Ye Beizhu was angry, he found that this thing not only frantically devoured his soul power, but also wanted to act rashly, and at the moment, his mind moved, and the refining stone was powerful again, directly releasing the power of the law, and suppressing that bloodthirsty creature again, it was just a cathartic soul power, but it couldn't be stopped no matter what.

At the moment when he was frightened, the small sword above the sky suddenly appeared like a sharp blade of the Nine Heavens, and it flew out directly.

As soon as the crystal light shook, the surrounding heaven and earth suddenly had a cold aura of sword intent, and a trace of terrifying aura unconsciously showed on the flying sword.

That kind of sword intent was extremely domineering, and the ground around it was rushed by this sword intent, and it suddenly turned into a crystal color, at this moment, even Ye Beizhu felt a piercing pain rushing into the skin, and all the martial artists around him were all in an instant, their bodies became stiff and numb, and they saw that the surface of the body was visible to the naked eye with a crystal color.

Ye Soul, who was holding the scroll, was immediately taken aback, and at the moment it also flew out in a crazy backwards, and then the small sword buzzed, and disappeared in the air, and under Ye Beizhu's stunned moment, the wind and clouds surged wildly in the sky, like waves, and swept towards the surroundings in a circle.

This kind of fastness and speed made Ye Beizhu terrifying, and he couldn't even see where this little sword went, but he couldn't help but feel the crazy surge, which showed that its power was extremely terrifying.

The crystal place flickered, and where the crystal wind and clouds were agitated, Chu Xiong's expression stiffened in an instant, and that kind of soulless scene seemed to be a soul collapsing in an instant.

The next moment the faint piercing sound came out, another sound came, and in the fierce impact, Chu Xiong's complexion surged with a touch of pale at the same time, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out again, and his body retreated in a passive embarrassment.

"Ahh

With the sound of the bang, the screams came, but I saw that his body was already a little tattered, and the blood in the blood holes all over his body was flowing wildly.

Immediately, the scream came to an abrupt end.

When this terrifying miserable sound stopped, Ye Beizhu saw that a crystal light flashed from it, and with a snort, it shot out again, but he couldn't see the form of the little sword, that is, the divine sense, and it was also a discovery that shocked Ye Beizhu, and he couldn't detect the existence of the little sword at all.

Under the absolute horror of this power, streaks of blood, like tattered sandbags, shot out of it.

Chu Xiong's eyes were scattered and empty, and the aura of death that was extremely frightened came out of his pupils, and his face was full of horror and disbelief to the extreme, and he couldn't believe such a result.

Under such a domineering attack, no one could escape, let alone resist, but with a shake of his body, he fell, and the weapon in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

"Chu Xiong is dead!"

This result did not surprise Ye Beizhu, and similarly, if this scroll fell into Chu Xiong's hands, then it would be him Ye Beizhu who would die, and the death would be even worse!

There is no doubt about this! Moreover, Ye Chuan and the others present, including the Ye Chuan tribe, will be an even more tragic killing.

The rules of this world are like this, under the competition of strength and luck, the fate of any weak person is extremely cruel, and it is no wonder that no one can do it, it can only be said that Ye Beizhu's strength and luck are better.

Moreover, between them are two forces of life and death, and under this desperate struggle, only by killing each other can they survive in this cruel world, this is the rule, it is an indisputable fact, even if you don't want to admit it, but the bloody law exists all the time.

Ye Beizhu already understood this very well, so even if he killed Chu Xiong, he should have been happy, but he didn't feel excited at all, but his face was even more cold.

"Ahh

It wasn't until this time that the Chu tribe and others exclaimed as if they had just woken up from a dream.

"How dare you kill him!

"Hmph, I don't know the severity, if I don't kill you, it's already good!

With a roar, Ye Beizhu stepped out, the surging soul power fluctuated, and exploded, and in the middle of the drink, the sharp air flow suddenly overflowed, and a violent power ripple suddenly swept out, and the amazing momentum rose to the sky, and under the surging battle qi, he drank again.

"Ah, my sword..."

"What's going on, my sword, how did it fly out on its own!"

The various weapons on the warriors of the Chu tribe present suddenly flew out uncontrollably at this moment, accompanied by Ye Beizhu waving his palm violently, and they were directly suspended in the air.

Many short swords, spears, and short ges were arranged in the air into a rule, and under Ye Beizhu's control, they were incomparable, and waves of sword qi formed on them, as if the rapidly changing flowing clouds pushed these weapons to rotate slowly.

Under this huge formation, a martial artist was suddenly slashed through his chest by a short sword, splashing a trail of blood.

If controlling weapons to fly in the air and kill people was just a legend before, now this is the truth in front of everyone.

This scene made the many warriors present, especially Ye Chuan and others, really not be enthusiastic, and they felt that this hunt was in vain.

And this scene made the Dechu tribe and the others all have a cold breath on their backs, cold sweat and fear, they are completely sober, knowing that as long as Ye Beizhu has a thought at this moment, they will be killed and dare not act rashly.

Sighing slightly, Ye Beizhu shook his head, waved his hand to scatter the weapon, grabbed it in the air, and several storage bags flew out on Chu Xiong's body.

His mind moved, his divine sense probed, and on his face, he smiled and muttered, "This guy is quite rich!"

