This blow was heavier than any previous blow. Even the attacks of Lan Feng and Autumn Leaf could not be compared to this move.

Ye Lingyu felt that his internal organs were displaced. Just the power of one blow caused him to suffer a lot of injuries.

When I looked up, I saw a man wrapped in a black robe. You don't need to feel it to know that this person's cultivation is at least at the ninth level of the Xuan Rank.

When Ye Lingyu fought with Lan Feng and Qiu Ye before, he just hid in the shadows, and then seized the moment when Ye Lingyu revealed his flaws before he succeeded in sneak attacking.

"Lord!" the little black flew over. The body turned into a big snake and dragged Ye Lingyu back.

"Get out of the way!" Ye Lingyu didn't seem to appreciate it at all, grabbed his snake tail, and threw it out. At the same time, two figures had been deceived in front of them.

Lan Feng and Autumn Leaf are one left and one right, one person and one palm.

A violent hurricane appeared in front of the palm, this was not spiritual power, it was just the wind that drove it.

Ye Lingyu endured the pain of the displacement of his internal organs, and met it with his two palms.

"Boom", the sound shook the earth.

Many of the Yellow-Rank bandits who were still fighting on the ground were deaf at this moment, and they were so shocked that they spat blood.

The high-level fight of the Xuan Rank is no longer something they can afford, even if they are just a little closer, they will be implicated.

Ye Lingyu fell like a meteor, smashed a deep pit several feet deep on the ground, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Sure enough, it was quite reluctant to fight against the eighth or ninth layer of the Xuan Rank. At that level, every time you improve a level, your strength changes dramatically. To match the cultivation of the fifth layer of the Xuan Rank is simply to hit the stone with an egg.

He might be able to kill the eighth layer of the Xuan Rank in a one-on-one situation with his flowing fire edge, but he may not have any chance of winning against the upper ninth layer.

"Lord, how are you!" Xiao Hei hurried over, and the five immortal soldiers of the third layer of the Xuan Rank controlled by Ye Lingyu also blocked in front of him, but in the hands of this level, these undead soldiers could no longer play a role.

"Don't worry, you can't die yet. Ye Lingyu got up from the pit and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Looking up at the sky, there are all condescending figures above.

"Lord, let us flee. Xiao Hei proposed.

Although saying this as a demon dragon made Xiao Hei feel embarrassed, compared to Qingqing's life, the dignity of the demon dragon is a fart, and it doesn't want to die again.

Ye Lingyu turned his head to look at the undead soldiers, and found that there were more than a thousand people left in the wind, and there were already many Xuan Rank running to help, and the undead soldiers couldn't take much advantage at the moment.

It's really time to escape, this time it's different from the time when the bones were buried, there's no need to stay all the time.

He suddenly laughed, looking up and laughing wildly.

"Boy, are you crazy?" Huang Er stood on a high place and looked down at him, "Give you a chance, surrender, you have no way to escape today." ”

There are enough people who have been damaged, it's time to take him down, even Huang Er can't sit still at this moment, if this kid doesn't surrender, he will take action himself.

There are two Xuan Rank Eight Layers, one Xuan Rank Nine Layers, and one Ground Rank Two Layers, in addition to this

In addition, the list of six or seven layers of Xuan Rank is endless, and this kid has no way to escape.

Speaking of which, he really did something terrible today, first killed Mad Baixiong, Hu Feiying was probably also poisoned by him, and then killed 20,000 living beings in one fell swoop, and more than half of the wind manpower was also lost in his hands. If he wasn't an enemy, Huang Er really wanted to take him as his subordinate.

"When you provoke a strong wind, think about the consequences. Huang Er said coldly.

"The consequences?" Ye Lingyu laughed for a while, then lowered his head slightly.

The consequence? God gave birth to him this time, and instead of living an ordinary life in poverty, he would rather hate the enemy and wander the world. If he were to seek stability, he would not have participated in the recruitment of relatives on the shore of the Marriage Lake, he would not have provoked Liu Xingchen on the Aoxue Peak, he would not have come to the border to stop, he would not have fought in the original blood battle of the bones, and he would not have stood in this Lancheng.

