As time passed, shouts resounded one after another over the Ye family.

The disciples of the Ye family fought bravely, and they died without regrets, and gradually, there were fewer and fewer disciples of the Ye family, and only a few people with slightly higher cultivation were still struggling to support.

Among the Ye family's offerings, only Chu Lei and Chu Deng remained. The rest either fled or were beheaded by the enshrined powerhouses of the Nalan family on the way to escape.

"Head of the house, what now?"

Chu Lei cut down a Nalan family disciple in front of him and retreated to Ye Wentian's side with a bloodied face.

Ye Wentian glanced at the battlefield, most of the elite disciples of the Ye family were here, and now most of them died, and the rest were still surviving.

This conspiracy against the Ye family can be regarded as a complete victory for the Nalan family. Although they also relied on the power of the Tian Yuan Sect.

Originally, Ye Wentian wanted to wait for the hunting competition to calculate the blood debt of the spirit stone vein to the Nalan family.

Now it seems that everything is not necessary. The Nalan family should have planned everything a long time ago.

"Chu Lei, Chu Dian, the two of you hurry up to the backyard to protect Miss and Mrs. from leaving. Please!" Ye Wentian bowed slightly, his words almost pleading.

"The head of the family is serious! My two brothers have lived in the Ye family for so many years, and it's time to repay the favor. ”

"Please rest assured that unless my two brothers die, no one will be allowed to hurt Miss and Madame. ”

Chu Lei and Chu Dian replied at the same time, and then killed in the direction of the backyard, now the Ye family's council hall is full of people from the Nalan family, and if they want to go to the backyard, they can only kill a bloody way.

Ye Wentian bowed again, then stood up straight, pulled out the three-foot Qingfeng from his waist, and gently waved towards the ground in front of him.

'Boom'

An invisible terrifying force burst out, turning into a long dragon and devouring all those who stood in front of it.

After the roar, there was a brief blank space in the area ahead, and the people around were all frightened by Ye Wentian's sword, and Nalan Zhengde in the distance was also frowning.

He had never fought against Ip Mantian, but Ip Mantian gave him the feeling of an endless abyss. It was extremely dangerous, even more dangerous than Ye Long, the great elder of the Ye family in front of him.

Chu Lei and Chu Dian were also stunned for a while, obviously they didn't expect that Ye Wentian in the early stage of innate would be so terrifying. The power of this sword is no longer within the innate scope.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the two brothers hurriedly ran forward. Ye Wentian's sword opened a gap in their path, allowing the two brothers to easily break out of the battle circle.

Now the entire Ye family is in chaos, and there are shouts of killing everywhere, and Ye Wentian's sword has attracted the attention of most people.

Therefore, no one noticed the two of Chu Lei and Chu Dian who quietly disappeared.

Tianxuan's cultivation in the late stage of the stage is like entering a no-man's land, and all those who are targeted by him have become the souls of his subordinates. Wherever the six shrines went, no one survived.

Just now, he killed a disciple of the Ye family's innate Great Perfection realm with one palm, and so far, among the Ye family's disciples, all those above the congenital realm have died.

Those are the elites of the Ye family, and they are also the future of the Ye family. Now, the future of the Ye family is completely buried by Tianxuan.

Ye Wentian's face was covered with coldness, and he approached Tianxuan step by step with the sword in his hand. As long as someone stops him on the way, he will swing his sword mercilessly.

Wherever the sword light goes, the head will be in a different place, regardless of whether the cultivation is high or low.

Tian Xuan stared coldly at the middle-aged man in front of him, just now, he almost subconsciously killed those who were higher in cultivation, completely ignoring Ye Wentian's existence.

In his mind, the reason why Ye Wentian made him feel a little dangerous should be that he had some kind of treasure or divine weapon on his body, and his own cultivation was completely negligible.

Now it seems that his previous inferences were all wrong. Ye Wentian's combat power must not be judged by cultivation, and the sword just now even made him feel a little palpitating.

"You will pay for what you did today!" Ye Wentian's cold tone spat out of his mouth, staring at Tianxuan without blinking his eyes.

Tianxuan wanted to laugh very much, a person in the early stage of innate dared to say such cruel things to him, this is not looking for death, but before he could laugh, his facial expression froze.

I saw that the momentum on Ye Wentian's body rose in vain, and his cultivation also rose rapidly. Mid-congenital stage, late stage, peak, small consummation, congenital great consummation.

In the end, Ye Mantian's cultivation realm was fixed in the innate Great Perfection!

Tianxuan also breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, the middle-aged man in front of him was too mysterious, he had never seen anyone whose cultivation could rise several levels in a single breath.

Although he was finally fixed in the congenital Great Perfection, he was still an ant to him, but Ye Wentian was full of weirdness, which made him have to guard against it.

"Just by your current cultivation?" Tianxuan said sarcastically.

Ye Wentian didn't answer, just nodded lightly, and at the same time he raised the sword in his hand and naturally swung it towards Tianxuan.

There is no might, no sword light, a very ordinary sword, just like a simple swing.

Tian Xuan looked at this innocent sword, and was just about to open his mouth to mock again, but the next moment his face suddenly changed greatly, and his body hurriedly retreated backwards, and at the same time, his mouth exclaimed in surprise: "How can you master this kind of power?"

"Impossible!"

Tianxuan retreated rapidly, his back was cold, and cold sweat seeped out from the pores of his body.

'Boom'

A huge explosion swept out, centered on the place where Tianxuan was standing just now, and a little cold light turned into countless sword lights and spread around.

Wherever the sword light went, regardless of whether they were enemies or me, they were cut off one after another.

For a while, blood filled the air, and the sound of wailing continued to come out, and the entire meeting hall of the Ye family collapsed in an instant under this sword, and Nalan Zhengde and Great Elder Ye Long were also buried under the stone at the same time.

Many Ye family disciples on the ground looked at Ye Wentian's eyes full of incomprehension and strangeness.

Is this still the head of their family? Even their own children are killed? Although this sword can inflict heavy damage on the other party, the Nalan family has killed many people, but its own children have also died a lot. Isn't this a typical killing of a thousand enemies and self-damage of eight hundred?

"Are you crazy?" Tianxuan shouted in horror.

Fortunately, he found out just now, otherwise his fate would not have been much better. That kind of power, he also didn't have the confidence to fight.

It's just that he doesn't understand a little, how can a person who is only in the innate realm master master master can master that kind of power, and it can even be said that it is a fool's dream.

What frightened him even more was Ye Wentian's attitude towards the children of the Ye family, that kind of indifference, indifference, and chilling to see.

The same thing happened in Shangguan's house.

The one who took the lead was Nalan Tian, and the Tianji Elder of the Tianyuan Sect who came to Shangguan's house with him was also a powerhouse in the late stage of the Lintai Realm.

The Shangguan family was even worse than the Ye family, and Elder Tianji was much more ruthless than Tianxuan, and it was a completely one-sided massacre.

Shangguan Mo, the head of the Shangguan family, was also shocked to death by Elder Tianji. The entire Shangguan family was miserable, and all the elite disciples were slaughtered. The rest of the disciples who cultivated as low and fled in a hurry.

Not far away, Shangguan Fei hid in a dark corner, staring at the backs of Nalan Tian and Tianji with blood-red eyes, his hands clenched into fists. His nails sank deep into his palms, and bright red blood flowed from his fingers, dripping to the ground.