Ye Chen was confused. Where did these smart people come from?
I don’t know you at all, why do you come here to find fault with me?
Ye Chen hasn't spoken yet.
But Song Ziwei said with a surprised look on her face: "Senior Brother Huang..."
"you……"
"Why are you here?"
He knew all these young Taoists.
Turning around quickly, he spoke softly to Ye Chen and said, "Mr. Ye, these people are all disciples of Master Xiao Daoyan."
"Xiao Daoyan?" Ye Chen looked confused.
I seem to have heard this name somewhere, but I definitely don’t recognize it.
So why are these guys looking for me?
"Miss Song, this matter has nothing to do with you. Today, we are going to teach this bastard Ye a lesson. I hope you won't interfere."
"Yes, Miss Song, my master has been a wise man throughout his life. However, this bastard named Ye dared to slander my master and steal the Night Pearl from your Jade Brocade Pavilion. He deserves death!"
"Ye, don't think that you won the championship in any martial arts competition. Moreover, you also know some rudimentary mystical skills, so you can talk nonsense. Today, if you don't give us a satisfactory explanation, we will chop you into pieces. Into meat sauce.”
While talking, these people pulled out their swords from behind and pointed them all at Ye Chen.
It seemed that if Ye Chen said something wrong, he would be killed on the spot.
"Your master? Xiao Daoyan? Ye Mingzhu?" These words came together, and Ye Chen finally remembered.
Back then, after he treated Song Ziwei, he saw that Yujin Pavilion had obtained a frost bead.
It's just that the frost bead was extremely evil, making the entire Song family restless.
Later, Song Ziwei and his father had no choice.
He invited Master Xiao Daoyan to take the frost bead and ask him to return the bead to the cemetery.
However, Ye Chen could tell that the bead was not returned to the cemetery at all.
Instead, it was embezzled by Master Xiao Daoyan himself.
Thinking about it, this group of people came to trouble me after hearing what I said at that time.
When I thought about it, these people were all disciples of the shameless Master Xiao Daoyan.
Ye Chen's expression turned cold instantly.
He said to several people in a cold voice: "In the past, many people pointed swords at me."
"However, they will either die or be disabled later on."
"Now, for Miss Song's sake."
"I'll give you three seconds to put your swords away."
"Then get out of here immediately."
"You bastard, how dare you..." These disciples suddenly became furious.
He waved the long sword in his hand and stabbed Ye Chen.
"Mr. Ye..." Song Ziwei screamed.
Ye Chen was too lazy to do anything and held Song Ziwei with one hand.
"Ha!" He suddenly opened his mouth.
Everyone felt like their eardrums had been exploded.
The young Taoists standing in front of Ye Chen were blown away instantly as if they were swept up by a Category 12 hurricane.
It flew a full twenty or thirty meters before landing heavily on the ground.
These young Taoists major in occult arts and occasionally practice martial arts.
The physical fitness may be better than that of ordinary people.
However, in front of Ye Chen, it was not worth mentioning at all.
These people were sent flying out by Ye Chen's roar.
He fell heavily to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.
Ye Chen pulled Song Ziwei forward and said calmly: "I gave them time to think about it, but they didn't cherish it."
"Isn't it obvious that they deserve a beating?"
Song Ziwei......
What you said is, give people three seconds to think about it.
However, as soon as you open your mouth, you tell people to go away. Isn't it obvious that you want to cause trouble?
Song Ziwei felt speechless for a while.
"Ziwei..."
The two of them had just taken a few steps forward when they heard a voice coming over.
Ye Chen and the other two turned around and saw two people walking over quickly not far away.
One of the young men was tall and handsome, and he was also wearing Ming Dynasty Hanfu.
Moreover, there is a green and green jasper pendant hanging on the waist.
He does have the appearance of a handsome nobleman from ancient times.
The other person was about fifty years old.
Wearing a yellow Taoist robe and carrying a long sword on his back, he looked quite immortal.
"Brother, Master Wang, why are you here?"
Song Ziwei was slightly startled and quickly stepped forward to greet the two of them.
This young nobleman's name is Song Yijun, and he is an adopted son adopted by Song Ziwei's father many years ago.
It is said that Song Ziwei's father and Song Yijun's father were once close friends of life and death.
Later, something happened to Song Yijun's father.
Song Ziwei's father also took Song Yijun into his home to raise him.
Because I am afraid that my family will treat me differently.
Therefore, Song Ziwei's father simply adopted the child as his adopted son.
For so many years, Song Ziwei's father has always treated the two of them equally.
Even better to Song Yijun.
The real Wang in front of him is named Wang Tiannan.
He is the younger brother of Fang Xiandao Xiao Daoyan.
Ever since Xiao Daoyan disappeared, Wang Tiannan Wang Zhenren was basically responsible for everything in the entire sect.
At this time, the two heard Song Ziwei's question.
Song Yijun smiled and said: "Previously, you said that you wanted to come to this ancient tomb to find out."
"So, I came here in advance to check out the spots."
"After understanding the situation, I can provide you with some help."
"Just now, Master Wang used his Qi-gazing technique to take a look, and he also said that the evil energy here is soaring."
"It's quite possible that it has something to do with your strange disease."
At this point, he pointed at Ye Chen and said, "This gentleman is..."
Before he finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of the young disciples lying on the ground not far away and wailing.
Song Yijun quickly stepped forward and helped everyone up.
He asked in surprise: "Senior Brother Huang, what's going on with you?"
Wang Tiannan also had a gloomy face and asked angrily: "I want you to guard the entrance of this mountain."
"But you ended up like this, what's going on?"
The young Taoists stood up from the ground.
The leader pointed at Ye Chen and said angrily: "Uncle Master, this guy is the bastard Ye Chen who insulted Master."
"We just want to seek justice for the master."
"But instead of apologizing, he actually attacked us."
"Uncle Master, you will never let this bastard off."
Several other disciples were also angry at Ye Chen and complained to Wang Tiannan.
After hearing the words of these disciples, Wang Tiannan's face instantly became even more ugly.
Staring at Ye Chen, he said angrily: "Ye, you insulted my senior brother earlier."
"We haven't settled the score with you yet."
"Today, you attacked our Immortal Dao disciples without any reason."
"You think that without my senior brother, there will be no one left in our Immortal Way, right?"
"Today, if you don't give me a satisfactory answer, I will let you see my sect's killing array!"
Without finishing his words, Wang Tiannan waved his hand fiercely.
He issued an order loudly, "Disciples, obey the order!"
"Set up the formation!"
