The second-generation witch god was furious, he couldn't imagine that Ye Qinghan would shoot so ruthlessly, let alone that Ye Qinghan would actually grab the sword with his empty hands, and he could still be unscathed, this is simply impossible!

"He knows I'm dealing with him, otherwise it wouldn't be so ruthless! Which holy place is telling him?"

The second-generation witch god stared at Ye Qinghan's back, and the cold glow flickered.

Ye Qinghan's face was gloomy, as if his divine power had been exhausted, and he left the enchantment tiredly, holding his left wrist with his right hand, as if he had been hit hard, and his pale face was by no means a fake.

"He was injured, I said who can do it empty-handed to take the white blade of the Son of God but unscathed, it turned out that he hit all the divine power to protect his left hand, now although there is no skin injury, but the left hand is almost useless, and the divine power is empty, for this point, it is not worth it at all. ”

Many gods seemed to see through everything, and couldn't help but laugh and discuss, they all felt that Ye Qinghan had no strength to fight again, and they couldn't wait to meet him in the next battle, and then suppress it strongly.

Ye Qinghan sneered in his heart, he didn't pretend to be injured, if the people below didn't dare to fight, how could he hit the Son of God hard?

The second-generation witch god asked him to bring Wu Zulong back to the inn to recuperate, and then transmitted the voice to Ye Qinghan, and asked coldly, "Are you going against the witch clan?"

Ye Qinghan shot out a cold man, and said in a deep voice, "Who is against whom first, you should know better than me! If you want people to be unaware, then don't do it, you have lived for so long, don't you understand that paper can't hold fire?"

The second-generation witch god shot out of his cold eyes, and scanned the Holy Land in all directions, trying to find out who was the one who betrayed him, but after scanning around, he didn't seem to see that Ye Qinghan had any hidden partners.

Python Shenjiao looked at the two-for-tat, and it was estimated that he couldn't be good, so he could only shake his head and sigh.

Ye Qinghan looked at the reaction of the second generation of witch gods, and was even more sure in his heart, the witch clan was dealing with the mad sect and wanted to expel the mad sect!

However, it takes too much mental power to maintain the Great Wilderness Monument's Transformation Divine Clothes, and Ye Qinghan is indeed tired at the moment, so he directly sits cross-legged on the ground and cultivates his spiritual power.

The three events ended quickly, and it was Ye Qinghan's turn to fight against Feng Qingshen, this person was the inheritor of the Wind God, the fastest speed, killing people thousands of miles away, and in the blink of an eye, he could escape thousands of miles away, and he was one of the strongest opponents.

Ye Qinghan didn't care, no matter how fast this person's speed was, it was still a weakness if he couldn't defend himself.

The Great Desolate God's robe protected his throat, and even his head was protected by a faint energy, as long as he blocked Feng Qingshen's blow, Feng Qingshen would be unlucky.

Ye Qinghan pretended to be weak and stepped towards the enchantment.

Feng Qingshen is indeed temperamental, with a tall body, and an undefeated king's breath so far, he has never been defeated, and the wind god blade in his hand is cold, dyed with a lot of blood of the king's gods, and it is even more soul-grabbing.

"My Wind God Blade only drinks the blood of the strong, and so far I have drunk the blood of three hundred kings and elites, and I have killed three gods and goddesses, you will make it a myth and legend!"

"My fists have killed countless people, you are just an ordinary one!" Ye Qinghan fought back more violently.

"Without further ado, your glory will end in my hands!"

Hmmm――――――

Feng Qing Shen's robe rolled, his figure dissipated, and his afterimage was everywhere in the entire enchantment, this speed was not only fast, it was almost to the realm of defying the sky.

Ye Qinghan lowered his head and closed his eyes, feeling the position of Feng Qingshen, but his speed was too fast, even if he could sense it at a certain moment, he couldn't catch it, the natural enemy of this existence was not Ye Qinghan, but Ye Huang, and her piano sound could completely control the trace of Feng Qingshen.

Feng Qingshen was also observing Ye Qinghan, looking at him with a calm face, holding a heavy frenzy in his hand, waiting for the opportunity to burst into a thunderous blow.

