The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty.

Ye Junlin only had the cultivation of 'low-level Xuanhuang', and many Qingxiao elites didn't take him seriously at all. Now Ye Junlin is carrying two heavy treasures, the 'Stealth Cloak' and the 'Wind Boots', which are an out-and-out 'fat sheep'.

The five elites swarmed up, all kinds of weapons, all kinds of mystical skills, like a raging storm, pouring in.

Ye Junlin was as immobile as a mountain, and the sword qi all over his body was like a turbulent wave, and his momentum was like a rainbow.

The sword qi condensed into an invisible armor, covering Ye Junlin's body, half of the five Qingxiao elites' mystical skills were blocked by the 'sword qi armor', and half were dodged by Ye Junlin, relying on the speed of the 'Wind Boots'.

Song Chuyu was like a dragon, dancing a circle of cold rays in mid-air, towards Ye Junlin, stabbing at him.

Ye Junlin came out with both fists, and two flame fist prints, scorching the surrounding Xuan Qi, came towards Song Chuyu and paved the surface.

Song Chuyu didn't expect that in such a situation of disparity in strength, Ye Junlin would dare to fight back, and he was a little caught off guard. Behind Song Chuyu, a cyan sword light flashed, shattering the two fist marks.

Ye Jun calmed down and found a woman in blue who was protecting Song Chuyu's back. This woman is called 'Simon Shuangshuang'.

Ximen Shuangshuang is Song Chuyu's cousin, the only daughter of today's Song Wang's sister, she has been cultivating since she was a child and has been extremely talented, and Song Wang likes it, so he named her 'Haoyue County Lord', but her status is higher than that of the princess of Song Kingdom.

Song Chuyu and Ximen are both sisters and brothers, who grew up with Duan Minghong since childhood, and their relationship is extremely deep. Duan Minghong died at the hands of Ye Junlin, so their sister and brother would kill Ye Junlin regardless of a single sentence to avenge Duan Minghong.

The contradictions are so deep that they are irreconcilable.

In addition to the two sisters and brothers of the Song State, those who participated in the siege of Ye Junlin also included Yingzheng, the crown prince of the Qin State, and the 'double pride of the Chu State' - Nangong Xiong and Nangong Xiaoxiang.

Ying Zheng, Song Chuyu and Ximen Shuangshuang have a deep enmity with Ye Junlin, while Nangong Xiong and Nangong Xiaoxiang are purely for killing people and taking treasures.

The six of them fought as a group, and although Ye Junlin was busy dealing with one enemy and five, he did not fall behind at all.

"Cuihua, should we go up and help Ye Junlin? After all, we owe him a favor. Feng Wuhu glanced at the woman beside him and asked cautiously.

Cuihua looked at Ye Junlin and turned her head to think carefully.

"Not yet. These people may not be his opponents. Before Cuihua could speak, Shen Luoyue took the lead in speaking, she looked at Ye Junlin, and her eyes shone with a special light.

Great minds think alike.

Regarding Shen Luoyue's opinion, Cuihua completely agreed.

Feng Wuhu wanted to say something, Cuihua turned her head and glared at him, Feng Wuhu had to look at it stupidly, not daring to say another word.

Beside several people, Beitang Mo, the prince of Yan Kingdom, couldn't help but laugh when he looked at the 'strict wife' Feng Wuhu.

"Laughing fart, you!"

Feng Wuhu scolded towards Beitang Mo

The battle became more and more intense, and under the siege of the five people, Ye Junlin began to become flustered. is still bare-handed, relying on speed and power, and the five Qingxiao elites are around, and the 'giant sword' on his back has still not been unsheathed.

Lao Wu's 'Haoran Sword Technique' lies in cultivating sword intent with anger, the higher the anger, the stronger the sword intent. After the increase of sword intent, it can even increase the combat power by ten times.

The five Qingxiao elites, each of whom is not a fuel-efficient lamp, have become more and more proficient in their cooperation with each other as time goes by.

Five people beat one person, but they can't help each other, if this spreads, it is estimated that it will make the world laugh off their big teeth.

