The spear passed through his chest, and Luo Yuhan stared at the huge hole in his chest in a daze.

His vitality is disappearing little by little.

He slowly looked up and looked at Ye Qingchen, who had become pale in an instant.

Ye Qingchen looked at him without any hesitation.

For a moment, Luo Yuhan regretted it.

I regret why I provoke such a bad star!

But now, regret is useless.

He has paid the price of his life for this!

"Yuhan!!"

The old white-haired man who had just made every effort to recover from the Qingming Festival saw Luo Yuhan falling rapidly, his face changed and he flew over to catch Luo Yuhan.

His trembling veteran looked into Luo Yuhan's nose.

Feeling that there was no flow of breath, his palm trembled violently.

A sad and angry feeling suddenly appeared on an old face.

"Huh... Use the [Cangjiao Soul Sword Technique] on a powerful man from a half-step Holy Emperor, and the soul power was consumed too much at once..."

Ye Qingchen's bloodless face still couldn't recover completely.

"You bastard!!"

Just as he was about to breathe a few sighs of relief, the white-haired old man's roar suddenly exploded in his ears.

The white-haired old man held Luo Yuhan's body, and the breath on his body was like a suppressed volcano, which could completely erupt at any time.

"Are you just making trouble in secret just now!!"

If it weren't for the bombardment of his soul space just now, the soul space was violently turbulent.

How could he not save Luo Yuhan!

"What? I didn't have time to save people, but I blamed me instead?"

Facing the white-haired old man's almost devoured gaze, Ye Qingchen seemed to have no fear and looked at him without any hesitation.

"If you hadn't just been making trouble from it and interfering with my soul space, how could I have no time to save Yuhan!"

The white-haired old man said viciously: "You are declaring war on my Fenglei Holy Pavilion!"

Declare war!

How terrifying the consequences of a declaration of war on a holy land would be? Any warrior on the entire Magic Martial Arts Continent should be able to imagine it.

However, Ye Qingchen sneered at the threat of the white-haired old man and said:

"You said I am a hidden master, and I will attack and interfere with your soul space of a half-step Holy Emperor?"

"You may not believe such an outrageous excuse, right?"

Hearing this, the old man with white hair realized his reaction, his face stiffened.

indeed.

According to common sense, it is absolutely impossible for a hidden master to successfully attack the soul space of a Holy Emperor!

Even if he is just a half-step Holy Emperor!

But its soul strength is definitely not something that a little hidden master can ignore!

If you forcefully attack his soul space, then there will be only one outcome - that is, you will be backfired by the soul!

But now, Ye Qingchen only looks like he has been over-consuming and there is no sign of backlash!

But the plastered black sword shadow he saw in the soul space just now was basically the same as the pale long sword in Ye Qingchen’s hand!

This made him wonder for a moment whether he had some illusion just now?

But the old man with white hair thought that no matter how outrageous something was, it could happen to Ye Qingchen!

Don't say anything else.

Just by using the power of the hidden master, you can compete with a late-stage overlord.

How many people can do this in the entire Magic Martial Continent?!

"...No matter what, you have to talk to me today..."

The old man with white hair was about to say the next word "go", but suddenly he saw Ning Duankong flying slowly, and he suddenly felt like a deflated ball, and he never dared to say the next word again.

"Old man Shen, don't even deteriorate your normal IQ because you stayed at this half-step Saint Emperor for a long time."

Ning Duankong smiled faintly and joked:

"Otherwise, if this degraded IQ blocks your opportunity to break the realm and become an emperor one day, wouldn't it be your own stone to shoot yourself in the foot?"

Faced with Ning Duankong's face-to-face ridicule, the white-haired old man dared not speak out at all.

"Okay, since the battle has ended, then according to your previous agreement, you can take his body back to your Fenglei Holy Pavilion."

Ning Duankong curled his smile and said in a calm tone: "In addition, it was your own reason just now, which caused him to die under his own weapon."

"If you want to mobilize the entire Fenglei Holy Pavilion to chase him on the grounds of the ridiculous excuse just now."

"Then I will spread the truth of the matter so that everyone in the world can see your shameless behavior like your Fenglei Holy Pavilion."

Ning Duankong paused and then said:

"In order to mobilize the power of the entire Fenglei Holy Pavilion for his own selfish desires, or make other choices, I believe you will have a wise judgment." Hearing this, the muscles on the white-haired old man's face twitched slightly.

He knew that even if he used this excuse as a reason, the other elders of the Fenglei Holy Pavilion would not believe it, but would also laugh at him mercilessly.

After all... no matter how powerful a hidden master is, he will never be able to successfully influence the soul space of a half-step Holy Emperor with his soul power!

"Since that's the case... I'll say goodbye."

The mission failed, and the old man with white hair could not continue to stay here, so he hugged Luo Yuhan's body and quickly disappeared into the sky.

"Hmph, these guys from Fenglei Holy Pavilion not only have extremely terrifying lethality, but also have the highest speed."

Ning Duankong snorted coldly: "Especially for escaping."

Hearing this, Ye Qingchen couldn't help but smile.

It was the first time he saw a big man in one of the holy places, which would have ridiculed the characters of another holy place so much.

He endured the dizziness coming from the soul space and clasped his fists towards Ning Duankong:

"My younger generation Ye Qingchen, thank you for helping Senior Ning."

Ning Duankong turned around and looked at him.

He saw Ye Qingchen's blood-faced face, raised his eyebrows and said:

"Can't that guy said true? You really attacked his soul space with your soul power and succeeded?"

Ye Qingchen's condition looks like he is over-consuming.

But Ning Duankong had seen Ye Qingchen's true excessive consumption with his own eyes, and it would never be like this now.

On the contrary, this situation is more likely to occur if the soul power is consumed too much.

Ye Qingchen did not answer his question, but said:

"Senior Ning, I am preparing to go to 'Wusheng Mountain' for some experience today."

"If there weren't two eyesless guys who suddenly came out to stop him, I would have arrived at Wusheng Mountain by now."

"But since I met Senior Ning here, I happened to have some questions related to Wusheng Mountain, so I would like to ask Senior Ning."

"You are going to Wusheng Mountain?"

Ning Duankong raised his eyebrows.

"Yes...what's wrong?"

Ye Qingchen vaguely sensed Ning Duankong's surprise.

"It's nothing... Since you are going to Wusheng Mountain, why not go to my Xingluohen Mountain first and sit for a while."

Ning Duankong flew towards Xingluohen Mountain.
Chapter completed!