As the door closed, an old man with gray hair appeared in the center of the hall and spoke in an extremely solemn voice.
"Dear guests and friends, please be quiet. Welcome to the 50th birthday banquet of our master of the Divine Sword Sect. Now that the auspicious time has arrived, I announce that the birthday banquet has officially begun. Please invite our master."
Immediately, everyone below stood up, waiting for the sect leader to appear.
Of course, Ye Chen and the others did not stand. They were each sipping the wine in front of them, which also attracted the attention of many people around them.
A moment later, the sect master wearing a gorgeous dress appeared from behind the screen in the hall with steady steps, followed by the young sect master.
The two of them, with rosy faces and smiles, nodded to everyone present and arrived at the center of the banquet.
Immediately afterwards, the old man's solemn voice sounded again.
"Everyone, the sword sacrificial ceremony of our Divine Sword Sect has officially begun."
Then, someone slowly folded up the screen in the hall, revealing a large altar with a golden sword placed on it.
There is a futon for kneeling and worshiping below, which looks extremely solemn.
The ceremony of sacrificing the sword by the sect leader officially began. With his hands clasped together and a pious look on his face, he knelt down and worshiped the sword.
His eyes were firm and deep, as if he were telling the world about his life journey and future ambitions.
Afterwards, jars of fine wine were respectfully delivered to the sect leader by the disciples.
The sect leader took the wine glass and toasted to heaven and earth, with a smile of satisfaction and relief on his face.
As he raised the wine glass in his hand, all the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect shouted in unison.
"I wish the sect master a long life as long as Nanshan, and may you be as blessed as the East Sea!"
The sound echoed in the early morning valley, like a huge wave of unified people stirring up surging passion.
Immediately afterwards, everyone began to take their seats, changing cups and cups, and there was a lively scene.
Afterwards, it was time for everyone to present gifts to the sect master. They either presented carefully forged swords or presented precious medicinal materials that had been around for a long time.
However, the ones who contributed the most were countless young girls. Everyone knew the sect master’s hobbies and would of course do what he liked.
When the sect leader saw these beautiful women, the lustful smile on his face was clearly revealed.
Every gift presented to the sect master expresses their respect for the sect master, but more importantly, they express fear.
Amid the laughter and laughter of everyone, the sect leader’s birthday celebration officially began. The sumptuous banquet, exquisite snacks, and mellow wine made every guest present feel the "friendly enthusiasm" of Shen Dao Sect.
People sit together, talk about the past and the future, and share each other's joy and blessings.
Suddenly, Ye Chen stood up slowly, holding an exquisite gift box in his hand, and walked towards the main table where the sect leader was, followed by Xie Yanran and others.
Suddenly, the originally noisy scene became silent, and all eyes were fixed on the three beauties behind Ye Chen.
The three people's looks are astonishing, and their figures are graceful, like fairies in the sky, which makes people think of them.
When the sect leader, who was drinking happily, saw the three of them, his eyes widened and he fell into a slight daze.
The wine glass in his hand unknowingly slipped to the ground and shattered into pieces, without even realizing it.
After a while, several people came to the main table, and Ye Chen said with a playful smile.
"Sect Master, small gifts are not considered respectful, so please accept them with a smile."
Afterwards, Ye Chen handed the big brocade box to the sect leader and placed it on the table.
At this moment, after hearing Ye Chen's words, the sect leader woke up from his daze, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, looked at Ye Chen and said with a smile.
"Okay, now that you're interested, who are these three beauties behind you?"
Ye Chen saw the sect leader's glistening eyes and then said playfully.
"They are all my family members, Sect Master, don't you have any ideas?"
"Of course, these three beauties are beautiful and fragrant. If we can interact with them more often, this sect leader will definitely be extremely happy."
When Ye Chen heard the sect leader's words, his voice turned slightly cold and he said.
"Sect Master, I advise you not to have other ideas, because they will kill you."
Everyone was shocked when they heard Ye Chen's words, because Ye Chen said ominous words at such a festive banquet, which was a great disrespect to the sect leader.
The sect leader misunderstood his meaning and said with a lustful smile on his face.
"It doesn't matter, this sect leader is extremely happy to do this."
"Sect Master, don't you see what kind of gift we are giving?"
