Ning Que stared at Ye Chen with a solemn face, not daring to relax. He could feel that Ye Chen's killing intent was so strong that he had to go all out and fight with all his strength.
A scorching flame was emitted from his longsword. The flame was dark red in color and was even more domineering than ordinary flames. Even metal would melt upon contact with it.
The Great Flame Sword could manipulate this kind of flame at will. It was with this swordsmanship that Ning Que was able to make a name for himself in the Jiuyang Mountain Range, where there were countless powerhouses. He was known as the Great Flame Swordsman.
However, today, the flame that he was so proud of was extremely dim compared to Ye Chen's ancient killing intent. It was like the light of a fish that could be swallowed up at any time. It was very small.
"I, Ning Que, the first swordsman in the Jiuyang Mountain Range, have reached the Late-stage of the Sixth Heaven of Truth. My sword can attract endless Heavenly Fire. You can't beat me."
Ning Que took a deep breath and spat out a word coldly. His body was emitting scorching Sword Qi.
Sword cultivation was based on the sword.
The stronger the Sword Qi, the more powerful the power would be. Therefore, when facing a sword cultivator, people would immediately attack and never give him time to accumulate Sword Qi.
Ye Chen was also well aware of this, but he did not move. He was still standing there, expressionless.
The atmosphere between the two became very quiet. There was no sound except for the whistling Sword Qi. It was dead silent.
After a while, Ye Chen moved. He suddenly took a step forward. The ancient killing intent around his body turned solid and slowly spread toward Ning Que.
"Are you ready?"
Ye Chen said faintly, which made the crowd frown. It was not that Ye Chen did not dare to attack. He was waiting for Ye Chen's Sword Qi to reach its peak.
This was not only confidence in his own strength, but also disdain and contempt for Ning Que.
Ye Chen could easily defeat Ning Que. Even if Ning Que's Sword Qi reached its peak, he could still win easily.
"Do it."
Ye Chen spat out another word coldly. Between heaven and earth, killing intent wreaked havoc.
Boom!
With Ye Chen as the center, the ancient killing intent in the air soared into the sky. The color of blood permeated the air and condensed into a demonic blood-colored lotus in midair, causing everyone's eyes to tremble violently. The world instantly lost its color, leaving only this blood-colored lotus.
Ning Que's face turned pale. He looked at the blood lotus in the sky and finally understood why Ye Chen was so confident. However, he represented the Cangyan Tribe and his reputation as a swordsman. He had no choice but to fight.
The long sword trembled, and in the void, endless heavenly fire quietly appeared. However, at this moment, the heavenly fire was no longer as domineering as before. Compared to the ancient killing intent and the demonic blood lotus, it was like the light of a firefly.
How could the light of a firefly compete with the brilliance of the sun and moon?
"Go!"
Ye Chen lightly pointed with his finger, and the blood lotus flew towards Ning Que. Its speed was not fast, and was even somewhat slow. However, at this moment, the entire space was filled with killing intent, and Ning Que had nowhere to hide.
The heavenly fire was completely drowned in the killing intent. Ning Que looked at the blood lotus with fear and regret. He originally had no grudge against Ye Chen, but because of his lust, he teased Liu Muyun and ended up like this.
He deserved it. No one could save him, and no one could save him.
The color of blood permeated, and the Sword Qi on his body disappeared. The moment the blood lotus touched Ning Que's body, it began to melt his flesh and blood slowly. It was silent and breathless, and not even a trace of residue was left. It was a true death.
"Ah!"
Mournful cries rang out. Ning Que turned his head and saw that not far away, the moonlight was slowly shining down. The dozen people from the Cangyan Tribe had fallen to the ground. They were no longer breathing and had become cold corpses.
Liu Muyun stood in the void and slowly retracted his hand. There was not a trace of blood on his clothes, and even his eyes were so calm and indifferent.
Seeing this scene, Ning Que suddenly realized that he was the one who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth. Ye Chen did not immediately attack just now because he did not want to lower himself to his level.
Such a realization was too heavy. It cost him his precious life, and also caused the destruction of the Cangyan Tribe.
Whoosh!
The blood lotus spread all over Ning Que's body. The blood light flashed, and when it dissipated, there was nothing left on the ground. Not even a drop of blood was left.
At this moment, everyone's hearts beat violently. They never thought that this battle would end so quickly. A battle between a dragon and a tiger?
What a joke.
All the powerhouses of the Cangyan Tribe were killed, and not a single one was left alive.
Ye Chen was so powerful, and that woman was also ridiculously powerful. These two people really had the ability to kill their way up the city wall.
At this moment, Ye Chen stood there and looked at the crowd coldly. The blood lotus was still there, but the color of blood seemed to have become thicker and more demonic. Many people lowered their heads and did not dare to look directly into Ye Chen's eyes.
"Who is the commander of Nine Yang City?"
Ye Chen's gaze suddenly froze. After a moment of silence, a middle-aged man in armor walked out with trembling steps. He was only in the Fifth Heaven of Truth, and did not dare to be arrogant in front of Ye Chen.
"I am Yang Yun, the commander of the defense of Nine Yang City. What orders do you have for me?"
The middle-aged man raised his head and showed a flattering smile. However, his eyes were immediately covered by a touch of cold blood. The blood lotus bloomed again.
The blood lotus directly penetrated his heart and destroyed everything in his body. The man's eyes widened, and his face was full of confusion. His body slowly fell to the ground, lifeless.
"As the commander of the defense of Nine Yang City, you actually closed the city gate without caring about the lives of others. Such a person does not deserve to live in this world."
Ye Chen's gaze was calm. Every word was deeply imprinted in the hearts of the crowd. On the city wall, no one dared to speak. They all held their breaths, afraid that they would be killed.
Rumbling sounds could be heard as a few beastly roars could be heard from afar. A patch of pitch-black thunderclouds spread out from afar, exuding a destructive aura. If one looked closely, they would be able to see a few bolts of lightning within the dark clouds. They were rushing towards Nine Yang City at a frightening speed.
"It seems like the Thunder Devouring Demonic Tribe has not given up yet."
Ye Chen's gaze trembled. Then, he moved and came to Liu Muyun's side. The two of them saw the look in each other's eyes. Then, they jumped into the air and landed on the city wall.
This time, no one made a sound.
Everyone turned their heads, as if they did not see this scene.
In the Martial World, strength was the most important thing. The strength that Ye Chen and Liu Muyun had displayed was far greater than theirs. Therefore, they did not dare to reprimand them. They could only silently allow it.
Ye Chen also understood this principle. Therefore, he did not waste time talking nonsense. He directly waved his fists and killed people. He used his strength to win the right to enter Nine Yang City. This was the meaning of strength was the most important thing.
Not far away, a tide of spiritual beasts surged over. The sky and the ground were filled with the violent figures of spiritual beasts. Their eyes had turned scarlet, and under their roars, there was a terrifying wave of True Origin Energy whizzing past.