"You rabble, deserve me to surrender?" he sneered.

"Arrogance!" Huang Er shouted.

He had seen young and frivolous, but he had never seen such an arrogant person. Is it because he is too young to understand the truth of this world? People want to be content, they have to keep their duties, he doesn't even understand this truth? There are people outside the people, there are mountains outside the mountains, even if he Huang Er, when he goes to the continent, he has to weigh his own catties, this kid actually doesn't take people in his eyes, who does he think he is.

Ye Lingyu didn't say much to him, he wasn't crazy, he didn't live, he was born with this stinky temper, he was born unwilling to send people under the fence, even if he lived in that abuse for sixteen or seven years, he never bowed his head, he never bowed his head before, and it was the same today.

His momentum began to climb, and he suddenly rose from the fifth layer of the Xuan Rank to the sixth layer of the Xuan Rank...... Black lines gradually crawled all over the body.

"Secret Technique!" Huang Er was startled. This kid really left a killer feature.

That momentum was still rising, rising from the sixth layer of the Xuan Rank to the seventh layer of the Xuan Rank......

The way of a warrior, when you forge ahead and succumb to fate, is it what a warrior does.

The lines began to change, and the black was gradually peeled away, and a lava-like gold appeared under the lines. The temperature of the night had risen to another level in a short time, and under his skin, it seemed as if there was really lava flowing.

The black color gradually metamorphosed, and then was replaced by a red gold.

The crimson light tore through the night, and tonight there was fire, and there was moonlight, but all the light should be dimmed before this crimson gold.

Ye Lingyu was covered in black qi, and only the lines were clearly visible.

So dignified and majestic, but also revealing a palpitating weirdness, the black mist is his mysterious veil, and everyone can only see his outline wrapped in golden lines. It's like a certain demon god has come into the world, and although he is standing below, he is a high existence.

The army of the undead did not move, and the tiny bandits did not move, and everything was quiet at this moment.

Then suddenly, all the undead army knelt down in unison, heading in Ye Lingyu's direction. It is the monarch and the minister who worship the emperor, and the mortals who worship the gods.

The mountains were full of kneeling undead soldiers, and this man was majestic and independent, and his dark purple pupils were so faint

Indifference, without a trace of pity.

The tempest's army was retreating, and they feared the man, not even in battle with the undead army.

"Outer Dao Demon Pattern!" Ye Lingyu let out a faint voice, and then took a step forward.

One step later, the person had already come to Lan Feng. Huang Er and the others turned their heads faintly at this time, and there was a click in their ears.

The man named Lan Feng died, his neck twisted at a strange angle.

At this time, the strong wind driven by Ye Lingyu's galloping came slowly, blowing his black hair and lifting the hem of his clothes, while he was as motionless as a pine in the wind.

Scarlet blood crept up Huang Er's pupils, and his teeth were trembling.

This is angry, he is already planning to make a move, he is going to capture or kill this kid himself. But he obviously had this plan, but he watched him kill people under his nose.

Lan Feng, who was the mainstay of the entire Tempest, was killed right under his nose like this?

The speed at which Ye Lingyu erupted at that moment, even he couldn't see it clearly, and he couldn't stop it at all.

"Ninth Layer of Xuan Rank!" he clenched his teeth and let out a low roar.

Ye Lingyu, who had used the secret technique, had already skyrocketed to the peak of the Xuan Rank.

How is that possible? How can there be such a secret technique in this world?

The so-called secret arts, the higher the user's cultivation, the smaller the improvement will be. Ordinary secret techniques will bring huge benefits to people at the first or second layers of the Xuan Rank, but when they reach the fifth or sixth layer of the Xuan Rank, even if there is an improvement, it will not be too big, let alone directly cross the gap between the fifth and ninth layers of the Xuan Rank.