Ying Zheng slashed down with a sword, and Ye Junlin dodged sideways. Ximen Shuangshuang and Song Chuyu sword lances came out together, stabbing at Ye Junlin's body from two directions, Ye Junlin jumped up, and Nangong Xiong, who had been waiting for a long time, held a huge flame axe in his hand and slashed it head.

"'Sword Qi Divine Skill!'"

Ye Junlin shouted, the sword qi armor lingered around his body again, Nangong Xiong's big axe slashed, Ye Junlin actually used his fists to hit hard.

"Good boy!"

Nangong Xiong laughed, and a raging fire burned on the big axe in his hand.

"Boom!"

Ye Junlin's fists collided with Nangong Xiong's big axe, and a huge explosion instantly erupted. The force of the impact shook all the sword qi armor on Ye Junlin's body. Ye Junlin and Nangong Xiong all flew out upside down, each retreating a few meters away before they stabilized their figures.

Ye Junlin's blood was tumbling, and Nangong Xiong spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.

"His grandmother's!"

Nangong Xiong scolded, spit out a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood residue to the side, held the big axe, and slashed at Ye Junlin again.

Ye Junlin pursed the corners of his lips, revealing a disdainful smile.

At this moment, Nangong Xiaoxiang, who had never made a move, closed his eyes tightly, and his soul perception ability was like a dense net, shrouding towards Ye Junlin.

An invisible binding force, like a rope, firmly bound Ye Junlin's body.

On the 'Wind Boots', the purple Xuanguang was flourishing, carrying Ye Junlin's body like the wind.

"Die!"

The gentle Nangong Xiaoxiang burst out with a foul mouth for the first time, she held a powerful crossbow burning with raging fire in her hand, her fingers were pulled, and five flame arrows were fired in a row.

"'Sword Qi Divine Skill'. Ye Junlin dodged while summoning sword qi armor.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The three flame arrows were dodged by Ye Junlin and shot straight into the stone wall, instantly shattering the stone wall. The dozen or so boxes of spirit crystals leaning against the wall were all blown away.

The sky was full of spirit crystals, like a heavy rain.

The fourth arrow shot at Ye Junlin's chest impartially, blazing with flames, shooting the sword qi armor into shatters in the sky.

A buzzing sounded in his ears, and Ye Junlin was shocked in his heart.

The fifth arrow has arrived.

Summoning the sword qi armor, it was too late, Ye Junlin's whole body was full of purple qi, and his 'wind attribute' Xuan power was exerted to the extreme.

Shaped like the wind, Ye Junlin wanted to dodge this arrow with his speed.

The corners of Nangong Xiaoxiang's mouth flashed with a sneer: "Do you think you can hide?"

Ye Junlin was extremely fast, but the Flame Arrow's flight speed was even better.

"Whew!"

The flame arrow hit Ye Junlin's arm, and a burst of white gas rose in an instant, and Ye Junlin's surroundings immediately exuded a smell of barbecue, Nangong Xiong saw the situation, smiled and carried the flame axe, and pounced again.

Ye Junlin clenched his teeth, clenched the arrow in his left hand, and pulled it out from his right arm, and the sword qi armor was summoned by him again.

Nangong Xiong's big axe was swung down, and Ye Junlin had no time to dodge.

The flaming axe is impartial, right on the head of the middle leaf king. If it weren't for the protection of the sword qi armor, Ye Junlin was afraid that he would be killed on the spot.

The flame axe slashed into the sword qi armor, and instantly let out a roar, and the two forces collided, and the powerful impact directly blasted Ye Junlin away.

"Bang!"

Ye Junlin's body slammed into the wall, instantly smashed a huge deep pit, and fell to the ground, Ye Junlin spit out several mouthfuls of blood one after another.

Nangong Xiong took a few steps back, carried the flame axe on his shoulder, and looked at Ye Junlin gloatingly.

"It's brutal. Beitang Mo stood aside, hiding his face and sighing.

Feng Wuhu pulled out the 'Flame Bursting Sword' and prepared to go up to rescue Ye Junlin.

Cuihua reached out and stopped him. Feng Wuhu stared at Cuihua with a puzzled expression.

Shen Luoyue chuckled lightly and pointed at Ye Junlin.

Feng Wuhu turned his head, only to see that on the giant sword behind Ye Junlin, the powerful sword qi soared into the sky