Raising his hand, waving his sword, a piece of land was suffocated, and the next moment, a group of people were shocked, and a terrifying sword wave struck, directly swept them away, and smashed into Guiyuan Peak.

More than thirty people, among whom there is also a person at the peak of Daowu, there is no trace of resistance, and under the sword, defeated!

On Guiyuan Peak, countless people looked at this scene, all of them were shocked, and then they looked at Ye Ling, all of them showed a dignified expression.

Daowu beheaded the emperor, it is not an exaggeration, he really has such combat power, this person is a demon, and he must not be regarded as a common sense.

"Thirty people is not enough, I heard that there are tens of thousands of people in Guiyuan Peak, so let's come together. ”

Ye Ling took a step in the air, held his sword, looked at the Guiyuan Peak in front of him, and said lightly, in a word, let the world be quiet.

Too arrogant, too crazy, one person fights one sect, this is to ignore the entire Guiyuan Peak.

In the distance, a group of old men stood in the sky, looking at this scene, all staring.

"Sure enough, as rumored, rampant, domineering, no one in sight, one person against one peak, too arrogant. ”

An old man said, looking at Ye Ling in front of Guiyuan Peak, shook his head, and said.

"No matter how his combat power is against the sky, after all, it is only the peak realm of Daowu, once the spiritual power is exhausted, he can still only be slaughtered by others, although this son has the resources of demons, but he is less rational. ”

"If he acts like this, one day he will get bad results, and the Zong family may not be able to save him. ”

"Those who can survive are real geniuses, and those who can't survive can be called fools at best. ”

......

A group of people said, and between the words, their eyes converged on one person, a woman in yellow, although she seemed to be only in her twenties, beautiful and colorful, but in fact, she had lived for thousands of years.

She is the peak master of Guiyuan Peak, Ji Qiu, the seventh level of the Imperial Martial Realm, the person second only to the sect master Canghai and the peak master of Changtian Peak in the Beihai Sect, of course, there is one more person now, the hidden sword.

"Elder Qiu, I heard that Ji Yu went out to practice, I wonder if he is back now?"

An old woman asked, Ji Qiu glanced at the old man, looked at Guiyuan Peak, and a smile appeared on his face, and a group of people looked at this scene, all of them stared at Guiyuan Peak.

On the top of Guiyuan Peak, a bamboo building, a woman is walking out of it, dressed in simple white clothes, with a recorder hanging from her waist, looking at the bottom of Guiyuan Peak, she saw Ye Ling, and her face was indifferent.

She is the first person of the younger generation of Guiyuan Peak, Ji Yu, the Emperor Martial Realm is threefold, and the heavenly list is two hundred and ninety-two.

"Boom!"

A sword, slashed towards Guiyuan Peak, a burst of light surged on Guiyuan Peak, it actually touched the large array of Guiyuan Peak, a group of people scattered, fell into Guiyuan Peak, all injured, not a single person fell.

"Go on. ”

A faint voice came into Guiyuan Peak, and people in Guiyuan Peak walked out one by one, there were five or six hundred people, all looking at Ye Ling in front of Guiyuan Peak, with a solemn face, Ye Ling looked at this scene and smiled faintly.

"Whew!"

A sword drew an arc, as if a piece of heaven and earth were divided into two, and one person rushed towards Guiyuan Peak.

"Snort!"

One after another, the sword light tore through the void, slashing the large array of Guiyuan Peak into trembling.

"Set up the formation, strangle him on the left. ”

"Wang Sheng, Xing Lingding, restrain him. ”

"Let's get on it!"

......

One voice after another came, and the words were full of solemnity, but in a moment, one by one, the figures flew out of Guiyuan Peak and smashed down to the earth, and in a moment, five or six hundred people were defeated again.

Ye Ling stood on top of a jungle in the air, with some slight cracks in his clothes, and looked around with a smile.

"It's still too little, not enough. ”

The faint words spread all over Guiyuan Peak, making the disciples who had returned to Yuan Peak tremble, and they were actually defeated again.

Five or six hundred people, many of whom were disciples at the peak of Dao Martial Arts, fought one person together, and actually lost, Ye Ling was only in the Dao Martial Realm, and had not yet entered the Emperor Realm, why was he so strong?

"Go on, he can't last long, and his spiritual power must be running out. ”

A voice came out, and one by one people walked out, surrounding Ye Ling from all directions, Ye Ling smiled faintly, and in one step, turned into a sword shadow, and swept towards a group of people.

The top of Guiyuan Peak!

"Terrifying combat power, but the realm of Dao Martial Arts, is already comparable to an ordinary emperor. ”

"The first day of the Pyloric Mansion is worthy of its name. ”

"Although he is strong, he is big after all, and if he goes on like this, within an hour, his spiritual power will inevitably be exhausted. ”

......

A group of people looked at Ye Ling, with amazement and embarrassment in their eyes, and said, but no one thought that Ye Ling could win.

"But there is one other person in Hidden Sword Peak besides him, although Shi Feng has not made many moves, after all, he is a genius on the top of the heavenly list, not to be underestimated, maybe only Ji Yu can beat him. ”

A person said, looking at the stone peak in front of Guiyuan Peak, his eyes froze, and he said, and everyone around him nodded.

There is a bamboo building behind them, and above the bamboo building is Ji Yu, who is standing, listening to the conversation of a group of people, still with an indifferent face.

This group of people is also a disciple of Guiyuan Peak, and there are emperors among them, but they are no longer considered to be the younger generation, they are already over a thousand years old, and they are not qualified to participate in the Mountain Gate Battle, so they can't make a move.

Above the bamboo tower, Ji Yu is the one who is qualified to fight, and they believe that if Ji Yu makes a move, he will definitely win, no matter how strong Ye Ling's combat power is, it is impossible to win Ji Yu.

Ji Yu didn't know that he was invincible in the younger generation of Guiyuan Peak, and even among their generation, he was considered a strong one.

"Ji Yu, it's almost. ”

"No matter how I say it, Guiyuan Peak is also the second-ranked mountain gate of the Beihai Sect, so I can't let people see a joke. ”

A group of people looked at Ji Yu on the bamboo building and said, Ji Yu glanced at a group of people, one step, volleyed, and walked out of the bamboo building.

"Woo-ra!"

A sword, like the moon, traversed the earth, and the formation of Guiyuan Peak trembled, almost bursting, and a group of Guiyuan Peak disciples were swept out, and more Guiyuan Peak disciples rushed in.

Ye Ling smiled lightly, and with a sword, he rolled up the wind and waves, turned into a violent wind, and blasted out a piece of Guiyuan Peak disciples.

"Up!"

A voice sounded in the mountains and forests, it was a female disciple at the peak of Dao Martial Arts, looking at Ye Ling, with a solemn face, and said.

The surrounding disciples of Guiyuan Peak all looked stunned, and just about to make a move, they stopped again when they saw the person above the heavenly dome.

A woman, plain and white, indifferent, volleyed, walked down step by step from the top of the mountain.

I don't know when the sky was raining, the rain was not heavy, so that the sky and the earth were hazy, and in the haze, the woman's figure seemed to disappear, Ye Ling looked at this scene and looked shocked.

On Ye Ling's side, the rain trembled, and the woman appeared, and with a palm, it hit him directly, and Ye Ling met it with a sword.

"Boom!"

Ye Ling flew upside down, smashing the big trees one after another, and finally fell into a stone wall, and a trace of blood flowed out of the stone wall.