Then, towards the Chu tribe and the others, he waved his palm and said, "Get out." ”

For the weak, he never disdains killing, but if these people don't know how to judge the situation, then he won't care about killing more, anyway, killing one is killing, killing two, killing ten or eight is also killing!

Killing one person is a murderer, killing 10,000 people is a hero!

In the Chu tribe and others, they scattered in a hurry, and in the messy scene, they all seemed a little silent at the moment.

"Innate strong! This must be the previous strong!"

Under the gaze of countless eyes, the martial artists who looked at Ye Beizhu all had this thought in their hearts at the same time.

The strong, cohesive, the strong have the ability to cling, this is the case at this moment.

Many martial artists looked at Ye Beizhu with a shocked gaze, and they actually had the idea of attachment, this is the most common phenomenon in the tribe, and naturally it is also the fundamental reason why these people did not disperse after Ye Beizhu got the only eighth-level demon beast in the hunt.

At this moment, the little sword had long since lost its trace, and the color of the wind and clouds surging in the sky also disappeared in an instant, and the sky and the earth turned into a world of night.

It seems that the little sword has exhausted the soul energy that has been plundered away once it is used, and under the movement of Ye Beizhu's heart, he waved the sleeves of his robe lightly, and a strong wind swept through the air, and then blew away the last bit of wind and clouds, and under a roll, he grabbed the scroll in the palm of his hand.

"Huh. The spirit treasure was newly taken into his hand, and Ye Beizhu's arrogant and smiling scene made countless eyes present stunned.

They all felt the wind and thunder with a smile, the cold of the world, the breaking of the sky with one hand, and the grace and courage of stepping on the earth with one foot.

Looking at the figure walking with a scroll on the plain, the blood in the bodies of Ye Chuan and everyone else was boiling at this moment!

As Ye Beizhu walked slowly, getting closer, the boiling sound spread even more, almost making this a moment when the night was calm, almost in an instant, enthusiastic!

"Brother Ye Beizhu is so powerful!" looked at Ye Beizhu with sparkling eyes, Gu Xiangze raised his hand to wipe the sweat slightly, and looked at it with great admiration.

"Don't you say a word?" He Qing teased with a smile.

"What's missing?"

"It should be Brother Ye Beizhu is so powerful! Brother Ye Beizhu is so powerful, Brother Ye Beizhu is so handsome!"

"Hehe-hee! Sister He Qing said it so well! Do you think that way?"

"Ye Beizhu, you are so powerful, I doubt that we can catch up with you?" Gu Yong said with a deep look.

Hearing this, Ye Beizhu smiled kindly and said, "What is so powerful about me, in a few years, you will be able to catch up." ”

"Ye Beizhu, is this true?" Yuan Lin said with further anticipation.

At this moment, Ye Beizhu felt a little tired, but his spirit was excellent, and he smiled sincerely at the moment: "I am now in the middle stage of the ninth layer of soul refining, although this kind of progress is quite amazing, but it is just a little luck." ”

"I'm now in the early stage of the eighth layer, so I can catch up with you in a few months?" Gu Qiang said enviously.

Ye Beizhu smiled casually and nodded: "It should be, this time, aren't you all very fruitful!?"

"Seems like that, hehe. Gu Qiang smiled slightly, his eyebrows stretched, and he said happily.

After chatting with these friends for a while, he walked to Xiong Xi, who was waiting there and looking at him, and when he took a step, he opened the scroll in the middle again, and took a few glances, although the scroll of the owner's small sword was finally taken back by him, but after a moment of careful viewing for the second time, he still couldn't see anything surprising.

However, the power of this scroll is beyond doubt, under the previous turmoil, even he couldn't see how the small sword attacked, this level of spiritual treasure is indeed extremely powerful, but it is also extremely terrifying.

It's just that if you want to grasp the essence of this spiritual treasure and explore the mystery of the casting and use of the little sword, it is not possible to do it in a short time, and you need to spend a lot of thought.

However, even so, with his current cultivation, he still can't control the little sword, and this terrifying spirit treasure is not at all something that a martial artist of his level can control.

This kind of feeling, it was only after the test of actual combat that he learned that this kind of danger was probably not something he could bear a second time.

"Brother, Ye Beizhu is here!" Ling'er seemed to have some kind of worry, looked up at Xiong Xi, and spat out the aura of Youlan.

As long as he can enter the land of creation, although it is extremely difficult to obtain such a spiritual treasure, there should still be some opportunities, of course, the reason why Xiong Xi is so excited is that there are other factors.

Glancing at it again, the surging meaning of the sword intent wind and clouds, Ye Beizhu still did not feel any difference from before, perhaps, the level of this spirit treasure is too high.

After thinking about it, Ye Beizhu gently picked up the scroll in his hand, rolled it up, played with it for a while, and handed this picture to Xiong Xi, and said with a faint smile: "This spiritual treasure is too valuable, and with my current cultivation, I can't control and comprehend it at all, so I'll give it back to you." ”

"What's the matter, you don't agree to help me enter Fuxi Terrace?!"

Seeing this, Xiong Xi was taken aback, and he was greatly disappointed, and even his eyes lost their light, but then his eyes flashed, and he muttered slightly: "Brother Ye Beizhu has ever thought about soaring into the blue sky......?