Ye Qinghan's face did not change in the slightest, he looked at the young monk named Wei Zhuo lightly, and said casually: "As you wish!"

The young monk who seemed to be looking at death as if he was at home felt a great crisis from the moment he looked at Ye Qinghan's gaze. The crisis made his hair stand on end, his whole body was cold, his feet were weak, and he could barely move.

And after hearing Ye Qinghan's words at this moment, he was instantly stunned, and he used all his strength to rush towards the formation, just thinking that he could escape into the formation and get a glimmer of life. It's just that his realm is too different from Ye Qinghan, Ye Qinghan didn't even have any extra movements, he just threw out the flying sword between his fingers, and Wei Zhuo's chest was pierced.

Wei Zhuo finally rushed into the formation, his face having a look of ecstasy for the rest of his life. It's just that he was a little dazed and found that everyone in the formation had a drastic change in their faces, and there were bursts of exclamations from their mouths. Then his mind stalled, and he fell to the ground like a stake.

The sword light was too fast, so fast that after being cut off from life, Wei Zhuo still instinctively rushed into the formation desperately.

"It's so ruthless! A dignified Jindan master, don't you feel ashamed to kill a junior in the early stage of foundation building?" someone scolded indignantly, but his feet were unconsciously retreating towards the rear. In the Kunlun Cultivation Realm, the identity of the Jindan master is respected, and naturally they also have their vision, if it is not for the anger of them, it is easy not to kill ordinary monks. And the Ye Qinghan in front of him is completely taboo, killing people is as casual as slaughtering pigs and sheep, and he doesn't care whether the opponent is weak or strong.

"The Kunlun Cultivation Realm has been based here for thousands of years, how can it be so humiliated! Is there anyone who has formed a great formation with me to strangle him?" This kind of person is obviously brainwashed and stupid in the cultivation realm all the year round, and for the sake of the so-called honor of the sect, he can not even want his life.

Of course, people of faith are worthy of respect, and there are not just one or two such people. Soon, forty-nine monks from the inner gate of the Heavenly Dao Sect rushed out of the formation, forming a huge sword formation, and the sword light in the sky was pouring like a galaxy, rushing towards Ye Qinghan.

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Qinghan, you are a Jindan monk, and it is not a shame for me to form a formation to deal with you! Since you came to my Kunlun Cultivation Realm to block the door, then let you see the Heaven Replenishing Great Array of my Heavenly Dao Sect, and also let you die!"

Ye Qinghan didn't answer at all, as if he hadn't seen those sword lights. A golden light appeared out of thin air from his waist, and it was extremely dazzling in an instant, and the golden light made the vast snow on the surrounding mountains reflect a golden patch.

The golden light was too dazzling, and many monks in the formation couldn't see the scene in the golden light at all. Only a deafening roar was heard from the golden light, and the voice was incomparably grand and sacred. Even through the formation, there were many monks who were unstable and sat cross-legged in panic, using their skills to resist this terrifying sound.

The sound of the sword roared slowly, and the golden light slowly dissipated, and the hearts of those monks in the formation almost jumped out. Because Ye Qinghan was still sitting in place and did not move at all, and the forty-nine monks who formed a formation to deal with Ye Qinghan had all fallen to the ground.

It seems that these people's chests and abdomen are heaving, and they should still be breathing, but they are bleeding one by one, and they look extremely miserable. Looking closely, all the flying sword fragments on the ground were broken into inches long, and there were forty-nine flying swords, and none of them were intact.

None of the Kunlun Cultivation Realm cultivators in the formation spoke, and they looked at the scene outside in a daze, not knowing how to deal with it. It stands to reason that all forty-nine monks were seriously wounded, and that he should have gone out and rescued them. But at this moment, everyone is you looking at me, I look at you, no one has spoken, and no one is willing to break this layer of window paper. Ye Qinghan, who has a handsome face, except for a slightly cold complexion, everything else looks like the boy next door, in their eyes, he is already an existence like a killing god, who dares to go out and die?

The sound of breaking the sky came from behind them, and many monks looked back and breathed a sigh of relief, because they saw a group of female monks in white Taoist robes, who were speeding towards this side.

"What's going on?" a middle-aged Daoist girl with a kind face approached in the blink of an eye, her eyes looking out of the formation

Go, he asked.

"Please also ask the seniors to kill this fang and avenge your fellow disciples!" A monk of the Heavenly Dao Sect flashed his eyes, and quickly knelt in front of that Dao Gu, crying loudly. With one person taking the lead, the other monks almost didn't hesitate, and they also knelt in front of that Dao Gu in unison.

The Dao Gu was dressed very plainly, wearing a thin white Taoist robe with wide black edges on the placket and cuffs. She doesn't look old, maybe because of her years of cultivation, her skin still looks fair and smooth, although there are fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, it is difficult to hide her quiet and indifferent temperament.

There was no need for these people to tell it, looking at Wei Zhuo who fell to the ground and died, as well as the more than forty dying monks outside, she already knew the result. Her brows furrowed tightly between her crescent eyebrows, with a little anger on her face, and she walked towards the outside of the formation.

"Door master, this person's cultivation is strong, and he has already killed three Jindan masters in my cultivation realm alone, please be cautious!" Many female monks behind Dao Gu shouted in unison, not wanting this Dao Gu to take risks.

"Qingxiamen is also a member of the Kunlun Cultivation Realm, the Cultivation Realm has suffered such a catastrophe, how can there be a reason to stay out of the matter? This Ye Qinghan is young and undecided, if there is no deep hatred, he will never kill my Cultivation Realm. Things always have to be solved, and now that the masters of the various sects are gone, who else will come forward to solve it except me?" The Dao Gu's face remained unchanged, and she spoke casually, and her steps had already stepped out of the formation.

Ye Qinghan's squinted eyes slowly opened, and he looked at the Dao Gu in front of him fixedly, with a complicated expression on his face. After a long time, he whispered like a dream: "Aunt Qingyi!"

The voice was not loud, but it was full of monks, and they were deaf and clear-sighted. And at this moment, everyone was quietly watching that Dao Gu negotiate with Ye Qinghan, so his soft cry fell into everyone's ears.

"Childe has met Poor Dao before?" The middle-aged Dao Gu paused, looked up at Ye Qinghan in some surprise and asked.

"Qingxia Gate's master, Qingyi Dao Chief, is actually an old acquaintance with this murderous demon king?" The eyes of many monks in the formation looked at the people of Qingxia Gate, and they also had a strong look of suspicion.

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