Chiyo Wushuang also fell nearby, just one step later than Ye Xin, she looked at the village courtyard that was razed to the wasteland, and was speechless for a while, Ye Xin's destructive power was too terrifying, although this was because all the magic circles had been destroyed before, and they couldn't stop Ye Xin's attack at all, but there were not many Saint Yuan Realm monks in the realms and roads who could do this level, even if it was a robber who walked into the lower realm and destroyed the sect, I am afraid it was nothing more than that.

Chiyo Musou was stunned for a moment before relieving himself, and then rushed towards the monks of the Heyang clan who had survived and ran and howled.

The nearest Zhuang courtyard is dozens of miles away, and the Yuan Force fluctuation under normal circumstances cannot be transmitted so far, but Ye Xin's strength is extremely strong, and the monks patrolling the Zhuang Courtyard are aware of it, they look in the direction where the Yuan Force fluctuation came from, and then they find that there are pieces of concussive light curtains in the downpour.

They released their divine thoughts to observe, and saw that the cascading light curtain condensed into an oval, and there was a light tail behind it, like a giant water droplet flowing in the plain, but because the Yuan Force fluctuation in the light curtain was too intense, they couldn't see inside.

"What's that?" exclaimed a monk standing on a high wall.

Hearing the exclamation, several more monks of the Heyang clan jumped onto the high wall, their eyes suddenly widening.

At this moment, the light curtain is not far from the village, they clearly see a figure flying in the front of the light curtain, a long knife in his hand dances extremely fast, swaying countless knife lights, and the giant water droplets observed by the divine mind are more than 100 meters high, and the width of the left and right is also more than 2,000 meters away, like a tsunami generated on the flat ground, wrapped in the momentum of destroying the world and rolling towards them.

"Enemy attack! There is an enemy attack!"

"Brothers, copy guys!!"

The monks of the Heyang clan on the high wall were all staring at each other, and let out a frantic shout.

The monks in the village courtyard poured out from the various halls like a tide, but because of the obstruction of the high wall, they couldn't see the approaching Ye Xin, and observed with their divine thoughts, and because of the interference of the fluctuation of the Yuan Force of the knife curtain itself, they couldn't perceive the momentum of destroying the world and the earth, so their faces were only surprised, but there was no panic or fear, and they were screaming there.

"Lao Tzu is drinking beautifully, what's the matter?"

"That unsightly person dares to mess with us?!"

At this time, Ye Xin had already swung his knife and slashed at the high wall, and the knife momentum he had condensed for a long time also began to bloom, and the thousands of meters long high wall all collapsed at the same moment, and Ye Xin continued to fly forward, where his figure passed, everything turned into fragments, the main hall fell one after another, scattered flower beds, stone steps, inner walls, and wells were also crushed into dust one after another, and the monks who were stunned like chickens, together with the house dogs, mules and horses barking in terror, turned into bursts of blood.

Ye Xin was not manipulating a light curtain, let alone a giant water droplet, but an invisible tank more than 2,000 meters wide, crushing all obstacles like a withering and decaying one, and Ye Xin relied on his own strength to create a local doomsday here.

Ye Xin is trying to maximize his attack range, so the attack power of the knife curtain has been weakened, ordinary monks naturally can't stop the overwhelming sword momentum no matter what, but the monks who have refined the holy body have a chance to survive, Ye Xin's god-killing knife has become the touchstone of the realm, after a knife, all that is smashed are miscellaneous fish and cannon fodder, and those who are roaring and running around are all overhaul powers.

However, surviving was only temporary, because Chiyo Musou had already been killed, she looked at Ye Xin, who was flying towards the distance with the sword momentum, paused, and shouted: "Are you stupid? If you continue like this, you will run out of Yuan Power in less than a hundred breaths!"

I don't know if Ye Xin heard it, anyway, he continued to sweep into the distance, and the roaring light curtain had turned into a small star in the blink of an eye.

Chiyo Wushuang was a little angry, but she had to rush towards the monks who survived, this was the only thing she could do, she thought that this battle would let Ye Xin see how powerful she really was, but it turned out that it was the other way around, her responsibility became to clean up the battlefield, but she couldn't blame anyone, because she was sanctified in the flesh, and the argument was point-to-point, one-on-one attack, she was not afraid of Ye Xin, but she would never be able to raze a huge village to the ground with a knife like this, and the destructive power and even efficiency were too far behind Ye Xin.

Ye Xin at this moment, no one can stop him!

His strength, his ferocity, the madness that erupted because he was intercepted from front to back, and the killing machine simulated by self-hypnosis were perfectly integrated, and wherever his god-killing knife rolled, it would bring destruction wherever it went, whether it was the high walls of the majestic hall, or the running monks, or even pigs, dogs, dogs, dogs, and horses, all of them were destroyed with one sword.

The Black Urn Demon Saint was going to help in the battle this trip, but he was only a beat slower, and he found that he had come for nothing, and he couldn't keep up with Ye Xin's speed, and he didn't dare to make a random move if he kept up, because he was afraid that he would also be involved in the knife curtain, and after a little hesitation, he didn't need to make a move.

