Standing in the air, this is something that only a Xuan-level martial artist can do. This is equivalent to divine consciousness, which can only be possessed when oneself has attained this great realm.

And this group of Xuan Rank from the wind also saw Ye Lingyu's weakness, so they kept hiding in the air, unwilling to go down to the ground. As long as they're in the air, the kid can't reach them.

Everyone kept staring at the ground in the sky, and they didn't see that figure after looking for a long time, and they were in a hurry.

The offensive just now was not so easy to dodge. Even if that person is in his heyday, he may not be able to dodge, let alone that he is dying at the moment.

"Where have you been?" Youxuanjie muttered in a low voice, wondering if the attack just now was too intense, and the man was buried under the sand.

Then his consciousness was released, and he wanted to search under the dust.

But as soon as the divine consciousness was released, he was stunned. Beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down his face, and his mouth was half open, and he couldn't even say a word.

Unlike the eyes, which can only look straight ahead, the mind is able to probe a spherical range centered on itself.

As he sensed with his senses, he could clearly sense a person behind him, clinging to him like a shadow. It's a strange feeling, this person senses something completely different from everyone else. What he sensed in other people was a calm flow of spiritual power, and in this person, what he felt was spiritual power burning like fire.

If he hadn't felt the temperature, he would have thought that this person was on fire at the moment.

In addition to the restlessness of spiritual power, there was also an extremely strong killing intent on that person's body. Killing intent was a bit illusory to say, but he was sure that it was killing intent. The murderous intent, which was almost about to turn into substance, was like a hand grabbing his heart. Judging from the induction, the man should have just hovered behind him and didn't move, but in the dark, he always felt that there was a knife against his heart, and even if he moved it now, the knife would pierce his chest.

This time something was against the back of his heart, no longer some kind of momentum, but two fingers.

Black flames burst from his fingers, piercing the back of his heart, piercing his heart, and then peeping out of his chest.

Looking at his chest, you can see the scene behind him, and a large wrist-thick hole appears on the chest.

The man fell feebly from the sky and planted himself on the sand, with a "poof" sound.

The man did not make any sound until he died.

Of course, he didn't need to make a loud noise to remind others, because his death had already alarmed everyone.

Those incredulous eyes were fixed on Ye Lingyu, both frightened and afraid.

"Xuanjie ......," someone muttered in a low voice.

can levitate in the air, what is it if it is not a Xuan Tier.

When they first came here, they were chasing a Xuan Rank, but they ran into Ye Lingyu. From beginning to end, they had never linked Ye Lingyu with that Xuan Tier.

At this moment, Ye Lingyu showed his ability to hang in the air, could it be that he had been hiding his cultivation?

I saw Ye Lingyu hanging in the air for a while, and then slowly descended.

"No! he's on the move!" shouted from the crowd.

Ye Lingyu's spiritual power on his body at the moment was extremely unstable, sometimes high and sometimes low, when it was low, it seemed like a person who had not cultivated, and when it was high, it was high that made people feel cold in their hearts. In this case, he is clearly in the process of being promoted.

The spiritual power is constantly soaring because it is breaking through the shackles. When that spiritual power is completely stable, that's when he steps into the Xuan Rank!

He actually broke through in the battle, which is really God doesn't give him a way to live.

Break through in battle, but if someone stands in the way, it is very likely that you will fail to be promoted. If the promotion fails, the cultivation will be wasted, and the life will not be guaranteed. Now that he is alone in the enemy position, who can keep him? Isn't this tantamount to defeat?

Besides, while being promoted, his spiritual power is unstable, and it is extremely difficult to fight, how can he fight while being promoted?

"Soul Chaser!" someone shouted.

The golden spear stabbed in the air, it was a three-grade spiritual weapon, and it was thrown down from the sky by the man.

Where the gun passed, even the air was torn apart.

Ye Lingyu kept his head down, and hot blood dripped down his chin. He raised his hand and squeezed it hard in the direction of the Ghost Gun...... But nothing happened.

At that moment, it happened to be the time when his spiritual power fell to the bottom, and he wanted to make a move, but he didn't have spiritual power to maintain it.

A momentary mistake has missed the time to dodge. The Spectre Gun pierced straight through his abdomen, peeking out from behind and digging deep into the sand.

The barrel of the gun was scarlet, and there was a hole in Ye Lingyu's stomach, and blood was gushing out.

"Haha! He's out of strength, let's do it, kill him here......"

Ye Lingyu endured the severe pain, turned around and grabbed the soul chasing gun, and threw it back towards the shouting person in the sky. There was no skill to speak of, it was purely violent throwing, and at this moment, it was the moment when his spiritual power climbed to the peak.

The spear whizzed by, smashing the man's head to pieces before he could react.

Before the end of the man's last sentence fell, he had already died in Huangquan.

Ye Lingyu kept throwing the gun below, the blood under his feet gathered in a shallow pool, and his long black hair was scattered, blocking the bloody face and the purple eyes.

Monster, this person is simply a monster, he can't kill it, he can't win it, how can he win it when he fights with this kind of thing.

Some people are already starting to be timid, but many more are serious.

"You must get rid of this person today, otherwise there will be endless troubles!" Youxuan Jie shouted angrily, and then pointed to the yellow steps around him, "All of you give me orders, besiege this person for me, everyone give me up, if there is anyone who retreats, there will be no forgiveness!"

