Chapter 530

Han Longwu's perception radiated, but he didn't find anyone else. He couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief,

His eyes flickered, his body exuded thick real yuan, his feet flickered, flew rapidly in the void, and his speed increased by a few points.

However, Han Longwu found that the feeling of being monitored still existed, and it became more and more intense. A faint chill fell on him, making him uncomfortable.

His eyebrows wrinkled tightly. Han Longwu swept high into the air. His body suddenly turned around and slapped out behind him without warning. The violent palm wind was full of hot gas, tearing the tranquility of the night, exploding and rolling up a hot storm.

"You want to follow me, you really want to die." Han Longwu smiled coldly at the corners of his mouth, but at the moment when his voice just fell, his pupils suddenly expanded a few minutes.

I saw a green figure in the hot storm, straight out of it. The violent flame, as if it had no lethality, could not stop the pace of the figure.

What's more strange is that a wisp of frost white breath falls on the hot storm. It's only an instant. The storm turns into ice sculpture and reflects gorgeous colorful brilliance in the moonlight.

Han Longwu looked at the figure in front of him and made his eyes stiff.

This man is actually a woman.

She was wearing a long green dress, with a beautiful face and a trace of hostility in her eyebrows. She was suspended in the void. Her body did not move, but there was a strange pressure detached from nothing, which filled the whole space, making him feel that his breathing became a little heavy.

"I know you. You're from the eclosion sect."

Han Longwu stared at the woman, and his heart was dignified. The woman was so strong that she ignored her attack and had such a strange cold. When did the Yuhua sect have such strong disciples.

Moreover, Han Longwu has a strange feeling. How can the coldness of this woman be so similar to that of Ye Chen.

"You're wrong. I'm not a disciple of the eclosion sect. My name is Baguio and I only belong to Ye Chen." the woman spit out a voice. Her voice is as clear and moving as a valley oriole, but it falls in Han Longwu's ear and is so cold.

Not a disciple of the Yuhua sect, but a person of Ye Chen?

Ye Chen must have arranged her tracking this time. It seems that ye Chen really wants to deal with him.

A trace of indifference flashed in his heart. Han Longwu suddenly swept his body and left quickly, trying to get rid of Baguio.

Hoo Hoo!

The wind roared. Under Han Longwu's shocked eyes, a skinny young man came slowly in the moonlight. With each step, he swept a hundred meters, with amazing speed and a strong sense of killing.

This person is not ye Chen, who will it be?

Han Longwu suddenly stopped, looked at Ye Chen and said, "what do you want to do?"

Facing Han Longwu's question, ye Chen didn't answer. In his dark eyes, there was a bit of cold, which made Han Longwu have no clue but doubt.

At this time, Baguio also followed.

She stood beside Ye Chen and didn't speak. The spirit of the nether world swirled around her. On her skin, there was a faint cyan brilliance. The power of the nether real dragon silently attacked Han Longwu's heart and brought a sense of fear.

"Hum!"

After a while, Han Longwu finally couldn't stand it. He would rather fight with Ye Chen than disintegrate his willpower bit by bit. He snorted coldly and left here quickly.

While he was moving, ye Chen and Baguio also moved.

The speed of the two of them was not fast, so they closely followed Han Longwu. Whenever Han Longwu accelerated and tried to get rid of them, they could catch up immediately in just a few breaths, as if they always kept a distance.

"That woman's strength is not below me."

Han Longwu looked at the two people behind him and said secretly in his heart that he had a clear understanding of Ye Chen's strength, but the woman who followed Ye Chen could keep up with him so easily. Presumably, his strength was not under him.

Originally, Han Longwu just thought Ye Chen was strong, but he still had a chance to kill him by relying on the siege of everyone.

But now, ye Chen has a helper, and he is still such a strong man. Han Longwu's heart shows a sense of helplessness and decline.

His figure kept moving. Looking at the changing scenery in front of him, Han Longwu swept over more than half of the imperial city. In front of him, his vision suddenly opened. There were towering palaces, just like an imperial palace, with very strict guards.

This is the Han clan.

As the night wind blew, Han Longwu directly entered the Han family. At this time, many Han family disciples were still practicing hard. When they saw Han Longwu in the void, they couldn't help showing their doubts.

Tonight is Lin Shitian's birthday banquet. According to the truth, Han Longwu can't come back so soon. Moreover, they seem to feel Han Longwu's great fear. His whole body exudes a thick breath, and his face shows the color of anxiety and helplessness.

A moment later, two figures appeared in front of the people, which made their hearts tremble. The figure was a man and a woman.

The man, dressed in black, is very handsome and unrestrained in the night sky. The woman, wearing a green dress, has a delicate face and exudes a holy smell. It's not too much to say that she is a national beauty and natural fragrance.

"What a beautiful woman."

The eyes of the crowd were slightly frozen. They had never seen the woman before and couldn't help but sigh.

"Ye Chen, he is Ye Chen!"

One person suddenly shouted, so that everyone's eyes shifted in the past, and his eyebrows immediately wrinkled tightly. Leaf dust? What is he doing here?

Han Longwu looked into the distance and roared, "Ye Chen, this is our Han clan. Even if you are strong, you can't break it. Forgive people where you get people. This is the imperial city. At the foot of the king, you can't be so presumptuous!"

When the crowd heard Han Longwu's words, they could feel the meaning of fear. They all whispered, and an inexplicable riot swept through the Han family.

Ye Chen looked at Han Longwu coldly and said with a faint smile: "Han Longwu, along the way, I didn't say a word, let alone make a sudden move. Why are you so anxious? Now, I haven't even stepped into the door of your Han family. You are so angry. It seems that it doesn't meet the identity of the head of your Han family."

Ye Chen's voice was harsh, which made Han Longwu's heart tremble. He scanned his eyes and found that the whole Han family was filled with fear and panic. Some Han family disciples couldn't stand this oppressive atmosphere and began to stir up.

"For the last time, what are you doing? Answer me!"

He took a deep breath. In Han Longwu's words, there was a bit of begging. His heart had begun to collapse. The whole person had no original arrogance, just like a loser dog.

"At the banquet, I once said that after today, I will settle my old accounts with you."

When talking, ye Chen turned his head and looked at the bright moon still hanging high in the night sky. His eyes fell on Han Longwu again and said with a smile: "however, don't worry, there are still three hours before the end of tonight. You can live for three hours."

The voice fell slowly, and the disturbance of the Han family was more prosperous.

Everyone can't help taking a cold breath. Ye Chen, does he want to kill the door?