Chapter 30 (1/2)

The next day, before dawn, ye Chen put on a black robe and went to mount Lingshan.

For the first time, he went straight to the back mountain, then changed into ragged clothes, confused his hair, smeared mud on his face, and finally hid in the luxuriant weeds.

”When you've done this, you'll stop.” Looking at the past Hengyue disciple, ye Chen made such a decision in his heart.

He thought he was careful and planned well.

However, there is no airtight wall in everything. If you want to stop when it is good, God knows where there is a mistake that he has never thought of, which will lead to death for himself.

With the sky completely bright, the shadow of Hengyue zonghou mountain gradually increased.

However, ye Chen found a strange phenomenon, that is, none of the disciples of diyangfeng who came to pick lingcao today did not describe them individually, or in groups of three or five. They all came in groups.

”Gather a spirit grass and form a team.” Among the weeds, ye Chen sneered at the corner of his mouth.

It seems that the disciples of diyangfeng are all learning to be smart. They are afraid that someone will knock their sticks behind them, so they form a team to gather spirit grass.

Having figured out this point, ye Chen is somewhat entangled.

Although he recognized his current cultivation level and strength, he was not afraid of any diyangfeng disciples. Even if they were in groups, ye Chen had the confidence to defeat them all.

However, this is not a valley. If you fail to beat them all in the first time, there will be trouble and more people will be attracted. That is the most bullshit thing.

Yeah?

When tangled, ye Chen saw a familiar figure from afar.

The man's eyes were red and his face was gloomy and frightening, as if everyone owed him a bailing stone. If you look carefully, isn't it Zhao long?

”If you dare to come out alone, you are not timid.” Among the weeds, ye Chen sneered and found the black iron stick from the storage bag.

However, ye Chen is just about to leave, but he finds that Zhao Long also takes out a black iron stick from the storage bag. Ye Chen is stunned at the spot.

Ye Chen did not move, and retracted back.

His eyes moved with Zhao Long's figure. He saw Zhao Long carrying a black iron stick straight to the back of a disciple of Tianyang peak. Then he swung it cleanly. The disciple of Tianyang peak fell down on the spot.

Er!

Ye Chen opened his mouth and was stunned there.

”Let your Tianyang peak calculate my Diyang peak, let you Tianyang peak calculate my Diyang peak.” When ye Chen is in a daze, Zhao Long brandishes the iron bar again and smashes it on the Tianyang peak disciple who has fainted.

This words a, leaf Chen mouth corner can't help but pull move.

OK! Before and after this two beating stick events, the Diyang peak Ge Hong, this is counted in the head of Tianyang peak.

Seeing this scene, ye Chen in the weeds could not help rubbing his eyebrows.

This is what he did not expect. His target is diyangfeng, but he did not expect that diyangfeng identified tianyangfeng as the murderer.

For a moment, ye Chen's face became more and more wonderful. It was to understand why the disciples of Diyang peak had formed a team to come to the back mountain. Where did they come to pick up the spirit grass, it was clear that they had come together to beat the sticks.

Ah!

Sure enough, the northeast direction soon came the sound of killing pigs.

Ah!

Another scream came from the northwest.

Ah .！

Screams from the south-east followed.

Ah ..！

Then there was the southwest direction, and the scream was a seeker.