The two walked out of the room, only to see that in addition to the eight guards led by Ye Chen, there were twelve masked people in black robes in the courtyard at this moment.

Between the surging of Xuan Qi, Ye Chen's complexion was also a little dignified. Among the guards assigned to by the Ye family, there are two Xuanzhi nine-rank martial artists, and the opposite group has six nine-rank Xuanzhi, and the strength of the remaining six martial artists is not lower than that of Xuanzhi Wupin.

With a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, Ye Chen slowly walked in front of the guards.

"I didn't expect that I, Ye Chen, a small six-rank mystic, would be able to attract so many eyes, tsk, I don't know which family you are from? Xue family, Wang family, or Xiao family?"

"Ye Gongzi is very courageous, he can still talk and laugh between life and death, but let you speculate in every way, I am afraid that today's game will be inescapable. The first of the black-clothed warriors arched his hand, his narrow eyes revealing a bloodthirsty smile, and the long sword in his hand exuded a cold glow.

"Oh, it's not certain if I can't escape it, but I'm afraid you're going to die today. "The Yanyang Sword appeared in his hand, even if the number of black-clothed martial artists was more than his own side, but now his strength was completely outburst and not inferior to any Nine Rank Xuan, and even far worse, this battle, I, Ye Chen, have no fear!

"Up!"

Smiling sarcastically, the black-clothed warrior didn't want to talk nonsense, the long sword was unsheathed, and the two Nine Rank Cultivators rushed straight at Ye Chen.

Seeing that the Nine Rank Xuanshi on the opposite side spontaneously divided into three teams, the corners of Ye Chen's mouth also showed a faint smile. It seems that the information of this group of people is not perfect, and the two Nine Rank Xuanmen have already solved it themselves in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range.

The sword momentum lingered, Ye Chen spread the sword domain around him, and as the light on the Yanyang Sword overflowed, Ye Chen actually rushed out first.

"Dayblade!"

The dark red sword slashed out, Ye Chen held the sword and fought hard with a black-clothed warrior, with the suppression of the sword domain, in the surprised eyes of the black-clothed warrior, Ye Chen's sword actually forced him back a few steps one after another.

The men in black naturally knew Ye Chen's sword momentum, but they didn't know about the existence of the sword domain at all. The pupils shrank, and the two Nine Rank Mystery Masters glanced at each other, and the Xuan Qi fluctuated violently, only to see that their long swords were also shining with two different colors of light.

"Hejian? Wang family!"

Seeing the steps of the two black-clothed warriors, Ye Chen also exclaimed abruptly, in Cangyue City, the Xiao and Wang families are the bottom of the five major families, but since they are the five major families, they naturally have their own uniqueness, the combined sword cultivated by the elders of the Wang family, and the powerful ruler of the Xiao family, these are all martial arts that have left a great reputation in countless life and death battles.

Taking a step back, Ye Chen dodged the sword of the black-clothed warrior on the left, and in the blink of his eyes, the long sword on the right had already stabbed to his side, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, Ye Chen's figure disappeared abruptly, and under the speed of the Seven Star Steps, even the onlookers of the combined sword could hardly hurt him in the slightest.

The eyes of the two Wang family mysteries were also awe-inspiring, although they had heard that Ye Chen was good at a powerful speed-type martial art, but it was not until this moment of battle that the two of them knew how fast this martial art was. In the past, with the subtlety of the sword technique and the speed of the sword step, the two of them could easily torture and kill the enemy, but today's battle will obviously not be too easy.

The figure swept to the side, and the smile on the corner of Ye Chen's mouth was even better, just this speed can't keep up, my seven-star step has already been completed. The figure flickered, and the words within the seven stars were at the top of the line was vividly expressed at Ye Chen's current speed, and another sword trick was slashed out.

Looking at Ye Chen, who appeared beside him in an instant, the black-clothed martial artist of the Wang family obviously didn't have time to react, and the horizontal sword blocked, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out. A little surprise flashed in the eyes of another Nine Rank Xuan, and then the surprise turned into indifference, today's opportunity may be difficult to encounter in the future, even if it is the same death today, Ye Chen's son must die here. The Wang family has a deep grudge with this son, and if he grows up, the future Wang family may suffer great trouble.

