C165 A sword, to seal the throat!

Name:Sovereign of the Golden Age Author:
Hearing Ye Wuchen's words, cold sweat seeped out of Shen Junran's back. It was a little hard for him to imagine that Ye Wuchen would actually be so daring.

Let alone the Tyrant's Legion, even in other empires, the Tyrant's Legion had other branches. Ye Wuchen might already have the strength to destroy the Tyrant's Legion, but in the future, he would definitely be sought out by the other Tyrant's Legion.

The Tyrant's Legion was not something that only the of Yuan Wu Empire had. It was a force that existed throughout the entire continent and was divided into different branches. Once the different branches of the Tianyong City were destroyed, Ye Wuchen would definitely cause big trouble one day.

Shen Junran was very clear about the strength of the Tyrant's Legion, because when he was in the Haotian Small World, he could already feel the strength of the heaven's pride experts from the Tyrant's Legion.

No one understood why Shen Junran had such a reaction. Other than the Donghua, all the other heaven's pride experts that had come from the Haotian Small World knew very well how fearsome the Tyrant's Legion was.

Ye Wuchen also looked at Shen Junran weirdly. He did not understand why he was so shocked when he had only annihilated a single Tyrant's Legion.

Shen Junran was very clear that these people did not know the true strength of the Tyrant's Legion, so he explained everything from start to finish.

After a long while, Ye Chun wiped away the fine beads of sweat on her forehead, looked at Ye Wuchen with a heavy face, and said: "Chen'er, forget it, Tyrant's Legion doesn't dare to find trouble with me for the time being!"

He was afraid of the Tyrant's Legion, and more importantly, he was afraid that Ye Wuchen would be in danger because of him.

Shen Junran immediately nodded from the side, he did not want his hatred to blind his eyes and cause him to become rational. Tyrant's Legion's strength was indeed terrifying, even though their branch was very weak, their headquarters was still very powerful.

Everyone looked at Ye Wuchen, and ever since Shen Junran had described how terrifying the Tyrant's Legion was, his expression hadn't changed in the slightest. He was still as cold and indifferent as before, and killing intent still seeped out from the depths of his eyes.

"I will take care of this matter tonight!" Ye Wuchen said coldly, then turned and left the Great Assembly Hall, leaving the shocked expressions on everyone by the side.

Everyone was helpless, but they had no other choice. If Ye Wuchen really wanted to destroy Tyrant's Legion, then no one could change his mind.

"Sigh, I'm afraid there will be trouble in the future." Shen Junran sighed, Ye Wuchen still did not value Tyrant's Legion's terrifying strength, if this were to happen, then Ye Wuchen would really clash head-on with Tyrant's Legion in the future.

But as one of the Three Great Masters, how could Ye Tian Xie not know about the existence of the Tyrant's Legion? He just did not take it to heart. If the imperial city and the Tang Sect could be considered one of the top powers in the continent, then Tyrant's Legion could at most be considered one of the third-rate powers in the continent.

The difference between the first class and the third class was like a natural moat, so Ye Wuchen did not put them in his eyes at all, and even if the Tyrant's Legion wanted to take action against him, it would at least not in the short term.

As someone who understood the Tyrant's Legion, Ye Wuchen believed that there were still no Saint Rulers in the current Tyrant's Legion. There might be, but there would be very few in the Holy General.

There really was nothing to fear from a power like this.

Other than that, why did he have to make Ye Wuchen take action after exterminating the Tyrant's Legion? Couldn't the Elder Hei reappear in the martial arts world?

The Elder Hei was a very good shield and a tool to deter all forces. It wasn't without intentions that he would keep three soul attacks for himself, at least the first chance he would get would be to use them on the Tyrant's Legion.

The night was getting darker, and for some reason, all of the warriors in the Tianyong City felt a sense of pressure, which slowly spread and turned into a chilling atmosphere. There were no stars and moonlight outside, causing everyone to feel terrified under the dark night.

Inside Tyrant's Legion, Ba Hu sat alone on the Fur Dragon Lion's chair, drinking from his big bowl into the pitch black night, bitterness filling his face, and heartache. His own son had died, and he did not have the strength to take revenge, so he had lost his only chance.

Now, he didn't need to do anything. He could only wait for Ye Wuchen to come knocking on the door.

Thus, in half an hour's time, he had chased away all the members of the Tyrant's Legion. In the entire group, he was the only one left, no one was left behind.

So much so that if even one member managed to escape into the main group and reveal the truth, it would be hard for Ye Wuchen to escape even if he had ten wings.

His annihilation of the branch division was a declaration of war on the Tyrant's Legion. Naturally, they would not spare Ye Wuchen.

A table, an animal skin chair, and a burly middle-aged man were all drunk. They looked at the masked man in a black robe who had appeared out of nowhere, and suddenly smiled.

"Ye Wuchen, you finally came, laozi, has been waiting for you!" Ba Hu laughed sinisterly, smacking the table with his palm, causing the table to instantly shatter. Borrowing the force of the impact, his figure flew out and stood in front of the black masked man.

