boom!

With a loud bang, Tian Shijing was reduced to ashes.

This……

The entire audience was immediately shocked.

A dignified grandmaster was reduced to ashes with a single slap.

This young man wasn't bragging; he really is strong!

He is at least a Grandmaster in the early stage, and a fire-type Grandmaster at that!

Who is this person?

Most people do not know Chen Yi.

Ye Shuang was so shocked that her eyes widened and her mouth opened wide enough to fit a large ham.

"Young Master Chen... he's actually a Grandmaster! He's only about two years older than me! A Grandmaster at such a young age, it's unbelievable!"

Qingyuan frowned slightly.

This young master Chen is at least a Grandmaster.

But why can't even he see a clue?

He's a grandmaster!

It wouldn't be easy for someone to hide their presence from him.

This young master Chen is truly strange!

Xu Linwei tightened her grip on Ye Shuang's hand and smiled slightly:

"I told you you didn't need to worry about him, my husband is very capable."

At this moment, Chen Yi looked up at the sky.

Killing Tian Shijing only yielded several times the merit; a grandmaster like him was not even as good as Lin Yuansheng, a mere internal strength martial artist.

However, he has come to accept it.

Killing martial artists from China is not rewarded by Heaven unless the person is utterly wicked.

After all, a martial artist's cultivation process relies entirely on themselves, unlike evil cultivators who increase their cultivation by harming others.

Otherwise, it would be encouraging Chen Yi to indiscriminately kill martial artists.

The young people from the ancient martial arts families were shocked and then enraged.

"You little brat, you actually played dumb to fool us! You ambushed and killed Young Master Tian, ​​we will never forgive you!"

"Yes, we must avenge Young Master Tian today!"

"Kid!"

A young man in purple stepped forward, pointed at Chen Yi, and angrily said,

"You resorted to sneak attacks and tried to kill me; that's despicable, shameless, and vile! I, Yan Wujiu of Yanshan, will surely kill you!"

The eight ancient martial arts families: Jiang, Wang, Lin, Zhao, Peng, Tian, ​​Yan, and Murong.

This person is none other than Yan Wujiu of the Yan family of Yanshan, a mid-stage Grandmaster martial artist, and the leader of this group of young ancient martial arts practitioners who have joined forces to descend the mountain.

"very good!"

Chen Yi nodded slightly, raised his hand, and slapped Yan Wujiu into ashes.

Ashes covered everyone's faces and heads, and the air was filled with the aroma of roasted meat.

hiss!

As this scene unfolded, everyone in the audience, numbering over a hundred, gasped in shock.

If Chen Shao's swift defeat of Tian Shijing was due to Tian Shijing's carelessness in agreeing to stand still and let Chen Shao hit him, then...

However, this time, Yan Wujiu took the initiative to step forward, which definitely meant he was prepared.

But it was still slapped into ashes.

It can only be said that Chen Shao overwhelmed Yan Wujiu with his strength.

This young master Chen is at least a peak Grandmaster!

My goodness!

The thought sent chills down everyone's spines!

A young man in his early twenties actually possesses the strength of a peak Grandmaster!

Even if one cultivates from the womb, it's impossible to achieve this!

Just what kind of prodigy is this child?

Even Master Qingyuan found it unbelievable.

He only broke through to the Grandmaster level at the age of thirty-eight. Compared to Young Master Chen, he was simply a good-for-nothing!

The young members of the ancient martial arts family all took a step back.

Even Young Master Yan is dead. Killing them would be as easy as chopping melons and vegetables for this kid.

Chen Yi's gaze fell on them, a faint hint of contempt curling at the corner of his lips.

"Don't worry, if you don't court death, you won't die."

"Yes, yes, you are right."

The young men were terrified. "May I ask your honorable name, and which family or sect you belong to?"

Chen Yi looked up at the sky and said quietly:

"My name is Chen Yi. I'm just a doctor, unaffiliated with any sect or school, and know very little about martial arts. If you want revenge, you can come openly."

As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of pairs of eyes glared resentfully at Chen Yi.

You call this knowing very little about martial arts?

