At this moment, Yang Chen felt a terrifying aura, suddenly coming towards him quickly.
His expression suddenly changed, and before he had time to think about it, he instantly activated the power of his bloodline, the Qianxuan Secret Technique was also activated instantly, and the Emperor's Sword was immediately unsheathed.
A powerful aura erupted from him.
Without any hesitation, he raised the Emperor's Sword and swung it in the direction of the burst of momentum.
However, as soon as he swung this sword, a white-haired figure rushed over like a ghost, easily dodged his Emperor's Sword, and suddenly landed with a palm.
"Bang!"
With a loud noise, Yang Chen felt that all his internal organs were displaced, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body was like a kite with broken strings, flying directly more than ten meters away and falling heavily to the ground.
"Brother Yang!"
Mo Qingtou was shocked and rushed towards Yang Chen.
At this moment, Yang Chen's face turned pale, his entire chest had sunken, and blood was gushing out from the corners of his mouth.
"Master, you are here!"
He Dongcheng and others looked at the white-haired old man and said excitedly.
The white-haired old man ignored He Dongcheng and others, but looked in the direction of Yang Chen and made a sound of surprise. It seemed that he did not expect that Yang Chen was not dead.
"Second Elder, are you going too far?"
After Mo Qingtou explored Yang Chen's injuries, he frowned and looked at the second elder and said.
He could see that if it weren't for Yang Chen's physical strength, the second elder's blow just now could have directly killed Yang Chen.
The second elder is a strong person at the peak of the sixth-grade heaven realm, while Yang Chen is just a young man with strength comparable to the late fifth-grade heaven realm.
The two of them were not on the same level at all, yet the second elder was so cruel.
The second elder snorted coldly, looked at Mo Qingtou displeasedly and said, "This man has shaken the Taoist heart of my Tianhai Sect disciples and should be punished!"
Mo Qingtou confronted him and said, "Just because Second Elder your disciples are unwilling to accept that they are weaker than Brother Yang and have shaken their Taoist heart, Second Elder will blame all this on Brother Yang?"
A sharp gleam flashed in the eyes of the second elder, but he did not dare to take action against Mo Qingtou. Mo Qingtou was the sect leader's beloved disciple, and he was extremely talented in martial arts. The sect leader regarded Mo Qingtou very seriously.
"Junior Brother Mo, since my master does this, he certainly has his reasons. As a junior, if you question my master like this, do you mean that you don't take my master seriously at all?"
He Dongcheng suddenly spoke.
Mo Qingtou glanced at He Dongcheng coldly and said coldly: "You'd better shut up. If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will challenge you next time in the sect competition!"
As soon as these words came out, He Dongcheng's expression suddenly changed and he quickly closed his mouth.
Every year, Tianhai Sect holds a sect competition, and in the competition, junior brothers are all qualified to challenge their senior brothers. He Dongcheng is older than Mo Qingtou and entered the sect earlier. He is considered Mo Qingtou's Junior brother.
If Mo Qingtou chooses to challenge He Dongcheng in the sect competition, He Dongcheng really has no reason to refuse.
In sect competitions, casualties are allowed.
With Mo Qingtou's current strength, if he really takes the competition seriously, even if he doesn't kill He Dongcheng, he can easily injure him seriously.
After Mo Qingtou threatened He Dongcheng, he looked at the second elder and said: "Brother Yang is an honored guest invited by the third elder after all. The second elder wants to put brother Yang to death because of a little conflict between the juniors. Isn't that right?" Didn’t you take the Third Elder seriously?”
