Is his rod a higher level of spiritual weapon?

"You! You're dead!"

The Great Elder Chen Hu, who had followed him for decades, was killed in such an understated instant?

Is it so unwarranted to die, so freewheeling?

It's like a general with outstanding military achievements who was slapped to death by the other party when he was teaching a civilian citizen, and this strong sense of disparity is unacceptable.

How many masters of the Blood Soul Sect are above the rank of Martial Marquis? Including himself, there are only seven!

It was the seven masters above the Wuhou Realm that they could walk sideways in the Yanhuang Ancient Kingdom, but now that one had fallen in the blink of an eye, how could he not be angry?

"Blood Soul Sect, one of the ten major sects of the Yanhuang Ancient Kingdom, that's it!" Ye Lingxiao stared at the fierce horn with a hideous expression, and said in an indifferent tone.

"Dog mongrel! You're dead! The old lady wants to eat you alive! Dare to kill the people of my Blood Soul Sect! I'll let you know what life is better than death!"

On the side, another elder beside Li Jiao gritted his teeth and shouted, she was the only female elder of the Blood Soul Sect.

Don't look at her as just a woman, and she looks like a woman in her thirties. But she's human. Just as ruthless!

"Really?"

Ye Lingxiao looked at the woman, and suddenly his body moved, only to see his figure disappear in place in an instant, and suddenly appeared in front of Li Jiao the next moment.

Bang!

Another muffled grunt, the sound of a stick and flesh colliding!

"Unfortunately, you're dead. ”

Ye Lingxiao's voice came slowly, and then in the frightened eyes of Li Jiao, his Blood Soul Sect, the only female elder, and also the head of his little lover, was killed by Ye Lingxiao. There was a live headshot, and the bloody brain shot all over him.

Brutal! Bloody!

Li Jiao didn't come back to his senses at all, and he didn't even see how Ye Lingxiao came to them and how he made a move.

For a while, there was a dead silence in the audience.

Who the hell is the person from the Blood Soul Sect!

How do you look at it, Ye Lingxiao is even more brutal and bloody!

The son is dead, and the lover is also dead, the point is that they were all beaten to death by the young master in front of them, who seems to be not very strong!

Lijiao immediately went away, his eyes red.

"You...... How dare you kill my wife and children? I want you to pay for my life! I want you, including the entire Ye Mansion, to pay for my wife and children! Kill me! Kill them for me!"

Lijiao's fingers trembled and pointed at Ye Lingxiao, and roared angrily.

This time, Li Jiao brought three hundred subordinates to surround Ye Mansion, and the people of the Blood Soul Sect were already awe-inspiring after seeing the young sect master and the Great Elder Chen Hu die, and after the second elder died again, with Li Jiao's order, they immediately rushed over.

"Ye Fu Xuanwei and Tianwei, line up to meet the enemy!" Jingyu shouted coldly.

Ye Fu Tianwei is one of Ye Lingxiao's slave subordinates who bought back from the slave farm.

Among them, it is divided into two teams, Xuanwei and Tianwei.

They were fifty each.

Of course, they are all people who have the golden finger system, and now they are also the strength of the elite first-order peak or a few elite second-order peaks.

Especially their regiment commander and captain, they were already elite second-order peak strength.

The pinnacle of the elite second-order, quite an ordinary third-order strength.

The third order, that is, the strength of a martial artist.

Although, the Blood Soul Sect is one of the top ten sects in the Yanhuang Ancient Kingdom, and there are about 1,000 sect disciples.

The people of the sect can be divided into: outer disciples, inner disciples, true disciples, deacons, elders, and sect masters.

Among them, martial disciples can only be outer disciples, warriors are inner disciples, true disciples are generally at the level of martial artists, the strength of deacons is above the martial sect, and the elders are above the strength of the martial marquis.

And this time, Li Jiao brought three hundred men to Qinzhou City to find trouble with Ye Lingxiao.

Among them, he himself is the sect master, an ordinary three-star martial king.

The two elders, Chen Hu and the female elder, were dead.

There are ten true disciples, among whom Li Jiao's son Li Mang, but unfortunately he also got up.

The others were all inner disciples, and there were more than 200 of them.

There are more than two hundred ordinary warrior disciples, and on Ye Lingxiao's side, there are only Xuanwei and Tianwei, adding up to a total of one hundred people, and the attribute is weak.

Despite this, the people of Yefu did not show weakness.

For a while, inside the gate of Yefu, a group of people rushed out, and everyone was wearing soft armor and holding knives, guns and clubs.

There are a lot of people from the Blood Soul Sect, and the strength is not bad, Ye Lingxiao can think that if the two sides fight, the only ones who will suffer are the people of his Ye Mansion.

Therefore, Ye Lingxiao decided to capture the thief and capture the king first, and just kill the sharp horn.

"Dog mongrel, die to Lao Tzu!"

Li Jiao's thoughts are also the same as Ye Lingxiao, this kid with strange strength, although the strength he shows is only a martial artist, he must be killed as soon as possible with absolute strength.

I saw that the blood and qi around Li Jiao's body were lingering, and the whole person was like a Shura from hell, turning into a blood-colored afterimage and attacking Ye Lingxiao.

Ye Lingxiao could smell the strong smell of blood, only to see Lijiao pull out a blood-colored ghost-headed war hammer, and the ground cracked and exploded with every step, and the momentum was furious.

"Boom!"

Li Jiao is worthy of being a master of the Martial King Second Star Realm, his speed is more than three times faster than the previous Chen Hu, and he came to Ye Lingxiao in the blink of an eye, and the blood-colored ghost head war hammer smashed on Ye Lingxiao's head so fiercely.

For a while, with Ye Lingxiao's body as the center, circles of crimson blood-colored ripples vibrated in all directions, and the place where the ripples passed, shaking everything, hundreds of people from the Blood Soul Sect next to him vomited blood and flew into the sky, and then smashed heavily to the ground.

The ghost-headed war hammer was attached to Ye Lingxiao's skull like this, but Ye Lingxiao's whole person was not injured at all, and there was not even a trace of his skull.

"Click...... Bang!"

The ghost-headed hammer cracked open and shattered to the ground.

"How is that possible?"

This second-order high-grade spirit weapon of his own was actually broken?

Li Jiao was so frightened that his soul was terrified, and if he hammered down, a tall building could be hammered and exploded into ashes, but why was the man in front of him not injured in the slightest?

How is this possible?

What is your skull made of?

Such a fierce attack on oneself, even if the master of the Martial King Realm came to come, he wouldn't dare to hold it up like this, right?

At this moment, Li Jiao finally came to his senses, it turned out that this guy was hit by the blood soul palm before, and it was not because of the sassy robe on his body, but that this guy's body was perverted!

This person can't be provoked! Can't be provoked! Li Jiao immediately thought in his heart, no one bullied the weak in his eyes all day long, and today he kicked the super big steel plate.

If you can't fight any longer, you will even be buried here, and your defenses won't be able to break through others, so how can you fight?

The people around the Blood Soul Sect and Qinzhou City who watched the excitement also felt their hearts tremble, is this guy still a person? Such a sledgehammer can't even break the skin? And shattered the hammer?

And the people of Ye Mansion only felt in their hearts that their young master was too powerful!

In an instant, Lijiao's body exploded away.

"Want to leave, are you so naïve?" Ye Lingxiao grinned and stomped on the ground with one foot.

"Boom!"