Yu Ming's eyes were blood-red, and he looked at Wen Qingye and said, "You killed the people of my Yaksha clan?"

Wen Qingye didn't speak, gently wiped the blood on the sword with two fingers, and glanced at Yu Ming coldly.

Xu Wan'er smiled coldly beside her, and said to Yu Ming: "He is Wu Qiren, the holy son of the Fire Sword Sect."

In addition to Xu Wan'er, there were also many people present who knew Wen Qingye, and they discussed it at the moment.

Zhang Haotian glanced at Wen Qingye, and said secretly in his heart: "Is he the Holy Son of the Fire Sword Sect?"

The reason why he helped Jiang Yang and Zou Jie at the foot of the mountain was that he was very unpleasant to the Yaksha clan, and secondly, because he wanted to befriend the Lihuo Sword Sect.

But now the two sides have obviously evolved into a life-and-death battle, and the slightest carelessness will burn itself.

Chu Fan praised: "The Holy Son of the Fire Sword Sect is very strong."

Yan Chang was rarely silent for a long time, and said: "The strength is also very strong."

Chu Fan shook his head and smiled: "No matter how strong it is, it is only a nine-rank golden immortal, and the gap between the titled golden immortal and the nine-grade golden immortal is like a heavenly trench."

Yan Chang wanted to say that he was also the Emperor Golden Immortal, but he was defeated by Wen Qingye, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say it.

Although he felt that Wen Qingye was strong, he had only been a Titled Golden Immortal for a month, which suddenly made his words seem very pale and weak.

Guan Chen glanced at Wen Qingye in surprise, just now he didn't notice at all that several masters of the Yaksha clan were killed by this person from the Fire Sword Sect, which was enough to show that this person was extraordinary.

Beichen Feng, who had been hiding in the crowd, frowned slightly at this time, he could be said to be the only one who observed Wen Qingye's move except for Chu Chun'er.

Beichen Feng had a hint of playfulness in his eyes, and said: "This Wen Qingye's strength is extraordinary, although there are only nine rank golden immortals, but the ordinary Emperor Golden Immortal may not be his opponent, but this Yu Ming is not an ordinary Emperor Golden Immortal."

He was not interested in the battle between the Holy Son of the Fire Sword Sect and the Yaksha clan, as long as Wen Qingye no longer used the Heavenly Demon Soul Chasing Sword Technique, no matter how arrogant the Holy Son of the Fire Sword Sect was, it had nothing to do with him at all.

Because, that Son of the Fire Sword Sect has always cultivated as just a nine-rank golden immortal.

Yu Ming heard Xu Wan'er's words, with a hint of fierceness in his eyes, and said: "You are Wu Qiren, I didn't go to look for you, but you threw yourself into the net, even if the king of heaven came today, he couldn't save you."

As he spoke, Yu Ming took two steps towards Wen Qingye.

"You're right, even if the king of heaven comes, he can't save you"

Wen Qingye sneered, and the long sword in his hand swung forward, and the long sword of the immortal magic weapon was directly inserted into the steps, making a soft groan.

"Have courage!"

When Yu Ming saw this, his eyes flashed, and as soon as he stepped on it, his body rushed to Wen Qingye's face in an instant, and he slammed it over.

Rumble!

The terrifying crystal-blue qi waves emerged from that fist like a whirlpool, and it contained the most cultivated path of the hundred waves among the sea clans.

The way of a hundred waves, the three thousand avenues are ranked one hundred and nine, and the true qi is like a wave, endless, endless.

I have to say that Yu Ming is indeed good, this way of a hundred waves has been infinitely connected to the 'Heavenly Soul' realm, but even if it is the peak of the 'Earth Soul' realm, it is also incomparably strong.

Wen Qingye saw the punch rushing forward, a divine light appeared in his eyes, and the dragon scroll hundred flowers Xuan Gong unleashed it, and the golden dragon shadow began to hover in his right arm.

Roar!

A Nine Heavens Dragon's groan sounded, and Wen Qingye blasted towards Yu Ming with a punch.

Bang bang!

The two fists slammed into each other in the void, and the waves of qi not only spread towards the surroundings, emitting a terrifying sonic boom.

Wen Qingye felt waves of True Qi impact from his arm, and his steps stabilized after taking three steps back.

For this punch, he only used the Rock Rule, and did not use other law powers.

But Yu Ming felt as if his punch had hit the mountain, and a sore pain rushed to his five fingers, and his footsteps retreated to the rear again and again.

Faced with such a situation, how could Yu Ming endure it? With a kick of his footsteps, his body rose directly into the air.

As soon as his palms closed, the blue true qi gathered in his hands, as if something was brewing, and almost instantly, as his palms parted, in the middle of his palms, a huge crystal blue water fork appeared.

"Eight Desolations in the Clouds!"

Yu Ming let out a loud shout, and the huge water fork moved violently, rushing forward, and the air around him was contorted by shocks.

Boom!

The huge water fork came quickly, as if it were like a mountain attacking, and with the tightness and oppression of ten thousand arrows, as if the air had become frozen at that moment.

Wen Qingye's eyes reflected the crystal blue light, but he was always extremely calm, and the purple-gold true qi frantically converged towards the left and right hands.

Above the two index fingers of the left and right hands, there was a terrifying, extreme light, like a flame on one side and a deep sea on the other, and Wen Qingye stood in the middle.

"Taixuan God Finger!

Wen Qingye stretched out his hands and pointed towards the huge water fork in front of him.

Knock!

Two rays of ice and fire-colored light rushed towards the water fork, and the water fork paused, and then trembled, and at that moment the heavens and the earth trembled with the water fork.

Click!

The crystal blue water fork directly cracked, turning into the true qi of heaven and earth and dissipating.

At the same time, Yu Ming's face changed, his internal organs had been shattered by the law of vibration at this moment, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood directly.

This mouthful of blood spit out, Yu Ming seemed to be dozens of years old, and his body stood in the void, like a withered leaf in the wind, crumbling.

Wen Qingye's fingers moved, and the flying sword that was originally inserted in the ground rushed directly towards Yu Ming.

Yu Ming saw the flying sword rushing towards him, but he didn't have the strength to stop it at all, and watched in despair as the flying sword flew and wiped his throat.

Thump!

Yu Ming's body fell heavily to the ground, his head rolled four or five times, and his eyes were wide open, as if he was unwilling.

Wen Qingye made a move, and the flying sword returned to Wen Qingye's hand again, he flicked off the blood on the sword, and then put the sword away, as if he had killed one of the three geniuses of the Yaksha clan, which was a trivial matter.

Everyone was shocked by Wen Qingye's decisive temperament!

"Who said that the Holy Son of the Fire Sword Sect is invincible under the title Golden Immortal?"

"It's so strong, Yu Ming was actually killed by him"

"It's a miracle, how can the Nine Rank Golden Immortal be so strong?"

.............

There were geniuses all around him, but he couldn't help but sigh when he saw that Wen Qingye could kill the Quartet with the capital of the Nine Rank Golden Immortals.

(End of chapter)