The twelve masters of the Qingyun Sect, two at the peak of the Supreme Realm, including the old man with gauze wrapped in his throat, the most powerful was an innate powerhouse.

As for the others, there is nothing to fear.

The twelve people flew forward, forming a semi-encirclement, they just glanced at Ye Changsheng, and then they were deeply attracted by the majestic posture of the little dragon eagle.

The wings of the Hell Dragon Eagle show the wind of a king.

Although it was still young, the momentum it revealed was stronger than any of the demon pets of the Qingyun Sect!

The old man wrapped in gauze couldn't hide the burning in his eyes, and he couldn't take it for himself immediately.

As for the two disciples with the lowest cultivation, they couldn't help but take a small step back in fear.

The two of them were ashamed, and seeing that everyone hadn't noticed, they hurriedly and quietly moved forward a small step.

The white-haired old man in the lead, with a cold face and cold eyes, looked at Ye Changsheng: "Old man Qingyun Sect Houshan Elder Qingguzi, who are you, why are you plotting against people in my sect and killing my sect disciples?"

Ye Changsheng said coldly: "It was the elder who made the first move, no wonder he was below." Gentlemen don't take people's favor, they want to rob my dragon eagle, how can I let them do it. ”

Call!

Xiao Longying's eyes showed a look of anger, and he pressed forward, and a powerful momentum surged towards the twelve people in an instant.

Qing Guzi couldn't help but be moved, such a powerful dragon breath, there was still a divine breath!

His face was cloudy, and he knew in his heart that what the young man said was true.

However, the disciples in the sect can't die in vain, otherwise how can they explain to the sect and the people of the world?

Besides, this Hell Dragon Eagle is young, and there is still room for training, and it is a pity that it falls into the hands of a teenager.

Now that you've made up your mind, there's no need to be hypocritical.

Qing Guzi said coldly: "Young man, give you two choices, either cancel the soul contract with the Hell Dragon Eagle, or pay for the lives of the two disciples I sent!"

As he spoke, the hem of the old man's clothes danced without the wind, and a powerful aura erupted and surged forward.

Ye Changsheng and Xiao Longying couldn't help but retreat at the same time, Ling Ran in their hearts.

It's not that Ye Changsheng hasn't faced a strong person, and there are quite a few of them, but this is the first time that he has faced a strong person face to face.

Of course, there was not much fear in his heart, probably there were few in this world that could make him more frightened than the aura of the Divine Ruins Divine General.

A young disciple Jian Feng pointed at Ye Changsheng and said sharply: "If you know each other, listen to the elder's words obediently, otherwise you will die without a place to be buried!"

The other Qingyun Sect members also drew their swords one after another, and one after another fierce murderous aura locked on Ye Changsheng.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Changsheng's mouth, and he instantly activated the mysteries of his body.

Traceless!

In an instant, Ye Changsheng hid his qi and got rid of the lock of the strong man.

Divine Walk!

His figure suddenly accelerated, as fast as a bolt of lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the first Qingyun Sect disciple to draw his sword.

The disciples of the first rank of the Supreme Realm have not been taken into his eyes yet, he just needs a cover.

Almost at the same time as Ye Chang's hand, the little dragon eagle suspended in mid-air also attacked.

Its whole body was burning with flames, steaming with black aura, and in an instant, countless burning black javelins flew out of its body, overwhelmingly flying towards the strong.

The energy javelin blessed with dragon breath has a strong corrosive and armor-piercing power, and even the innate strong are afraid of it.

The old man didn't dare to be careless, and waved his big sleeves violently, strangling the flying flame javelins one by one.

However, in the blink of an eye, there were already three masters of the Qingyun Sect who fell under Ye Changsheng's sword.

The old man with gauze wrapped around his throat never thought that since he was on guard, he would still be killed by Ye Changsheng with one blow!

Until his heart was pierced, his brain was still in turmoil, blood sprayed from his nostrils, and he fell limply on the cold snow.

Another Supreme Realm master was also stunned by Ye Changsheng's surprise attack, after being hit by a soul cone stab, his brain sounded with a roar, and as soon as he came back to his senses, he was pierced through the heart by a black carving knife.

The black carving knife with a strong whirlwind shattered his heart, and flew out of the back of his chest, flying out a blood flower.

Even if he has the profound "Tortoise Shell Gong", he can't die anymore.

The two masters of the peak of the Supreme Realm died, and the rest of the people were nothing more than a group of earth chickens and dogs.

The immortal sword was unsheathed in an instant, and the sword light was like an ethereal flying hong, and every flash of light would harvest a life.

When Qing Guzi finished dealing with the second wave of Xiaolongying's attack, he suddenly turned back, only to find that the eleven sect members who came with him were all dead!

Filled with blood, a black carving knife circled and returned to Ye Changsheng's hand.

Ye Changsheng looked at Qing Guzi coldly: "Senior, give you two choices, either leave now, or be killed by me and the Hell Dragon Eagle practice." ”

"Presumptuous!"

Qing Guzi was furious in his heart, and his thin big hand grabbed Ye Changsheng suddenly.

With a clang, the five wind blades flew in front of Ye Changsheng in an instant, but they were knocked away by the immortal sword one after another.

Ye Changsheng's arm was sore, his qi and blood were churning, and he took two steps back one after another.

Seeing Qing Guzi stretch out his hand again, he once again used the Traceless Body Method to escape Qing Guzi's claws.

Qing Guzi was surprised, although Ye Changsheng's body technique was exquisite, almost concealing the aura on his body, but as an innate powerhouse, he could still catch a trace.

This is nothing, but Ye Changsheng was able to block his attack, which was a bit incredible.

How did Qing Guzi know that after Ye Changsheng's divine consciousness was blessed by the black mask, he was already able to capture his attack trajectory in his divine sense.

Although the wind blade released by Qing Guzi was extremely fast, Ye Changsheng's naked eye could not catch it, but it left a trace in his divine sense.

It was with this trace that Ye Changsheng hit the flying wind blade again and again.

Chirp, chirp!

High in the air, the little dragon eagle looked at the two figures scurrying like lightning, and couldn't help but let out an anxious cry.

The speed of the two people was so fast that it wanted to help its master but couldn't do it.

"Little Dragon Eagle, don't use your eyes, lock his breath with your mind. At this moment, Xiaolongying received Ye Changsheng's transmission, and couldn't help but be in good spirits.

Sou!

A flame javelin with an attached intention flew straight down, but when it came to the near air, it suddenly turned a corner and flew towards Qing Guzi.

Bang!

The flame javelin was crushed by the green solitary son and exploded with a bang.

After such a slowdown, Ye Changsheng seized the opportunity and distanced himself again.

"Lingfeng, well done!" Ye Changsheng looked at the little dragon eagle in the air and gave a thumbs up.