"Boy, how dare you!"

At this moment, Yun Ye finally burst out in anger, and his eyes were surging with a strong killing intent.

Yun Dao was the least talented of the five, and he was even defeated in an instant because of arrogance, but now, Yun Wu was also killed by this!

In front of him, he was pierced through the chest by a junior and died!

Not only Yun Ye, but Yun Chang and the others were even more stunned, and there was constantly a rush in their eyes.

The five of them have worshiped under the door of Moyun Palace since they were children, growing up and cultivating together, like siblings, but now Yun Dao is dead, and now, Yun Wu, who was the eldest brother, was also bombarded.

"Give Yunwu his life!"

Yun Chang and the three of them roared, Yun Ye's body was also shaken by the same immortal source, and the only one who was stunned and trembling was Yun Lin.

Rumble!

Yun Chang's three opportunities shot out at the same time, and the power of the shock made a roar, and the ground cracked.

The qi of the immortal source all rushed into the magic weapon, short blades, sickles, treasure bottles, and one after another immortal rays of light, rushing towards Qin Hao.

The cold light of the short blade flickered, and the sword rays seemed to cover the heavens and the earth, rushing straight towards Qin Hao's chest, the cold light was like a terrifying soul, and the sword rays dazzled his heart.

The scythe carried the light of the half-moon, extremely bright, and an angry eye descended on Qin Hao's throat.

In the treasure bottle, there was even more endless immortal source of gas, which swept towards Qin Hao.

Looking at the three figures coming together, a killing intent flashed in Qin Hao's eyes, and he said indifferently: "Since you dare to come and send you to death, let's go together!"

Facing the three major and fourth-turn monks, Qin Hao did not retreat but advanced, and with a dip of his palm, the Nine Heavens Sword was in his hand.

Qin Hao swept over the blade of the sword, and suddenly, an extremely terrifying power swept out of the sword's body.

Qin Hao still didn't use his sword, just gathering the power of momentum, so that it was difficult to advance the sky and the glow, there was a purple light beating on the blade, Qin Hao's body bowed slightly, and a sword was cut out.

"Not good!"

Yun Ye looked at the three-zhang purple light sword in disbelief, and let out a voice in shock, "What grade of sword technique is this!"

The next moment, Yun Ye burst out, he knew that that sword was definitely not something that Yun Chang and the others could resist, even if the three of them resisted, there was only one way to die.

In Yun Ye's shocked eyes, the three-foot sword light had already swept past Yun Long, who was holding a scythe, not only that, but the speed of the sword had not slowed down, and it had already moved towards Yun Chang and Yun Sheng.

Quietly, the sickle had already reached a distance of three inches between Qin Hao's throat, but it was difficult for that figure to move.

In his lower abdomen, there was a sword mark flickering with strange light, the sword qi still did not dissipate, the gray robe and even the gray trousers had slowly descended, and at the Yunlong Dantian, wisps of immortal source were wiped out under the sword qi.

A sword!

Destroy the dantian!

Even though Yun Long still had a breath of air, that sword qi had already poured into the muscles and veins in his body from his dantian, and then to the hundreds of limbs, and almost everything in his body was being destroyed.

Immortal?

It's just that there is more pain than Yun Wu, and the sword qi destroys everything in his body until he dies.

Slashed out a sword, Qin Hao pinched the magic trick in his hand again, and the three-foot purple wood seedlings in the dantian rotated in unison.

The next moment, Qin Hao's body rose to the sky, and under his feet, the deep breath and purple qi were intertwined and changing, wisps of suppressive power loomed, and in Yun Ye's angry gaze, these immortal qi suddenly formed a mountain.

And the place where Yun Ye was at the moment was actually shrouded in that mountain.

Killing magic, green mountains falling!

It's just that this time, Qingshan is no longer Qingshan, the mountains are condensed to the extreme, but they exude a deep purple, it is not an exaggeration to call it a purple mountain, but the most terrifying thing is still the suppressive force, in the roar of Hongmeng's qi, this momentum is several times more terrifying than before.

The purple mountain fell impressively, and Qin Hao's posture was like a god descending into the world, as if he should suppress everything in front of him.

Rumble!

The sky was roaring, the ground was shaking, and at the same time, the three sword rays had already swept over Yun Chang and Yun Sheng's body.

The light of the magic weapon dimmed in an instant, and the faces of the two of them were defeated miserably, and in the face of that purple light sword, they didn't even have any room to resist at all.

With one sword, slash the three or four monks of Moyun Palace!

After seeing Qin Hao's true strength, Wang Anxu only felt that those second-turn monks made a mistake in front of Qin Hao, and they were completely like a flock of sheep jumping around, and being a tiger was a sick cat!

With a roar, Zishan had already smashed to the ground, and with an exclamation, Yun Ye had disappeared to the ground.

"Brother Qin, that's how Yun Ye ...... Dead?" Wang Anxu was shocked.

Some couldn't believe everything in front of them, and after a magical power, the peak cultivator of the Divine Source Realm actually disappeared.

Qin Hao's eyes were still staring at the purple mountain, as if he had spied everything, "How can a powerhouse at the peak of the Divine Source Realm die so easily?"

Qin Hao's eyes were indifferent, just when Yun Ye wanted to save Yun Chang and the others before he made a move, he had already sensed Yun Ye's cultivation.

Compared to the barbarian beast hunter in Ximan Mountain, Yun Ye is definitely only strong but not weak, but he should only be at the level of the sixth turn of the Divine Source Realm, but he is not far from the realm of the seventh turn.

Perhaps, because of self-slashing the realm, the realm has slipped?

In any case, at this moment, Qin Hao was facing the strongest monk he had ever met in his life.

Suddenly, the purple mountain was shaking, and cracks slowly spread from the bottom of the purple mountain.

Rumble!

In Wang Anxu's horrified gaze, a deafening roar sounded, and cracks burst open, a figure with a gray robe torn and hair in disarray rose into the sky, and those eyes were even more bloodshot.

"Boy, you've me off completely!"

Yun Ye was furious, she was originally just doing it casually, but now she had even planted five fourth-turn cultivators, how could she accept it!

At his dantian, the immortal sources were exuding dazzling light, one drop, two drops, three drops......

The immortal source was rapidly lit up, and a full two million four hundred and fifty-seven thousand three hundred and seventeen drops of immortal source were exuding bright immortal light.

More than two million immortal sources!

Yun Ye spoke up again: "If it weren't for the self-slashing realm, with my cultivation of seven transformations into the Ning Dan realm, it would be enough to kill instantly, how could I be so embarrassed!"

The next moment, his body shook, his body disappeared in place like an immortal, and a pair of iron fists had blasted out, and the immortal source on it flickered.

With just one punch, he brutally broke through the power of suppression.

Bang!

Qin Hao's horizontal sword resisted, his fist collided with the sword body, and in an instant, the sword body shook violently, and a force of countershock sent Qin Hao out of the air.

Qin Hao was flying upside down, and at some point, Yun Ye had already appeared on the path of Qin Hao's flying, and an immortal fist had already smashed down again.

On top of that fairy fist, it is outlined by a series of lines, and it is a fist skill!

Qin Hao's complexion changed drastically, his figure suddenly turned in mid-air, and a sword light burst out, and the next moment, his figure collided with the immortal fist.

Hum!

With a muffled snort, Qin Hao flew upside down again, and the Nine Heavens Sword almost got out of his hand, the tiger's mouth had already been shattered, and wisps of blood overflowed, and in Qin Hao's mouth, there was even a mouthful of blood gushing!

With just two punches, Qin Hao was injured!