"That's going to die!" a flat voice rang out, and the air around him dropped several degrees in vain.

It's as if it's coming from hell, and it's chilling.

The sky became even hazy because of Ye Chen's words, and when he raised his head, Ye Chen glanced at those people lightly, and took a step forward.

Swept by Ye Chen's indifferent gaze, these people all shuddered, in front of their eyes, this young man was like a volcano about to erupt.

However, thinking of their duties, everyone had to bite the bullet, and the sword weapon flew again, vaguely matching the trajectory of a sword formation.

Seeing this, Ye Chen smiled faintly and said, "Sword formation?" Holding the sword and taking out the sword, Ye Chen's figure was like a breeze, and the sound of the collision between the sword and the sword weapon was extremely loud.

The geese left a sound, the sword left a trace, its body was like a half-wind, and dozens of scarlet blood pillars rose to the sky, looking at it, it looked so shocking.

More than a dozen headless corpses fell on the snow so weakly, and the blood shot out of 『ji』 stained the ground with white snow.

All this came too suddenly, and the dozen or so who were still mighty before died so easily?

Putting away the sword, Ye Chen's figure fell in front of Lin Zhiyun again, and there was not a drop of blood on the snow-like white clothes on his body.

Raising her head and looking at the thin figure in front of her, Lin Zhiyun couldn't help but have a trace of trance in her eyes, a long time ago, it seemed that someone had saved herself like this.

easily wiped out dozens of disciples who were not weak, seeing this, the middle-aged man's face finally changed, and the figure hurriedly rushed backwards, and the strength of the young man in front of him must be extremely terrifying.

However, Ye Chen's figure appeared in front of the middle-aged man like a ghost, wiped his mouth and smiled, and said lightly: "Did you escape?"

At this moment, "that smile fell into the eyes of the middle-aged man, it was undoubtedly a demonic smile, and he screamed"

A sword aura swept across the middle-aged man's neck, and the figure fell weakly.

Looking at the three Lin Zhiyun who had fallen into a stupor, Ye Chen smiled faintly and said, "Okay, the flies have been lifted, can you tell me about this so-called Divine Thunder Sect?"

Those previous disciples of the Divine Thunder Sect were just martial arts cultivators in the Martial Realm, but this middle-aged man was a martial artist in the Qi Martial Realm, and a martial artist in the Qi Martial Realm easily died under Ye Chen's sword.

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyun and the three of them looked at the corpse on the ground in a complicated way, and with a slight sigh, Lin Zhiyun informed Ye Chen of the source of the Divine Thunder Sect.

After listening to Lin Zhiyun's narration, Ye Chen chuckled: "This is interesting, the Thunder Movement Sect is destroyed, and a Divine Thunder Sect will come out immediately!"

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyun glanced at Ye Chen in astonishment, but remembering the terrifying strength of the sect master of the Divine Thunder Sect, she sighed slightly: "Thank you Gongzi for your help this time, but the Divine Thunder Sect is one of the strongest sects within a radius of hundreds of miles, and it has many disciples, so it is better for you to leave quickly, Childe!"

Turning around, Ye Chen turned his back to Lin Zhiyun, looked at the sky with snow and muttered softly, "The same encounter, the same fate!"

It was Aunt Liu who tugged at the corners of Lin Zhiyun's clothes, which obviously meant to make Lin Zhi ask for help, in this regard, Lin Zhiyun shook her head slightly, how could she bear to put her benefactor in danger.

Lin Zhiyun sighed slightly, ignored Aunt Liu and the others, raised her head, and also looked at the sky where the snow was drifting, "I was silent for a long time."

After a few breaths, Ye Chen suddenly spoke: "Xuanbing bloodline!"

It was just a bland sentence, but it made Lin Zhiyun's figure shocked, and she raised her head, "Lin Zhiyun and the three of them all looked at Ye Chen in a complicated way.

"I thought you were kind enough to save the three of us, but I didn't expect you to pay the same attention as the old immortal of the Divine Thunder Sect!" Aunt Liu protected Lin Zhiyun behind her and said coldly.

The other young fu also stood up, drew her sword, and looked at Ye Chen cautiously, as long as Ye Chen moved slightly, she would take out her sword.

Her face darkened, Lin Zhiyun sighed slightly, Xuanbing blood.

Glimpsing the actions of the three of them, Ye Chen didn't say anything, and that shadow always appeared in his mind.

After a few breaths, Ye Chen muttered to himself: "You are very similar to her, but you are not her, because she is Mu Ye!"

