Chapter One Thousand and Thirty

Feng Ge, I've seen the sect master!

Chapter One Thousand and Thirty

Feng Ge, I've seen the sect master!.

"Night Wind!" Han Jian said in a calm tone, his gaze swept over the corpse of the living and death beast.

With so many life and death beasts gathered here, anyone can see the clues.

Qingliu and the others rushed to come in such a panic and noticed that Han Jian's breath was getting weaker and weaker, and when they noticed the dazzling array of corpses of life and death beasts around them, their sword eyebrows were all wrinkled: "That guy did it!"

"After all, considering Captain Xuanshui, that guy didn't make a move in the open, but he was able to do something in secret!" Han Jian sneered, covering the injuries on his body with one arm.

The Xuanshui in Han Jian's words refers to the captain of his team, who is also a martial arts realm martial artist.

One team has two martial arts realm powerhouses, which is enough to show the strength of this team.

Suddenly remembering something, Qingliu and the three of them changed their faces slightly, and said, "Captain Xuanshui and that night wind have reached some kind of agreement, and let Night Wind select female warriors in the team as the furnace ding!"

"If it goes on like this, then Feng Ge will be in danger!" Qingliu's words froze in vain, maybe Feng Ge's situation was a little dangerous before, but at this moment it was different, the five generations appeared.

Ye Chen didn't bother to pay attention to the details, turned around, and walked in the direction where Feng Ge's aura was.

"Let's go!" Ye Chen's flat voice came, blending into the harsh autumn wind, bringing up a murderous aura.

Hearing this, Han Jian, Qingliu and the others all held the hilt of the sword, and a fierce look appeared in their eyes, they had suffered humiliation in the past few months.

More than 100 people marched forward, and this stone was extremely large, like an island, stretching for hundreds of thousands of meters.

After Han Jian's introduction, this place is known as the Island of Life and Death, and on the Island of Life and Death are many teams stationed, these teams come from the four hells, and some of them are even the teams that have entered the abyss of life and death several times last time.

The forest sponge stretched out, and its team was distributed in the forest sea, and from time to time there were sounds of fighting between living and dead beasts and humans.

Under the leadership of Ye Chen, more than 100 of its martial artists all reined in their own aura, even so, it still alarmed many martial artists.

Figures flashed among the treetops, but after seeing the menacing Ye Chen and the others, these warriors disappeared again.

Fights between warriors and warriors are also extremely common on the island of life and death, after all, killing a warrior can obtain the opponent's identity jade pendant.

More than 100 rainbows shuttled between the treetops, stirring up layers of surging green waves.

The closer you get to the center of this so-called island of life and death, its mountains are undulating, and mountain peaks stretch out, but these peaks are only more than 50 meters high, and the terrain is relatively flat.

Scattered tents were erected on top of it, and under the gray void, there were even piles of fires around it.

Crackle! The wood burned, and sometimes there was a strange noise.

A shadow stood by the fire with a sword, its sword light flickering, and its skirt fluttering, causing a stirring in the air.

Seeing this, the warriors who passed by here all shook their heads secretly, and sighed slightly, if she hadn't entered the abyss of life and death, she would still be able to escape the clutches of the night wind, but it was a pity that the night wind could not let her go now.

A look of pity flashed across the faces of these warriors, just pity, they didn't say anything, walked into their respective tents, and continued to cultivate.

For the strange eyes around her, the woman turned a blind eye, and looked at the long sword in her hand with a dedicated expression, and beautiful sword flowers appeared under the tip of the sword.

The spark sputtered and landed on the sword flower formed by the sword qi, and the sword flower shattered and disappeared into the void.

"Feng Ge!" A soft cry sounded behind her, and the woman's swinging sword stopped in vain, and the woman turned to look at the firelight behind her.

There was a middle-aged man standing on the tree pole that reached the sky, the middle-aged man was hunting in martial clothes, and the middle-aged man had an ordinary appearance, but the coercion revealed between his eyebrows was not to be underestimated.

Putting away the sword, the woman's expression was calm, she made a slight sword salute, and said lightly: "I've seen the captain!"

The woman, who is the Feng Ge of the Xiyue Peak of the Sword God Gate, is dressed in a blue dress, Feng Ge is like a blue elf under the gray sky, and the blue dress embellishes this black and white world.

The middle-aged man looked at Feng Ge helplessly, with a hint of guilt in his eyes, in the past few months, he had indeed taken on the responsibility of being the captain, at least he ensured that the female warriors in the team were not violated by the night wind.

However, since he made that agreement with Nightwind a few days ago, he has not intervened to stop Nightwind, allowing Nightwind to do evil in the team.

"You've probably heard about what happened in the team today?" the middle-aged man shook his head and spoke.

"Hmm!" Feng Ge's voice was still so calm and unwavering.

"You also know that Night Wind valued you at the beginning, maybe he will find you soon!" The middle-aged man paused, regardless of his face, and said: "With your cultivation, you can't get rid of him after all, so it's better to marry him because of his torture!"

"Don't worry, although I can't stop the night wind from marrying you, however, I won't let him treat you as a furnace!" the middle-aged man looked guilty, which was the only compensation he could do now.

Hearing this, Feng Ge shook his head, smiled indifferently, and said, "Captain, my fate is determined by the sword in my hand, and no one can decide my fate!"

