The young man surnamed Fei did not give way, he had already held the weapon in his hand tightly, and shouted with unabated momentum.

"Who the hell are you?"

"This is the Snow Peak Sword Sect, not a place where you can go wild!"

As soon as the words fell, the man in front of him suddenly made a move.

"Bang bang...", two dull sounds, the strength of the young man surnamed Fei is not bad, although he used his dexterous body technique to dodge the fatal attack, but it only made Ye Impact's position deviate a little.

"Bastard!"

"You dare to hurt me, do you know how strong our head is?"

"Once it is known that someone has invaded our Snow Peak Sword Sect, you have no chance of surviving, and it is too late for you to stop now!" The young man surnamed Fei shouted sharply.

From Ye Chong's simple two blows just now, he felt the gap between them, if he was outside now, he could still use the vast space and ask for help to find a way to live.

But now in a small cage, he is not even bound to dodge, and if he continues to fight, he will definitely die.

"He is worthy of being a disciple of the Great Gate Sect."

"But alas, you're in my way!" Ye Chong said lightly.

Ye Chong no longer kept his hand, and a palm print phantom roared towards the young man surnamed Fei with a thick dead aura, the strength of the young man surnamed Fei was only in the late stage of the Tiangang Realm, and he couldn't resist the impact of the violent Gang force at all.

Burst!

The young man surnamed Fei was suddenly like a candle in the wind, and after hitting the thick wall, he extinguished his breath with the wind.

Ye Chong kicked hard, kicked open the iron door directly, and strode towards the cell, Qian Jiahao, who had just forced Chen Ke'er into a corner, suddenly looked back.

The Qian family was too excited before, and had torn the clothes on Chen Ke'er's body in many places, and under the flickering light of the oil lamp, the looming spring light made him want to stop.

So much so that the sound of the fight between Ye Chong and the young man surnamed Fei did not attract his attention until Ye Chong kicked open the iron door strongly.

Ye Chong slowly walked forward with a familiar breath, and when he almost reached the end of the cell, he suddenly saw Chen Ke'er squatting in the corner of a cell aggrievedly, tears like pear blossoms, and his clothes were ragged.

"Qian Jiahao, you are looking for death!"

Ye Chong was furious, and punched out, where did Qian Jiahao, who had just reacted, have time to dodge, Ye Chong's violent force directly exploded Qian Jiahao's body on the spot, and the red and white things stained the ground.

The young man of the Qian family in Kyoto is dying!

"Ye Chong!"

"You're finally here!" Looking at the familiar face, Chen Keer seemed to have found a safe harbor and fell into Ye Chong's arms.

Chen Ke'er herself didn't know why, in such a dangerous situation, it was Ye Chong who first thought of being able to save her.

When Ye Chong appeared, she was like a dream!

Ye Chong, who was covered in blood, had not yet detached himself from that murderous artistic conception, and suddenly felt a tempting touch coming from his chest.

He looked down and saw that the ragged Chen Ke'er had hugged him tightly.

If it was usually fine, but at this time, Chen Ke'er was completely unaware of it, and as she kept getting closer, her delicate skin seemed to melt into Ye Chong's body.

"Ke'er, you don't have to be afraid."

"I'm already here!" Ye Chong said comfortingly.

Now that someone has been found, it is time to leave, and there is no need to run into a big sect like the Snow Peak Sword Sect without a hard encounter.

But at this time, Ye Chong was quite helpless, looking at the panicked Chen Ke'er, he couldn't bear to push it away, and he didn't know where to start.

No matter what you do, it seems that Chen Keer's sensitive skin will be touched.

Now Chen Keer may not care because she is flustered, but what about after she eases up?

Will you find yourself to settle accounts after the autumn....

At the moment when Ye Chong was entangled, they had already missed the best time to evacuate, and the young man surnamed Zeng had escaped at the other end of the cell, and had already killed him with a large army at this time.

"Senior brother, it's this guy, he killed Senior Brother Fei!"

"Moreover, he killed the Qian Shao of the Qian family in Kyoto!" The young man surnamed Zeng said to a young man beside him.

