Emperor Qiankun

Seeing Chen Lingyu act so decisively, Li Qingyuan was delighted.

How could he be missing when killing the people from Yunyin Sect?

So, he raised the sword in his hand without hesitation and rushed forward with Chen Lingyu.

When Chen Lingyu saw Li Qingyuan appear, he gave him a look full of gratitude.

There were not many disciples in this group of Yunyin Sect, only about a dozen of them.

The highest level among them is only the second level of Purple Mansion Realm.

With the strong addition of Li Qingyuan and Chen Lingyu, in less than a moment, the dozen or so disciples of the Yunyin Sect fell in a pool of blood.

The leader of this group of Yunyin Sect disciples, before dying, uttered a cruel word: "Senior Brother Feng and the Eighth Prince are nearby. If you dare to kill me, you will all be buried with me!"

He wanted to say something else, but Li Qingyuan did not give him the chance to continue speaking. Instead, he decisively pierced his forehead with a sword.

Just like that, the Yunyin Sect disciple fell in a pool of blood with his eyes wide open, his face full of anger and fear, and it was obvious that he died with his eyes open!

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At this time, Chen Lingyu had already come to the side of the disciples of Haoyue Pavilion.

"Brother Chen, you... you're finally here. You really scared me just now."

A female disciple in the Haoyue Pavilion said in a crying voice.

Chen Lingyu frowned and asked, "What exactly happened? The Yunyin Sect has no grudges against us, so why would they come after you?"

The female disciple sobbed a few times, as if she wanted to vent all her grievances.

After a long while, she slowly stopped crying and said in a choked voice, "We were searching for spiritual materials nearby when we heard sounds of fighting in the distance. Curious, we wanted to go see what was going on, but we didn't expect to run into people from the Yunyin Sect there. When they saw us, they attacked us without a word. We don't know why."

After saying that, she couldn't help crying again.

Chen Lingyu's face was solemn. He turned his head to look at the corpse of the Yunyin Sect disciple on the ground, thinking about Senior Brother Feng and the Eighth Prince mentioned by the Yunyin Sect disciple.

Li Qingyuan also walked over and said in a low voice, "This matter is probably not as simple as it seems. Since the people from the Yunyin Sect mentioned Feng Chen and the Eighth Prince, there must be a bigger conspiracy behind this."

Chen Lingyu nodded slightly, then said to the disciples of Haoyue Pavilion: "You all rest here for the time being. I will go with this brother to investigate the situation."

After saying that, he turned his gaze to Li Qingyuan, who nodded slightly.

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The two of them moved slowly and carefully in the direction where the disciples of Yunyin Sect were coming from. They remained highly alert at all times and paid attention to any movements around them.

After walking for a while, they found some signs of a fight.

The ground was trampled into uneven potholes, and the surrounding trees also showed obvious signs of damage.

There are still some residual mysterious energy fluctuations lingering in the air.

"It seems that there has just been a fierce battle here."

Chen Lingyu lowered his voice and said, his brows slightly furrowed, a sense of uneasiness rising in his heart.

"These traces are as new as new, and must have been left not long ago. And judging by the fluctuations of profound energy, both sides in the battle are quite powerful."

Li Qingyuan squatted down, carefully looked at the traces on the ground, and analyzed.

Just as they were about to continue their investigation, they suddenly heard footsteps not far away.

The two men immediately found a towering tree, hid behind it quickly under the cover of night, and stared nervously in the direction where the sound came from.

I saw a group of people walking slowly, led by a man dressed in gorgeous clothes, who exuded an air of arrogance and majesty.

Next to the man followed an imposing young man with cold eyes and a stern face, giving people an unfathomable feeling.

These two people were none other than the eighth prince Yang Haochen and Feng Chen of the Yunyin Sect.

Behind them was a group of disciples from the Tianwu Dynasty and the Yunyin Sect, all of whom looked around with vigilance.

The appearance of this group of people instantly made Chen Lingyu and Li Qingyuan's nerves tense to the extreme.

They looked at each other, and both knew in their hearts that a fierce battle was inevitable.

Chen Lingyu winked at Li Qingyuan, and the two of them quietly adjusted their breath, bringing their condition to the peak, preparing to deal with the impending crisis.

"Brother Feng, thank goodness you guys helped us this time, otherwise, with just a few of us, it would be really hard to suppress them!"

Yang Haochen, dressed in golden clothes, smiled and said to Feng Chen and others.

"You are so polite, Eighth Prince. It is my honor to serve you."

Feng Chen, dressed in black, spoke flatteringly.

The Eighth Prince nodded slightly.

Afterwards, he led the group forward, chatting as they walked, and the atmosphere was relaxed and harmonious.

However, they did not realize that danger was approaching quietly.

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As the Eighth Prince and his entourage gradually approached the place where Chen Lingyu and Li Qingyuan were hiding, Feng Chen suddenly stopped and frowned slightly.

His eyes became sharp and he observed his surroundings vigilantly.

Seeing this, the Eighth Prince asked dissatisfiedly, "What's wrong, Brother Feng?"

There was a hint of impatience in his voice, and he was obviously puzzled by Feng Chen's sudden stop.

Feng Chen did not answer immediately, but observed the surroundings vigilantly and said in a deep voice: "There is a strange smell here."

The Eighth Prince's face suddenly darkened, and then he waved his hand. The young people behind him from the Yunyin Sect and the Tianwu Dynasty immediately scattered and began to search the surroundings carefully.

Chen Lingyu and Li Qingyuan felt a tightness in their hearts, they knew they could no longer hide.

Li Qingyuan tightly gripped the sword in his hand and said to Chen Lingyu in a low voice, "It seems that now we have no choice but to fight hard."

Then he added: "I will deal with Feng Chen later, and you go deal with Yang Haochen."

Chen Lingyu nodded heavily, a look of determination flashing in his eyes.

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Just when the disciples of Yunyin Sect were about to discover them, Chen Lingyu and Li Qingyuan suddenly attacked and rushed towards Yang Haochen and Feng Chen as swift as an arrow.

Their actions were swift and decisive, catching the other group off guard.

The people on the opposite side were startled by the sudden attack, but they quickly reacted and rushed towards Chen Lingyu and Li Qingyuan.

Li Qingyuan's figure was as fast as lightning, quickly shuttling among the disciples of Yunyin Sect, looking for the best opportunity to attack.

His swordsmanship was precise and ruthless, and each sword strike was aimed at the vital parts of the Yunyin Sect disciples.

Chen Lingyu brandished his long sword, and the sword energy was everywhere. The sharp sword force instantly forced back several disciples of the Tianwu Dynasty.