His arm was severed.
The black-clothed youth standing beside Ye Yao clutched his arm tightly. Blood gushed out crazily, dying a large area of the ground red.
The severed arm was his and not Ye Yao's.
"What's going on?"
The crowd's eyes narrowed. A slender and handsome young man stood there. He was dressed in an elegant white robe that was spotless and gave off an elegant and cold aura. He held a long sword in his hand that was dripping with blood.
What a sharp sword.
Ye Chen sighed inwardly. That sword was too fast and too sharp. The moment it severed the arm, it also severed the steel saber. It was as if he had already seen through everything.
Moreover, judging from the angle of the white-clothed swordsman's attack, he was probably hiding in the surroundings. He was able to evade Ye Chen's perception and suddenly save Ye Yao. Such a swordsman was terrifying.
"Brother, this is a personal grudge between me and them. Please do not interfere for the sake of the Yang Family."
Yang Yu stared at the white-clothed swordsman with a frown. He could not see through his opponent's cultivation at a glance. Shocked, he directly used the name of the Yang Family as a deterrent.
"I have no objections if you want to kill them, but you can't touch her."
The white-clothed swordsman's expression did not change as he spoke coldly. He pointed at Ye Yao, causing Yang Yu to frown even more.
He could threaten Ye Chen because he had Ye Yao as a hostage. If Ye Yao escaped from his control, what awaited Yang Yu would be an incomparably tragic end. Therefore, he could not let Ye Yao go.
Yang Yu's gaze trembled slightly as he secretly signaled with his eyes.
The black-clothed young men's eyes flashed with murderous intent. They had just taken a step forward when they saw a black sword flash before their eyes.
Puff! Puff!
Arrows of blood spurted out. The black-robed young men clutched their throats, their eyes wide open. They didn't even know how they died.
"Like I said, she's the only one you can't touch."
The white-robed swordsman said coldly. His sharp Qi was released and swept across the entire space.
"Not good!"
A sharp sword intent locked onto Yang Yu's body. An extremely great sense of danger made him pale. He wanted to retreat, but it was already too late. Pitch-black sword light suddenly bloomed, deep and strange. A deep pain emerged from his chest. Lowering his head, he saw a vicious sword mark on his chest.
The white-clothed swordsman was standing right in front of him.
His sword was still dripping with blood.
"Emotionless Sword, emotionless under the sword. I never imagined that I would die at your hands." Yang Yu spat out a mouthful of blood and laughed at himself. Then, he fell to the ground and died with his eyes wide open.
All of this happened in a very short period of time. At this moment, everyone raised their heads to look at the white-clothed swordsman and the ice-cold corpse that was stained with blood.
"Emotionless Sword?
You're Lord Emotionless, Mo Yi? "When Yuan Heng spoke, his voice was trembling.
The Ten Great Lords represented the ten most outstanding youths in the Imperial City.
Chess Master was one of them.
Lord Emotionless was one of them.
However, unlike the noble status of the former, Lord Emotionless had left an endless reputation in the Imperial City.
Lord Emotionless's real name was Mo Yi, and he was from the Mo Family.
It was said that he was from a branch family. His parents had passed away early, and his talent and aptitude were extremely mediocre. Moreover, he was antisocial and rarely interacted with others. He was an extremely inconspicuous existence in the Mo Family.
However, five years ago, all of this changed drastically.
That day, Mo Yi suddenly brought a lady back to the Mo Family and claimed that the lady was his wife. The two of them were tied together.
The lady was extremely beautiful, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she was an outstanding beauty. Moreover, the lady was born with a unique fragrance. Wherever she went, she would leave a faint fragrance behind. The fragrance could attract butterflies to play around. Even people who smelled it would feel refreshed and calm.
During that period of time, not to mention the entire Mo Family, even the Imperial City was shaken by the lady.
However, at that moment, a prince developed feelings for the lady. He secretly took action and forcefully brought her to the palace, preparing to have fun with her. Unexpectedly, Mo Yi's wife was extremely chaste. She actually took out a dagger and committed suicide on the spot when the prince wasn't paying attention. She would rather die to protect her chastity.
Mo Yi, who knew about this, was enraged on the spot. He held a long sword and charged towards the prince's palace.
That night, it was a rainy night with thunder rumbling.
As long as Mo Yi walked past, there would be corpses everywhere, and blood would stain the streets. Just the wailing sound alone could cover the sound of thunder.
He walked slowly like that until he reached the prince's palace. Then, he used the long sword in his hand to kill him.
The prince was the son of the monarch. His status was extremely high.
However, Mo Yi killed him just like that, and even cut off his head and hung it on the beam of the palace for three days and three nights. It shocked the entire city.
However, unexpectedly, the Imperial Family didn't delve into this matter. Even the Mo Family maintained a rare silence and acquiesced to Mo Yi's actions.
A night of killing, ruthless ending.
Since then, the name of Ruthless Swordsman had left a mark in everyone's heart. A mark of fear.
After that incident, Mo Yi also left the Mo Family. As for where he went, no one knew, and no one dared to ask.
Ye Chen looked at the famous swordsman in front of him, and the other party also turned his head and stared at Ye Chen. The two people's eyes met, and the whole space froze.
"I want to take her away."
After a moment of silence, Mo Yi's first sentence made everyone's eyes freeze slightly. He wanted to take Ye Yao away?
Even Ye Yao widened her eyes. She shrank her body and directly hid behind Ye Chen. She didn't know Mo Yi, and didn't want to leave Ye Chen.
"Why?" Ye Chen asked.
"Because you are not qualified to protect her."
Mo Yi turned his head and stared at Ye Yao. In his cold eyes, there was a trace of gentleness. He slowly said, "Ye Yao is from that place, and she is also from that place. They are related to the origin. I am qualified and obligated to protect her."
His voice wasn't loud, but it was full of certainty.
"What if I don't agree?" Ye Chen raised his head, not afraid of Mo Yi's fierce name.
"You have no choice."
Mo Yi's eyes slowly sank, and said in a sarcastic tone, "Ye Chen, don't think that you are so powerful just because you have made a name for yourself in the Imperial City. This Imperial City is far from as simple as you think. The people you have come into contact with are too weak, too shallow, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are ants."
"In the imperial court, the Han and Mo families are the leaders. Outside the borders, the Lin family is the most powerful. In the way of the merchants, the Su family is the most powerful. The Yang Family that you destroyed is the weakest, and is at the bottom of the Prominent Families. A dying member of the Prominent Family almost put your family in danger. Tell me, what qualifications do you have?"
Ye Chen's eyes were cold, but he heard Mo Yi continue, "In the Imperial City, there are eight major forces in the Prominent Family, and there are ten young masters. The hierarchy is extremely strict. Now that the princes are fighting for power, the Imperial City is in chaos. All the princes are aiming at the people from that place. You, Ye Chen, ask yourself, if Fang Han personally leads tens of thousands of elite soldiers to attack and threaten to kidnap Ye Yao, can you stop him?"
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