Chapter 132 Ye Yan

Chapter 132 Ye Yan

This is too bad, if the Han family participated in the siege of Huoyunmen, they might be in big trouble.

Han Changming and the others broke out in a cold sweat, and no one dared to act rashly. It would be easy for the alchemy monk to kill them.

Seeing the red-robed old man, Chen Hongming and others were dumbfounded, their eyes full of horror,

The one who is most afraid of is Chen Hongming. He killed the guardian spirit bird of Huoyunmen. Yang Yi's complexion is pale. He has stayed in Huoyunmen for so long. Yunmen has a monk of alchemy, it is impossible for him, and he dare not betray Huoyunmen.

A layer of sweat oozed from Yang Yi's face, his clothes were wet with cold sweat, and his face was full of horror.

When Sun Rong saw the old man in red robe, her face showed memories. After a while, her eyes brightened, and she said excitedly, "It's Master Ye. Disciple Sun Rong pays a visit to Master Ye. Disciple is the third generation leader of Fire Cloud Sect."

Ye Yan, the second-tier refiner of Huoyunmen, left the sect to travel more than 200 years ago, and his whereabouts have been unknown since then. The sect still keeps his portrait.

When Ye Yan left the sect, he was only in the early stage of foundation establishment. More than two hundred years later, he actually entered the alchemy stage, and he had already cultivated to the late stage of alchemy.

"Sun Rong? Before the old man left the sect, Senior Sister Zhao was the head of the sect. Is she gone?"

Ye Yan looked Sun Rong up and down, with a look of nostalgia on his face, and said to himself.

He left the sect for more than two hundred years, and when he came back again, things changed, people he knew were gone, and the sect was almost wiped out.

"Senior Sister Zhao is no longer here, and the disciple is the third generation head."

Sun Rong said in a respectful voice, she looked at Chen Hongming and the others with a look of grief and indignation on her face, knelt down towards Ye Yan, choked up and said: "This disciple is incompetent and almost caused the destruction of this sect's orthodoxy, please Master Ye take action to keep this sect Orthodoxy."

"Please Master Ye take action and preserve the orthodoxy of this sect."

The disciples of Huoyunmen said in unison, the voices soared to the sky, making people's blood boil.

Ye Yan nodded, looked at Chen Hongming and the others, his sleeves shook, a strong wind blew up, and flames appeared all over his body. The red flames blurred and turned into a red fire python with a waist as thick as a water tank, emitting an astonishingly high temperature .

The red fire python opened its bloody mouth wide, its tail slapped the void, and went straight to Chen Hongming and the others.

Where the red fire python passed by, the heat wave was overwhelming, giving people an irresistible sense of oppression.

Chen Hongming's complexion changed drastically. Without saying a word, he pinched the sword formula, and a large cyan sword light appeared under his body. He turned into a cyan light and flew away at an extremely fast speed.

Seeing this scene, the others also tried their best to escape to different places.

The law does not blame the crowd, their idea is very simple, escape from different directions, Ye Yan can't kill all the monks!

Some people take the lead, and others follow suit. The monks of the Han family are no exception. Everyone has a herd mentality. At this time, fools will stay.

The red fire python was very fast and caught up with the Chen family monk.

There was a scream, and the red fire python touched the Chen family monk, and the Chen family monk was directly reduced to fly ash, leaving no scum left.

At this time, Chen Hongming was already a hundred feet away, and his speed was very fast.

His intestines are remorseful. If he knew that Huoyunmen had a monk who formed a pill, even if he listened to Haige's order, he would not lead the team.

At this moment, there was a burst of ripples in the sky, a red light flashed, and a red fire palm several feet in size suddenly appeared above Chen Hongming's head, and it was quickly photographed.

Before the red palms of fire fell, an unbearable heat wave rushed over.

Chen Hongming was so frightened that his wits flew out of the sky. With a pinch of the sword formula, the light of the cyan flying sword rose sharply, and it slashed towards the red palm of fire above his head.

Rumble!

