"Yue Deng, please pay attention to the investigation."

Ye Haochuan and a few people moved forward carefully.

"Yes, leader." Yue Deng nodded and responded.

"Where have the people from the Evil Sect died? We have been sneaking into the Bai Tingyuan Realm for so long, but we haven't even seen anyone?" Lang Fan looked around and muttered.

Ye Haochuan couldn't help but frowned. Logically speaking, this area should be all the territory of the evil sect, and it was impossible to be so empty.

The only explanation is that there is a big war ahead and it has restrained too much manpower.

"Go ahead. If we have finished the fight by the time we arrive, we will not be able to get any benefits!" Ye Haochuan said with a lip.

He didn't come in to travel around the mountains and rivers. He thought he would gain something as long as he came in, but who would have thought that this place would be destroyed by the evil sect? Along the way, he didn't even get a useful herb, and he was very depressed.

"etc!"

Yue Deng suddenly stopped and carefully observed a battle trace in front of him. After a moment, he said, "The trace is recently left, and it seems that both sides of the battle are of no low strength!"

After saying that, he leaned his ears down and listened carefully, then said, "It should be not far ahead. Listening to the movement, I am afraid that it is at least a battle between the late stages of the Nascent Soul, and it is not impossible to even the peak of the Nascent Soul!"

I'll go, the peak of the Nascent Soul? The seven of us combined are not enough for someone else to press it!

Ye Haochuan couldn't help but frown.

If it were usual, when he encountered such a master's battle, he would definitely run as far as he could. But at this time, this fight must be a confrontation between Xuanmen and the Evil Sect. As a member of Xuanmen, it seems unkind to be a kind person to turn around and leave like this.

After thinking for a while, Ye Haochuan finally made up his mind. However, such things must be planned and then acted. After a hasty passage, he would only ask for trouble.

Thinking of this, he asked again: "Yue Deng, can you be sure who is here in Xuanmen?"

Yue Deng nodded and said, "President wait a moment, I'll go and have a look."

"Be careful!" Ye Haochuan said with concern.

The other party is a master at the peak of the Nascent Soul. If discovered, he is very likely to encounter danger.

"Don't worry, hiding yourself is also one of the important courses for tracking!" Yue Deng smiled, then disappeared after a few jumps.

Not long after, he ran back with a pale face and said, "The leader of the alliance is Yang Sen. He is fighting with three guys of the same realm."

"Huh?" Ye Haochuan's face darkened and he said, "What are you talking about is Yang Sen, the judge of the Yang family's magic pen?"

Yang Sen is a god-level figure in the Xuanmen War. Ye Haochuan had long wanted to see his style, but he had never had a chance. He never expected that he would meet in this situation.

Yue Deng nodded and confirmed the correctness of his intelligence again.

Ye Haochuan suddenly frowned and showed a serious face.

It is definitely not a simple person to be able to fight with a character of Yang Sen. It is really not suitable for these people to join in the fun.

Damn it, no matter what, Master Yang’s chance to fight is not easy to see. And with such a master, you still need to worry about safety issues?

Unable to resist the curiosity in his heart, Ye Haochuan decided to go over and take a look.

So the seven people leaned over quietly, and soon they saw several people fighting in front of them.

Ye Haochuan looked from a distance and saw a man in white clothes and a firm face holding a stylus, fighting against three, but he was still not at a disadvantage.

Next to him, the three members of the evil sect at the peak of the Nascent Soul were a little depressed and seemed to have suffered internal injuries.

Damn, I am indeed worthy of being the judge of the magic pen. He can still gain an absolute advantage against the three peaks of the Nascent Souls!

Ye Haochuan looked envious.

When Ye Haochuan and others saw Yang Sen, Yang Sen's eyes suddenly swept here.

After he saw the cultivation level of Ye Haochuan and others, he snorted coldly and ignored him.

Even the three masters of the Evil Sect’s Nascent Soul just glanced at Ye Haochuan and others with disdain.

In their opinion, they were just a few ants in the Dan-King stage, and no matter which person they were, they would not affect the situation of the battle. To destroy them, they would just breathe a little more.

"The Hunter of Fire!" A thin mage of the Evil Sect suddenly shouted, and then raised the staff in his hand high.

Before he finished speaking, a huge ball of flame shot out quickly, covering Yang Sen.

The other two monks also took the opportunity to use their own methods to attack Yang Sen.

Yang Sen's expression was not fluctuating at all, and he smiled contemptuously.

"A stroke of spring and autumn!"

As his doctor yelled lightly, a golden stylus in his hand began to write in the air.

Two huge but vague ancient seal scripts quickly appeared in the air. Just as these two fonts appeared, the originally somewhat dark sky was filled with golden light.

The huge fire hell, under this golden light, could not enter the slightest.

"not good!"

All the three masters of the Evil Sect changed their faces and looked at these two words in horror. They all knew that "Yibi Chunqiu" was Yang Sen's unique skill in becoming famous, but they did not expect that the power would be so strong.

"Do away!" The mage suddenly shouted, as if he had foresaw something terrible, and quickly retreated.

"Want to run?"

Yang Sen sneered and shouted anxiously: "Dingshanhe!"

As his voice fell, a flash of light lit up, and the two words in the air suddenly became clear, which was the two words of mountains and rivers!

These two words rotated at an extremely fast speed.

Huh ~

After a gust of wind, the two words "mountain and river" turned into phantoms of three mountains, pressing down on their heads.

"puff!"

Three evil cultivators tried hard to block it, but they were still beaten by the word "mountain and river" and spit out a mouthful of blood, and their momentum fell down again.

"Why? At the peak of the Nascent Soul, why is he so much better than us?" An evil cultivator said in horror with a look of shock.

"What a magical judge, we are really far from him!" Another person sighed.

"Hmph! If it weren't for ambushing and sneak attacks, you three would have been my soul!" Yang Sen snorted coldly.

His expression at this time still seemed to be somewhat contemptuous of all living beings.

Ye Haochuan was jealous of the eyes, and he didn't know when he would have to wait for such an encounter.

He seemed to think of a picture. He faced tens of millions of enemies alone, his face full of disdain and said proudly: "Even if you come again, what can you rely on me?"

Damn, it's so handsome!

Just when Ye Haochuan's eyes were full of stars, the three masters of the evil sect all had a bitter face.

They were the ones who attacked him, it was clearly Yang Sen himself. It was still a bit far from the front battlefield. Yang Sen crossed such a long distance to attack the sect leader of Xuanming Sect.

The Xuanming Sect was able to control the other two evil sects this time and launched such a big war, all of which were planned by this sect leader.

Yang Sen wanted to take advantage of the front battlefield to sneak to the rear and sneak attack the leader of Xuanming Sect, so that the war would be over halfway.

However, the leader of the Xuanming Sect is not a simple person. He had expected this move to do so, so he left several masters who were at the peak of the Nascent Soul to protect him, which is why this scene is now.

Now Yang Sen insists on saying that they are sneak attacks, but these three evil sect masters are really indescribable.

Thinking of this, the mage suddenly turned his eyes and laughed loudly: "We don't want to attack or something. But..."

While speaking, he winked at the thin mage.

The thin mage smiled knowingly and took the opportunity to launch a wave of offensives. In a silent manner, a handful of translucent poisonous sand flew towards Yang Sen's back.
Chapter completed!