Two hundred and thirty people, it is impossible to support the entire battlefield. But as a knife tip, it is completely sufficient.

And now, the direction pointed by the tip of this sword is the very center of the evil sect's army.

There, a dignified young man in gray hung quietly, ignoring everything around him, as if all the changes that had just happened were not enough to surprise him.

However, if you look closely, you will find that this indifferent expression will faintly exude a trace of killing intent when it moves towards Ye Haochuan.

Beside this young man, there was also a fair woman. Although she is masked, she can judge from the aura of this figure that this is definitely a top beauty.

It's just that unlike the killing intent in the young man's eyes, her eyes when she looked at Ye Haochuan were full of entanglement and struggle.

These two people were identified as the targets of the Xuanmen's attack this time, just because they were the highest officials of the Evil Sect here.

In this impact, Ye Haochuan is still the tip of the sword. However, at this time, he was not alone, but with the old sect master of the Phantom Sound Pavilion.

The peak cultivator of the Evil Sect Yuanying who was originally entangled with the old sect master, after Ye Haochuan rushed in, seemed to feel the crisis and quickly retreated.

This made Ye Haochuan a little regretful, he believed that with the old sect master on the side, even if the other party had other monks to cover, he would still be able to kill him in one fell swoop.

However, it was precisely because of the retreat of this Yuanying peak monk that the resistance of the evil sect here fell in an instant, and he was beaten by the Xuanmen and had no power to fight back.

In just ten minutes, this sharp sword, led by Ye Haochuan and the old sect master, pierced dozens of miles.

The middle army of the evil sect was completely chaotic, and a trace of defeat emerged. Although the two flanks were not attacked, they were also in an uproar because of the changes in the Chinese army.

Seeing that people's hearts were already unstable, the gray-clothed young man finally spoke up and mobilized the second platoon of troops to step forward to stabilize his position. And he himself also slowly floated out, leading the other two Yuanying peak cultivators to meet them.

These two monks at the peak of the Yuan Infant, one was the black-clothed monk who had faced Ye Yan before, and the other was dressed in blue, who was entangled with the old sect master before retreating.

The black-clothed monk was fine, but the blue-clothed monk retreated in fear, feeling that his face was dull, and his gloomy face at this time was full of strength to save face.

With the arrival of the three of them, the morale of the evil sect rebounded rapidly, making the offensive of Ye Haochuan and the others pause.

"Ye Haochuan, let's meet again!" The man in gray stepped forward and did not rush to make a move, but said loudly, "I have to say, you are indeed a rare rival, and you can impress me every time!"

"You're not bad, it's only been a few days, and you're at the peak of your infancy!" Ye Haochuan pouted and smiled.

"Speaking of which, it's thanks to you!" the gray-clothed young man smiled slightly and said, "If it weren't for the fact that you almost made my soul fly away last time, I might not have inspired my previous life cultivation and returned to my peak state." ”

"What does it mean to restore the cultivation of the previous life?" Ye Haochuan said with a curious expression.

The gray-clothed monk didn't seem to be in a hurry to attack and kill at all, like an old friend catching up on the old days, and slowly said to Ye Haochuan: "It's okay to tell you now." I was originally the first elder of the previous generation of hellfire, and my cultivation had already reached the peak of the Yuanying, and my combat power had few opponents in hellfire.

However, after the battle with Liu Xianglan, the body was annihilated and the soul was also severely damaged. As a last resort, I can only be reborn with the help of the forbidden art of the Xuanming Sect and start all over again. ”

Grasping grass, the forbidden technique of rebirth, isn't that against the sky?

Ye Haochuan's jaw almost fell to the ground.

He could probably guess that among the people who besieged Liu Xianglan thirty years ago, there was this guy. In the battle with Liu Xianglan, he and Liu Xianglan were both defeated, and even the injuries looked similar.

It's just that Liu Xianglan doesn't have such a forbidden rebirth, so she can only place her soul on Vermilion Bird Peak and slowly recuperate.

However, this method of rebirth seems to be extremely costly. The cultivation of the whole body has completely dissipated, and the cultivation of the soul must be cultivated from the beginning, and the soul must also start to cultivate from childhood.

Now that we have been born again, everything that was born before should be dissipated. But this guy's luck is also through the sky, and in a crisis that almost collapsed his soul, not only did he not die, but he also accidentally regained his cultivation in his previous life.

This time, even Ye Haochuan was a little red-eyed. If he also has such good luck, there is no use in cultivating hard.

"Since you thank me so much, what else are you fighting, hurry up and take someone back!" Ye Haochuan said with a smile.

The gray-clothed young man's face sank slightly, and he sneered: "Thank you is naturally grateful, but my thank you gift, I'm afraid you won't be able to accept it." ”

"Seeing how ugly you look, you know that you definitely can't give anything good as a thank you gift. Unsightly thank you, don't do it!" Ye Haochuan said with an indifferent expression.

"Then what if, I have to give this thank you gift today?" said the gray-clothed young man with compassion.

Ye Haochuan gouged out his ears and pouted: "If you want to send it, just give me the beautiful woman next to you just now, I don't want anything else!"

"When death is imminent, you dare to blaspheme the saint, you don't know life and death, I'm afraid that you are the only one in this world, Ye Haochuan!" The gray-clothed young man's face sank and he snorted coldly.

Hehe, this saint in your eyes, but she has been seen and touched by the master, okay?

Ye Haochuan chuckled in his heart, but he was very "dissatisfied" and said: "I won't send this or that, you are so insincere in thanking you!"

The gray-clothed young man smiled and said, "Ye Haochuan, you don't have to pretend to be confused with me. What I'm going to send today is to send you to the Yellow Spring!"

"Hey, if you are not ashamed of your revenge, you are the only one who is proud of it!" Ye Haochuan shook his head and "laughed".

"I'm curious, who gave you the confidence to make you so fearless until now?"

The gray-clothed young man said disdainfully: "Could it be this group of women behind you? If that's the case, I can only say that you are really too naïve." ”

"You really think too much!" Ye Haochuan said with a smile, "Defeating you has long become my daily routine, who else do you need to rely on? Have you forgotten how you were almost killed by me again and again in the base of the Xuanyuan Sect in Haishan, in the Cilei Yuan Realm, and in the Imperial Capital?"

When the gray-clothed young man heard this, a trace of annoyance finally appeared on his face, and he shouted: "Do you think that I am still the same as I was at the beginning? Ye Haochuan, it will definitely be you who will die this time!"

"Growing up ants, aren't they ants?" Ye Haochuan smiled disdainfully, "Anyway, the master has defeated you many times, and not more than once." ”

"You ......" The young man in gray only felt tightness in his chest, and almost had internal injuries. Facts have once again proved that if you want to defeat Ye Haochuan in words, it is almost a fantasy.

Seeing him like this, Ye Haochuan smiled again "disdainfully", and said: "I said, whether you can fight or not, after talking nonsense for a long time, the audience is about to fall asleep!"

(End of chapter)