With a massive surge of sword aura, before these disciples could even reach Ye Chen’s sword blade, their identity tokens shattered one after another, transforming into rays of light that were teleported away.
Yet Ye Chen’s sword blade did not stop for even a fraction of a second, striking directly into the sheer rock face of the canyon and leaving behind a deep, hundred-meter-long scar on the pristine cliff.
After the strike landed, the fury in Ye Chen’s heart had not yet dissipated, though he forcefully suppressed it. He put away the crimson sword, hurriedly turned around and walked over to Qingyue, and grabbed her arm.
Chapter 751