Wrong. Huang Er suddenly realized something.

If this kid now has a ninth-level cultivation of the Xuan Rank, then who will he do next......

"Liuyu, Akiba, be careful!" he yelled.

The stray trees and autumn leaves quickly retreated. Fortunately, his cultivation is comparable to the current Ye Lingyu, and he is not without the power of self-preservation, but what about Qiu Ye, his strength is only the same as Lan Feng, and Lan Feng was killed with one move, so what will he do.

Retreating, retreating, this is no longer a battle that he can participate in.

Now there are only people who can compete with that monster, except for Huang Er, who is only Liuzhen.

If today's massacre is a shock to everyone, then at this moment, it is fear. He's a real monster, a monster who only deserves to live in nightmares.

He brings death, but it is only a matter of reaching out.

A hand reached out and pressed it against Akiba's chest. Just a light touch, as if someone reached out to say hello.

Qiu Ye looked around blankly, he saw Huang Er running like crazy, and saw Liuyu looking at him in horror. And then look ahead, it's a calm face.

That face was surrounded by golden lines, not happy or sad, except for those stripes, it was not even hideous, but this slightly handsome face, why was it expressionless.

He felt a pain in his chest, and then looked down to see a hole in his chest that was the size of a handicap. There is a black flame burning at the entrance of the cave, which seems to be expanding.

He hesitated slightly, not yet figuring out what was going on, and the next moment, meaning

Consciousness dissipated.

"I'll kill you!" Huang Er arrived at this time and slashed with his palm.

It was okay if he couldn't save Lan Feng, but he watched Akiba die in front of him.

There were only two eight layers of Xuan Rank in the wind, and they all died in front of his eyes in just an instant.

Today's damage to the wind was immeasurable, and he would rather exchange all the Yellow Orders than let something happen to these two people.

Huang Rank can still recruit again after he dies, but where do the masters of the eighth layer of the Xuan Rank go to recruit?

The leader is now immersed in the pain of the loss of his beloved son, and has not shown his face, if he knows these things, how can he explain it? In just one night, he has lost so many backbones.

Huang Er's palm was full of anger, and Ye Lingyu flashed sideways.

He also has self-knowledge, although he uses secret techniques, he also knows that he is not Huang Er's opponent. There is still a big gap between the Xuan level and the ground level. But a single trick of the arcane technique is not enough to bridge the gap.

Dodging a blow, he didn't like to fight, turned around and rushed towards Liuzhen.

Huang Er was so angry that he trembled, after this kid killed those two, he still had to rush to do it?

This is the bottom of the kettle, if the flow also encounters an accident, then their wind still exists, without these high-end combat power, what do they have to support the wind.

Before, he was delusional that when he took Loulan and integrated the soldiers and horses, he would unify the border fortress, and then defeat the Heavenly Sage Empire and replace it. But now it seems that this is simply a fool's dream, and today's loss alone is too much for them to bear.

Huang Er was still a step faster than Ye Lingyu in terms of speed, and he caught up with the former between two steps, and pushed it out with one palm, and the wind and clouds changed color. The two layers of the ground level are very powerful.

Ye Lingyu was too close to him, there was no way to hide, he could only grit his teeth and make a punch, his fists collided, and the strong aura swept wildly, and a canopy of blood mist suddenly exploded on Ye Lingyu's arm, and the whole person flew out dozens of feet upside down, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

A ground-level master can open up a small world in his body, and the strength of his spiritual power is not at all comparable to that of a Xuan-level. Before reaching the ground level cultivation, it was to absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth into the dantian and use it for one's own use, but at the level of the ground level, the spiritual power could be generated independently in the small world, and he did not hesitate to follow it. The two are fundamentally different concepts, even if Ye Lingyu relies on secret techniques to reach the peak of the Xuan Rank, it is far from Huang Er.

He wiped the corner of his mouth to wipe away the blood, then reached out and brushed it across his arm, and the cracked skin actually began to squirm and then heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

(End of chapter)