Divine power descended and swept through the ages.

The rolling evil qi swept through the entire Song family hall, and Song Tingsheng and the others sweated like rain, silent like cicadas.

The pervasive coercion covered all directions, pressing down their straight waists. The legs grew heavier and heavier, gradually approaching the ground.

Thump.

They all fell to their knees.

The moment he knelt down, the coercion that pressed on his body disappeared.

Song Tingsheng raised his head with difficulty, his eyes full of horror and disbelief.

They were directly pressed to their knees by Ye Junsheng.

Their so-called "preferring to die" is simply a big joke.

Song Qingzhu and the others tried to get up with their hands on the ground, but they found that as long as they stood up, the terrifying coercion would be placed on their bodies again, pressing them to kneel on the ground.

Despair!

Endless despair hits.

They couldn't even bear the coercion released by Ye Junsheng, so they couldn't talk about fighting with him.

"The head of the Song family, you must be honest. You have agreed with this king, but you have gone back on your word, where have you put this king?!"

Ye Junsheng exuded a strong cold air and killing intent all over his body, like an emperor who ruled the world, looking down at Song Tingsheng in front of him.

Song Tingsheng was in a trance, he felt very small.

Is this Ye Junsheng's confidence and courage?

He still underestimated Ye Junsheng.

Even though he is known as a fierce tiger, Ye Junsheng is like a dragon that soars for nine days.

Tiger, An can fight with the dragon.

Song Tingsheng was full of despair and despair.

However, at the moment, he calmly accepted this result.

All the people who are capable and worthy of training among the descendants of the Song family have left the Song family.

They are the hope of the Song family, and Song Tingsheng firmly believes that as long as they are still there, the Song family is there.

As for their own group of old fellows, if they die, they die.

Song Tingsheng raised his head tremblingly, "Lord Ye, the old man knows that the sin is deep, and it is not a pity to die. But begged Ye to spare the lives of the others. ”

A cold light flashed in Ye Junsheng's eyes, "Master Song, you really treat this king as a three-year-old child." ”

The old man didn't know what Ye Junsheng meant by this. ”

Ye Junsheng snorted coldly, "The people who participated in the affairs of the Ye family back then, this king will not let go." ”

"Master of the Song family, don't you think that if you send people away, you can sit back and relax? This king tells you that the entire provincial capital is under the control of this king, as long as this king has a heart, no one in the Song family can escape. ”

Rumble!

Song Tingsheng only felt dizzy and his scalp exploded.

They worked hard to arrange, and in the end, the bamboo basket was empty.

Song Qingzhu's eyes were red, and he yelled: "Ye Junsheng, you don't have to be alarmist here. ”

Ye Junsheng smiled noncommittally.

Song Tingsheng and the others looked at each other, and the whole person was not good.

Ye Junsheng didn't need to scare them at all.

"Liu Meng, order someone to bring Song Bin. ”

Hiss --

As soon as these words came out, an old man of the Song family rolled his eyes and almost fainted.

Song Bin is one of the best juniors in his lineage, and whether the Song family can regain the scenery of the past depends on the juniors sent away.

But, now......

A chill permeated his body from the depths of his soul, and his limbs were cold and stiff.

It's over, the Song family is really finished.

Song Tingsheng and their psychological defenses collapsed instantly, and they all collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud.

Ten minutes later, a young man appeared in the hall with his head drooping and his soul gone.

Song Tingsheng's mind went blank.

Song Bin, it's really Song Bin.

The Song family's last hope was dashed.

Song Bin saw the elders kneeling on the ground, their eyes were empty, like walking corpses.

According to Song Tingsheng's arrangement, he took the juniors of the Song family and planned to leave the provincial capital. Song Tingsheng told them to give up any means of transportation and walk out of the city when they reached the edge of the provincial capital.

However, before they could set foot in the provincial capital, they were stopped.

Suddenly, sorrow comes from the heart.

They felt that the entire provincial city was covered by a big net, and no one in the Song family could escape.

It's miserable.

Ye Junsheng looked at Song Tingsheng indifferently, "Master Song, how do you feel?"

Song Tingsheng's soul flew out of the sky, and his eyes were blank.

"Master of the Song family, this king has given you a chance, but you are good, don't give you the opportunity, but choose to risk your life to create an opportunity. ”

Ye Junsheng sighed helplessly, "What you do makes this king very embarrassed." ”

Song Tingsheng, "......"

His body trembled.

The net of heaven and earth laid by Ye Junsheng shrouded the entire Song Mansion and even the provincial capital, and any bit of wind and grass could not escape his eyes.

"Liu Meng. ”

"The subordinates are here. ”

Liu Meng took a step forward.

The Song family's hearts trembled, and their hearts were pounding.

"Kill the chickens and make an example of the monkeys!"

A deep voice came out of Liu Meng's throat like a talisman.

He stepped out in one step, and his robe was windless.

The evil qi swept away and went straight to Song Qingzhu.

Poof.

Song Qingzhu couldn't resist at all, and immediately spat blood from his mouth, and fell to the ground with a pale face.

Liu Meng flashed away, and slapped his palm on Song Qingshu's head.

Yes!

Song Qingzhu's skin cracked, and he let out a terrible scream.

At this moment, the entire lobby was enveloped in a cold and murderous aura.

Ye Junsheng's deep eyes burst out with a soul-dementoring essence.

"Liu Meng, retreat!"

Liu Meng's hair stood on end, as if he was facing a great enemy.

Ye Junsheng waved his hand, and Leng Yueming roared out like a tiger catching its prey.

Raised his hand and slapped the wall in front of Liu Meng.

The walls collapsed with a bang.

Dusty.

The sound of slight footsteps echoed through the silent halls.

The two figures walked out slowly.

Song Tingsheng's face was overjoyed, but when he thought of Ye Junsheng's terrifying methods, he instantly despaired again.

The four masters of the martial arts family of the Six Realms of Tongshen were also wiped out with one hand.

And what role can they play?

Ye Junsheng waved his hand, and the dust fell to the ground.

He looked indifferently at the two people standing in the ruins, "You are the ones who protect the Song family." ”

"Who are you? Who gave you the courage to dare to come to the Song Mansion to spread wilderness. ”

One of them scolded righteously.

Ye Junsheng's brows furrowed, "Eight years ago, when you went to the East China Sea, you should have had the blood of our Ye family on your hands." ”

"The remnants of the Ye family?"

"You guessed it!"

Their faces suddenly turned unnatural.

"I didn't expect the remnants of the Ye family to come to the door, where will we put the face of our old brothers?"

"Kill it. ”

……

"Leng Yueming!"

Ye Junsheng snorted softly.

"The subordinates are here!"

The sound is like thunder, deafening.

"Leave no mouth alive. ”

"Yes!"

Leng Yueming's cold eyes stared at the two people standing in the ruins, and the billowing evil qi swept out, pressing across the entire lobby.

Song Tingsheng gave birth to their faces like ashes.

One of Ye Junsheng's subordinates was so arrogant?

Leng Yueming was like thunder and roared away.

The faces of the two changed suddenly.

Leng Yueming's face showed disdain, and he slapped it with a backhand.

Silence in all directions!

The air wave swept over, and the two of them couldn't help but scream in horror.

"Half-step legend?!"

Leng Yueming restrained her breath and carried her hands behind her back, unfathomable.

They looked at each other, then suddenly dispersed and fled.

Leng Yueming's movements opened and closed, and the soles of his feet stomped on the ground, and the ground of the entire hall shattered.

Flying sand and rocks, the scene is terrifying.

Leng Yueming's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he had already appeared in front of a person in the flash of light, and a palm fell.