Cang Beiliu stared coldly, but he couldn't feel the slightest internal breath in Ye Chong's body, although he was puzzled, those who dared to attack the Snow Peak Sword Sect had to pay the price!

"Up!"

"Kill him for me!" Cangbeiliu waved his big hand, and more than a dozen Tiangang Realm disciples responded to the call and launched a group attack.

Looking at the disciples of the Snow Peak Sword Sect who wanted to kill people without asking for the slightest reason, a trace of murderous intent flashed in Ye Chong's eyes.

He gently pushed away Chen Ke'er, who was leaning on his arms, and then put his coat on her body, at this time, Chen Ke'er realized his condition, and suddenly blushed with shame.

"Ke'er, just follow me."

"I'll take you out!" Ye Chong said lightly.

But hearing these words in the ears of the disciples of the Snow Peak Sword Sect, it was tantamount to contempt, how could they endure it.

"Fool, our Xuefeng Sword Sect is the top sect of the Xia Kingdom, how can we let Xiao Xiao despise it!"

"Little bastard, even if you are a powerhouse of the Supreme Realm, don't even think of stepping half a step out of our Snow Peak Sword Sect!"

"Senior brothers, set up the formation!"

The young man surnamed Zeng took the lead, and the long sword in his hand was also unsheathed, and he slashed towards Ye Chong.

He has been friends with the young man surnamed Fei for more than 20 years, and he has long been in love with his biological brother, and now that the young man surnamed Fei has died tragically, he wants to take revenge.

While!

Ye Chong turned the sword box behind him, directly blocking the attack of the young man surnamed Zeng, and the sword box also fell steadily to the ground, he slapped it with one palm, and the red dragon sword suddenly came out of the sheath.

"It's your honor to be able to die under the Red Dragon Sword today!" Ye Chong said lightly.

Looking at the blood-red luster like flames, a flame-spewing fire dragon wrapped around the sword body, and the fire dragon emitted a blood-like murderous aura, the disciples of the Xuefeng Sword Sect were thrilled.

"It's... This seems to be the Red Dragon Sword of Diancang Mountain! ”

"I heard that not long ago, the head and the great elder of Diancang Mountain died tragically, and their Red Dragon Sword, the treasure of the Zhenzong, was also lost, it seems that it was done by this murderer in front of him!"

"The world's most treasured, the virtuous live in it, today is the fate of our brothers, no matter who the sword falls into the hands of the end, we must not kill each other!"

"Of course!"

If the Red Dragon Sword is still in Diancang Mountain, there are really not many people who dare to snatch it, and Diancang Mountain is not a sect that can be slaughtered by others, and they are also famous and decent, attacking Diancang Mountain is to be the enemy of the ancient martial arts sect of the Xia Kingdom!

Besides, once one of the nine major sects, who knows what legacy there is, no one will be this upstarter.

However, now it's different, the Red Dragon Sword has changed hands, and they won't have any pressure to rob it again!

Looking at the emotional crowd, Ye Chong snorted coldly, a group of scum slaughterers in the Tiangang Realm actually wanted to snatch the Red Dragon Sword, who gave them the guts!

Ye Chonggang rioted, swept with a sword, and the scorching aura swept through the entire cell.

"Senior Brother Huo, be careful!"

The disciples of the Snow Peak Sword Sect behind saw that their senior brother was in danger, and they instantly rushed to help, but they greatly underestimated the power of Ye Chong's random sword.

Burst!

Coupled with the previous person and the two disciples who rushed to the aid behind, between Ye Chong's sword, their bodies were directly cut into two pieces.

The others widened their eyes and were furious, watching their senior brothers fall in front of their eyes, they also felt Ye Chong's fierceness, and they all used their ability to press the bottom of the box.

Cangbeiliu no longer hesitated, and a sword light burst out, like a bolt of lightning, extremely fast, as if there was a sound of breaking the sky.

But all this was childish and ridiculous in Ye Chong's eyes.

His sword light flickered, surging like a flame, and as fierce as a storm.

In a small space, every swing of the sword carries an incomparable edge, as if it can cut through all obstacles.

Wherever the sword blade went, it seemed that even the air was torn apart, emitting a piercing scream, and the sword momentum was like a god descending, with supreme majesty, which was intimidating.