The masked man turned and shot a cold glance at Ba Hu. It was bone-piercing cold, but the aura of the ice mountain immediately woke Ba Hu up by a large amount, he broke out in a cold sweat as he looked at the unfamiliar man, feeling some fear.

"You, you are not Ye Wuchen? "Who are you?" Ba Hu saw that the black-clothed man in front of him was much more terrifying than Ye Wuchen with his aura, and was no longer on the same level. He was afraid, and kept on retreating, while the black-clothed man continued to walk deeper and deeper.

Bang! Ba Hu had no path to retreat. Behind him was the walls of the great hall, so he could only crash into the wall. Then, with a stomp of his feet, he leaped high into the sky.

The masked man slowly raised his head and stood up. His figure disappeared with a swoosh, like a ghost, causing Ba Hu to jump in fright. All of the alcohol he had drank had awoken, and his forehead was sweating non-stop, his face pale white.

"Who exactly are you? "Don't put on an act!" Ba Hu's tone carried a bit of trembling anger in it as he pretended to be calm and composed, but his trembling body betrayed him.

They were not even half a meter apart from each other. The black masked man stared coldly at Ba Hu and spoke slowly: "You sent people to assassinate my disciple, today I will avenge him!"

The hoarse voice of an old man sounded as if it contained sand. However, it sounded more like a bloody knife as it grinded against each other, just missing its scabbard.

"Your disciple?" Ba Hu's expression changed as he suddenly remembered that there had been no one in the Tianyong City for almost a year.

A year ago, Elder Hei had become famous for the sake of Ye Wuchen, who had beaten the Third Elder of the Pill Hall, Zhu Qingping. However, ever since that incident, Elder Hei had never appeared again.

"No, Ye Wuchen did not go back on his words, he said that he would come for revenge!" Ba Hu roared in anger, holding his fists tightly, he looked extremely sinister, revealing a panic he had never experienced before.

He had already made up his mind to self-destruct. Even if he were to die, he would drag Ye Wuchen down with him as a scapegoat. Instead, his master, Elder Hei, had appeared here?

His willpower nearly collapsed, but in the end, he controlled himself. If Ye Wuchen came, he was confident that he could drag him down to hell, but facing the unfathomable Elder Hei, he had no chance at all.

"Hmph, sooner or later, death will come. I want to see just what kind of ability you have. Watch my sword!" Ba Hu suddenly let out a cold and sinister laugh. With a wave of his left hand, a ray of light shone out, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

Elder Hei looked at Ba Hu's sword coldly, and a cruel, bloodthirsty sneer surfaced on his face.

At this moment, a majority of the Ye Family members rushed over, but when they saw that it was not Ye Wuchen, but the Elder Hei who had such news for a long time, their faces could not help but change.

"Elder Hei? He's been gone for a year. " Ye Chun's face was filled with shock, but at the same time, he was much less worried. If he had the help of Elder Hei, then the pressure on Ye Wuchen would probably be reduced.

"Elder Hei? Rumor has it that Ye Wuchen's master, Elder Hei? " He was very well-informed in the Imperial Family, and knew that Ye Wuchen had a master called Elder Hei, whose strength was unfathomable.

With just a glance, he could tell that this Elder Hei was indeed terrifying.

After the Ye Family members arrived, the warriors from the Tianyong City also rushed over. The air was filled with the thick scent of blood and killing intent, they could not help but come over to take a look.

At this moment, the Elder Hei raised his head slowly, and after that, he left behind a cruel smile in a cold and charming manner. His figure instantly disappeared, as though he had never appeared.

"Hehe, it's too late!" A cruel smile spread into everyone's ears, and even more so, into Ba Hu's ears, as if it was a call to hell for their lives.

Bang! With a huge explosion, Elder Hei's ghostly figure appeared in front of Ba Hu, and with one hand, he swiftly grabbed at the sword.

Ba Hu's face was pale white, all his fighting spirit vanished. He turned around and prepared to escape, fleeing as far as he could.

"Flee?" Who gave you the guts? "

Swoosh! Puff!

The Elder Hei roared in anger, and suddenly shot out from his left and right, his sword thrusting out directly like an arrow that had just left the bow, leaving behind only an afterimage. The sound of a sword entering flesh, a burst of blood splattered out, and Ba Hu's entire throat was pierced by the sword.

The longsword was stuck in the ground, and the longsword also pierced through his throat. Just like that, he was supported by the longsword on the ground, blood slowly flowed down the blade of the sword and dyed the ground red as his aura slowly disappeared.

A sword, to seal the throat!

Such a vicious scene was deeply imprinted in everyone's mind, making them unable to forget it, but everyone in the Ye Family wouldn't think that the Elder Hei was too malicious, because Ba Hu wanted to kill Ye Wuchen first.

Elder Hei kept his hand and used Ba Hu's clothes to wipe away the blood on his hand. Then, with a swoosh, he disappeared, as if he had never appeared.

At this moment, under the pitch-black night sky, a corpse was nailed to the ground by a long sword.

Countless people crowded around and discussed.