He was scared.

"Sect Master, what should we do next?"

After Ye Sheng died, the elders of the Qingyuan Sect gathered together.

"how?

This son killed my Qingyuan Sect elder, and now he has injured three thousand of my disciples. If this revenge is not avenged, our Qingyuan Sect can still have a foothold in this northwest region!"

Say it.

Ye Sheng looked at Chen Tian again.

"Elders, follow me and kill!"

The difference in strength between monks is mainly based on their realm.

If the opponent is a big level bigger than you, it will definitely be a crushing situation.

It's like the difference between an adult and a baby.

No matter how good a spanking is, a baby will never be a match for an adult.

If the realm is similar, then the support of combat experience and skills is needed, and of course there are also factors of martial arts.

The seventh level of Lingxiao realm is like an ant in front of Chentian.

Although Ye Sheng is stronger than other elders of Qingyuan Sect.

But in front of Chen Tian, ​​he was just a stronger ant.

Chentian alone can fight against the entire Qingyuan Sect! In fact, the main fighting strength of the entire Qingyuan Sect is here.

Those so-called talented disciples are simply not qualified to participate in such a level of battle.

Therefore, these Qingyuan Sect elders who rushed towards Chentian could almost represent the Qingyuan Sect's highest combat effectiveness.

Chen Tian made a move with his right hand, and an ordinary long sword appeared in his hand.
Chapter completed!