Chapter 1249: Mercy?

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Chapter 1249: Mercy?

The two palm imprints collided directly in the next moment, and the void was trembling with a buzz.

In the palm of Ye Qingyun's hand was the Ten Demon Flames, and the violent energy surged out, colliding with the opponent's withering power!

The tall and thin martial artist had an arrogant look on his face at first, and his gaze at Ye Qingyun was also full of disdain, as if he was looking at an ant, however, the next moment, his face suddenly became solemn.

Under the collision of palms, his figure staggered back more than ten steps.

I don't know if I don't fight, and I'm shocked when I fight.

He didn't expect the palm print of the person in front of him to be so powerful, not inferior to him in any way, or even stronger than him.

That energy had the fury of a strange fire.

"This kid ......" The tall and thin warrior looked uncertainly at the white-clothed young man in front of him, and at this moment there was no trace of disdain on his face, only solemnity.

"No!"

However, at this moment, Ye Qingyun stepped forward again.

None of the people he wanted to kill could escape from the palm of his hand.

The young man in the power suit frowned, hurriedly took a few steps forward, and shouted: "Keep people!"

However, Ye Qingyun ignored the young man, and slapped his palm directly on the big man's chest.

Suddenly, a mouthful of old blood spurted out of the big man, and a very cold feeling suddenly struck his mind, and the next moment, his body fell to the ground with a bang.

This big man is dead!

When the young man in a strong suit saw this scene, his brows wrinkled directly, he didn't expect that when he shouted to keep his subordinates, the people in front of him still didn't let go of his subordinates!

At this moment, his eyes became cold, staring at the white-clothed young man in front of him, and roared: "I said, keep people under your hands, did you not hear it, or are you deaf?"

The sound was like a sharp sword piercing the void, making people's eardrums burn.

"I just want to kill him!" Ye Qingyun pulled an arc at the corner of his mouth, looked directly at the former, and said in a deep voice.

Everyone froze in place.

Just trying to kill him?

When the young man heard this, he was also stunned.

The person in front of him provoked him so much?

"Kill him?" his eyes suddenly turned murderous.

"Is he going to kill me? Do I just stand and wait for him to be killed? If he was about to kill me just now, would you say these four words of mercy? Also, you let your men come and kill me before, your men are not as skilled as me, and you deserve to die. Ye Qingyun's eyes flickered with cold stars.

"A word of mercy can get over this matter, you can, I can't!"

When everyone heard this, they all nodded.

Indeed, if Ye Qingyun is defeated by that big man, this young man in a strong suit will definitely not care about this matter, and the latter will not care about Ye Qingyun's life and death.

However, this young man in a strong suit is not an ordinary person!

He is the holy young of the Northern Hell Holy Land, Beihaitian!

This person is well-known for protecting his shortcomings, even if something happens to the dog leg next to him, he will be angry for this dog leg.

And now, a dogleg beside him died in front of his eyes.

Angry rage blazed.

His eyes were even more like poisonous snakes staring at Ye Qingyun: "You should die!"

The anger on Bei Haitian's body rushed straight into the sky, and when he stepped out, he was about to slap towards Ye Qingyun.

Ye Qingyun's face remained unchanged, and he immediately saw the cultivation of the person in front of him, in the Immortal Palace Realm.

"Damn?" he raised his eyebrows, snorted coldly, and said disdainfully, "The damn person is you!"

Hearing this, Bei Haitian's face became gloomy again, and he gritted his teeth in anger.

All along, he has been arrogant to the extreme, but at this moment, when he saw a person who was even more arrogant than him, and this person's cultivation had not yet reached the immortal palace realm, the anger in his heart had reached the extreme at this moment, and the momentum, evil qi, and anger all over his body were constantly rising at this moment, and when he was about to follow Ye Qingyun five meters, the anger had already climbed to his forehead.

"Very well, you have succeeded in provoking me, and one thing, you are the first person in the last five years to make me feel the most angry! The one five years ago, I killed him to the point that there are no bones left, and today, you will die at my hands like him!"

Perhaps, for Bei Haitian, killing Ye Qingyun is as simple as stepping on an ant.

After all, in his eyes, Ye Qingyun's cultivation was too far behind him!

He can completely use his momentum to overwhelm the other party.

Thinking of this, the momentum of his whole body erupted like a volcano, rushing into the sky, and in less than a moment, a sound came out of his mouth.

"The Wheel of the Northern Underworld!"

The sound fell, and suddenly, a whistling wind blew, rolling up the sand and dust on the ground.

After taking a closer look, I saw a huge wheel of light appear in Bei Haitian's hand, and the teeth of the wheel emitted a cold light.

At this moment, he was manipulating this light wheel towards Ye Qingyun.

"Die!"

The wheel of light does not emerge from the light, but more like from hell, from the abyss, and brings people not hope, but despair!

People were horrified to find that facing this light wheel was like facing an ancient demon beast, and they didn't even have the courage to escape!

However, at this moment, Ye Qingyun raised his head indifferently, urging the blood of the divine power in his body, and a voice slowly sounded in his mouth: "Divine power, Jiaolong blood soul!"

When the voice fell, his figure was like a blood-colored dragon of the Nine Heavens, and several blood-colored afterimages were crossed in the void, fluctuating, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Beihaitian.

Bei Haitian didn't expect the other party's speed to be so fast, and when his complexion changed, he quickly controlled his Northern Hell's Wheel.

The Wheel of the Northern Hades burst out with black light in the next moment.

Those rays of light turned into black swords and headed towards Ye Qingyun.

However, Ye Qingyun still used the dragon's blood escape, his body shape and was ervacant, people just saw countless afterimages in the void,

However, which one was the real Ye Qingyun, they didn't know at all.

As he went, a golden sun suddenly appeared behind Ye Qingyun.

The people around him noticed that the sun was radiating divine power and dazzling light, and their faces changed, and a thought quickly appeared in their minds.

"This guy is a member of the Holy Clan!"

"It turned out to be a member of the Holy Clan, no wonder the combat ability is so amazing!"

At this moment, with the blessing of holy combat power, Ye Qingyun's speed became even faster, and his figure flickered continuously, rushing directly towards the young man.

"No!" At this moment, an angry voice came from behind.