This is completely an order to send people to death, a bunch of Xuan Rank can't take this person, and no matter how many other Yellow Rank there are, it won't help.

Of course, in the eyes of several Xuan Ranks, they also think so. Of course, it is impossible for a group of Yellow Orders to put this person to death, but so what, as long as they can consume him, even if these subordinates are dead, there is no pity.

Of course, these yellow-level bandits were not willing to be sent to death like this, but in front of a few Xuan-level bandits, they couldn't resist the order, so they could only bite the bullet.

The man in front of him was seriously injured, and if he was lucky, he might be able to kill him.

With such a fluke mentality, the Yellow Orders scattered everywhere launched an attack at this moment, and surrounded it with the momentum of wolves fighting evil dragons.

Ye Lingyu is now on the way to promotion, and he can't even stay in the air for a long time, so he can only swim in the crowd as much as possible.

But wandering can't last long, as long as he wants to spread his body, there will be a Xuanjie to stop him, so that he has no choice but to face the enemy head-on.

These Yellow Rank were not his opponents, but they were victorious in numbers. Although a single combat power is insufficient, the means are endless.

Under their siege, Ye Lingyu sometimes fought back, sometimes dodged. But most of the time, I can only protect the vital points, and the wounds on my body are increasing one after another.

When his spiritual power is high, he can kill all directions, but when his spiritual power sinks to the bottom, he can only defend in embarrassment. Countless people died at his hands, and so did the wounds on his body. It can be said that every wound represents a human life.

The killing lasted for half an hour before it gradually subsided, and when he looked at the battlefield, only Ye Lingyu was still standing on the ground covered with yellow sand.

Those Yellow Order pawns were all killed.

And in the same way, Ye Lingyu's body at this time was also injured and injured. The body was almost shattered, and the blood was running dry.

Although the dragon killed all the wolves, the wolves also stripped the dragon's flesh.

The last five remaining Xuan Rank slowly fell from the sky and stood in all directions of Ye Lingyu.

They are not in a hurry at the moment, and they are not worried that Ye Lingyu will be promoted successfully. His body has become like this now, even if no one cares about him, he will die of his injuries, whether he is promoted or not, this is the result. Of course, it is more likely that he will die because he can't withstand the impact of spiritual power when he is promoted, how can such a body withstand the impact.

Several Xuanjie wanted to laugh, but they couldn't.

They worked hard to finally force this person into a desperate situation, but they also paid a terrible price.

When they came out, it was a team of several hundred people, but at this moment, there were only five of them left.

In order to deal with one person, all the manpower is lost, and this is not a victory at all, and it is not even a crushing victory.

"Who's going to turn out this kid?" asked a middle-aged man.

The rest of the people were silent.

The middle-aged man snorted: "Since you don't speak, then let me come." ”

He walked up to Ye Lingyu and squinted at the person in front of him. This person now has his hands hanging at his sides, and his legs are trembling slightly, obviously exhausted, and he has already exhausted all his strength to stand here.

The middle-aged man is not worried that Ye Lingyu will fight back, at this time, he is afraid that he will not even be able to raise his hand, let alone fight back. As long as he is still a person, he will definitely not be able to move under this kind of injury.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, forcibly suppressing the throbbing uneasiness in his heart. may have been frightened by Ye Lingyu's previous performance, but now facing the face, he still feels palpitations.

After pondering for a moment, he mustered up his courage, and then used his palm as a knife and slammed it towards Ye Lingyu's neck.

Xuan-level masters, fists and palms can be blades, broken stones and broken gold are not a problem, if you want to cut off Ye Lingyu's head, you have already rubbed it more than enough.

The palm knife slashed silently, and then stopped abruptly—two inches outside Ye Lingyu's neck.

Ye Lingyu didn't move a minute, but the person stopped abruptly, then hugged his head and screamed, and then blood broke out from his eyes, nostrils, and mouth. Then he rolled his eyes and died.

The other four were so frightened that they couldn't help but retreat.

What just happened, why did the man die for no reason? Did that kid do it? No, this kid didn't even move.

While they were terrified, suddenly another person, in the same way as the middle-aged man, bled from seven orifices, and then fell headlong.

Silently, it was as if there were life-seeking ghosts wandering above everyone's heads, and the life-killing hook and sickle took the lives of these people again and again.

"Who????," someone said loudly in horror.

The kid didn't move, and the only explanation was that someone nearby made a move.

However, before his words fell, his eyes widened, his whole body twitched, and he slowly fell, bleeding from his eyes and nose, and his death was miserable.

And at this time, among the last two people, someone suddenly reacted, looked up at Ye Lingyu, and his eyes were full of horror: "This kid did it, he is attacking with his divine sense." ”

Seven holes bleed, obviously mentally traumatized, and the only one who can do this kind of thing is the kid in front of him.

He can't move his hands and feet, but he can still kill people, and that's a killing god at all.

But what is puzzling is that he has not yet been fully promoted to the Xuan Rank, why can he have such a strong power of divine consciousness.

Before the two of them could escape, another strong divine sense burst out, and before the two of them could take a step, they felt that their heads were suddenly blank, and they fell down softly.

The yellow wind dawned, and the sand flew sideways.

The bones are buried, the bones are hidden, the corpses are all over the field, the blood is flowing like a river, and the only person is still standing here.