.

"I didn't believe this at first, but then I traveled to Yuanzhao Kingdom and met a sect that had some connection with Piaomiao Palace. They confirmed the matter. A few years ago, the Shen family was attacked by Ye Chunyang on Lingshan Island in Zhongzhou. Obliterate, and use the method of killing with a thousand miles of curse."

After a long time, Master Xing Xiu said quietly.

"Thousand-mile curse to kill!"

"Is there really such a method in the world?"

The old man named Yan and Gu Ling were trembling and almost fell to the ground.

It's not that they haven't heard of the Thousand Mile Curse Killing Technique, but such magical power is so terrifying that it only exists in legends and no one has ever seen it with their own eyes.

Now Master Xingxiu suddenly said that Ye Chunyang had used this method to kill the entire Shen family, so how could the two of them not be shocked.

"Yes or not, none of us witnessed it, but the fact that the Shen family was destroyed is there." Master Xingxiu looked at the two of them with a sad smile, "Shen Tianyun has reached the perfection of the Golden Core Realm. Even I am no match. Ye Chunyang can Killing his whole family in a rage, do you dare to provoke such a person? "

The two old men named Yan looked at each other in astonishment, unable to say another word.

The faces of Yang Tiefeng and Qi Yunsheng, who were from aristocratic families, were like stagnant water.

The first monk in the Northern Territory?

Kill the entire Shen family?

They only knew that Ye Chunyang was "Master Ye", the supreme elder of Cangyuan Sect, but they did not expect that he had such a terrifying identity and magical power. In front of such a powerful person, they were just tiny specks of dust.