A little coldness flashed in his eyes, Ye Chen was about to continue the pursuit, and slashed the nine-rank mystic in front of him in one fell swoop, but another nine-rank mystic of the Wang family suddenly appeared behind him, dodging the sword, Ye Chen's eyes full of murderous intent focused on the two of them. When the Xuanhuang liquid was collected, it was also the people of the Xiao family and the Wang family who shot it, and this time it was assassinated, and the people who came turned out to be the Xiao and Wang families, the only thing that made Ye Chen puzzled was that the Xue family, who had always had the deepest grudge with the Ye family, never sent anyone to come.

Stepping out, Ye Chen's figure suddenly disappeared, and in a flash, a sword curtain suddenly appeared next to the black-clothed martial artist, and the third style of the Yanyang Sword Technique broke out together with the sword momentum, even though the black-clothed martial artist had been on guard, but the power of this move still forcibly broke through his defense, in the unwilling gaze of the black-clothed warrior, blood gushed out from several sword holes, only to hear an angry roar, Ye Chen flashed away, looking indifferently at the other nine-rank Xuanist who rushed over.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

The warrior of the Wang family shouted violently, and rushed towards Ye Chen with his sword, and the streamer slashed out on the Yanyang sword again, and Ye Chen also rushed over, and the sword move confrontation in front of him had never lost.

The sword bodies were staggered, and the suppressive power of Ye Chen's sword domain was also vividly reflected at this moment, only to see the sword body of the black-clothed warrior suddenly tremble, and the mysterious power of his body fluctuated violently, and for a while, Ye Chen's sword gradually approached the neck of the black-clothed warrior.

Taking a deep breath, the black-clothed warrior also understood that it would only be himself who would lose if he continued like this, withdrawing his long sword, the black-clothed warrior took a few steps back suddenly, his eyes flashed a little fluctuation, and he looked at the corpse of another Wang family warrior on the ground, and a sense of death suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The sword light flowed, and the black-clothed warrior stirred up all his own mystical power, and rushed over with the long sword, only to hear a crisp sound, and the sound of the sword body staggering was endless, and the confrontation between the two of them was a sword, and in Ye Chen's sword domain, it was obvious that the black-clothed warrior had gradually fallen into the disadvantage.

"Poof—"

As the long sword entered his body, the black-clothed warrior suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, only to see that the Yanyang Sword had already submerged into his heart.

A weird smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth, the black-clothed warrior put down his long sword, and forcibly pulled Ye Chen's Yanyang Sword with his left hand, but his right hand took out a talisman from his arms, and violent Xuan Qi fluctuations came, Ye Chen understood that the power of this talisman was probably not less than that of Xuan Shi's blow.

With a look in his eyes, Ye Chen wanted to pull out the Yanyang Sword and leave, but the black-robed martial artist used all his strength to pull the Yanyang Sword, even if he was injured and constantly leaching blood, the corners of the black-robed martial artist's mouth still had a mocking smile, I gave up the sword, are you willing to give up the sword?

Above Tianxuan, the Eastern Regions are good at swords. In the entire Eastern Regions, more than seventy percent of the warriors are swordsmen, and there has always been a saying among these swordsmen.

"Swordsman, don't abandon the sword. ”

As the companion of swordsmen from childhood to adulthood, the sword undoubtedly occupies a large part of their lives, but people's voices will inevitably encounter all kinds of dangers, but as swordsmen, they have always insisted, no matter what, they can't drop their swords, people die when the sword is destroyed, and the sword is destroyed.

Looking at the actions of the black-clothed warrior, Ye Chen's eyes changed suddenly. As a sword cultivator, Ye Chen naturally understood the meaning of the sword to himself, and after comprehending the sword momentum and sword domain, Ye Chen obviously felt that he had a trace of unclear connection with the Yanyang Sword, and the reason why spiritual weapons were called spiritual weapons was nothing more than that they had begun to have spiritual intent.

