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Under the night sky, it is not quiet.

Looking down from the air, the Zhao army marched at night and was summoned by an imperial edict.

The people led by Qin Xiong also rushed into villages, and the noisy sound was inevitable. However, when they heard that it was an imperial edict, the villagers naturally did not dare to disobey and temporarily left their hometown with the Zhao army in an orderly manner.

At the same time, the sound of war horses neighing in various parts of Zhao State also sounded, and trucks of fire Lin were sent to all parts of the country at night. Wherever people live, fire Lin would be sprinkled with evil spirits.

At this moment, among the stretching mountains of Zhao State, an old man in purple robe sat cross-legged on the top of a towering mountain peak.

This man is skinny and as thin as a hair, but has red hair and bloody all over his body, which is very strange. If he looks at his eyes carefully, he will definitely be scared, because it is a pair of gloomy eyes like a demon.

A three-meter-sized alchemy furnace was suspended beside him, and the blood-colored flames burned in the alchemy furnace.

"Old guy, do you know who I am? I am the third lady of the Shangguan family in Dongyue." A cold shout sounded, and it actually came from the alchemy furnace, and it was quite famous.

"The Shangguan Family of Dongyue." The old man in purple robe heard it, but he just smiled disdainfully, and his eyes looked even more gloomy.

"I advise you to let me go, otherwise my Shangguan family will definitely not let you go."

"Noisy." The old man in purple robe snorted coldly, waved his sleeve and shot a blood light into the alchemy furnace, sealing the man inside, and said gloomy, "When I refine the blood-devouring Yuan Pill, I will be the first to destroy your Shangguan family."

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At night, Ye Chen rode the clouds of immortal fire and landed in an ancient town.

"Hurry, hurry up, bring the kids."

"Don't take your belongings with me, leave with the army at a speed."

As soon as it fell, Ye Chen heard the sounds one after another.

From a distance, the figures in this ancient town were motivated, and soldiers wearing armor ran back and forth, picking out the villagers from house to house, and then sending them to the carriage arranged in advance to move them elsewhere.

After an hour, the ancient town was already empty.

"Super Immortal." Qin Xiong walked over and bowed respectfully to Ye Chen. "The villagers of several villages have moved out, and people within a radius of fifty miles have also been sent to the north."

"You are not slow to move!" Ye Chen smiled slightly.

"Is the Supreme Immortal here to wait for the rabbit?" Qin Xiong looked at Ye Chen tentatively.

"There's no way! I'm only one person, and I can't do anything." Ye Chen smiled helplessly, "Since they're going to come to this village sooner or later, I'll wait for them here."

"I am willing to leave a helping immortal." Qin Xiong looked at Ye Chen with a decisive look on his face.

Ye Chen waved his hand and smiled, "In the mortal kingdom, you are a powerful general, but this time you can't participate in the matter. I appreciate your kindness, leave!"

Qin Xiong had no choice but to bow and turn around and leave, but was stopped by Ye Chen again.

"General Qin, ask you for personal information."

Qin Xiong was stunned. He didn't expect that the immortal in his eyes would ask him for information. However, even so, he still looked respectful, "Present Immortal, please tell me."

"It was about ten years ago! There was a boy named Yang Fan, you have heard of it." Ye Chen said the name of Brother Ali, but he still wanted to inquire about the whereabouts of the weak girl.

"Of course I've heard it." Qin Xiong nodded, but sighed, his face full of remembrance, as if he remembered the past a long time ago, "Ten years ago, I was not the General of Zhao, but just a small captain. The young man named Yang Fan is a soldier of my Huwei Army."

Speaking of this, Qin Xiong looked a little sad, "Although he is still a child, he is very brave in fighting. Only once in a war with Wei State, he was unfortunately captured. Three hundred thousand Wei troops arrived at Hulao Pass in Zhao State. As a prisoner, he was hung in front of the Wei State army, and his flesh and bones were cut off by someone."

