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Chapter 1255: The North Underworld

Another wave of people is coming, and it seems that these people are all from the same force.

They were all dressed in a gray robe with two words carved into their chests.

North Underworld!

Obviously, these people are all from the Northern Underworld.

The person at the head was extremely imposing, a middle-aged man, and behind him stood three young men.

The positions in which these three young men fought were different, in a triangular shape.

The young man standing at the forefront was obviously the highest in strength and status, this person was the saint of the Northern Underworld Holy Land, and the two young men standing behind him were saint youth.

The middle-aged man in front of the saints was obviously the Holy Lord of the Northern Underworld Holy Land!

This person's name is Bei Ming, also known as Bei Lao, and his strength is not much different from that of the Sword Emperor Sword.

Bei Ming looked at the two bloody corpses on the ground, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and a killing intent slowly emanated from those pupils, permeating the surroundings.

Just emanating it like this, it made the faces of the people around him change greatly.

It's not a loss to be the Northern Elder of the Northern Hell Holy Land, this strength is very strong!

"Sword Emperor, the one you killed me?" Bei Ming's eyes were gloomy, staring at the middle-aged man in front of him.

Sword Emperor Jian Taixu's face changed slightly, his eyes rolled, he smiled, and said, "No, it was this kid who killed your Shengshao and this Dharma protector, it's none of my business!"

"Huh?" When Bei Ming heard this, his gaze instantly shifted to the young man in white, and his eyes became sharper: "Who is it?

stared at Ye Qingyun with an unkind face.

Ye Qingyun chuckled lightly and said, "I did kill your Holy Young of the Northern Hell Holy Land, but that Dharma Protector did not die in my hands, but this person!"

"What? Sword Emperor, didn't you say before that you weren't afraid of the Northern Underworld? Now that you have killed the protector of the Northern Underworld Holy Land, you have killed me and killed this protector in turn? With my strength, how could I be able to kill the protector of the Northern Underworld Holy Land so easily?"

Everyone nodded.

Before, this Sword Emperor was simply arrogant to his grandmother's house, saying that even if the Holy Lord of the Northern Hell Holy Land came to Bei Lao, he was fearless. At this moment, it turned out to be a soft persimmon.

However, Ye Qingyun still underestimated the shamelessness of the Sword Emperor Sword Taixu.

"When did I say it?, you kid don't want to spew blood!" Sword Emperor Jian Taixu said very indifferently, and also said very righteously: "I am a dignified Sword Emperor, if I really kill someone, I will not admit it?

In essence, first, he didn't want to tear his face directly with Bei Lao.

Second, he wanted to kill Ye Qingyun through the hands of Bei Lao, which was even more refreshing than killing the latter himself.

When the people around heard this, they all looked at the Sword Emperor Jian Taixu with strange expressions, but none of them dared to speak.

After all, the person in front of him is not an ordinary person, if he offends the sword Taixu, there will only be one dead word in the end!

"I see!" Elder Bei, the Holy Lord of the Northern Netherworld Holy Land, nodded heavily.

Ye Qingyun never thought that this guy would really believe in the nonsense of the sword.

If a normal person thinks about it carefully, he will know how big a hole the words before the sword is too void. Just looking at Ye Qingyun's cultivation, he knew that the latter could not be the opponent of the protector of the Northern Hell Holy Land, and judging from that cold corpse, it was obvious that he had been sealed by a sword!

But the Holy Lord of the Northern Hell Holy Land didn't even think about it, and directly recognized the words of the Sword Emperor Sword Taixu, and determined that Ye Qingyun was the murderer who killed the Dharma Protector.

Ye Qingyun's eyes flickered, and he quickly knew what the other party was thinking.

The other party thought like this, undoubtedly not wanting to tear his face with the Sword Emperor Jian Taixu.

That's right, this Bei Lao does think so.

In his eyes, if a Dharma protector dies, as long as he doesn't have a bad relationship with the Sword Emperor, there is no big problem.

Moreover, the Dharma protector is just his son, is it necessary for him to offend the Sword Emperor for the sake of a Dharma protector?

Another point, in his eyes, it was Ye Qingyun who killed the holy young man of his Northern Hell Holy Land, and on this point, he would definitely not let Ye Qingyun go!

"It's a shame that you are still two masters, and both sides are actually afraid of being like this!" Ye Qingyun shook his head, and then looked at Sword Emperor Jian Taixu with disdain, and said: "Since you don't admit that you killed that Dharma Protector, then I'll tell you!

"Hahahaha!" Jian Taixu heard this, but laughed wildly: "How is this possible?"

"Are you indirectly admitting that you killed someone?" Ye Qingyun sneered a few times, then raised his head and looked at Beiming: "I killed the person!

When everyone heard this, their brains were about to run out.

This murder was so justified, and he also personally told the Holy Lord of the Northern Netherworld Holy Land that this courage was really too great!

In comparison, the sword emperor's courage is too weak, and his strength is no worse than that of the Northern Underworld, but he is like this.

"Then, you can die!" Bei Ming stared at Ye Qingyun indifferently, his eyes were wrapped in anger, no junior dared to talk to him like this, the person in front of him was definitely the first person, of course, in his eyes, the person in front of him was also the last person!

A brilliant black light suddenly burst out from his palm, and a terrifying force also came quickly, condensing violent energy.

Everyone felt the energy fluctuations in their palms, and their complexions changed.

"It's the palm of the North Hell!"

"There are three major superb martial arts in the Holy Land of the Northern Underworld, and this Northern Immortal Palm is one of them! Unexpectedly, in order to deal with a small Imperial Palace Realm eightfold youth, this Northern Immortal actually used the Northern Immortal Palm!"

"Obviously, Beiming is angry, otherwise, how could he come up and use Beiming's palm?"

At this moment, Bei Ming was staring ahead with an indifferent face, as if he was looking at a corpse, and said slowly: "My palm can collect the souls of the dead, and with the help of souls, I can increase the power of my move, and no less than a million people will die under my palm!"

As his voice fell, a violent energy erupted from his palm again.

People feel this aura, as if they are already in hell.

"You can die under the palm of my Beiming, it is your Rongxin! One move will destroy you!" The corners of his mouth set off an arc of indifference with murderous intent, Beiming stared at Ye Qingyun gloomily, although the evil qi on his body skyrocketed, straight into the sky, after feeling this evil qi, the faces of the people around changed again, as if countless skulls appeared behind this person, extremely hideous, fangs and claws, full of resentment, permeating the surroundings, terrifying.