This is naturally impossible, and Ye Chen naturally does not want his sword heart to be affected. Smiling helplessly, Ye Chen took out the half-waste spirit weapon soft armor left by Mu Sheng from the storage ring, swallowed a pill, and built a thick shield in front of him with Xuan Qi and sword momentum.

The black-clothed martial artist looked at Ye Chen's actions with his last breath, unwilling to abandon the sword, then everything you did was just useless work, after all, this was a talisman comparable to the full force of a third-grade Xuanshi.

A piercing roar came out, and I saw that a cloud of smoke and dust suddenly exploded from the place where Ye Chen and the black-clothed martial artist were, and the smell of blood came out of it, and everyone looked at this place with nervous expressions.

"Ahem!"

There was silence for a moment, and a cough suddenly came out, only to see a young man stepping out of the smoke and dust, holding a long sword in his right hand, and a green snake shaking his head in his left hand, with a trace of blood on his clothes, but a faint smile in the corner of his eyes.

"How, how is it possible?, how can you survive under this powerful talisman?" The remaining four black-clothed martial artists were the first to react, only to see their faces shocked and look at Ye Chen unscathed in disbelief.

The corners of his mouth pulled a little indifference, Ye Chen stuffed the green snake back into the beast ring, and the arrow rushed out, the long sword went straight into the chest of the black-clothed warrior, and turned to look at the other people, but Ye Chen was suddenly startled.

Because the four Nine-Rank Xuanmen dealt with the two Nine-Rank guards of the Ye family respectively, and the rest of them just fought alone, but at this time, in the courtyard, in addition to the three Nine-Rank Xuan, only two black-clothed martial artists of the Seventh Rank were left to support them.

Looking at Nangong Fan, who was more than capable under the Nine Rank Xuanzhi Sword, Ye Chen's heart was even more shocked, so it seemed that his strength should not be underestimated.

Put away the sword and stand, at this time the battle has obviously gained the upper hand on his side, it seems that he doesn't have to make his own move, the consumption of the sword power on the Xuan Power is really amazing, fortunately, the nameless martial arts Xuan Power that he cultivated is already profound, otherwise I am afraid that he will not be able to support himself to squander it so much.

The sound of fighting gradually stopped, Ye Chen looked around, and saw that in the courtyard at this moment, a strong smell of blood filled the air, and several dead bodies were neatly stacked together by the Ye family's martial artists.

"Junior Brother Ye Chen is really a dragon among people, the Xuanzhi Sixth Rank casually killed two Ninth Rank martial artists, Nangong admires and admires. Seeing that Ye Chen had finished pranayama, Nangong Fan was the first to speak.

"Brother Nangong is polite, according to your strength just now, I'm afraid that killing them is just a casual move. Ye Chen also showed admiration on his face, since the wind and dust passed, this should be regarded as the second real genius he has ever seen.

"This place is already so dilapidated, it is really not conducive to the recovery of the girl inside, Brother Nangong simply moved to live in the Star Palace, and I can help her detoxify. Looking at the small courtyard, which was even more dilapidated because of a big battle, Ye Chen said to Nangong Fan.

"Well, in this way, the eldest brother thanked Brother Ye Chen. Nangong Fan also nodded, since there was hope of curing Zhilan, it was really unnecessary to continue to stay here.

Looking at the back of Nangong Fan going back to put away his things, Ye Chen turned his gaze abruptly to the pile of corpses in front of him.

"Dig out their weapons, stones, and the like, for wealth is gradually accumulating. Ye Chen's excited voice came out, but in exchange for a look of embarrassment from the Ye family guards in front of him.

"This, Young Master Ye Chen, their things have been put away by the brothers. The Ye family guard who was the leader scratched his head and said with some embarrassment.

Turning around and glancing, Ye Chen really found that they basically had an extra weapon behind their backs, and helplessly helped their foreheads. Looks like I'm slow to start.