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The grim youth was outraged.

"Everybody go and slaughter him!" he raised his long knife and did not strike first, in his opinion, the person in front of him was not qualified to let him strike.

"Childe, be careful!" Behind her, Xiaohe saw this scene and hurriedly said, although she didn't know where Ye Qingyun got her confidence.

"Kill!"

As the cold words of the cold young man fell, behind, those warriors on horseback were heading in the direction of Ye Qingyun.

Horses' hooves galloped, and smoke billowed from the dust.

They were all holding a long knife in their hands, the cold light flashed, the cold wind was biting, and the evil qi surged, and they were frantically pressing towards Ye Qingyun.

In the face of these people's torrential attack, Ye Qingyun's face did not have any fear, some were just calm.

Even, people don't know where his calmness comes from?

His eyes were extremely firm and flat, and suddenly, his right hand was on the hilt of the Ruthless Holy Dragon Sword.

Immediately after, the Flame Sword Intent, the Gray Sword Intent, and so on burst out together, and an incomparably terrifying sword aura began to permeate the surroundings.

"Die!" Suddenly, a martial artist came to Ye Qingyun's side with a long knife in his hand, and the long knife swallowed cold light and slashed towards Ye Qingyun.

It's just that at this moment, Ye Qingyun's body tilted slightly, followed by a leap, and the sword qi in his hand soared into the sky, and it fell on the martial artist in an instant.

"A ruthless sword!"

Muttering in his heart, Ye Qingyun's body moved instantly, and the golden long sword flashed with golden brilliance, and then directly fell on the body of that martial artist.

A sword mark quickly appeared.

The horse's hooves were roaring wildly, neighing incessantly.

Immediately afterwards, it was discovered that the warrior had fallen directly from his horse.

At this moment, the surrounding martial artists were also rushing towards Ye Qingyun.

The ruthless holy dragon sword in Ye Qingyun's hand continued to swing, and the sword qi spread, swirling around the surrounding martial artists.

After a while, sword marks appeared on the bodies of these warriors.

Boom! Boom!

These warriors died on the ground one after another.

When some warriors saw this scene, their pupils trembled suddenly, and a strong light of fear appeared in their eyes.

Hurry up and go!

It's just that Ye Qingyun will let them go?

"Since you want to kill me, you must be prepared to be killed by me!" Ye Qingyun's voice was so indifferent, as if the wind of death flying from hell fell on the eardrums of these martial artists, making their bodies tremble constantly, and the fear in their eyes became stronger and stronger.

They want to escape.

However, with a bang, a figure quickly appeared in front of a warrior, without saying a word, a sword was drawn, and the cold light flashed, and the next moment, the warrior's head was out of the body, a bloody scene.

I don't know how long it took, and there were one more cold corpses on the ground.

The corpses lay littered underneath.

When Xiaohe saw this scene, a look of surprise also appeared on her delicate face, she thought that Ye Qingyun's strength was very weak, but she didn't expect the latter's combat power to be so terrifying, it was simply beyond her imagination.

You must know that the latter's cultivation is only in the Yin Void Realm Nine Folds, not a master of the Yang Reality Realm!

As the battle raged, Ye Qingyun's whole person was like a hungry tiger entering the flock, killing wantonly, and one after another cold corpses appeared on the ground.

In the end, only the cold young man with an incredibly cold face remained.

A strong shock appeared in the eyes of the cold young man.

The scene in front of him made his heart tremble.

He couldn't figure it out.

Why?

Why is that?

The other party's cultivation is obviously lower than him, why can he burst out with such a powerful combat power?

"It's your turn!"

The cold voice seemed to be a wind of death, and it fell on his heart, making his face pale, and his eyes were constantly trembling with fear.

The cold young man looked up and found that Ye Qingyun's footsteps had already stepped out.

The latter's jet-black eyes were as if they were black gems at this moment, very ruthless, very cold, very clear.

That chill is substantial.

Of course, the coldness is wrapped in killing intent.

At this moment, where did he dare to say the word surrender to Ye Qingyun, and where did he dare to have murderous intent towards Ye Qingyun?

His heart was trembling.

At this moment, a crazy thought grew in his heart.

That's to escape!

Run wildly!

The next moment, he turned around directly and was about to run away.

However, a cold voice quickly sounded from behind.

"Can you escape?" the voice fell, and he saw that the emaciated-looking figure disappeared in an instant, and his footsteps stepped forward, and his body came to him in an instant.

The sword light with a cold aura kept flickering, and the sword aura was vertical and horizontal, and it fell directly on him.

Rumble!

It wasn't until this moment that the cold young man realized how ignorant he had just now.

That sword killed him directly!

Ye Qingyun looked at the cold corpse on the ground and couldn't help but shake his head.

The cultivation of the person in front of him is indeed higher than him, if he really wants to fight, maybe there is a trace of the possibility of escape, although it is a trace, but it is also a trace of vitality!

But the person in front of him directly chose to flee and chose not to fight.

If there is no war, then it means that there is no chance of any chance of life, and the end will naturally be extremely miserable.

The long sword retracted its scabbard, and Ye Qingyun's eyes returned to normal and were no longer cold.

"Childe. Behind him, Xiao He's gaze at Ye Qingyun was already different, with extreme awe, such a cultivation is such a combat power, and the person in front of him is simply terrifying.

"Don't be nervous!" Ye Qingyun smiled slightly and said, "By the way, where is the bloodline inheritance you said before?"

He has a great interest in bloodline inheritance. "Does Childe want to go too? It just so happens that the place of bloodline inheritance restricts the cultivation of martial artists, and the cultivation must be a martial artist of the Nine Layers of the Yin Void Realm to enter, and Childe's cultivation also happens to be in the Nine Layers of the Yin Void Realm, and he can enter the land of the bloodline inheritance!

In the Yan Cave, I'll go find the young master and explain the situation to him, the young master has a quota to enter the land of bloodline inheritance!"

Xiaohe looked at Ye Qingyun, suddenly thought of something, and said, "By the way, Childe, you haven't told your name yet!" "My name is Ye Qingyun!" Ye Qingyun told Xiaohe his name, and a smile appeared on his face, the most important thing for him now is to find the bloodline, and then condense into Yang Dan, break through the current cultivation, and reach the Yang Reality Realm!