The violent wind swept the black hair, Ye Qinghan still didn't open his eyes, the enemy doesn't move, I don't move, if the enemy attacks, I attack first!

Woo Woo ――――――――

Feng Qingshen's tentative wind blade swept behind Ye Qinghan, but Ye Qinghan did not act, and finally lost his patience and personally killed Ye Qinghan behind with the blade.

Wow!

The Wind God Blade was extremely sharp, and the spatial shackles were cut like tofu, directly smearing towards Ye Qinghan's neck.

Swish!

Ye Qinghan raised his knife and slashed, the speed was as fast as lightning, the defense of his right waist was weak, Feng Qingshen seized the opportunity, the speed was extremely fast, and he slashed above the heavy madness.

Puff――――――

The Wind God Blade quickly pierced through the outer Golden Armor Holy Clothes, and Ye Qinghan flew upside down with his strength, spurting blood and hitting the ground, as if he had suffered a heavy blow.

Whew!

Feng Qingshen felt that he had touched Ye Qinghan's skin, and thought that Ye Qinghan must have been injured, so he was suddenly unforgiving, and frantically hit Ye Qinghan.

Ye Qinghan raised his knife and slashed indiscriminately, hitting his wind god blade, and took advantage of the situation to fly upside down again, looking extremely embarrassed from the outside, but only he understood that everything was developing according to his own predicted trajectory.

Show the enemy weak!

Feng Qingshen is looking forward to killing Ye Qinghan and raising the power of the wind god.

Rumble!

Feng Qing's spirit exploded, and the wind element was violent, forming countless wind blades to kill Ye Qinghan in all directions, cooperating with his peak and.

Ye Qinghan's divine power poured out, forming a huge defensive shield on the periphery, blocking countless wind blades, but the energy was getting weaker and weaker, and it was about to be broken, some people couldn't help laughing, knowing that Ye Qinghan's glory was over!

Feng Qingshen was even more confident, Ye Qinghan was just the end of a strong crossbow, and it was impossible to resist his strongest blow, so he killed the energy shield strongly, and the defensive energy was really vulnerable, and the Wind God Blade directly broke into it and killed Ye Qinghan.

Rumble!

Ye Qinghan bombarded the Wind God Blade, his strength became much weaker, he was defeated and retreated, his body was out of control, and he was about to be defeated.

Feng Qingshen was overjoyed, his body flashed, and the Wind God Blade slashed away from the side of the heavy madness, blasting towards Ye Qinghan's body, hitting his throat directly.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

The space collapsed, and in the blink of an eye, it slammed into front of Ye Qinghan.

The corners of Ye Qinghan's mouth raised, he directly gave up the heavy madness, greeted him physically, used his body to block the wind divine blade, and reached out to grab Feng Qingshen's head.

Everyone was stunned, feeling that Ye Qinghan was crazy.

Feng Qingshen was arrogant, confident that this knife could crush Ye Qinghan's body and soul, so he didn't dodge at all.

Rumble!

When it hit Ye Qinghan's body, Feng Qingshen was taken aback, the Wind God Blade couldn't penetrate Ye Qinghan's defense at all, but he was grabbed by Ye Qinghan.

Rumble!

Ye Qinghan hugged Feng Qingshen's head and pressed down, his knees slammed up, directly engulfing his eyes, his dizziness turned around, and before he could admit defeat, he saw Ye Qinghan's fist smashing towards him like raindrops.

Boom Boom!

Bang bang bang!

The savage and violent fist pierced Feng Qingshen's defense, and his leg bones were deformed with a kick, and one flew up to his knees, directly flying him up.

Click――――――

Ah――――――――h

Feng Qingshen screamed and flew upside down, but was caught up by Ye Qinghan, and rushed out of the flames with a punch, hitting his head, his head was broken on the spot, and his soul and godhead were hit hard.

"We throw in the towel!"

The Wind God Inheritance Holy Lord immediately shouted and chose to admit defeat.

Ye Qinghan clenched his fists, after all, he didn't choose to kill him, his momentum dispersed, his body almost fell, and his vigorous face seemed to have lost its blood color and would fall down at any time.