Except for the triple snow on his body, there is no one else in the world who matches his white clothes.
As the white clothes fell, the eyes of everyone here fell on him alone.
“The Dragon Head?”
“It’s you again!”
“It seems that the lesson given to you by my young master wasn’t enough!”
“How dare you still come here to seek death?”
Andromeda and the others recognised the man in front of them at a glance.
He was dressed in white and wore a mask with a dragon’s head.
It was the same Dragon Head who had plagued the Chu Sect all these years.
Not long ago, Chu Tianqi had severely injured him.
Originally, they thought that this fellow would be very honest.
However, they had not expected that he would now appear in Yanshan.
Naturally, Andromeda and the others hated him with a pa*sion.
However, in the face of the scolding of the Chu Sect’s people, the Dragon Headed Man did not pay any attention.
He turned around and walked towards the Sword Saint and the others.
“Duo… Thank you, Your Excellency, for saving my life.”
“However, the great momentum of my Yanxia Martial Dao has already gone, so I will not involve Your Excellency.”
“If there is an afterlife, the Fist King and I will definitely repay Your Excellency for saving our lives today.”
“But for now, Your Excellency should go.”
The Chu Sect was ultimately powerful.
Although the Sword Saint and the others were extremely grateful to this Dragon Headed Man, they were not relatives, and they, the Martial God Hall, would not dare to let people offend the Chu Sect by protecting Yanxia.
Therefore, after thanking the Dragon Headed Man, the Sword Saint sighed and told the Dragon Headed Man to leave and not to bother with them anymore.
The Dragon Head Man smiled, “Leave?”
“If my home is gone, where can I go?”
In the faint laughter, it was an inexplicable depression and spontaneity.
The Sword Saint and the others froze, and the Fist King’s downcast face lifted up.
“You… You are?”
The Dragon Headed Man did not answer, but removed his mask, revealing the familiar yet unfamiliar face.
“Old… Old Ye?”
“You… You’re Old Ye?”
The moment the Dragon Headed Man removed his mask, both the Sword Saint and the Fist King were dumbfounded in their places.
They stared at the man in front of them with dead eyes and a dull expression of disbelief.
I don’t know if it was because of shock or because they were touched, but a man as majestic as the Sword Saint had tear marks in his old eyes at this moment.
It had been three years.
Nearly three years.
Ever since Ye Feng had withdrawn from the Martial God Hall, the Sword Saint had not heard from Ye Qingtian.
Before the Yanxia crisis occurred this time, the Sword Saint had even wondered if Ye Qingtian would return.
However, even after Tang Hao’s death, Ye Qingtian did not appear.
Originally, the Sword Saint had lost all hope.
But unexpectedly ….
After a long time of shock, Sword Saint’s trembling hand was clutching Ye Qingtian’s arm tightly, and even hit Ye Qingtian’s chest with his fist a few times.
It was as if he was blaming Ye Qingtian for coming only now.
“Old Ye, you fellow, why did you only arrive now.”
“We thought that you were still angry with us and wouldn’t care if the Martial God Hall died or not…” The Fist Emperor was also full of emotion.
That moment of despair, seeing the light and hope again.
That feeling was like a man in the water who had grabbed a lifeline.
One could imagine the excitement in the hearts of the Fist Emperor and the Sword Saint.
“The Martial God Hall, after all, was founded by us together.”
“Yanxia, too, is after all my homeland.”
“Even if I were to be angry with you all again, I still can’t do it after all and watch you die under the Chu Sect.”
Ye Qingtian’s words were low, and on that face, which was full of vicissitudes, were mixed emotions.
In fact, as one grew older, one would realize that there were many things in this world that were not inherently right or wrong.
Just like what happened to Ye Fan, did the Sword Saints do something wrong?
In terms of Ye Qingtian’s position, they were undoubtedly wrong.
However, in the position of the Sword Saint, was he really wrong?
In the end, things in this world are just a matter of the different positions that each person is in.
Moreover, after so long, everything has become a foregone conclusion.
It was time to let go of some grudges and entanglements.
At least now, he, Ye Qingtian, would once again be on the same side as the Sword Saint and the others.
“Old Ye, Tang Hao he…” After a short catch-up, the Sword Saint’s reddened old eyes and words were heavy.