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyun's body was shocked, raised her head, and looked at the figure in front of her in astonishment, someone said this to her a long time ago.

"A long time ago, someone said something like this to me!" A hint of remembrance flowed from her eyes, and Lin Zhiyun murmured softly.

Ye Chen naturally knew who that person was, nodded slightly, and was silent for a long time.

"My name is Lin Zhiyun, dare to ask Son?" with a slight arch, Lin Zhiyun said softly.

"Follow the wind!" Ye Chen turned to look at Lin Zhiyun, especially the god in the corner of Lin Zhiyun's eyes, which was very similar to Mu Ye, an inexplicable sadness and unwillingness to fate.

"Sometimes, fate is cruel, if you are unwilling to fate, then you will use the sword in your hand to resist fate!" Looking directly at Lin Zhiyun's gaze, Ye Chen said lightly.

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyun's expression changed, and a trace of bitterness flowed from the corners of her mouth, with the sword in her hand, can she use it?

Since she was a child, she has suffered this inexplicable pain, until she knew that because she had the Xuanbing bloodline, Lin Zhiyun cultivated even harder, just to get rid of her fate.

"It is precisely because of my unwillingness that I rebelled against fate, but in the end, it is still the same!"

Lin Zhiyun said helplessly.

"Because she is unwilling, she is persistent!" Ye Chen muttered softly, looking up at the sky, her sword was not as good as her own sword, because of persistence.

There was a silence for a while, and only the roar of the cold wind remained.

After a few breaths, Ye Chen suddenly raised his head and chuckled, "I want to take you as an apprentice!"

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyun and the three of them were all stunned, and looked at Ye Chen in astonishment, but Aunt Liu reacted first and gently pulled the corner of Lin Zhiyun's clothes.

The means that Ye Chen had shown before were enough to show his strength, so if Lin Zhiyun worshipped him as a teacher, it would be enough to get rid of those pursuers behind him.

On the martial arts, the master is the teacher, but Aunt Liu doesn't mind Lin Zhiyun worshipping Ye Chen as the teacher.

Raising her head, Lin Zhiyun looked at Ye Chen and said softly, "Boy with the wind, can I ask why?"

Turning around, Ye Chen's right hand slowly poked out of his sleeve, held the falling snow, and muttered softly, "Why?"

After a few breaths, Ye Chen spoke up: "Once, there was a woman who was just like you, but under the ruthless fate, she still withered like Hu'er, so you are very similar to her." ”

After a pause, Ye Chen continued: "Her sword is persistent because of unwillingness, your sword is also persistent because of unwillingness, and my sword is also persistent!"

Raising his head, Ye Chen turned around and chuckled, "Just because of these reasons!"

The three of them fell into silence again, and after the foot clamp, Lin Zhiyun raised her head, looked at Ye Chen, and smiled gracefully: "I'm Lin Zhiyun!"

"Lin Zhiyun's persistence!" Ye Chen also smiled, untied the wine jug around his waist, took a sip casually, and walked forward, gradually submerging in the wind and snow.

"Master!" When Ye Chen's figure became hazy, Lin Zhiyun got up and bowed to Ye Chen's figure.

Hearing this, Ye Chen's body froze, and a smile flowed from the corner of his mouth.

turned around, took a step back, and the figure appeared next to Lin Zhiyun again, helped Lin Zhiyun up, and chuckled: "Let's go!"

After speaking, Ye Chen turned around again and walked towards the path where Lin Zhiyun came.

"Master, where are we going?" Looking at Ye Chen's figure, Lin Zhiyun couldn't help but be stunned.

Stopping, Ye Chen smiled lightly: "Since you are already your master, then you must always seek some justice, right?"

After speaking, Ye Chen disappeared into the wind and snow, and when he heard this, Lin Zhiyun and the others couldn't help but feel for a while, and immediately followed behind Ye Chen.

The long road, its ice field is endless, Ye Chen took Lin Zhiyun and the three of them to walk on the ice field very leisurely, along the way, Lin Zhiyun and the others once again saw Ye Chen's toughness.

No matter how terrifying the demonic beasts were, or those disciples of the Divine Thunder Sect who came after them, Ye Chen solved them with just one sword.

Let that demonic beast be like a sea, let there be countless enemies, Ye Chen faced it with the sword in his hand.

Along the way, Ye Chen taught Lin Zhiyun some understanding of kendo.

The sword of perseverance is precisely because of perseverance, so it does not regret. @。