Suddenly, Han Chen raised his right hand, and the wine jar was thrown into the air with a whoosh. Han Chen's right hand was finally free.
Wei Yixiao saw the wine jar fly away and immediately jumped up, wanting to snatch it.
However, at this moment, Han Chen jumped into the air before him. He pointed out with both his hands. The Luo Ye Finger was powerful and majestic like a mountain pressing down. Wei Yixiao was shocked.
His palms flew up and down, and he started fighting Han Chen in the air.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In the air, the snow was fluttering. As the two experts descended, they exchanged blows with their hands crazily. Genuine Qi surged, and their clothes fluttered. The scene was magnificent.
Puff!
The moment the two of them landed, Han Chen pointed his finger at Wei Yixiao's palm.
Wei Yixiao's body shook, and his face turned slightly pale. He floated backward and stood under the ancient pine tree in shock. He pondered for a long time before shaking his head and sighing.
He cupped his fists and said," Young Hero Han's martial arts are so powerful that it's rare to see one of them. No wonder he dared to kill a Shaolin monk. I'm impressed, impressed…"
Han Chen stood in the snow and smiled. He slowly extended his right hand, and the jar of wine landed in his palm.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for defeating a Xiantian first stage expert, Wei Yixiao. Points 3000!”
"Three thousand points? Hehe, not bad." Han Chen nodded in satisfaction.
From the moment Han Chen threw the wine jar away to the moment it landed on his palm, it had only been a few breaths. However, in this short period of time, Han Chen had defeated Wei Yixiao.
"Looks like this old man won't be able to enjoy this jar of wine.”
Wei Yixiao shook his head and smiled bitterly. He looked at Han Chen with a complicated look and cupped his hands." If we meet again in the future, I will treat you to three hundred cups of wine. Hahaha…"
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a gust of wind and drifted into the snow, disappearing from Han Chen's sight.
After witnessing Han Chen's performance and losing two matches in a row, Wei Yixiao left with a big laugh.
He had chased after Han Chen because he wanted to see what kind of person the Emei Young Master who had killed the Shaolin master was.
Now that he had achieved his goal, there was no need for him to stay any longer.
Most importantly, the frost qi in his body was showing signs of backlash. He was going to drink human blood.
Therefore, he had to leave.
Looking at the direction Wei Yixiao left, Han Chen shook his head and ignored him. He could tell that Wei Yixiao had no ill intentions towards him. Naturally, he did not have to make things difficult for him.
He carried the wine jar and slowly walked into the snow.
Ta…
A snow-white horse galloped through the snow and stood in front of Han Chen.
The White Jade Wind Chaser was quite intelligent and recognized its master. Although it was far behind, it still caught up to Han Chen.
Stroking White Jade Wind Chaser's mane, Han Chen nodded in satisfaction. He smiled, jumped onto the horse, and drank a mouthful of Thousand Sun Drunk.
"Giddyup ~"
White Jade Chasing Wind swept up the snow foam and rushed into the sky full of snow, heading straight for Kunlun.
……
Kunlun Mountain, also known as the Kunlun Void, was the place where the Queen Mother of the West lived. It was the ancestor of all mountains.
The Kunlun Sect was right above Kunlun.
Under the call of Shaolin Temple, all the major sects rushed to Mount Kunlun. As the host, He Taichong, the sect leader, was very enthusiastic about the Jianghu people who came to encircle the Demonic Sect. He specially vacated Yuxu Peak for the various sects to live in.
Within a few days, Shaolin, Wudang, Kongtong, Huashan, and Beggar's Sect stepped onto Yuxu Peak one after another!
All of a sudden, Yuxu Peak was bustling with activity!
As for the nameless people in Jianghu, they were not qualified to set foot on Yuxu Peak yet. They could only make their way to the small town at the foot of the mountain and wait until the time of the uprising to attack Light Summit together.
In the next few days, all the rich and powerful people from all over the world poured into the town. There were more and more people.
Among these Jianghu tycoons, there was no lack of disciples from the six great sects, Ming Cult's eyes and ears, and Zhao Min's spies. After all, in this kind of place where dragons and snakes mingled, news spread the fastest.
As night fell, the wind and snow stopped, and the streets were empty.
Ta…
A snow-white horse rode through the narrow streets of the town and stopped in front of a dilapidated inn.
Immediately, a young man came down. He was dressed in white and had a blood sword hanging from his waist. He threw a silver ingot to the waiter and asked him to take good care of White Jade Chasing Wind. Then, he walked into the inn.
In the inn's lobby, there were a few shabby wooden tables. A few bare-chested Jianghu tycoons were drinking in large bowls.
Han Chen asked for a superior room and ordered a few side dishes. Ignoring the gazes of these rich people, he slowly walked up the stairs and entered the guest room on the second floor.
"What a handsome young man!”
"Bai Yi, the blood sword, could it be him?”
"Shh, keep your voice down. This is Han Chen, the young master of Emei. He even dared to kill an eminent Shaolin monk.”
"Hehe, the Shaolin Temple's experts are all on Yuxu Peak now. There are more than a hundred of them. If they know that he's here, I'm afraid they'll rush down the mountain.”
"So what if I go down the mountain? They weren't even afraid of 800 iron cavalry, so what if your Shaolin Temple had more people? Isn't that just courting death?"
"That's not true. The people of Shaolin Temple are all experts. How can they be compared to the eight hundred cavalry?”
"Stop talking. Do you want to die? Be careful not to let him hear you!”
When these people in the martial world mentioned Han Chen, they all kept quiet out of fear. They were afraid that if Han Chen heard it, he would bring about an undeserved disaster.
The fact that Han Chen had offended Shaolin had already spread throughout the world. It was no secret.
Now, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Master Kong Wen, was on Yuxu Peak with hundreds of monks. No one expected Han Chen to come to Kunlun Mountain.
At this moment, in a corner of the inn's lobby.
Two disguised Huashan disciples immediately got up and left the inn when they saw Han Chen appear. They rode their horses and rushed to Yuxu Peak to inform Xianyu Tong.
"The Young Sect Master of Emei has come to Kunlun. Quickly report to the Sect Master!”
Other than the two Huashan disciples, there were also a few groups of Jianghu people with different backgrounds who quietly paid their bills and left the inn. They either sent letters by pigeon or rode their horses to inform the higher-ups of Han Chen's arrival at Kunlun.
Among these people were disciples of the Kongtong Sect, disciples of the Beggar's Sect, Ming Cult disciples, and even spies of Zhao Min.
All of a sudden, news about Han Chen spread out from this dilapidated inn. It traveled across the mountains and quickly sent to all the major forces, reaching the hands of those with high authority and strategic planning.
When they learned of Han Chen's sudden appearance, some were shocked, some sneered, some were happy, and some were angry...
But no matter what, Han Chen's arrival had become the most uncertain factor. It had undoubtedly disrupted some people's plans, and they had no choice but to plan again.
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