C432 Sorrow

Chen Tianming didn't give Yin Lei a second glance. To him, life and death didn't affect his emotions.

Perhaps it was because his heart had hardened.

Chen Tianming laughed self-deprecatingly.

His figure moved like a ghost living under the sun. There were shadows everywhere. Even if someone noticed it, they would only think that they were seeing things.

With the momentum of lightning, Chen Tianming's arrows were like flying arrows. The tip of his feet lightly tapped on the ground, and he was already a hundred meters away. He was already able to catch up with a group of Tung Clan's team that was speeding away.

The leader was also experienced. He seemed to be very strong, but it was not Yinn Xue. Yinn Shuang's team was led by her, but to be able to lead a team alone to escape, it could be seen that their strength was definitely not below Yinn Xue's, Yinn Shuang's.

When the leader heard the sound of the wind, he thought that it was not good. Without turning his head, he made a hand gesture and the team behind him suddenly split apart. The team of dozens of people instantly split up into a three-man team in the blink of an eye. They ran in different directions. This time, Chen Tianming wanted to catch all of these people on the big Little Sky Candle Peak. It was quite difficult. In the eyes of the leader, in front of enemies, as long as one of them could escape... It would also leave a precious spark for the Tung Clan.

He watched as the team separated in an orderly manner. Chen Tianming glanced at them coldly, then looked at the leader who did not split up with the rest.

This man looked to be in his early thirties, but he had a four-inch long beard on his chin. His square face looked quite resolute. He glared at the enemy in front of him angrily, but his hand holding the stick didn't move at all.

Chen Tianming admired his opponent's calmness, but it didn't dispel the killing intent in his heart. One should know that the Tung Clan didn't have the slightest bit of pity when they stepped on the corpses of the Chen Clan's clansmen.

"Why didn't you run away?" Chen Tianming asked.

The other party raised his head and snorted coldly. The beautiful beard under his chin trembled slightly. "Why are you running away?" He responded with a cold smile and became somewhat angry. "You devil, you destroyed my family and slaughtered my clansmen. You will not die a good death!"

Chen Tianming sneered and looked at him for a long time. He did not argue with him and only said faintly, "I am just doing what your family has done before!"

The man knew he would die for sure. He did not say anything. He tapped the cyan long stick under his feet and used the force to sweep his whole body. At the same time, he wiped the tail of the stick with his right hand. A silver dagger was pulled out from the tail of the stick. He used the angle to secretly shoot at Chen Tianming.

He seemed to be quite confident in this move of his. When he had been traveling in the past, many opponents who were stronger than him had been killed by this unexpected move of his.

Chen Tianming was also a little surprised. In his point of view, this man seemed to be a resolute man. Even if his life was threatened, he wouldn't do such a thing as hurting Xiao Xiaofan behind his back.

When he saw the cold smile on the other party's face and the silver dagger that came with a graceful momentum, the admiration he had for Xiao Xiao turned into anger.

There really isn't a single good person in the Tung Clan!

Initially, he had planned to fight the opponent fair and square. Even if the opponent's strength was like a child's play in his eyes, this could be considered as his respect for the opponent. But now, it seemed that this was completely unnecessary!

Annoyed in his heart, Chen Tianming would never show any mercy to his opponent. In his opinion, his opponent's insidious attack was like a child's play. He raised his hand and tapped it lightly. Coincidentally, it hit the tip of the silver dagger. "Ping." The silver dagger spun in the air. It turned around and shot toward the opponent at an even faster speed.

Chen Tianming did not even look at the opponent. He turned around and flew in a direction...

When his opponent saw Chen Tianming, he only stretched out his hand and turned around to escape. His mind was still filled with disbelief at such a strange scene. Could it be that the man was afraid of him? However, he had just gotten rid of this thought. A faint, almost invisible silver light cut across his neck. He felt a pain on his neck, and before his hand could touch the pain on his neck... A stream of blood gushed out and his consciousness immediately dissipated. His neck and above were separated from his body and blood sprayed out like a fountain...

Chen Tianming spread out his Spiritual Sense and started searching for the source of the blood. Soon, he had killed all the disciples of the Tung Clan who had just escaped. To him, a group of people was no different than a group of people. These disciples of the Tung Clan were no match for him at all.

After leaving behind dozens of corpses, Chen Tianming didn't stop and flew in another direction.

The group of people in front of him quickly passed through the forest. However, each of them had a deep fear on their faces. Even their breathing became rough.

"Everyone, hurry up and catch up! As long as we can reach the foot of the mountain, we will be able to revive our family!" Yinn Xue's pretty face was covered with frost. She could not help but look back. She could tell from her chest that she was actually very nervous. This time, she had never encountered such a powerful opponent before. Even the number one expert in the family, Wu Xu, was not a match for him.

