The vast momentum of his blade caused the identity tokens of those disciples to shatter one after another before they even touched Ye Chen’s sword, turning into motes of light as they were teleported away.
However, Ye Chen’s blade did not pause in the slightest. It struck directly into the precipice of the canyon, leaving behind a deep, hundred-meter-long scar upon the smooth cliff face.
After the strike, the anger in Ye Chen’s heart had yet to dissipate, though he forcibly restrained it. He sheathed the Red Sword, turned, and hurried to Xia Qingyue’s side, taking her by the arm.
Chapter 751