"Enough!"

Seeing that Senior Sister Yang was about to fall into Ye Haochen's hands, the purple-clothed man who had not made a move finally could no longer stand by and watch, and a loud shout came out of his mouth.

glanced indifferently at the man in purple, and the corner of Ye Haochen's mouth showed a hint of sarcasm.

Is enough of you?

What are you!

The palm filled with true qi was gently raised, and then, he pressed down suddenly, and in an instant, the palm burst out, spitting blood from Senior Sister Yang's mouth.

The purple-clothed man's eyes suddenly became fierce, his body rushed out, and above his palm, his true qi surged, and he slapped down at Ye Haochen.

Sensing the palm power that was approaching behind him, Ye Haochen frowned, and immediately gave up the opportunity to kill Senior Sister Yang, turned around and punched out.

'Bang', fists and palms intersected, a fierce energy, centered on the two of them, swept out suddenly, the fierce wind, where it passed, the trees were broken alive.

When the strong wind was howling, Ye Haochen and the man in purple actually took half a step back in unison, and then, the two of them moved in unison, slapped their palms violently, and fought against each other again.

"Bang!"

The dull sound exploded in the field, and a strong aftermath spread out, both of them were shocked and flew away, their footsteps took several steps back on the ground, and each step fell, and they stepped on the footprints an inch deep, which can be seen that this blow collided terrifyingly!

The man in purple took nine steps back in a row before he could stabilize his figure, and his gaze at Ye Haochen was shocked, but he didn't expect that Ye Haochen, a barbarian who seemed to only have cultivation in the Jindan period, was so strong in battle, spanning two great realms, and fighting on a par with him.

But think about it, how is it possible, the gap between the Jindan stage monks and the god transformation stage monks, one underground, the other up, has an insurmountable gap.

It is impossible for a Jindan period monk to resist a god stage monk by leaping over the level, and it is impossible to do it, thinking that the other party deliberately concealed his cultivation, but in fact, the real cultivation is also the god transformation period.

These are all taken for granted by the man in purple.

He took a deep breath, stabilized the boiling qi and blood in his body, and said, "Brother, the ghost wolf belongs to you, for my sake, how about this matter be stopped?"

Before obtaining the Nine Qu Blood Ginseng Fruit, he didn't want to make any extraneous branches, but it was impossible for Ye Haochen to let Ye Haochen kill the two of Senior Brother Li and Senior Sister Yang, otherwise, it would be difficult for him to return to the sect to explain!

"Who is your brother?" Ye Haochen sneered, his lips moved, and he spat out a sentence indifferently, "The ghost wolf belongs to me, and the others are like you gave it to me."

Also, I will kill these two people, and if you stop me, I don't mind killing one more. ”

Ye Haochen's words fell, and the look on the purple-clothed man's face suddenly froze.

Half an hour later.

He raised his head, stared at Ye Haochen, and said word by word: "Are you sure?"

"Get out!"

Ye Haochen was bored and scolded coldly.

When the two of them snatched the ghost wolf, they didn't see the man in purple come out to stop them, and later, when the brother and sister attacked him and threatened to kill him, the man in purple was still standing there, watching coldly.

Now it's good, seeing that you have the upper hand, you want to expose this matter with one mouth, who gave you your face?

What are you?

Why am I listening to you?

After being ruthlessly scolded by Ye Haochen and coldly, the coldness in the purple-clothed man's eyes began to accumulate, and a wave of coldness spread in the space, making a radius of 100 meters filled with cold.

Ye Haochen was not afraid, and stepped out, and the strong aura on his body broke out of his body and rushed straight into the sky......

"Buzz!"

A wave of unlined fluctuations rippled between the two, which was the aftermath of the clash of momentum.

That's when it happened.

Senior Sister Yang staggered to her feet, and her narrow Danfeng's eyes were full of resentment.

"Senior brother, I still talked nonsense with him, abolished him, cut off his limbs, I want him to live, not death...... I'm going to drain his blood and use it to water the Nine Songs Blood Ginseng Fruit......"

The scene where Ye Haochen almost killed her is still vivid, making her face distorted, and she can't wait to torture Ye Haochen to death with the most vicious punishment in the world!

"Noise!"

Hearing this resentful voice, Ye Haochen's heart swelled with murderous intent, and when the voice just fell, the soles of his feet slammed on the ground, and he used the purple thunder body technique, and directly appeared beside Senior Sister Yang, and his palm slammed up, killing Shura in his hand, and a sword slashed out.

On the long sword, the pale golden true qi surged, and the fierce sword qi made Senior Sister Yang, who had to face this sword, turn pale......

"Get out of the way!"

When Senior Sister Yang shouted out the voice full of resentment, the man in purple noticed that something was wrong, and then saw Ye Haochen's figure disappear, and hurriedly reminded loudly!

However, it was too late after all.

The sharp sword qi flashed from Senior Sister Yang's white jade-like neck, and with a 'poof' sound, blood splattered, and a delicate head was thrown high, and above that head, the eyes were wide open, full of lingering fear, and a trace of remorse.

"Bang!"

The head thrown high fell to the ground and rolled out, I don't know if it was a coincidence, it actually stopped at the feet of the man in purple.

Looking at the dead head at his feet, the corner of the purple-clothed man's eyes jumped fiercely.

The next moment, he saw Senior Sister Yang's primordial spirit burned by the spiritual flame summoned by the other party.

Immediately.

His face was gloomy as water, and his fists were clenched.

That Senior Sister Yang is not an ordinary person, but the seven-grade sect where he is located, Xingyue Gate, the granddaughter of an inner sect elder, has a high status, otherwise, with his strength, he would not tolerate her everywhere.

Now, Senior Sister Yang's body is separated, if you want to calm the anger of that elder, the only way to do this is to cut off Ye Haochen's head and return to the sect to confess!

"Son, if you kill Senior Sister Yang, I will cut off your head and bring it back to the sect to confess!"

The purple-clothed man's voice was indifferent, as if he was announcing Ye Haochen's death.

"Buzz!"

The strong and majestic true qi was released from his body, and the strength of that true qi was directly chasing the fourth order of the Transformation Divine Stage.

"Huh!"

As soon as his body moved, he flew out, and his right palm was squeezed fiercely, and the pale red true qi gushed out, faintly, exuding a fiery fluctuation.

"Yanlong Fist!"

The man in purple appeared in front of Ye Haochen, and his right fist, wrapped in pale red true qi, was like a scorching sun, carrying an incomparably terrifying temperature, and roared down angrily at Ye Haochen.

Feeling the heat wave coming to his face, Ye Haochen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was a little surprised, but he didn't expect the man in purple to use the advanced martial arts of the ground level as soon as he came up.

Surprise is surprise, but Ye Haochen is not afraid at all, he doesn't want a high-level martial art, but a high-level martial art.

However, Ye Haochen didn't dare to be careless, the pale golden true qi was like a stream, gushing out from his body.

Finally, his entire right palm was wrapped in it, like gilding, golden and brilliant.