Martial Cultivator Chapter 557: That Sword Came and Left

“Why does your esteemed self say that?”

Chen Chao looked bewildered, his face sincere. “I've never killed anyone.”

Hearing this, Yu Xiyi had a strange expression, while the young monk remained as calm as ever.

The middle-aged man, who had traveled over ten thousand miles, said indifferently, “My nephew died at your hands, his death was truly in vain.”

Chen Chao forced a smile. “Sir, I've already said, your nephew wasn't killed by me.

The middle-aged man said nothing more. Since he had confirmed that the person before him was Chen Chao, he no longer cared about what Chen Chao had to say. He turned his gaze to the other two and said with some satisfaction, “You two can also be buried in death with my nephew.”

Yu Xiyi quickly waved his hands and spoke, “We don't know this guy, please don't harm the innocent!”

The young monk had a light smile on his face.

The middle-aged man furrowed his brows slightly, probably surprised that the youngsters before him were not as unyielding as he had expected. Instead, they seemed like roguish rascals, and the more this was the case, the angrier he became. Yuan Ling was such a genius, he had meticulously taught for so many years, only to see him die at the hands of these despicable humans.

If he had died at the hands of a more noble human, it would be one thing, but it was precisely this guy who killed yet dared not admit it.

Killing intent exploded in the middle-aged man's eyes, and the pressure in the air became increasingly dense.

Yu Xiyi suddenly spoke up, “Sir, if we help you capture this scoundrel, can you spare our lives?”

The middle-aged man sneered, “Since you wish to live, naturally...”

Before he could finish his sentence, it was abruptly cut off. Wild Grass had already rushed through the air, and sword qi descended like a torrential wave toward the middle-aged man.

With a wave of his sleeve, the middle-aged man directly shook off the sword qi closing in on him, then reached his hand out to crush the flying sword. However, at that moment, the young monk's finge

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