The competition for the map will be prolonged, not sothing that can be finished in a day or two, which is why Biluo Sword Valley has established a stronghold at the foot of this mountain.
The main forces that ca this ti have mostly ascended Northern Mountain, while the remaining ones include those responsible for logistics and those who hurried here from Biluo Sword Valley to provide support.
Along with the visitors, it can be said that the place is teeming with martial arts masters.
Dismounting his horse, Chen Yang strode into the stronghold, glancing around casually, with a slight curve at the corner of his mouth, realizing that there were fewer strong figures than he had imagined.
Although the numbers seed ample, only a few truly caught his eye.
Chen Yang couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed.
While Chen Yang was sizing them up, these people were also appraising this new figure who had suddenly erged and made a na for himself within a few days.
Very young, with a powerful presence.
"Hmph!"
A sudden cold snort abruptly broke the silence in the scene, "This is all the backbone you have, Hua Yunfei? Soone asks you to lead the horse, and you obediently comply?"
The speaker was a grey-robed elder in his sixties, with greying hair and beard, sitting in the main seat, his sharp eyes like those of an eagle piercing into Hua Yunfei.
"Useless fool!!"
Hua Yunfei kept his head lowered, not daring to et those eyes, cold sweat cascading down like beans.
"Are you the person in charge here?"
Chen Yang, with one hand behind his back, stared intriguingly at the elder before him and said lightly, "Is this all there is here?"
A single sentence.
Like a deepwater bomb.
What's the aning, dissatisfied with the few people present, not piquing his interest?
Inside, Hua Yunfei was trembling wildly, an extre fear and panic flashing deep in his eyes.
This guy, truly boundlessly domineering.
"Hehe..."
The elder, one of the Elders of Biluo Sword Valley, Gu Qingyun, burst into laughter, "Kid, did you co here in person today, not knowing you were headed for death?"
"Or do you think there's a way to survive?"
Chen Yang chuckled without a word.
"Don't know life from death, even now, facing your own demise you remain unaware?"
A middle-aged man beside him imdiately jumped out, echoing his sentints, pointing at Chen Yang and rebuking coldly, "If I were you, I'd be on my knees begging for a swift death."
Boom!!
Yang Hu raised his hand and slamd a palm down forcefully.
"Anyone else wanting to be a dog, please step forward so I can deal with you together."
Yang Hu bared his teeth in a smile, while scanning the crowd present, he pulled out a pair of gloves, slowly putting them on.
Hua Yunfei: "..."
The crowd: "..."
What kind of people are they?
Just two individuals, treating everyone present like air, too arrogant!!
However, despite their thoughts, no one moved recklessly, collectively watching the situation unfold silently.
The reason being none other than Chen Yang's incredibly intimidating aura, making them slightly apprehensive in the presence of unknown details.
Hence, the scene fell silent, the atmosphere froze.
Whoosh!
A warm breeze swept through.
Chen Yang reached out, catching a green leaf in the air, rolling it slowly between his fingers, playing with it finely without raising his head, speaking softly, "Everybody, how's the geomancy here?"
"As they say, facing north and south, with a mountain to your back and water at your face, is extrely auspicious."
Chen Yang lifted the leaf, examining it against the sunlight, continuing, "Therefore, this is a treasure spot, a perfect graveyard."
The crowd: "..."
Good gracious, implying he plans to kill all of them?
Moreover, treating them as fish on a chopping board, to be slaughtered at will?
Just as the crowd prepared to retaliate, a big figure from Qingyue Valley arrived, crashing into everyone's line of sight.
The big figure had already learned that his brother was crushed with a snap of the fingers, and in extre fury, cared little for the occasion, shouting angrily, "Who killed my brother?"
"I don't care who you are, stand out now, and don't think there's any chance of survival!"
The booming sound waves elicited a smirk from several people present.
Subsequently, everyone deliberately redirected their gazes towards Chen Yang, the implication clear.
"It's you!!"
A young man from Qingyue Valley, nad Ye Jinjiang, his enormous eyes staring directly at Chen Yang, with his carrot-thick finger pointing over.
Ye Jinzhou's big brother, Ye Jinjiang.
Rugged appearance, burly physique, even Yang Hu pales in comparison.
Aged around thirty-five or thirty-six.
Having rushed here non-stop after learning his younger brother was slain, not bothering to greet Gu Qingyun, apparently intending to kill Chen Yang first.
Brash, arrogant attitude, leaving people in disbelief.
Everyone present, including Gu Qingyun, enjoyed the show, each watching with interest.
This Ye Jinjiang isn't weak, a mainstay among Qingyue Valley's younger generation, where two-thirds of the people here couldn't last three moves against him.
"It's ." Chen Yang said.
"You're asking for death!!"
Ye Jinjiang laughed angrily, yet…
Clang!
Inside the hall, a sharp ray abruptly exploded, within a blink, embedding deeply in front of Ye Jinjiang, the force so strong and fast, the entire floor shattered into a myriad of cracks, resembling a broken mirror.
"You…"
Startled by the sudden scene, Ye Jinjiang looked up, seeing cold, indifferent eyes staring at him.
Just one glance.
A spontaneous shiver ran through Ye Jinjiang's heart.
"Qingyue Valley, huh? Is Red Lotus Valley only fit to crawl before you?" Chen Yang said with a grin, "Shall we have at it?"
Finishing his words, Chen Yang waved his hand, the Ancestral Sword rose from the ground, slashing towards Ye Jinjiang.
Ye Jinjiang's face changed drastically, drawing his saber, facing it head-on.
Sparks filled the sky, blossoming fiercely under the vault of the heavens.
Swish!
Though the saber planted swiftly, it couldn't withstand the massive impact, driving him backward several ters, carving a deep trench in the ground.
"With such ager strength, dare to speak so arrogantly, disdain Red Lotus Valley?" Chen Yang caught the rebounding Ancestral Sword, shaking his head.
Ye Jinjiang's fury peaked, this… who is this?
He killed his brother and now took initiative against him?
"You, you're Chen Yang?!"
As the fury subsided, Ye Jinjiang regained so composure, squinting his eyes, speaking in a deep voice.
Simultaneously, an intense fighting spirit erupted from him.
Swoosh.
A streak of cold light slashed across the void, directly towards Ye Jinjiang.
So swift, Ye Jinjiang didn't have ti to raise his saber, his chest was pierced.
Driven by imnse inertia, Ye Jinjiang was flung back dozens of ters, ultimately the Ancestral Sword pinned Ye Jinjiang, the remarkable youth from Qingyue Valley, dead against a wall.
"Szzz…"
At that mont, not just those present, even Gu Qingyun's pupils constricted, his hair standing on end.
This spectacle.
Too shockingly astonishing, beyond belief.
"..."
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