After leaving the land of right and wrong, before he had gone far, Ye Qingtian suddenly stopped, he turned around and looked at Ye Qingxuan and the others, and said softly: "Let's go back!"

A light flashed in Ye Qingxuan's eyes, and the corners of his mouth lifted an arc, but Ye Qingxuan and Ye Hongluan were slightly stunned, and they didn't react for a while. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Didn't you listen to them, both sides are from the county town, that young man is still the son of the county lord, this kind of chaos, we had better not get involved, since we are leaving, let's leave quickly!" Ye Hongluan frowned and said.

Ye Qingxuan glanced at her and said: "It is precisely because of this that we want to go back, both sides are people we can't offend, no matter which one survives, it will not be good for us, do you think that the blood-clothed guard commander will be so kind to let us go?

"Bloody Guard?" Ye Hongluan exclaimed, "Are you sure it's Bloody Guard?"

Ye Qingtian's expression was slightly solemn, and he nodded and said: "Except for the Bloody Guard, I'm afraid that no one has such a strong smell of blood, with their methods, they won't just let us go, it is estimated that after solving the target, it will be our turn!"

Ye Qingjin and Ye Hongluan suddenly realized, and they also guessed Jiang Yufeng's plan at this time.

"Let's go, let's go back and kill a horse pistol!" Ye Qingtian took the lead and quickly ran towards the place he had just come over, and Ye Qingxuan and the three of them hurriedly followed.

But as soon as he was halfway there, a roar like a divine thunder explosion came from the front, like a round of the sun exploding, and the terrifying fluctuations could be felt even from hundreds of feet away.

In the horrified eyes of the four people, a hundred-foot-high mushroom cloud rose from there, and the fluctuations of destruction swept in all directions, and everything that was caught in it was turned into powder and completely destroyed.

"This fluctuation ...... Could it be that someone blew himself up?" Ye Qingchen said in a trembling voice, the monks of the Pantian Realm definitely do not have such combat power, this is beyond everyone's imagination.

A bright light flashed in Ye Qingtian's eyes, and he immediately ran towards that side at a faster speed.

When the four of them came here, they saw only a big pit, with a radius of hundreds of meters, and the place where they could see was a mess, the dense forest, ancient trees, and mountains and rocks were all destroyed, bare and lifeless.

In the big pit, there were only four figures at this time, and the remaining three had completely disappeared.

There was a divine shield standing in front of Jiang Yufeng at this time, but it was dilapidated, it was destroyed, half of his body was also a blur of flesh and blood, miserable, and the other two blood-clothed guards behind him were almost at the end of the crossbow, leaving only half a life to struggle.

On the other side, the middle-aged man had completely disappeared, leaving only the young man standing there, although he was a little injured, but he was much better than Jiang Yufeng and the others, thinking that the middle-aged man deliberately protected him.

"Good! good! very good!" Jiang Yufeng almost squeezed out these words from between his teeth, and his eyes were like bloodthirsty beasts at this time, staring at the young man not far away, eager to cut it with a thousand knives!

He didn't expect Yang Guyue to be so decisive, and without hesitation, he blew up his sea of qi and used the means of burning jade, and when he was caught off guard, two of the five blood-clothed guards died, and the rest, including himself, were also seriously injured, and half of his body was blown up.

He walked forward with his sword, although he was seriously injured, but the evil aura on his body became more terrifying, like a fierce beast that had been freed from its shackles, more violent and more cruel!

Mu Zihong's eyes were also resolute at this time, he pulled out a spear, and the momentum on his body surged, and he actually reached the Pantian Realm, although it was a little worse than his younger brother Mu Ziyuan, but it was enough to make others unreachable.

He didn't say a word, the spear in his hand danced, like a silver dragon going to sea, the sky was full of gun shadows, with the general trend of thousands of troops, thousands of miles straight away!

Jiang Yufeng sneered disdainfully, his cultivation had reached the sixth layer of Pantian, he held five hundred blood-clothed guards, and had experienced countless killings, although he was seriously injured, but a monk of the first layer of Pantian had not been taken into his eyes.

He lifted his knife straight up, the snow-white sword cut through the void, the light was bright, the edge could not be forced, and the shadow of the gun in the sky collided, and there was a clanging sound of gold and iron clashing, sparks splashed, and the sharp air exploded.

"Open the mountain!" He suddenly pushed forward with one hand, and his true qi gushed out like a flood that broke the embankment, containing the power of opening the mountain and breaking the mountain, and slapped straight forward.

Mu Zihong's spear danced, like a big dragon dancing wildly, one after another, crushing the palm prints of the mountain.

But Jiang Yufeng's even more terrifying blow fell, and the snow-white sword made the sun eclipsed, containing the invincible momentum of opening the mountain, as if it could split the heaven and earth, and slashed towards Mu Zihong.

Mu Zihong's face changed, and he turned around and was about to move sideways, but it was too late, the sword fell, the earth was split, and the spear in his hand was bent into a shocking arc, and then shattered, turning into fragments and exploding.

"Poof!" Mu Zihong spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew out upside down, and the knife slashed into his body, almost splitting his whole person in half!

Jiang Yufeng came like a killing god, walked in front of Mu Zihong step by step, looked down at him, his eyes were calm, and then raised the long knife and cut off his head with a knife.

Ye Qingtian and the others felt a little incredible, the son of a dignified county lord, the incomparably noble son of the sky, died like this?

But how to doubt it, the scene in front of him really happened, Mu Zihong was indeed beheaded, and he couldn't die anymore.

Jiang Yufeng let out a sigh of relief, and finally solved the target, but as soon as he thought of the four Ye Qingtian who had left before, his face turned cold again.

Regardless of whether the men really didn't hear their conversation, he wouldn't stop like that. Cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, leaving no future troubles, has always been the means of action of their bloody guards.

However, before that, he still planned to heal his injuries first, and only after summoning a few subordinates could he be foolproof, after all, the other party also had two Pantian Realm cultivators, which was not easy to deal with.

But at this moment, he suddenly raised his head, and the four young figures who had just been branded by him as mortal came from a distance and appeared in front of him in a grand manner!

Ye Qingjin and Ye Hongluan came to the two seriously injured blood-clothed guards in a flash, without any nonsense, they lifted the long sword and killed it.

Jiang Yufeng's face instantly became extremely ugly, he didn't expect Ye Qingxuan and the others to kill at this time, completely disrupting his plan.

Seeing him like this, Ye Qingxuan chuckled and said, "What's the matter, do you think we'll let you heal your injuries, and then call some helpers, waiting for you to kill?"

Jiang Yufeng said gloomily: "Didn't you say that you would leave now, and no one has ever seen anyone?"

Ye Qingtian sneered: "If you bloody guards can believe this kind of words, then the sun will really come out of the west." You don't want to let us go, thinking we're going to let you go?"

Jiang Yufeng's face became extremely pale, he didn't expect Ye Qingtian and the others to have such thoughts at the beginning, and they didn't intend to let them go at all, just waiting for him and Mu Zihong to lose both, and then they came out to clean up the mess, and now it seems that they have indeed encountered the most favorable situation.

He moved almost instantly, his sword danced, and slashed towards Ye Qingtian and Ye Qingxuan.

But how could he, who was already seriously injured, be the opponent of the two, after only a few dozen moves, the sword in Ye Qingxuan's hand was inserted into his heart, and Ye Qingtian also smashed his head with one palm.

On the other side, Ye Qingjin and the two also resolved the battle, and the four of them glanced at each other, and then prepared to turn around and leave.

But behind them, a corpse with its head cut off suddenly stood up!