Ye Qingtian nodded his head, “I know.”
“Old Tang, he, is a true man.”
“We, Yanxia, are proud of him!”
Ye Qingtian said in a deep voice, his palms all unconsciously clenched, in his old eyes, there was sadness, anger, and even more majestic and endless killing intent.
“You and the Fist King should rest first.”
“The rest, leave it to me.”
Ye Qingtian looked at the Sword Saint and the others, and then turned around, ready to meet the enemy.
But both Sword Saint and Fist Emperor were still a little worried: “Old Ye, they are very strong…”
“When combined together, their strength is comparable to that of the top ten Sealed Sovereigns on the Heavenly Rankings.”
Having already fought the Chu Sect’s people head on, the two of them, Sword Saint and Fist Emperor, were naturally clear about their abilities.
And although Ye Qingtian was the strongest in Yanxia, he was not ranked in the top ten in the Heavenly Rankings.
Therefore, they were also worried that even if the God of War returned, it would just make this Yan Mountain’s top one more dead soul.
Ye Qingtian smiled, “Don’t worry about it, there are only those few people that the Chu Sect can make me retreat from.”
Ye Qingtian did not know where he got his confidence from, but he was not the least bit afraid of this power of the top ten of the Heavenly Ranking.
After saying that, Ye Qingtian formally walked over and faced this Chu Sect army alone.
“War God!”
“It’s the War God!”
“The War God has returned.”
“Hahahaha…”
“Brothers, our Yanxia, we are saved…”
The Yanxia martial artists behind them also became excited immediately after seeing Ye Qingtian.
They all burst into tears, just like people in a desperate situation who had seen the savior.
Some even knelt on the ground to welcome Ye Qingtian’s return.
After all, for so many years, Ye Qingtian had always been the supreme guardian god of Yanxia.
As long as he was there, the backbone of Yanxia’s martial dao would be there.
If the God of War did not fall, the martial dao of Yanxia would stand!
“So you are Ye Qingtian!”
“The number one powerhouse of Yanxia.”
“No wonder you caused so many of my Chu Sect’s strongest men to fall at your hands.”
“However, that is the end of it.”
“The Martial God Hall has already lost its power, do you still naively think that with your strength alone, you can defeat my great Chu Sect army?”
Andromeda laughed wantonly.
And then, without the slightest bit of nonsense, he gave a cold brow and immediately gave an order.
“Formation!”
Boom!
The majestic formation Qi rose to the sky!
More than ten Chu Sect powerhouses joined forces once again.
The Yun Yang Immortal Phase Formation immediately erupted with a world-destroying majesty!
With an unstoppable might, it swept towards Ye Qingtian’s location.
“Old Ye, dodge!”
“This is the Chu Sect’s Combined Attack Formation, its strength is incomparably strong.”
“I was defeated by this formation even when I joined forces with the Fist Emperor.”
“Even the top ten of the Heavenly Ranking might not be able to defeat it head on!”
Seeing that the Chu Sect had actually used such a formation right from the start, the Sword Saint and the others were also greatly shocked.
However, when Ye Qingtian faced this combined attack formation, he was not afraid.
His majestic face was full of bravado and dominance.
“Back then, you killed Ye Fan.”
“And now, you are plaguing my Yanxia Martial Dao.”
“Old hatred and new hatred, let’s settle it all today.”
Ye Qingtian’s face was expressionless as his majestic might gathered wildly above his palm.
Boom!
In the next moment, one could only see Ye Qingtian stomping on the earth and rushing up to the sky.
Between the clouds and the sea, he flipped his hand to bear the sky and covered the earth.
A palm that descended from the sky instantly took shape!
“Remember, this palm is called, the Heavenly Mortal Palm!”
Boom!
It was as if a ten-thousand-foot mountain had fallen from the sky.
The terrifying palm covered the sky, wrapped with the power to destroy everything, and crushed down towards the great elders below.
Boom!
There was no obstruction whatsoever.
It was as if the autumn wind was sweeping away the fallen leaves, or like boiling oil melting away the remaining snow.
Amidst the deafening sound, the combined attack formation of the Chu Clan’s powerhouses broke apart under this palm.
In an instant, it was reduced to nothingness!