No matter how Hao Dayong called his sister's name like this, the female ghost behind the heartless old man showed a hideous and cruel expression, trying to tear Hao Dayong who yelled at him to pieces.

"I'm going to kill you!" Hao Dayong rushed out.

Behind the heartless old man, a black-robed man came out of the queue and slapped Hao Dayong with a palm, slapping Hao Dayong away.

Hao Dayong fell to the ground, vomiting blood.

The rest of the people were shocked that this martial artist who shot was still a martial artist. And looking at his dress, there is no difference between him and the rest of the people, is it difficult to understand that these people are all martial artists?

Countless people were taken aback by their own thoughts.

Now that the other party has martial spirits, countless martial artists, and countless powerful souls cultivated by them, such an enemy makes countless people behind Yechen feel desperate.

"You all stand back. Yechen's voice sounded faintly, and at this moment, like a powerful ghost in the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring, it was extremely cold.

"Xinrou, follow me!" Yechen held his long sword and walked slowly towards the heartless old man.

Huang Xinrou followed behind Yechen, holding a long sword, the silver light on the blade of the sword was uncertain, Huang Xinrou had never wanted to kill at such a moment as he did now.

Behind Yechen, countless people watched all this worriedly, although they knew that Yechen's strength was very strong, and Huang Xinrou was unfathomable, but the other party was a member of the Soul Refining Sect, the famous Soul Refining Sect was an existence that made countless people frightened when they heard the name.

Only now, unless they are defeated by Yechen, they can only die.

As he approached the Heartless Old Man, Yechen suddenly stopped and slashed his palm with his sword, drawing an intricate pattern on the palm of his hand.

"Kill them!" shouted the heartless old man, and the man in black and the ghost behind him instantly moved.

Lin Shuang and the others were desperate to find that they had guessed correctly, half of these people were martial artists, and most of them were also warriors.

The next moment, they looked up, and the power displayed by those ghosts was even more terrifying.

The white figures flying in the sky actually had more than a dozen ghosts of the martial arts realm, and compared to those people in black, the momentum exuded by these ghosts was even more powerful and terrifying.

"Xinrou, leave the living to you, help me block it for a while. Give these ghosts to me. Yechen exclaimed in a low voice.

"Okay!" Huang Xinrou stepped forward and faced the man in black with a long sword.

"Hahaha, a boy in the realm of a samurai, he dares to challenge my ghost, the old man promises that as long as you take a breath, you will be gnawed by my treasures and there will be no bones left. Hahaha. The heartless old man laughed, and countless translucent figures bypassed Huang Xinrou and flew towards Yechen.

"It's over!" countless people showed desperate expressions on their faces, in their eyes, no matter how strong Yechen was, it was impossible to use the strength of a samurai to challenge a group of martial artists.

The tip of Yechen's sword had been carved into the palm of his left hand, and then Yechen threw the sword away, and the intricate pattern outlined by wounds and blood in the palm of his hand glowed bright red.

Then, Yechen's left hand came out with a palm, and a fifth-order martial artist realm ghost grass that flew first screamed, and instantly turned into Dao green smoke and dissipated.

The ghost of a fifth-order martial artist was killed by Yechen in seconds.

"Boy, what kind of martial arts are you? The heartless old man in the distance shouted.

"You don't have the right to know. Yechen shouted coldly, his left hand continued to shoot out, and each ghost approached, and after being shrouded in the blood light of Yechen's palm, it shattered in an instant, turning into black smoke and dissipating.

And Huang Xinrou, who was blocking the crowd, the long sword in his hand was even more shining, and he killed three martial arts powerhouses in a blink of an eye, while Huang Xinrou only used three moves, all of which were instant kills.

"Little girl, take your life. The confident expression on the faceless old man's face disappeared completely, and he finally couldn't sit still, so he took out a bone fan in his hand and rushed towards Huang Xinrou.

"Third-order martial spirit?" Huang Xinrou sneered, "It's still a king-level martial art that is cultivated." ”

"The little girl has some knowledge, give me death, spirit-level martial arts, Xuanxin slash. The bone fan slashed out, and a layer of crystal silver light slashed around the bone fan, slashing towards Huang Xinrou's face.

Huang Xinrou continued to sneer, the light of the long sword in her hand became brighter and brighter, the long sword was raised high, under the illumination of the silver light, Huang Xinrou's eyes were extraordinarily bright, and a cold voice came out from the veil: "Today, let you see what real martial arts are." The Green Shadow Holy Sword Slash. ”

As Huang Xinrou slashed down with a sword, the silver streamer broke away from Huang Xinrou's long sword and turned into a ray of light and slashed towards the heartless old man.

The silver light shattered the power of the heartless old man, and instantly disappeared into the bone fan and the heartless old man's body, the heartless old man's body trembled violently, and then everyone saw that the bone fan in the hands of the heartless old man turned into two pieces and fell, and the heartless old man maintained the posture of holding the bone fan, and muttered in an unbelievable tone: "How is it possible, my realm is higher than yours." ”

After saying that, the heartless old man's body slowly cracked in the middle, and then fell to the sides in two equal halves, and the internal organs were sprinkled all over the ground.

The Wuling-level heartless old man, the strong man who brought despair to Lin Shuang and others, was killed by Huang Xinrou with a sword.

Lin Shuang and the others watched all this in horror, they never thought that this woman who had been standing by Yechen's side and was willing to act as a maid would be so powerful.

Their faces were moved, at this moment, Yechen was infinitely taller in their hearts, such a powerful person was willing to serve him, what reason did he have not to do a good job?

For this result, Yechen has no exception, although Huang Mo's kid is ranked lower among the Martial Emperors, but after all, he is also a strong Martial Emperor, and the Phantom Shadow Sutra is naturally also a martial arts at the level of the Martial Emperor, facing a martial spirit who has cultivated a king-level martial arts, plus a king-level martial arts, it is reasonable to kill him in seconds, if he is not killed in seconds, it will make Yechen feel surprised.

After killing the heartless old man, Huang Xinrou rushed into the crowd, the long sword in her hand was like the sickle of death, constantly harvesting life.

The ghosts in the sky were also quickly dealt with by Yechen.

Countless people watched this scene and felt that it was so unreal.

Such a terrifying team led by the old man Wuxin had the ability to wash the entire Jiangyin City in blood, but now it was slaughtered by Yechen and Huang Xinrou.

"What kind of master I followed? Lin Shuang said in his heart, but his mood was unprecedentedly surging, the stronger Yechen's strength, the happier he was, and at the same time, he also strengthened Lin Shuang's determination not to betray, following such a master, it will never be comparable to a person who shrinks in a small Jiangyin City, Lin Shuang even feels that even if he is the city lord of Jiangyin City, his status in the future is far inferior to himself.

Following such a strong man is something that many people dream of but can't ask for, Lin Shuang is glad that he met him in Weimo.

(End of chapter)