The night in Nanchu is quiet and quiet, but there is a bloody smell floating in the air.

There was a rustling sound in a dark forest, which seemed particularly clear in the quiet night.

This was a bloody figure, holding a blood-stained sword in his hand, staggering, with blood-colored footprints behind him. Every step he took seemed extremely difficult because he was too seriously injured.

With the faint moonlight, you can still see the flesh-and-blooded face.

If this person looks carefully, isn’t it Yang Dingtian, the head of Hengyue?

thump!

Yang Dingtian stepped out and fell tiredly under a rock.

"Is this the Hengyue that we have tried our best to protect?" Jingjing looked at the void, Yang Dingtian's eyes were filled with tears, but he smiled, laughing very sadly. In the dark night, he was tired and vicissitudes.

He was chased and fled all the way. He was exhausted and finally realized that the person who was chasing him was the Hengyue Sect whom he had tried his best to protect.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Soon, the cold wind whistled in the mountains and forests, and the divine rainbows continued in the void, surrounded from all directions, each covered in black robes, with one leader, Ge Hong, the first Yang Peak in the outer gate of Hengyue Sect.

Seeing this, Yang Dingtian stood up staggeringly with the support of the Killing Sword.

"Senior Brother, you're easy to find me!" Ge Hong held the killing sword and revealed two rows of white teeth. In the dark night, his smile was hideous and terrifying, like a demon from hell.

"Who is going to kill me, is it Yin Zhiping or Tongxuan?" Yang Dingtian tried hard to stand still, looking at Ge Hong with dim eyes.

"Is there any difference?" Ge Hong spread his hands casually and smiled fiercely. "The Holy Son said on the first day he succeeded as the acting leader. You group of rebellious people intend to rebel, kill those who should be killed, oh by the way..."

Speaking of this, Ge Hong also patted his forehead, "Master, he also said that as the former head of Hengyue, you know too many secrets. If you betray this to other forces, it would be bad."

"If you want to add a crime, there is no reason to worry." Yang Dingtian was not angry or roaring, and was a little scary.

"Come on, senior brother, I'll take you on the way." Ge Hong smiled, his eyes cold, and he suddenly slapped out with a palm.

Yang Dingtian gritted his teeth, and the dispersed spiritual power gathered forcibly, gathered on his palm, and blasted out with one palm.

Bang!

The two seals collided, and roared, and the huge rocks around them shattered one after another, and the ancient trees around them were cut in half due to an invisible halo. The place became much empty in an instant.

puff!

Yang Dingtian vomited blood and retreated. He was exhausted and could not even exert 20% of his combat power.

Zheng!

With the sound of Killing Sword, Ge Hong penetrated the space with one sword, heading towards Yang Dingtian, as if he didn't want to give Yang Dingtian a chance to breathe.

Seeing Juesha stabbing, Yang Dingtian staggered for a moment, but there was no extra move, because he could no longer raise a trace of spiritual power, and Ge Hong Juesha's sword could not escape.

As life and death died, Yang Dingtian smiled again, laughing sadly, closed his eyes slightly, and two lines of blood and tears passed through his tired face.

Zheng!

Another sword was roaring, but the bloody scene of Yang Dingtian's body being pierced through did not happen.

When Yang Dingtian subconsciously opened his eyes.

As he saw a hand and a golden hand, the sword that Ge Hong stabbed was firmly held in his hand by the golden hand. No matter how hard Ge Hong put in force, he could not stab it in half.

Subconsciously, Yang Dingtian went to see the owner of the Golden Hand. He was a young man wearing a mask. His black hair was like a waterfall. The cold wind lifted his black hair. He could clearly see the blood-seeking word "名" on his right forehead.

Bang!

While he was dying, Ge Hong was already shocked.

"Who are you?" Ge Hong looked at Ye Chen with fierce eyes, with a very ferocious expression. "I am from Hengyue Sect. It's better not to worry about it, otherwise my Holy Son will get angry and you will die miserably."

"Kill, no one is left." The response to Ge Hong was just Ye Chen's faint sentence.

Suddenly, there were strong winds whistling from all directions, and divine rainbows appeared. The rolling murderous aura drowned the forest. The pressure seemed too strong, so that the peaks collapsed inch by inch.

"This..." Feeling the terrifying pressure from all directions, Ge Hong suddenly changed his expression.

ah....!

Soon, a scream rang out, and a bloody head had fallen from the sky.

Seeing this, Ge Hong was full of fear and turned around immediately and was about to escape, but he was slapped back by Gu Santong and his palm.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Next, blood flowers bloomed, and a figure fell into the void, all of which were killed by a move. The bloody scene seemed very dazzling and shocking under the darkness.