―A girl without rouge, the sword qi whitewashed Feng Ge, Feng Ge whitewashed the sword in his hand, Feng Ge held the hilt of the sword tightly and said no more.

The middle-aged man sighed slightly, looking at those clear eyes, he saw the firmness in Feng Ge's eyes, he knew that even if she died, she would not give in.

"Alas!" the middle-aged man stood on the tree pole and was silent for a long time, the guy in the night wind would not give up his prey easily.

"Feng Ge's fate, you really can't decide, and you are not qualified to make this decision!" When the middle-aged man was about to open his mouth to persuade again, a flat voice floated through the night wind.

The middle-aged man's heart shook slightly, and he turned around suddenly, looking at the dark dense forest behind him, but found no trace.

Feng Ge's delicate body was also slightly shocked, and her bright eyes were beating with disbelief and ecstasy, this voice, she was very familiar, this was the voice of the sect master.

It wasn't until dozens of breaths later that a white-clothed figure of Shengxue came out of the dark forest, and the towering trees around it seemed to become a foiling existence, and only this figure was left between heaven and earth.

Also standing on the treetops, Ye Chen looked at Feng Ge in the distance, and after noticing that she was not injured, the corners of Ye Chen's mouth raised slightly.

Feng Ge's frowning willow eyebrows finally unfolded, and a smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth.

"Who is Your Excellency!" The middle-aged man's sword brows furrowed slightly, although he could sense Ye Chen's cultivation fluctuations, but he felt a sense of oppression on it.

As soon as the middle-aged man's words came out, his sharp sound of breaking the wind sounded behind Ye Chen, and more than a hundred figures emerged, and Mu Chen and the others also appeared on the treetops.

The fierce aura circulated on more than 100 figures, and Gongzi Su, Leng Feng and the others were all quite unkind to look at the middle-aged man in the distance, full of hostility.

"Feng Ge's fate, you are not qualified to decide!" Ye Chen still said this, and walked towards Feng Ge with his steps, stepping in the void with every step, and the two qi of life and death hovered under the soles of his feet.

The middle-aged man's sword eyebrows furrowed even deeper, as Ye Chen walked in, he was more and more able to perceive the oppression coming from the other party, his gaze swept over more than a hundred figures, and the middle-aged man's gaze finally fell on Han Jian and Qingliu and a few people, these people were obviously found by Han Jian: "Who are these people in Han Jian?" The middle-aged man obviously noticed the fluctuation of the identity jade pendant in Gongzi Su and the others, but this fluctuation was not the fluctuation of the Youzeng Hell Martial Artist, but the other three hells.

"Captain, these people are from my sect!" Han Jian said lightly, for the captain in front of him, Han Jian was still a little grateful before, if it wasn't for his care in the past few months, Feng Ge would have fallen into the clutches of the night wind.

However, these gratitudes were gone today, and he didn't expect Captain Xuanshui to become a lobbyist for Night Wind.

The middle-aged man noticed the change in Han Jian's tone, smiled helplessly, and didn't say anything, just looked at Mu Chen and the others with a little solemnity, "These martial artists of the sect where Han Jian is located?"

Thinking of the previous agreement with the night wind, the middle-aged man was making a choice in his heart, but feeling the coercion from Mu Chen and the others, the middle-aged man retreated to the side with interest, not blocking Ye Chen's steps.

"It's not worth offending these people for the sake of that damn Night Wind, to hell with those agreements!" the middle-aged man wisely took a stand and chose to be neutral and not get involved in the matter.

"Feng Ge has seen the sect master!" Feng Ge smiled gracefully, facing her young sect master, her tone was easy-going, and she did not feel restrained.

"The peak of the third layer of soul martial arts, compared to Han Jian, your cultivation is more advanced!" Ye Chen had never put up a sect master shelf in front of the disciples of the Sword God Sect, and smiled indifferently.

Ye Chen had to admit that the brutal killing environment in hell was undoubtedly the best stage for actual combat, after a year of baptism of killing, the martial artists of the Martial God Continent who entered the Sword Tomb had also improved a lot.

"Do you know where the night breeze is?" Ye Chenyun glanced at the middle-aged man lightly, obviously extremely satisfied with his knowledge, and turned to Feng Ge and asked.

Hearing this, Feng Ge nodded, pointed to the peaks opposite, and whispered, "If it's good, that person is on the first few peaks!"

"It's easy to know the location!" Ye Chen smiled indifferently, but this smile looked cold, "Let's go!"

Ignoring the middle-aged man anymore, Ye Chen took Feng Ge, Mu Chen and the others to leave again, the mighty figure dissipated in the sight of the middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and at this moment he realized that a cold sweat had appeared behind him.

"What a terrifying gaze!" the middle-aged man muttered, with the strength of his martial arts realm, he could feel the oppression, and the young man in white was by no means simple.

"Night Wind! I can only blame you for messing with people who shouldn't be messed with, as for the agreement, it will be invalidated! There are many strong people in the Martial Dao Realm here, if I want to enter the Sword Tomb, I don't necessarily have to cooperate with you!" The middle-aged man's eyes showed a hint of contemplation, and he got up and chased in the direction where Ye Chen and the others left