Versailles, a place that dies quickly!

A young man in white quickly cupped his hands and said:

"Young Master Chen, you misunderstand. We simply need to give an explanation when we get back. The mortal martial arts world is full of hidden talents; we've learned a profound lesson today. Farewell!"

After speaking, the dozen or so young people suppressed their fear and quickly left the square.

They initially agreed to descend the mountain, intending to make a name for themselves in the three great holy lands of the mortal martial arts world, but unexpectedly, they suffered a devastating blow at their very first stop.

They're still far from it!

Go back and cultivate in seclusion!

The square suddenly became lively.

Hundreds of Qingcheng disciples surrounded Chen Yi, making it impossible for him to pass through.

"Young Master Chen, which sect do you belong to?"

"You're not really just a doctor, are you?"

"Senior Brother Yu, you and Young Master Chen are friends, right? Tell us about it."

Yu Cangran was filled with helplessness.

"Young Master Chen is really just a doctor."

A doctor is more powerful than these young people from the holy land. Where can you find the justice in this?

Zhen Canglan had recovered and stepped forward to greet Chen Yi with a cupped-hand salute.

"I will always remember Young Master Chen's life-saving grace."

"It was nothing, Fellow Daoist Zhen, you don't need to worry about it," Chen Yi said with a smile.

After a while, everyone dispersed, and Chen Yi followed Daoist Qingyuan back to Baiyun Valley.

He promised to send Yu Cangran a batch of Qi-Nourishing Pills, and he would also refine a batch of pills such as True Essence Pills and Longevity Pills.

Fortunately, Master Qingyuan's medicine cabinet was fully stocked with medicinal herbs.

After being locked in the alchemy room for five or six hours, Chen Yi opened the door and came out.

Yu Cangran and Daoist Qingyuan hurriedly came forward, looking anxiously at Chen Yi.

Chen Yi tossed a cloth bag to Yu Cangran.

Yu Cangran opened it and saw a white, fragrant box containing more than a dozen Qi-Nourishing Pills.

"Young Master Chen, thank you so much! If you ever need me again, I'll go through fire and water for you, even at the cost of my life!"

Yu Cangran said excitedly.

"Young Master Chen, mine... mine is mine!"

Master Qingyuan became even more excited, gesturing wildly.

Chen Yi took out three True Essence Pills and handed them to him.

He said, "This can help Grandmasters increase their cultivation; I suggest you take it when you encounter a bottleneck."

Master Qingyuan took it immediately and examined it closely in his hands.

They were a few pale yellow pills, about the size of cherries, with a fragrance that was lighter than that of the Qi-Nourishing Pill.

Overjoyed, he quickly stuffed it into his pocket.

He smiled broadly as he repeatedly cupped his hands in greeting to Chen Yi.

"Thank you for the pill, Young Master Chen. If you wish to refine pills or swords in the future, please come to me anytime. I have all the necessary medicinal herbs."

"Then thank you very much, Daoist Master."

Chen Yi also cupped his hands in greeting.

This time, forty True Essence Pills were refined. Three were given to Daoist Qingyuan, and thirty-seven remain.

This is a huge profit!

Just then, Chen Yi's phone rang, and he saw that it was Gao Qishan calling.

"Chairman Gao, this is Chen Yi."

"Dr. Chen, I've finally found you! That's wonderful!"

Over there, Gao Qishan was extremely anxious.

"Shiyu has disappeared, please help me."

"Ah—poetry!"

A woman's crying could be heard from nearby; it must be Gao Qishan's wife.

Chen Yi frowned slightly: "Chairman Gao, don't worry, I'm coming right away."

"What happened?" Xu Linwei asked anxiously.

Chen Yi explained the situation, and Xu Linwei became very anxious upon hearing it.

He said, "My car is parked at the foot of the mountain, let's go back quickly."

Chen Yi waved his hand: "Driving too slowly."

"Let's go, or do you want to fly back?"

Xu Linwei said solemnly.

But then, she was stunned.

Swish!

Suddenly, a flash of silver light appeared, and a long sword suddenly appeared, floating in mid-air.

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