"Everyone, move faster!" Yinn Xue looked around and did not find anything unusual. She could not help but feel slightly relieved, but she still did not dare to relax. She was clear that... This mountain range must have done something to the enemy, otherwise, if they were able to ride a flying sword... The group of people had long left the mountain. Thinking about this, they could not help but feel nervous about the enemy.

The group of family disciples that she led were all very obedient at this moment. They knew the consequences of being slow, so the group of people could not help but speed up a lot.

However, the moment she turned her head, a wisp of silver light was like stars in the sky. Under the sunlight, it was sparkling and translucent, bringing with it an ear-piercing whistling sound as it flew from behind her. From afar, she could feel a huge chill on her back.

"Everyone, get out of the way!" Yinn Xue cried out in shock. She did not have time to block it. She fell to the ground with a leap. The silver flower brushed past her back and shot into the group. There was no loud sound and no one cried out in pain. However, the surroundings suddenly became dead silent. A cold chill spread in all directions. It was as if a blue smoke was floating in the forest.

Yinn Xue felt that her body was frozen stiff by the cold and she could not move. She could not even lift her head to use force. The cold kept stimulating her body and her internal organs were almost frozen into ice.

She had thought that she would die but she had never thought that she would be tortured by death like this. The coldness that seeped into her bone marrow made her unable to give birth to any thoughts of living. She only hoped that she could die faster and suffer less torture and never have to suffer the pain of being frozen again.

Her consciousness gradually blurred, and she vaguely felt the sound of footsteps by her ears. ...

Am I finally going to die?

Yinn Xue's cold face unconsciously revealed a trace of relief.

Just as she was thinking about everything that happened after her death, a wave of warmth enveloped her entire body. Yinn Xue's entire body trembled. This kind of warmth was once so captivating. It seemed like she was really dead. Otherwise, how could she feel the warmth?

He opened his eyes vaguely, wanting to see the world that he had arrived after death, but he was shocked to see a familiar face in front of him.

Yinn Qu?

"Senior sister Yan, you're awake? What, what's going on?" Yinn Qu hugged Yinn Xue's body. When he saw that Yinn Xue had woken up, he could not help but become excited and asked repeatedly.

He had long thought that Chen Tianming came to take revenge, but he did not think that this enmity would come so quickly.

His eyes swept across the disciples of Tung Clan who were frozen into ice sculptures. Their faces were frozen into ice sculptures. They still retained the fear and unwillingness before their death. For no reason. His heart was throbbing with pain. One of his empty hands clenched into a fist. His nails dug deep into his flesh. Drops of blood fell from the gaps of his fingers into the soil. However, Yinn Qu did not seem to notice it.

"Chen Tianming!" Yinn Qu gritted his teeth and squeezed out the name that he had admired in the past.

Yinn Xue, who was in his arms, seemed to have regained her consciousness. She knew that she was not dead. However, she did not feel a trace of joy because out of the corner of her eye, she had found the Tung Clan disciples who had escaped with her team. Each and every one of them had been frozen into ice statues, maintaining their final movement when fleeing. Their expressions had silently died just like that. A wave of sorrow filled his chest, and he couldn't help but hold Yinn Qu's shoulder and cry out in grief.

Yinn Qu carried Yinn Xue to a relatively safe place. The forest within a mile radius was like a land of death. The cold not only froze people, but also the surrounding trees, turning them into crystal sculptures.

If one stayed in this kind of place for too long, there might be a problem. She would not let Yinn Xue get hurt again.

There was no need for Yinn Xue to say anything else. He already had a rough idea of what had happened. When he met Chen Tianming on Mount Tai, he had already predicted what would happen now. He had rushed back from the Su family to stop the bloody incident from happening, although it was his family's fault. However, after so many years had passed, such a thing should not continue to repeat itself. He even thought that if Chen Tianming only wanted revenge for Xue Hen... Then he might as well pay with his own life, although his life wasn't worth as much as the several hundred lives of the Chen Clan. But so long as he was able to resolve this unsolvable hatred, even if there was only a trace of hope... He would still sacrifice himself without hesitation in exchange for the survival of his clan.

Unfortunately, it was too late. It was already too late...

Along the way, along the mountain path, there were corpses lying horizontally all over the place, and the dark red color practically dyed over half of Minor Heavenly Torch Peak. Moreover, the pungent smell of blood that caused one to vomit even spread throughout the mountains and plains.

Those that died were all clansmen that had lived with him for countless days and nights!

As the wind blew, Yinn Qu's body was covered in blood. The figure in the wind was so bleak. Two lines of tears rolled down Yinn Qu's cheeks...