A powerful aura emanated from the seven of them, their temples bulging high, and their eyes flashing with divine light. The fluttering snow in the sky fell in front of them, all of them being bounced away by the invisible energy, shooting in all directions, and even with a sneering sound of breaking through the air.

These seven people are all masters of the Great Grandmaster realm, they have been hiding among that group of ordinary people for a long time, even if there are many casualties among the hidden sect masters, they are still motionless. They had already recognized the four members of the Xiandan Sect who were standing with Ye Qinghan, and they thought that this was Ye Qinghan's last hole card. So after these four people were led away, they sneered and jumped out, and the seven of them surrounded Ye Qinghan, who was standing alone at the back.

"Report your name, lest my Canglong Group take the wrong path when exterminating your sect!" Ye Qinghan's figure standing with his hands behind his back did not move, his eyes swept over the faces of several people casually, and there was not the slightest emotion on his face.

"At this time, if you dare to be so big, you have a bit of courage! Ye Qinghan, we are not ignorant of you, and we also know that you have indeed done a few great things! But no matter how powerful you are, our seven major sects will send seven great masters together, which is enough to send you on your way! If you want to know who we are, go to hell and ask the king of Hades!" The middle-aged master with a goatee sneered repeatedly, and he had already pounced towards Ye Qinghan as he spoke.

This person was swinging his fist, and the punch was extremely strong, and there was a burst of air explosion between the volleys. With his punch, the qi energy had already locked the qi around Ye Qinghan's body. There seems to be a mysterious power that attracts people's eyes, and people can't see anything else in their eyes except for his seemingly unrequited punch. This mysterious power carries the slightest spiritual coercion of the Great Grandmaster realm, and before he even takes the punch, it has already made the opponent's fighting spirit wane, and he is afraid, giving birth to a feeling of inescapability.

If it was another opponent, I was afraid that his punch would have directly destroyed it. It's just that in front of Ye Qinghan, it's really not enough to see, and his incomparably swift punch is like a turtle crawling under Ye Qinghan's [Spirit Eye Technique]. The spiritual coercion of the Great Grandmaster Realm, which he was proud of, had no effect at all in front of Ye Qinghan, who had already cultivated his divine thoughts.

"Get out!" In the face of such a terrifying punch, Ye Qinghan's response was just a simple wave of his sleeves. He waved his sleeves silently, without any energy, and he couldn't see much momentum.

A sneer just came out of his mouth when the goatee flew out of his mouth with a blank face. His body slammed into the car in the parking lot, and the car alarm screamed. And until this time, this person has not reacted, and he doesn't know how he was sent out.

"Let's go together, don't delay my time!" Ye Qinghan's gaze swept over the other people who were also stunned, and said calmly.

Several people took half a step back with solemn faces, exchanged glances quickly, and in the blink of an eye, they pounced towards Ye Qinghan again. At this time, they finally didn't dare to take it lightly, and all of them came up with the means of pressing the bottom of the box.

Ye Qinghan waved his hand casually, although the goatee was not lightly injured, but he did not completely lose his combat effectiveness, this person breathed a few breaths on the ground, and also joined the battle again. The methods of the seven people are different, and there is no need to talk about ordinary attacks such as hidden weapons, sword techniques, meteor hammers, and knife techniques. One of them took out the yellow paper, and quickly wrote the talisman seal, and the talisman seal on the peachwood sword burned out of thin air, and here for a moment it was like a ghost domain, and countless phantoms swayed, and its hideous face full of blood mist could be faintly seen.

"It's a pity, it hasn't come to this point!" Ye Qinghan let out a sigh, and his face became a little gloomy. His body changed his position at will, dodging the opponent's attack lightly, and he never really made a move. He wanted to see how strong the Hidden Gate was before the spirit stone was revived, but he was disappointed in the end. Although these people were already cultivators of the Great Grandmaster, it was obvious that their energy had been transferred to the martial arts, and there was nothing to see in terms of magic at all.

The only master who used magic to attack, the talisman seal, had almost no effect on him except for the gusts of yin wind. Those terrifying phantoms weren't even ghosts, just remnants of souls collected in some haunted lands. If ordinary people see it, they may enter the body because of the cold qi and get seriously ill. But for Ye Qinghan, he couldn't even get close to him within three feet.

"What kind of kung fu are you practicing?" the few people shouted in vain when they heard the cheers of the onlookers in the distance, and their eyes were red.

"A kind of kung fu that you all dream of, but never have a chance to get!" Ye Qinghan was no longer in the mood to look at it, stomped on his feet, rose in the air, and rushed towards the other party.

He is now a seventh-level cultivator, and he is no longer a great martial arts master, but he can't kill them with a wave of his hand. The sword fingers waved at will, and the invisible sword qi quietly floated by, and countless snowflakes in the air were cut in half without a sound, and the screams sounded immediately. As soon as the two Great Grandmaster realm masters awakened to the existence of the invisible sword qi, they had already separated their heads.

"Invisible Sword Qi, it's actually Invisible Sword Qi!" screams came from the mouths of the remaining people, and they quickly retreated, trying to distance themselves.

At this time, Ye Qinghan had no intention of continuing to entangle with them at all, where could he still allow them to escape? He followed him like a shadow, his feet were in the air at will, no matter how desperately the other party retreated, he never managed to distance himself as he wished.

Another scream rang out, and the goatee closest to him was once again slashed by the invisible sword qi. He could feel the sharp aura contained in the sword qi, and he tried his best to dodge, but he still couldn't dodge. This time he had no luck, his head flew high, and the headless corpse that spurted blood like a fountain and fled a few steps in the air before crashing to the ground.

"Run!" a hysterical scream came from the mouths of the remaining four, and by the time the shout was heard, they had already turned and fled, as fast as they could. Four silver rays of light flashed in front of Ye Qinghan, and when they appeared in the next moment, they had already arrived in front of the four people who were fleeing.

The four of them felt a sharp pain in their chests, and they were still running, and they subconsciously looked down and saw the blood gushing out of their chests. They shouted in despair, covering their wounds with all their might, as if they would survive if the blood stopped flowing.

However, where was the simple bleeding of this transparent wound? Several figures fell from the sky, like kites with broken strings, hovering in front of the crowd watching the battle not far away, never to stand up again.