So, Third Elder Wants My Life?

"The people from Xuanyun Sect?" The Third Elder's brows were tightly furrowed as he watched the Fourth Elder's figure leave an afterimage in the air. Then, with a loud sound, he crashed onto the ground.

"Puff!" The Fourth Elder spat out a large mouthful of blood. He was beaten until his eyes rolled back and nearly passed out.

"How is this possible? Why would Yan Chen from the Xuanyun Sect protect Su Qian?" Su Yunxian looked at Yan Chen with apprehension.

Although Yan Chen was young, he was the most famous genius in the Black Nine Sect. As the eldest grandson of the Sect Master of the Xuanyun Sect, he was already a peak fifth-rank expert at such a young age. Even the Elders of the other sects were wary of him, let alone his peers.

Moreover, Yan Chen had a cold demeanor. Even among the disciples of the same sect, only Feng Tianjiao, who was his childhood friend, caught his eye. However, today, he stood up and protected Su Qian!