Fengjian Clan.
When Ling Chen and Hong Ye arrived at the gates of the Fengjian Clan, no one paid them any attention. However, when Ling Chen cleaved open the large gate with a single strike and sent a group of clan guards flying, they were stunned.
One after another, the experts of the Fengjian Clan rushed forward, wielding tachi, long spears, or hidden weapons, all attacking Ling Chen and Hong Ye.
Seeing so many experts rushing to attack, Hong Ye's pretty face paled slightly; in truth, following Ling Chen this time, she was somewhat nervous. To challenge an entire family alone was insane, even if someone had the strength, they wouldn't have the courage.
In another sense, Ling Chen was indeed a madman.
"Rip him apart!"
At this moment, the fastest dozen or so had already closed in on Ling Chen, eyes shining with malevolence. Since the founding of this city by the Fengjian Clan, no one had ever dared to break in openly, not even a Sword Saint.