After hearing Ye Chen's words, the sect leader subconsciously opened the brocade box slowly.
Seeing what was inside, the sect master immediately jumped up from his seat and arrived not far away in an instant, his face instantly turned livid.
Everyone didn't know what was going on, but the brocade box slowly opened, revealing a bloody human head inside.
Everyone present screamed and stood up, looking at everything in front of them.
After everyone saw the face of the head clearly, they took a breath of cold air. This was the second elder of the Divine Sword Sect.
After thinking for a moment, the sect leader said in a deep voice.
"In the past two days, you were the ones who killed the deacons and disciples of our sect in Shen Dao City, right? Who are you? Why are you going against my Shen Dao sect?"
Ye Chen did not answer the sect leader's question, but spoke loudly to everyone present.
"Today is the 50th birthday of the sect master, and it is also the 50th anniversary of his death. Anyone who has nothing to do with the Divine Sword Sect must leave quickly. If he does not leave within ten breaths, he will be killed without mercy."
said a white-haired elder at the next table.
"How dare you dare to provoke our Shendao Sect, a young man who doesn't know life and death. I will send you back to the west first."
After saying that, his whole body's momentum was released, and the clutch mirror's initial cultivation level burst out, soared into the air, and punched Ye Chen directly.
Ye Chen stood on the spot, not moving at all, while Mo Gufeng behind him turned his palm into a knife and slashed directly at the elder, very fast, like a black lightning.
The elder was shocked and immediately retracted his fist and used his body-protecting energy to defend himself.
However, the moment the two sides came into contact, a dull sound was made.
Immediately afterwards, the black energy in Mo Gufeng's palm directly corroded the opponent's true energy.
In the blink of an eye, the elder's body defense was broken and he was just about to escape.
He only heard the sound of a knife entering flesh, and then saw his body slowly separating and falling to the ground, letting out a painful howl.
After a while, the elder closed his eyes and died.
This scene stunned everyone, and in an instant, screams filled the entire hall.
Ye Chen continued.
"Five breaths left"
Immediately, everyone ran towards the door, and for a moment, the entire hall was empty.
Suddenly, hundreds of people rushed in from outside the hall, and the darkness surrounded Ye Chen and the others.
Ye Chen raised his head and said lightly.
"The time is up, Gu Feng, kill everyone present without leaving any one behind."
After Mo Gufeng received Ye Chen's order, his whole body began to emit billowing demonic energy. A black magic knife appeared in his hand, and a terrifying bloody light burst out from his eyes.
Suddenly, Mo Gufeng disappeared from the spot and entered directly into the crowd.
Mo Gufeng dealt with these warriors like the difference between a giant and a baby. Mo Gufeng slashed the magic sword out, forming a huge black sword light and slashing towards the crowd.
In an instant, more than a dozen people were separated from their corpses by swords.
Seeing this terrifying scene, everyone knew that Mo Gufeng was an immortal cultivator, and many people began to want to quit.
At this moment, the young sect leader standing not far away had a gloomy face and said angrily.
"You bastard, you dare to massacre my disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, please stop now."
However, Mo Gufeng did not pause at all. He kept raising and lowering the knife. People fell to the ground and died in pain. The scene was extremely bloody.
These disciples began to flee in all directions, desperately shouting at the Immortal Master to spare their lives, but to no avail.
Seeing that Mo Gufeng didn't stop, the young sect leader flew up directly. A long knife appeared in his hand and slashed at Mo Gufeng with all his strength.
Mo Gufeng turned back and resisted with all his strength, and there was a loud sound of gold and iron clashing.
The young sect master is at the pinnacle of the Qi Dynasty Realm. However, in front of the powerful Mo Gufeng, there is no room for resistance.
The young sect master's sword was directly deflected by Mo Gufeng's magic sword. His hands were numb and he flew backwards.
However, Mo Gufeng flashed and appeared directly in front of the young sect master.
Seeing the enemy in front of him, Mo Gufeng remembered that his family had been killed, his wife had been humiliated to death, and his legs had been broken.
All kinds of hatred made Mo Gufeng's veins bulge, his eyes became extremely blood-red, and demonic energy billowed throughout his body.
He raised the long knife in his hand and slashed hard at the young sect leader.
Suddenly, a deep voice sounded.
"Master Immortal, don't hurt my son, please stop."
