Chapter 70 I Accept All This Hatred and Resentment

"How dare you!"

"Bold!"

The Tianquan Sect disciples, led by Li Sen, were all furious after hearing Ye Chen's words.

This kid really doesn't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is!

Senior Brother Lin was generous and kind enough to give him a way out.

Unexpectedly, he actually dared to challenge!

In the sect competition, he was killed together with Senior Brother Lin?

Is there anything more ridiculous than this?

Who do you think you are? I'm afraid you are not even worthy of carrying Senior Brother Lin's shoes!

The emotions in Ye Chen's pupils became deeper and stronger.

A hint of arrogance then rose at the corner of his mouth.

Then, he turned and left.

Standing between heaven and earth, his back looked extremely arrogant under the night.

"Ye Chen, are you okay?"

Mu Wushuang's eyes were filled with tears, and he quickly took out the healing ointment from the ring and applied it on Ye Chen.

"It's okay, I'm not going to die yet."

The fierce look in Ye Chen's eyes gradually dissipated.

However, the fighting spirit and the desire for the sword in his heart became more and more intense.

I will take all this hatred and resentment!

Don't worry, I won't wait too long.

In the sect competition, I will kill Su Aoxue and you, Lin Wudong!

If I can't do this, I, Ye Chen, will never touch the sword again in my life!

Halfway up the mountain.

"Brother Lin, this kid just provoked you like that and said such treasonous words, why did you let him go? And you, brother, also affirmed his talent. What if this kid makes rapid progress in the next two months..."

Li Sen looked puzzled, and he was still puzzled in his heart.

If it were me, I would never give Ye Chen any chance.

Before he could provoke me, I would kill him!

So far, it's all over.

The probability of letting the tiger go back to the mountain is completely eliminated.

"You don't understand."

Lin Wudong put his hands behind his back and said softly, "The entire land of the Hundred Kingdoms finally produced a potential seedling. How can we not make good use of it?"

Hmm?

Suddenly, Lin Wudong seemed to notice something and slowly turned his eyes.

At the entrance of the cave, there stood a young man covered in wounds.

He limped out, his face looked a little pale, which was a sign of excessive blood loss.

Lin Wudong's eyes focused for a moment. He didn't have too many deep impressions of this kid.

Unexpectedly, he could force his way out of the group of Yin corpses.

This young man was naturally Chen Le. He resolutely chose to follow Ye Chen's pace at that time. Although he was a little slower, the Yin corpses in front were almost all cleaned up by Ye Chen, so there was no danger along the way.

Only when he escaped from the last fork in the road, he was scratched on the leg by a Yin corpse.

He used his best to perform the air-breaking fist technique, and only then did he shake off the Yin corpse and escape forcibly.

If Ye Chen had not told him this in advance, Chen Le would have died in the ancient tomb ruins like other disciples.

Whenever he thought of this, he was shocked by Lin Wudong's cruelty in his heart.

"Brother Lin."

Chen Le hurriedly clasped his fists, "There are many Yin corpses causing trouble in this ancient tomb ruins."

Although he was a bit honest, he was not stupid.

Everything that happened was obviously the work of Lin Wudong.

If he wanted to survive, he had to pretend that he knew nothing.

"Really."

Lin Wudong said indifferently, "The Yin corpse is itself a part of the ancient tomb ruins. Although I am an arbitrator, I cannot forcibly break the rules. I believe that the elite disciples of our ten sects will eventually fight their way out."

The corners of Chen Le's mouth twitched wildly for a few times.

Fight their way out?

Are you kidding?

The weakest of the Yin corpses inside is at the half-step Xuan realm.

These monsters are simply slaughtering in the ancient tomb ruins!

In this half hour, the more than one hundred disciples who entered it are probably almost dead.

Those who can finally escape are rare... No, I'm afraid no one can escape!

So cruel, so cruel!

Chen Le's heart is trembling slightly.

This time, more than a dozen disciples of the Zhenwu Sect also entered it.

On the way to escape, he witnessed seven or eight corpses of his fellow disciples.

This time, the loss was heavy!

It was really humiliating.

But Chen Le didn't dare to say a word, he could only bow his head deeply.

The instigator was right in front of him. With his powerful strength, he could crush him with just one thought.

Being able to pick up this life from the abyss is a gift from Ye Chen.

It must not be thrown away easily.

"Senior Brother Lin is right."

Chen Le's hands were shaking, and he almost bit his teeth to pieces.

Suddenly, a mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat, but he swallowed it back.

Another half an hour passed.

When Lin Wudong opened his eyes again, all the tiny cries for help that he had heard had disappeared, and the entire ancient tomb ruins returned to silence, and you could hear a pin drop.

They should all be dead, right?

The corners of his mouth slowly drew an arc.

This game was indeed satisfying.

It was a pity that Ye Chen didn't fall into the trap.

But it didn't matter, anyway, he could still jump around for two months at most.

The sect competition, under the attention of everyone, was the death date of Ye Chen!

The sky gradually brightened.

The sound of speeding through the air was heard in the distance, and several figures rushed over.

The figures of these people fell to the ground like meteorites.

The leader was Kong Xian, the elder of the Wind Sword Sect.

Behind him were the elders of various sects.

"Lin Wudong, I received many messages asking for help before, what's going on!"

Kong Xian roared loudly, and a burst of anger flashed in his pupils.

Due to the limitations of the ancient tomb ruins, the messages for help were intermittent and could not even form a complete sentence.

Various screams were mixed in.

Not only Kong Xian, but other elders of the sect also received the distress signals from their disciples.

For a time, they rushed over from all over.

Lin Wudong looked indifferent, "Elders, what happened inside, you will know when you go in."

There was arrogance in his voice, and he didn't even think of explaining.

Tough and strong.

Now he, Lin Wudong, is the strongest man in the land of Hundred Countries. How could he still have half a respect for these so-called elders of the sect?

Even if he tore his face with everyone, he didn't care.

Kong Xian was shocked, and then clenched his fists.

This Lin Wudong was so arrogant!

It seems that in addition to Qingxuan Sect, Tianquan Sect is also a big threat!

Lin Wudong and Su Aoxue are both rare talents in the Hundred Kingdoms. If they are allowed to grow up, how can other sects have a foothold in the entire Hundred Kingdoms?

Especially the Wind Sword Sect, which will be hit by an unprecedented impact.

"Let me go in and take a look!"

Kong Xian's figure flashed, and his figure rushed into the ruins of the ancient tomb like a sharp sword.

The next second, a dull explosion of spiritual energy erupted inside, as if two air waves collided fiercely.

Then, Kong Xian's horrified voice sounded.

"Human Xuan Realm Yin Corpse!"