A sword out of the sheath, Kyushu light cold.

The fierce sword wind stirred the Xuan Qi around the ground, surging in all directions like the sea.

On the giant sword, the colorful light is beautiful, as if people are in a dream, like a fantasy and drunk.

Ye Junlin wiped the blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, held the giant sword, and slowly stood up.

If anyone does not offend me, I will not offend anyone, but if anyone offends me, he will be rewarded a hundredfold.

Ye Junlin roared, and his whole body was shining with golden light. Behind Ye Junlin, the phantom of a golden dragon soared into the air, and the powerful power of coercion shocked everyone.

The golden scale dense armor covered Ye Junlin's whole body, and the golden light was shining, Ye Junlin was like the emperor of the Qingxiao people, ruling the world. The five of them besieged Ye Junlin, and the powerful anger increased the power of the 'Haoran Sword Technique' to the peak.

The Golden Dragon Beast Soul, the 'Haoran Sword Technique', and the triple amplification power of the 'Kunlun Wuji' made Ye Junlin's momentum rise by two small steps in a row, and the surging power on Ye Junlin's body at this time was already almost the same as that of the 'High-level Xuanhuang'.

"What a horrible amplification!"

Feng Wuhu looked at Ye Junlin and let out an exclamation.

The cyan light slowly lingered on Ye Junlin's right arm, and the wound that had been shot by the flaming arrow before slowly healed.

The giant sword in his hand kept making a 'roar' sound, as if urging Ye Junlin to take revenge.

My greatsword has long been hungry and thirsty.

The 'Wind Boots' under his feet shone with purple light.

Ye Junlin held his breath and condensed, like a gust of wind, and disappeared in place in an instant.

The five of them only felt a gust of wind blowing around them, and when they reacted again, Ye Junlin had already come to them.

Among the five, Ying Zheng's combat power was the highest, and Nangong Xiong and Song Chuyu had both cultivated high-level 'defensive mystical skills', which were difficult to solve in an instant. Therefore, he chose the target between Nangong Xiaoxiang and Ximen.

Ximen Shuangshuang is a 'sword warrior', and his melee ability is not weak, so the final target choice is only Nangong Xiaoxiang.

The long sword was like a dragon, and under Ye Jun's almost ethereal speed, he came to Nangong Xiaoxiang in an instant.

Nangong Xiaoxiang was shocked and turned around to escape, but Ye Junlin didn't give her the slightest chance.

The giant sword slashed down on the head, and Nangong Xiaoxiang hurriedly swung his crossbow to resist.

With a metallic resound, Nangong Xiaoxiang's flame crossbow was instantly cut into two pieces by the Juque Sword.

Nangong Xiong had already reacted and turned around to rescue Nangong Xiaoxiang.

Ye Junlin's body turned, and an arc was crossed in mid-air, and on the giant sword, the golden light reflected the heaven and the earth.

"'God Killing Sword Technique'!"

Ye Jun was in mid-air, and swung his sword down.

The four-style sword techniques of the 'God Killing Sword Technique' are like flowing water, swinging one after another.

"Stabbing whales, stacking thunder, armor piercing, killing immortals!"

The four-style swordsmanship first knocked away the flame axe in Nangong Xiong's hand, and then the thunder exploded, Nangong Xiong was struck by the yellow thunder, his whole body was numb and soft, and his body almost fell to the ground. The power of the third sword armor piercing directly shattered the 'double-ringed beast face armor' that Nangong Xiong was wearing, and left a sword mark on his chest.

Blood poured down and stained Nangong Xiong's clothes red.

Nangong Xiong almost wanted to escape, but Ye Junlin's fourth sword was slashed again.

The body was suspended in mid-air, Ye Junlin's body was reversed, his feet were on top, his arms were holding the giant sword below, and the 'Killing Immortal Style' hung the golden hook upside down, destroying the heavens and the earth.

Nangong Xiong, who was still invincible, was so frightened that his legs were weak at the moment, and he was terrified.

Ye Junlin slashed straight down with a sword, directly from his head to the soles of his feet, splitting him in half.

Blood splattered Ye Junlin's body, and the scene was extremely bloody and tragic.

When Nangong Xiaoxiang saw that her brother was killed, she was originally as proud as an iceberg, and she actually cried loudly.

As the eldest prince of Chu and the eldest princess, the two relied on power and force to be powerful and blessed for more than ten years, and no one could hurt them in the slightest.

And now, Nangong Xiaoxiang watched his brother die in front of him.

With a loud scream, Nangong Xiaoxiang fainted.

Ye Junlin did not take the opportunity to kill again, because whether it was beating a woman or taking advantage of others, it was not in line with his principle of doing things.

Beitang Mo looked at Ye Junlin and nodded approvingly, not because he admired his strength, but because he appreciated his bottom line.

Ye Junlin turned his head, his eyes were cold, he stared at Ximen Shuangshuang, Song Chuyu and Ying Zheng, murderous.

The three of them were a little distracted, and after a few breaths, Ye Junlin scared Nangong Xiaoxiang and killed Nangong Xiong, this successive actions were really terrifying.

Ye Junlin didn't give them a chance to calm down, his body turned, and he ran like the wind again, the giant sword was like a thin line of death, and wherever he went, there would be a dead soul.

He locked his next target on Song Chuyu.

The three of them were all 'high-level Xuanhuang', but Ye Junlintong's observation of 'Tianmu' knew that Song Chuyu's qi was the weakest.

A sword was handed out, and the flow of Xuan Qi around him actually stopped.

Ye Junlin used a plan to 'cut off the flood'. At the same time, Ye Junlin's 'Time Dao Seal' in the sea of knowledge suddenly emitted a burst of light, and a little power of time was integrated into the 'Breaking Flood Style'.

The power of time acted on this small square space, and the figures of the three people were imprisoned and difficult to move a bit. The three of them desperately tried to break free, but found that they couldn't do anything at all.

The giant sword fluttered by, and on Song Chuyu's neck, a blood-red thin line appeared, and some viscous blood slowly dripped down, and Song Chuyu's head flew straight out in an instant.

On the wound on the neck, blood spurted like a column.

Naturally, it is dead.

"Chu Yu!"

His cousin was beheaded in front of him, and Simon let out a heart-rending scream.

Ye Junlin smiled, and his eyes fell on Ying Zheng.

For the first time in his life, Ying Zheng felt the breath of death.

Ye Junlin was covered in blood, and his golden fine scale and dense armor had been dyed blood-red. Like a butcher who kills people and drinks blood, holding a sharp weapon, he comes from hell, and his life is harvested.

"When did this guy become so terrifying!" Ying Zheng's heart began to regret, regretting that he had not listened to the words of the Ghost Venerable.

Ye Junlin rushed forward, wanting to end Yingzheng's life with a sword. But at this moment, there was a dizziness in the sea of knowledge, and the 'Time Dao Seal' seemed to want to tell Sù Ye Junlin something.

But that powerful power is not something that Ye Junlin can withstand now.

The restraining power of the 'flood breaking style' has finally dissipated. Ying Zheng and Ximen both saw the opportunity and fled into the distance like a desperate person.

The main hall of the Martial Emperor's Mausoleum, which had lost the support of its strength, shook even more violently after a fight, as if it would collapse at any time.

Feng Wuhu pulled Cuihua and fled outside the hall with Shen Luoyue and others, and Ye Junlin didn't care about the dizziness in the sea, and followed