"If you don't have anybody, I'll come first."

Seeing the hesitation on everyone's faces, Jiang Qingfeng sneered, and blasted towards Wen Qingye's Heavenly Spirit Gai with a punch.

This punch only used fifty percent of Qingfeng's strength, and he also knew that it was impossible for him to kill Wen Qingye, and his role was just to throw bricks and attract jade.

Wen Qingye's body was vertical, and he directly avoided Jiang Qingfeng's punch.

"Let's go together!"

After throwing Qingfeng into the air, he yelled at the people around him: "As long as you kill Wen Qingye, Brother Yan Chang will take out the high-grade immortal magic weapon."

Only a few masters hesitated, and the rest of the masters all had a hint of coldness, compared to killing Yan Chang or killing Wu Qiren, everyone would not hesitate to kill Wu Qiren.

It was basically impossible for them to obtain the treasure from Yan Chang, but it was much easier to kill Wu Qiren.

"Let's go!"

Wen Qingye watched all the masters around him surround him, this was a subconscious thought in his heart, he had already got what he wanted, and he didn't need to waste time with them here.

"Yanchang, next time I see you, I will kill you!"

Wen Qingye snorted coldly, and his body turned into a streamer of light and rushed into the distance.

"Don't let him go"

When Yan Chang heard Wen Qingye's words, a anger suddenly appeared in his eyes, "If anyone beheads this kid, my Yan Vein has a heavy treasure to bestow it."

Everyone was already excited about the treasures on Wen Qingye's body, but Yan Chang moved out of the reward of Yan Vein at this moment, and everyone fell into madness.

Dozens of masters followed closely behind Wen Qingye, most of these people were eighth-grade golden immortals, ninth-grade golden immortals, and they were either masters who had been famous for a long time, or they were the leaders of the sect and family.

"The people of the flame vein come with me"

Yan Chang watched Wen Qingye run away in embarrassment, and hurriedly followed with the master of Yan Vein, you must know that Wen Qingye now has many treasures on his body, the Qilin Fire and the flag, all of which are treasures that Yan Chang is bound to obtain.

Jiang Qingfeng didn't say a word, and a few eight-rank golden immortals with the bronze gate also followed with a murderous awe.

Wen Qingye felt the many masters behind him, his brows furrowed, and a chill appeared in his heart, this Yan Chang is really a ruthless method, originally everyone was eyeing him, but just a few words, he turned the spearhead to Wen Qingye.

Soon, a strange scene appeared above the Falling Sky Strait, countless masters chased after Wen Qingye, Wen Qingye's cultivation was always his hard injury, everyone chased after him, and the distance was constantly shrinking.

A life-and-death escape kicked off on the Nine Heavens South China Sea, and although Wen Qingye had been wanted for several months, this was the first time that he had been hunted down by so many masters.

"You now use the Water Splitting Xuanguang Mirror to transmit the sound, let the three elders block Wu Qiren's path on Chiyuan Island, and you must not let him pass through Chiyuan Island" Yan Chang glanced at the direction of Wen Qingye's running in front of him, pondered for a long time, and then said to the Yanmai master next to him.

When the Yanmai master heard Yan Chang's words, he nodded again and again, and said, "Yes, my subordinates know."

Wen Qingye watched the master getting closer and closer behind him, his eyes became more and more cold, and his right hand subconsciously held the hilt of the Yi Nian Sword.

Wow!

At this moment, Wen Qingye's body turned suddenly, and the Yinian Sword in his hand slashed backwards, and a bright, sharp sword light sprang out from the blade of the Yinian Sword.

Where did the master behind him think that Wen Qingye would suddenly fight back, and suddenly they were in a hurry.

Jiang Qingfeng looked at Wen Qingye's back coldly, and said: "Wu Qiren, you can be arrested, we may be able to give you a euthanasia, if you are obsessed, the death is not very good-looking."

"Don't talk nonsense, come up and lead the death!"

Wen Qingye smiled indifferently, and the sword in his hand danced, and several sharp sword flowers suddenly formed.

Jiang Qingfeng sneered, although he was not afraid of Wen Qingye, but there were so many masters present, why did he bother to fight to the death with him and let others pick up a bargain?

The breeze can stabilize the body and mind, but the other masters don't have such a deep city, and the greed is together, and the fierce light appears, and rushes directly towards Wen Qingye.

Among the three of them, two Golden Immortal Eight Ranks, one Golden Immortal Nine Ranks, the sword in Wen Qingye's hand is weird and changeable, and the pace is also exquisite, every time they can cut the intentions of the three people, the three of them want to ask for benefits on Wen Qingye's body, it is simply impossible.

"Pick me up!"

Yan Chang, who was hurrying from afar, saw the three of them fighting with Wen Qingye, a sneer hooked up at the corner of his mouth, and a punch blasted towards the direction of Wen Qingye's retreat.

The terrifying roar stirred the four fields, and Wen Qingye drew his sword and slashed away as he retreated, but in a hurry, where was Yan Chang's opponent, and his body suddenly retreated again and again.

When the three of them saw that Wen Qingye was injured by Yan Chang, they all showed ecstasy on their faces, and rushed towards Wen Qingye's vital point in three directions.

Wen Qingye saw the three of them rushing towards him, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and then clenched the sword in his hand, and when the true qi of his whole body was agitated, the black aura condensed again, and the terrifying killing aura suddenly filled everyone's hearts.

Yan Chang seemed to have thought of something, but now that he reacted, he realized that it was too late.

"Heavenly Demon Soul Chasing Sword! Demons and Evil Flying Ghosts Cry!"

Wen Qingye's body was long, and the whole world seemed to have turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and in a purgatory, there was no longer the sound of magnificent waves crashing in everyone's ears, only the terrible screams of the unjust ghosts.

Only the three people who fought against Wen Qingye found that Wen Qingye was like a ghost, crisscrossing this world, and the three of them couldn't catch his figure at all, they could only see the sword in his hand waving again and again, and pieces of cold light filled the audience.

"Not good!"

After a few breaths, the three of them seemed to sense a hint of something wrong, and frantically retreated towards the rear, but it was too late.

I saw countless Wen Qingye appear in all directions, like a terrible ghost, and a sword stabbed at them.

Poof!

Before the two eight-rank golden immortals could react, they were directly crushed by the terrifying sword, only the nine-rank golden immortal reacted in time, and their footsteps retreated to the rear one after another, but they were also hit by several strange sword rays and bled non-stop.

Wow!

Everyone in heaven and earth was in an uproar, but they didn't expect Wen Qingye to strike out with a sword, two eighth-grade golden immortals died tragically, and one ninth-grade golden immortal was seriously injured, this strength has already moved many masters present slightly.

Bai Yiyang stood in the distance and couldn't help but exclaim: "It's so strong, is this the Heavenly Demon Soul Chasing Sword Technique that kills the Immortal Monarch?"

Wen Qingye suppressed the restlessness in his heart, glanced coldly at the people around him, and slowly opened his mouth.

"I'm leaving today, who is in favor and who is against?"

(End of chapter)