The ink sword took off his hand, the gold and iron rang together, and Ye Wentian actually left only a shallow white mark on his neck, which was really terrifying, the ink sword martial spirit that could cut through gold and jade could not even cut the skin at this moment, which was completely unreasonable, this simply subverted cognition.

There was silence, only the sound of swallowing saliva, and then after a few long sounds, several private soldiers shook their hands and accidentally dropped their weapons on the ground.

Yu Taixing's expression was strange, and he sighed and said: "The head asked me to take the pure defense route, but how can his defense power be more perverted than me, it's unreasonable!"

"Taihang, if you sacrifice the Demon Rock Basalt Armor, it will be invulnerable, don't be arrogant. Lilai held Yu Taihang's big hand and said with concern.

Nangong Yu smiled bitterly: "It turns out that the boss is already so strong, and he was regarded as a competitor back then, but now that I think about it, I am extremely ignorant." ”

Yang Jie rubbed his eyes, he couldn't believe his eyes, in a trance, he seemed to see a spark just now?

"No, he must have used a defensive weapon!" a disciple of the Ink Sword Sect said in a trembling voice.

"Yes, it must be a defensive weapon, the ink sword is extremely sharp, nothing can stop it, nothing can stop it!" another disciple of the Ink Sword Sect desperately anesthetized himself.

Ye Wentian ignored them, staring at the Ink Sword Sect Lingjun in his hand, his expression suddenly became hideous and tyrannical, his eyes glowed with murderous intent, and he sneered: "Now let me tell you what the fate is." ”

"It's death!" Ye Wentian suddenly shouted, and in Lingjun's frightened gaze, his arm was raised, throwing him up, and then slammed it down, slamming it on the ground in front of him.

The ground shook violently, and with a snort, the body of this Ink Sword Sect Spirit Monarch was completely flattened, and the blood shot out in a radial shape like a balloon, leaving a curtain of blood resembling the sun on the ground.

"It's death, it's death!" Ye Wentian still didn't stop, like the crazy demon beast awakened in ancient times, exuding a tyrannical evil that made the soul fear, pull up the already bloody Lingjun, raise it, smash it down, raise it again, and smash it down again.

After three cycles, the ground was covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and the grandson of the third elder of the Ink Sword Sect had turned into a bloody flat painting, not to mention the internal organs, even the bones were smashed into powder.

Qian Duoduo was the closest, not used to the bloody scene in front of him, his face turned slightly pale, and he lowered his head and looked away. Not far away, Lilai also hid behind Yu Taihang, only Kacha was not afraid, but looked excited, his bulging chest rose and fell violently, and he seemed to be very excited.

Ye Wentian put away his crazy and tyrannical expression, and lifted up the Lingjun, who was no longer human, and the blood gushed down, converging into a pool of blood on the ground.

"See? This is the end of wanting to kill me, this is the end of doing it to the people around me, do you see it clearly? Who else wants to give it a try?" Ye Wentian held up the bloody stump body, showed a cruel sneer at Yang Jie, and then shook his hand, and the stump crossed a blood-colored arc in the air, smashing right on Yang Jie.

Yang Jie was so frightened that he took three steps back, the clothes on his body were stained with blood, and he looked quite oozing, but his face was even more oozing than his clothes.

At this moment, the crowd that was originally shouting and scolding all quieted down, and no one dared to speak anymore, everyone's eyes looking at Ye Wentian were full of fear, and all the previous arrogance was extinguished.

They are all disciples of the sect, they are the disciples of the first-class sect, and their status is not much better than that of the princes' children, they have always been ruthless to others, and they have always been bullying others, how have they ever encountered such a thing today? It's not that they have never seen a ruthless character, which one of the champion Hou or Pingding King is not a ruthless character? Even Yan Jinglei, the younger generation of the Qin Sect, is also a feared ruthless character.

However, they have never seen such ruthlessness and absoluteness. What Ye Wentian is doing now, Yan Jinglei can't do, and champion Hou and King Pingding can't do it back then.

Who was the last person who dared to commit such reckless murder in the imperial capital? It was Long Xiaotian, the Qinglong Emperor who was already sitting on the throne! But since he inherited the imperial throne, Long Xiaotian has also restrained a lot.

On the first day of coming to the imperial capital, he dared to threaten Huayang Hou on the street, beat the prince of Dingyuan on the street, and killed two Lingjun disciples of the Mojian Sect on the street, one of whom was the grandson of the three elders of the Mojian Sect!

This is simply the behavior of a madman, but a madman is the most feared, because a madman will not reason with you, will not follow your rules, if you provoke him, wait to die!

At this time, in the eyes of everyone, Ye Wentian is such a madman, a typical madman.

Yang Jie regretted a little in his heart, he knew that he wouldn't come, and he couldn't ask for the guilt, but he discredited himself and lost face.

Ye Wentian saw Yang Jie's expression, his palm flashed, burning up the blood on his hand, and jokingly: "What, are you afraid? You are afraid of this little scene? How did Dingyuan Hou give birth to a timid son like you." ”

"You!" Yang An was furious, wanting to refute but didn't dare to speak, to be honest, he was a little afraid, afraid that Ye Wentian, a madman, would blatantly murder him.

Ye Wentian sneered, ignored him, walked to the door of the mansion with Qian Duoduo, and said in a deep voice with a straight face: "What's the matter with you, this little scene scared you? They came to slam the door and scold, they were slapping me in the face, how can you endure it until now?"

"We ......" Except for Kacha, the rest of the people were speechless, and Yu Taihang and Nangong Yu lowered their heads in shame, they admitted that they really didn't have the strength and courage of Ye Wentian.

Kacha grinned, glanced at Qian Duoduo meaningfully, hugged Ye Wentian's arm affectionately and smiled: "Dead guys, don't blame them, they are also for your good, I'm afraid that something will cause you to increase the pressure." ”

Ye Wentian pinched Kacha's upturned little nose: "I naturally know, do I still need a reminder from you, a little goblin?"

After speaking, Ye Wentian swept over Dugu Jian and the others, and said solemnly: "Remember, if you want to become a strong person, you must first have a strong heart, try not to be bound by the world, let alone be bound by shackles. Determine a path, go down, break through the thorns and thorns, do what you have to do, don't be evil, but don't be afraid, cut off the obstacles in front of you, so that you can have a clear mind. Otherwise, it will only sink deeper and deeper, and eventually lose its way and turn into a pinch of loess!"

Listening to Ye Wentian's words, several people were thoughtful, especially Dugu Jian secretly clenched his fists, feeling that there was an extra beam of light in front of him, illuminating the dark road ahead and pointing out the direction for his strong path.

If you are strong, you must break through the obstacles and reach the peak!

Life is endless, and the pace is not endless!

Go all the way and never look back!