A deafening roar sounded, the cyan flying sword was shattered by the red palm of fire, and a powerful wave of air spread in all directions, and Chen Hongming was about to be struck by the red palm of fire.

A red light suddenly flew out from under the seabed and hit the red palm of fire in an instant.

There was a loud noise, and the red palm of fire was shattered, and the flames scattered in all directions. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Hongming jumped up and quickly avoided it.

"Ye Daoyou is very angry. It seems unreasonable for you to attack the junior as a monk of alchemy!"

A dissatisfied man's voice suddenly sounded.

As soon as the words fell, the sea was violently tumbling, and a huge blue turtle surfaced. Lu Yang stood on the back of the turtle with his hands behind his back, with a calm expression on his face.

"Senior Lu, help."

When Chen Hongming saw Lu Yang, he seemed to have just seen it, and quickly landed beside Lu Yang with a respectful expression.

"They want to destroy the orthodoxy of our Huoyun Sect, so what about this matter?"

Ye Yan said with a cold face, a bit of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He hasn't come back for more than two hundred years, but he can see that without the backing of a big force, Chen Hongming and others dare not destroy the Huoyun Sect. Among other things, they want to gather so many forces to deal with the Huoyun Sect. The Xiuxian family does not have such a big appeal.

"Whoever dares to run without the old man's permission, the old man will be the first to kill him."

Ye Yan looked at the Xiuxian family fleeing in all directions, and said coldly, his voice was heard far away.

Hearing this, Han Daobin hesitated for a moment, and stopped quickly. Some people stopped, but some people were frightened, and continued to run away as if they hadn't heard of it.

Ye Yan shook his sleeves, and three red lights flew out, chasing a dozen or so immortal cultivators hundreds of feet away.

A miserable cry sounded, and three red lights pierced through the bodies of more than a dozen immortal cultivators.

"A magic weapon! Is this the strength of the alchemy cultivator?"

Han Changming felt the astonishing aura fluctuations of the red light, subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, the magic weapon is not something a foundation-builder monk can resist.

Lu Yang didn't stop it either, so many Xiuxian families killed Huoyunmen, they always want to vent their anger on others, the rabbit will jump the wall when it is in a hurry!

After killing more than a dozen monks, the others didn't dare to run away, so they quickly stopped. With their escape speed, they couldn't run very far, and they would be overtaken by magic weapons.

Lu Yang squinted his eyes and said, "Oh? Is there such a thing? Chen Xiaoyou, why did you attack the main altar of Huoyunmen?"

"Responding to Senior Lu's words, the Fire Cloud Sect connives at disciples committing crimes, killing people and seizing treasures, it is unacceptable to the laws of heaven, and we are acting on behalf of the heavens."

"Do justice for the heavens? Do you have the qualifications? Even if our Huoyunmen disciples commit crimes, do you have evidence? If you label yourself indiscriminately, do you really think there is no one in Huoyunmen?"

Ye Yan's eyes turned cold, and he said in a cold voice.

Chen Hongming shuddered, and said bravely: "Senior Ye, this junior is true. If you don't believe me, you can ask Fellow Daoist Yang that he is a cultivator of the Fire Cloud Sect. If not, this junior would not dare to target Huoyunmen."

With a few words, he poured dirty water on Yang Yi.

There was a bit of chill in Ye Yan's eyes, and he looked at Yang Yi.

Yang Yi's face turned pale, and he quickly explained: "Master Ye, don't misunderstand, this disciple has been wronged, and this disciple was punished..."

Before he could finish his words, a long bloody thorn suddenly emerged from his chest, his eyes were wide open, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

Yang Yi clutched his chest, fell from a high altitude, and his body fell to the ground.

A palm-sized blood-colored beetle came out from Yang Yi's heart. From the outside, the blood-colored beetle looked exactly like a beetle. The difference was that the blood-colored beetle had two pairs of wings.

With a muffled sound, the blood-colored beetle exploded suddenly, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

Once Yang Yi died, there was no evidence for his death. What he said before can be said to be ironclad evidence, and Sun Rong couldn't argue with it.

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