Seeing that the silver needle had arrived in front of him, Peng Yan's eyes were round, and he roared, holding Ye Hao's shoulder blade with one hand, his body turned over, and at the same time, his left hand grabbed Ye Hao's shoulder blade into an eagle claw shape, and directly tore it down Ye Hao's right arm.

"Ah......" Ye Hao let out a painful roar, because Peng Yan's five fingers were like sharp blades, directly from the shoulder blades behind Ye Hao's shoulders to the elbows of his right arm, cutting open four deep bloody wounds that were visible, and even the red and white flesh was turned out.

And in order to severely damage Ye Hao's right arm, Peng Yan only took one of the three silver needles, and one of the two silver needles pierced his abdomen and one pierced his inner thigh.

"Uh......" Peng Yan also let out a cry of pain, and his body quickly withdrew four or five meters behind before stopping.

Ye Hao's right arm was already dripping with blood, but when he saw Peng Yan hit his two silver needles, a cold smile appeared in his red eyes.

Seeing this, Peng Yan was stunned, he thought that he had the upper hand with this move, after all, Ye Hao's right arm had been severely injured, and it was impossible to use a sword again. If he holds the sword in his left hand, his fluency will also be greatly reduced.

But soon, Peng Yan discovered the two silver needles pierced into his body, and a terrifying attack erupted inside.

"Ah......" Peng Yan suddenly showed a painful expression on his face, one hand covering his lower abdomen, and the other hand covering his inner thigh, he felt that the place where the two silver needles had just pierced seemed to have an inexplicable force tearing and destroying the tissues in his body.

Although Peng Yan had discovered the strangeness of the flame in Ye Hao's body, he had never been attacked by the flames, and he didn't know that the biggest destructive power of Ye Hao's flames was to rush into the enemy's body to attack.

But in an instant, Peng Yan felt that the prostate in his lower abdomen was about to burst, and the muscles and meridians in his inner thighs were also extremely swollen and torn.

Seeing this, Ye Hao immediately bent down, picked up the evil dragon sword with his left hand, and looked up at Peng Yan: "You can't live." ”

Well? When Peng Yan heard Ye Hao's voice, he immediately raised his head to look at Ye Hao in horror, only to see him holding a sword in his left hand and looking at him with a hideous expression. And his badly injured right arm didn't even bleed out anymore at this time!

Why?

Several questions popped up in Peng Yan's mind, but at this time, Ye Hao had already rushed towards Peng Yan with his sword.

"Little thief, you are looking for death!" Seeing this, Peng Yan roared angrily, forcibly endured the sharp pain in his lower abdomen and legs, and raised his arm to hedge towards Ye Hao.

At this time, Ye Hao's steps began to look even more weird, he had already brought the phantom step to the extreme, and instantly dodged Peng Yan's fist.

Then he raised his sword in his hand and pulled out a sword flower, and blasted towards Peng Yan's right side.

Peng Yan turned around and saw this scene, his facial muscles trembled violently, he found that Ye Hao's left hand was even smoother than his right hand, could it be that he had been hiding that he was a left-hander?

Seeing the expression on Peng Yan's face, the sword flower drawn out by Ye Hao's left hand suddenly stopped when he was only two meters away from Peng Yan, and he kicked his legs to the ground violently, boom, the ground was trampled on two five or six centimeter deep footprints, and Ye Hao's left sword body was directly ejected into the air.

"Evil Dragon Piercing Void!" With an angry roar, Ye Hao, whose body was still in mid-air, quickly poured the flame qi in his body into the Evil Dragon Sword, and his left hand drew a trumpet-shaped red sword shadow towards Peng Yan's position like lightning.

This time, the sword shadow on his Evil Dragon Sword was more than two meters long, almost enveloping Peng Yan's entire body.

Peng Yan looked up, what he saw seemed to be a rain of blood in the sky, and it was like countless red shadows shaking, feeling the deadly threat of this move, he didn't think about it, turned around and ran behind him and fled.

Ye Hao, whose body was in mid-air, naturally couldn't chase after him, a sneer appeared on his face, his right arm shook, his wrist flipped, and the evil dragon sword in his hand came out with several sword shadows, chasing after Peng Yan's back like a meteor.

Peng Yan endured the pain in his body, he had already used all the strength in his body to dodge Ye Hao's evil dragon stabbing void, but he still felt the terrifying aura coming from behind him. He didn't dare to look back, he only knew how to run wildly.

But Peng Yan was half a beat slower than the Evil Dragon Sword after all, and a miserable scream resounded in the sky above the Xuanqing Sect, and the rapidly rotating Evil Dragon Sword swept directly past Peng Yan's thigh like a meat grinder.

The Evil Dragon Sword, which was as iron as clay, cut off his legs as simply as a knife cutting a radish when Peng Yan did not use his strong vitality to protect his body.

Peng Yan fell to the ground with a bang, and his legs, which had been cut off by Qi Qi, spurted blood after maintaining a running position for a second and then fell to the ground.

Ye Hao in the back gasped heavily, endured the sharp pain in his right arm, walked quickly behind Peng Yan, picked up the evil dragon sword on the ground, and just as he was about to end Peng Yan's life with a sword, a roar came out of the main hall, and Qiu Qianjue's figure rushed towards Ye Hao quickly.

Because the disciples of the sect, including the disciples of the prescription, have already collapsed, not to mention giving medicine to Cheng Kun, it is very difficult to even stand up, and Cheng Kun is bleeding nonstop, Qiu Qianjue, the head of the sect, had to go to the prescription to grab the medicine and put it on him to stop the bleeding. This resulted in some delays.

Qiu Qianjue thought that even if the ancestor couldn't kill Ye Hao, he could hit him hard, as soon as he walked out of the main hall gate, he saw that the ancestor was cut off by the sword in Ye Hao's hand, and when he saw this scene, he almost vomited blood on the spot.

At this time, Qiu Qianjue no longer had the concept of being afraid or not afraid in his heart, Ye Hao had killed him for three years, and the greatest deterrent ancestor of the sect was cut off his legs, even if he gave up his old life?

Ye Hao held the sword in his left hand, and saw that the light cyan vitality on Qiu Qianjue's body was entangled, rushing towards him like an angry lion, he took a deep breath, and the little flame qi left in his body was quickly injected into the evil dragon sword.

Qiu Qianjue's attack was very ferocious, and he seemed to be ready to fight to the death, Ye Hao was not sure that he would be able to withstand Qiu Qianjue's attack.

He had to scare him in the shortest possible time, or hit him hard.

Just when Qiu Qianjue was only more than ten meters away from Ye Hao, a roar suddenly came from outside the sect: "Ye Hao, little brute, you hurt my grandson, I, Chen Jiuxuan, have come to take revenge today." ”

Hearing this roar, Qiu Qianjue, who was running wildly, suddenly stopped, he and Ye Hao turned their heads almost at the same time and looked outside the sect, only to see that the leader was the Great Elder of the Tiger Fist Sect, Xing San, and then Chen Jiuxuan, Tong Zhao Zhi and Zhao Fu, who were murderous.

There were only four people here, but these four people were already the strongest force in the Tiger Fist Gate.

Looking at these people who came over, Qiu Qianjue, who suddenly stopped, looked up to the sky and laughed, his laughter was deafening, and there was anger inside, with unwillingness and grief.

The people from the Tiger Fist Gate finally came, but they didn't expect to come at such a good time.