Qin Xiong said, his fists couldn't help but clenched, and his eyes, which had been through vicissitudes, still contained tears that had never shed.

Ye Chen was silent, just listening quietly.

"I, Qin Xiong, have left the deepest impression on me throughout my life, with only two, and the boy named Yang Fan is one of them." Qin Xiong said in tears, "He is only fifteen years old! Ling Chi, who was stabbed by a knife, never screamed in pain, and even laughed openly when he died."

Why!

Ye Chen sighed. The facts were indeed as he expected. A Li's brother was indeed no longer alive. Poor that weak little girl, after waiting for ten years, even though she turned into a soul, she was still waiting for her brother.

He could imagine how tragic the scene was, the young man who was only fifteen years old, killed by the most cruel torture.

Inexplicably, Ye Chen felt a sense of sadness.

This world is so cruel. The battles between mortal kingdoms and the cold battlefields are buried.

The world of monks is not the same. It looks bright and beautiful, but it is always in danger of death.

Qin Xiong left, his tough back seemed a little lonely. He was the general of Zhao who held millions of soldiers, but this supreme position was exchanged for the blood of many Zhao soldiers.

Why!

Looking at Qin Xiong's departure, Ye Chen sighed again.

When Qin Xiong's figure completely disappeared from sight, he took action, turned over and jumped onto a small attic on the second floor, covered the window, concealed his breath, and quietly waited for the arrival of the evil forces.

The night sky is pitch black, with only a few stars, shining with dim stars.

Time is waiting for the slow passage and approaching the child infinitely.

After all, Ye Chen, who was hiding in the second floor attic, narrowed his eyes slightly and saw several ghostly figures rushing into the ancient town. He was wearing bloody clothes, covered with a ghost head mask, and his body was filled with bloody aura. What could be seen was their eyes, gloomy and bloodthirsty.

"It's indeed a blood witch." A cold light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, but he did not appear immediately.

"Two True Yang Realms, Ten People's Yuan Realms." After glanced at the blood witches, Ye Chen quickly saw the cultivation of this evil force. "The lineup is not small, no wonder the disciple Hengyue, who is the national teacher in Zhao State, died tragically."

"Why is there no one?" Ye Chen was thinking, and the twelve people below gathered together from all directions.

"Go to the next village." The thin blood witch in the lead immediately ordered to leave the ancient town and go to the next village.

However, at this moment, Ye Chen, who was hiding in the attic, moved, like a ghost killing him, and Ling Tian slashed him with a palm.

puff!

Immediately, a blood witch from the Human Yuan Realm was split in half on the spot.

"Cultivator." The sudden scene made the remaining blood witch separate immediately and surrounded Ye Chen in the center. However, when he realized that Ye Chen had only the human Yuan realm of cultivation, he showed a gloomy and bloodthirsty smile again.

"Be good, I'll give you a happy way to die." Ye Chen looked at the blood witches coldly.

"Human Yuan Realm, seeking death." One of the blood witches in the True Yang Realm snorted coldly, like a blood wind whistling. When he raised his hand, he was a big handprint. On the handprint, there was also a blood-colored witch pattern depicting it.

Seeing this, Ye Chen did not retreat but advanced, and Shashan punched him strongly, causing the blood witch in the True Yang Realm to vomit blood and retreat with one blow.

Many blood witches were shocked and said, "Go together."

Immediately, eleven blood witches surrounded them.

Ye Chen sneered and took out the Chixiao Sword with a clang. The fairy fire then wrapped around the Chixiao Sword. The blood witch belongs to the Yin, and the fairy fire and even the most yang thing, it would be better to use the fairy fire to restrain the blood witch.

Sure enough, the appearance of the golden immortal fire made many blood witches subconsciously stagnate.

In this short moment, Ye Chen had moved, and his mysterious body movements were shuttled between a blood witch. Every time he made a move, one person's head was cut off by his sword. When he stopped, he was left with only two blood witches with the cultivation level of the True Yang Realm.
Chapter completed!