After less than three breaths, everyone except Ge Hong was killed.

"Thank you for your help, fellow Taoists." Seeing everyone coming, Yang Dingtian staggered for a moment.

"Master." Ye Chen hurried forward and helped Yang Dingtian.

"Master?" Such a familiar voice made Yang Dingtian, whose eyes were dim, suddenly raised his head and looked at Ye Chen.

"I am Ye Chen!" Ye Chen had already brushed his hand and put away the ghost mask, revealing the beautiful face and the tears that were still flashing in his eyes, "Ye Chen, here we are back."

Yang Dingtian's body trembled, he stared at Ye Chen's face in a daze, and his blood-stained hands couldn't help but touch them.

"You...you are still alive." Yang Dingtian's eyes were filled with tears in his eyes, as the peak powerhouse of Kongming Realm.

"If the King of Hell doesn't accept me, I'll be back." Ye Chen smiled, and put a hand on Yang Dingtian's shoulder. Then the immortal fire and true energy were poured into his body at the same time to help him refine the strange power remaining in his body and replenish the spiritual power that I had exhausted due to the bloody battle.

"You are still alive." Yang Dingtian still looked at him intently, thinking it was an illusion, but the warm air flow in his body made him know that this was reality.

Soon, Ye Chen took back his palm and stuffed a spiritual pill into Yang Dingtian's mouth. Then he raised his hand and grabbed Ge Hong, who was bleeding from not far away.

"Elder Ge Hong, what a coincidence!" Ye Chen turned around and looked at Ge Hong with a playful look on his face.

"You...Ye...Ye Chen..." But seeing Ye Chen's true face, Ge Hong's eyes suddenly became prominent, his pupils shrank to the size of a needle point, and he looked at Ye Chen with incredulous expression, "No...Impossible, this is impossible."

"Nothing is impossible." Ye Chen sneered, and one palm was pressed on Ge Hong's Tianling cover.

Then, the Secting God Skills Technique was operating, and a powerful and aggressive force poured into Ge Hong's mind.

ah....!

Soon, a shrill scream echoed through the mountains and forests. Ge Hong's seven orifices were bleeding, his face was twisted in pain, and his head was about to explode. All his memories in his life were plundered strongly.

Seeing Ge Hong like this, Yang Dingtian on the side did not have any sympathy. Once upon a time, his junior brother of his classmates had sympathy for him.

Three or five seconds later, Ge Hong collapsed weakly to the ground, gasping violently.

With the success of the God Search, Ye Chenwei suddenly opened his eyes, and his cold murderous intent collapsed in an instant. The cold light in his eyes seemed to be as solid as the substance, "Yin Zhiping, Tongxuan, Qingyun Sect, Zhengyang Sect, Qi Family, Wang Family..."

"Give me aside, spare me aside." Ge Hong had already crawled on the ground and begged for mercy in horror, "It's all Yin Zhiping, it's him who instructed us."

"Then you go down and wait for him first!" Ye Chen snorted coldly, raised his hand and slapped Ge Hong's head to pieces.

After destroying Ge Hong, Ye Chen took out dozens of jade slips with his hands and imprinted the many intelligences separated from Ge Hong's memory.

"Let's take action separately!" Ye Chen distributed dozens of jade slips to Zhong Jiang, Hong Chenxue and the others, "You must take them back safely."

"Look!" Everyone smiled and turned around and disappeared in an instant.

"Ye...Ye Chen, those people are..." Yang Dingtian glanced at the people who left, and then looked at Ye Chen. With his vision, he could naturally see that those quasi-tian realm cultivators were all real and more than a dozen! They all followed Ye Chen's orders.

"Master, come back and say something, I'll go and save people first." Ye Chen smiled and turned around and disappeared.

After he left, several men in black robes flashed out of the darkness and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Yang, the Holy Lord has ordered us to escort you to Qianqiu Ancient City first."

"Holy...Holy Lord?"

: Old book friends who added "The Emperor of Immortal Martial Arts" to the bookshelf before May 3, check whether their chapters have been refreshed, and compare them with this chapter (Chapter 275: The Legend of the Host). If they are right, then the chapter is correct. If they are not, then the chapter is not refreshed.

The solution that doesn't match: delete "The Emperor of Immortal Martial Arts" from the bookshelf, and then add "The Emperor of Immortal Martial Arts" to the bookshelf.

In April, I modified "The Emperor of Immortal Martial Arts" to avoid the confusion of watching it. I still hope that everyone will watch it from Chapter 261 and update it to wherever you see it! Just treat it as boring and revisit the plot.
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