The Black Urn Demon Saint flew all the way with more than a dozen powers of the Demon Abyss, and it was too embarrassing to go back like this, even if he didn't do anything, he had to go around.

Ji Xingjue stood straight in the distance, his expression was blank, and he muttered to himself: "He could have been the best robber, but it's a pity that ......"

The strength displayed by Ye Xin was insignificant to him, but the kind of unstoppable momentum that moved forward made him feel shocked.

In a short period of more than 100 breaths, four villages have been completely destroyed under Ye Xin's knife, and 90% of the time has been spent on long-distance attacks, and the real battle broke out in an instant and ended in an instant.

Ye Xin didn't know that the Black Urn Demon Saint had turned into the head of the battlefield sightseeing group, chasing after the monks with the Demon Abyss in vain, and he didn't know that the current Chiyo Musou had become resentful because of cleaning the battlefield everywhere, his eyes were blank and unfocused, sensing the next target.

It's just that Ye Xin made too much noise, and finally alarmed the monks around the main village, and then a large number of monks went out and outflanked Ye Xin from all angles.

Although the power of the Heyang clan is not as strong as the Chiyo clan, there are also hundreds of tribes, hundreds of thousands of monks, especially the monks who entered the main village, are all the personal followers of the big leader of the Heyang clan, Heyang Mai, there are many of them, and the few villages that Ye Xin attacked are almost defenseless, and Heyang Mai's side has all entered a state of readiness, the sky is densely packed with black spots, and the monks galloping on the ground are like ant colonies.

Ye Xin's figure became faster and faster, almost turning into a flash of lightning, facing the monks who were coming over.

At this moment, a figure with a speed no less than Ye Xin came out of the crowd and let out an angry roar: "Where did you come from, bastard? dare to go wild here?!"

Ye Xin was unmoved, and continued to pounce forward, while Chiyo Musou in the distance faintly heard the roar, and her divine thoughts immediately locked on the figure that rushed towards Ye Xin, and then showed a look of astonishment: "Anliu Clan?

The Anliu clan was originally a very powerful race, the Chiyo clan, the Heyang clan, and the Kongxiang clan were all separated from the Anliu clan, and turned their heads to be the enemy of the Anliu clan, forcing the Anliu clan to go away to the depths of the jungle.

But I don't know how many years ago, Chiyo Musou has never seen the monk of the Anliu clan at all, she can recognize it at a glance, because it is said that the royal family of the Anliu clan has three long horns on their heads, and when they are adults, the monks of the Anliu clan will cut off the long horns in the middle to refine the magic weapon, and the figure that rushed towards Ye Xin has long horns on both sides of the forehead, and there is a big round pimple in the middle of the forehead, and the characteristics are very distinct.

Ye Xin doesn't care so much, he is a knife head-on, with his current state, even if the God of the Heavenly Domain appears in front of him, he will be cut correctly, he can't beat it, and he will only die.

The figure was even more annoyed when he saw Ye Xin coming up, but in the face of the eight-pole dazzling sword curtain, he didn't seem afraid at all, and his probe showed a short sword that was more than a foot long and dark black, and faced Ye Xin.

Although Ye Xin was in a state of self-hypnosis, his reason did not disappear, and at the same time as the other party took out his sword, he had already judged that the person was a monk who had become holy in the flesh, similar to the unparalleled clan of Chiyo, once this kind of monk entered the holy realm, not only was his strength extremely great, his speed was extremely fast, but the holy body he had refined was also extremely tough, and it was difficult for the eight-pole dazzling knife curtain to cause heavy damage to the other party.

The God Killing Knife in Ye Xin's hand rolled again, and the knife curtain that had just bloomed suddenly began to collapse towards the God Killing Knife, this was the method he slowly explored when he was in the Taoist world, condensing the power of the Eight Extremes Glare in a single sword light, which would make his strength reach the limit.

Ye Xin and the figure were indescribably fast, and they formed a long wave of wisdom tail-like qi in their flying, which looked like two high-speed trains, colliding head-on.

Rumble...... At the moment of impact, time seemed to stand still, and then the world exploded, and the rain-soaked soil turned into countless mud, rising into the sky, condensing into a circular shockwave, bursting in all directions.

Ye Xin and the figure how fast the speed is, how fast the mud bursts out, both of them have the protection of the tenacious holy body, of course they are not afraid, and those monks of the Heyang clan in the rear are not good, countless points of mud rolled towards them, like hundreds of machine guns are strafing, and in an instant, they swept down a large area of the monks of the Heyang clan, and the screams and wails came and went.

Ye Xin and the figure were both shocked by the incomparably powerful power of the other party, Ye Xin was okay here, there was an endless plain behind him, flying out hundreds of meters away, falling diagonally, and drawing dozens of meters on the ground, stabilizing his body, and the figure was crashing into the monks of the Heyang clan, becoming a terrifying humanoid cannonball, a little next to each other, it was smashed to pieces, and the monk who was still a few meters away was also dragged by the strong wind.

The posture of the figure was much more embarrassing than Ye Xin's, Ye Xin could control his strength, leaning forward and sliding back, while the figure kept rolling and colliding, and he was forced to break a bloody path among the monks of the Heyang clan.