As Yang Qusheng and He Wei fought together, several figures also slowly walked out from behind.

"What kind of waste, you still dare to do it with Young Master Qu Sheng." One laughed with a disdainful sneer.

"That is, Young Master Qu Sheng is a nine-stage condensing spirit, and even if he is an eight-stage person, he dares to do something with the young master." The other chimed in.

"Since the young master has chosen to deal with what, then it's up to us to deal with this little girl." The third person looked at Jinchen, his eyes were hot, and he was ready to go.

"Hehe......" Suddenly, everyone walked towards Jinchen with a rampant smile, and their eyes revealed obvious banter.

Seeing a few people coming, Jinchen Dai frowned slightly. Immediately, his gaze bypassed a few people, landed in the distance, and muttered with his head bowed: "Are there more and more people......

Jinchen's eyes closed slightly, and when he opened his eyes again, there was no expression on his face. Yes, just calm.

"Is your Yang family so fond of going against me?" Jinchen looked at a few people indifferently, and his voice was cold.

"Huh." A strong man with a scar on his face on the opposite side sneered, "Who in Shengyuan City doesn't know that the Flame Mercenary Group has surrendered to our Yang family, and one-tenth of their annual income must be handed over. You killed them, this is clearly against our Yang family, why did we say against you. ”

"Alas~" Jinchen sighed lightly and said no more.

The figure trembled and appeared in front of the Yang family, "Die!" ”

Jinchen snorted coldly, and quickly reached out with one hand, pinching the man's neck. The tremendous force instantly made the man's face bloodless.

The man kept struggling, and because his neck was pinched in Jinchen's hand, the feeling of suffocation made his eyes blacken, and his vision blurred. The blue tendons on the forehead are rising, and it looks unusually hideous.

"Let him go!" The scar man shouted, pulled out a wide knife, and slashed horizontally towards Jinchen. The sharp knife movement parted the air.

Looking at his knife momentum, you can know that the scar man didn't take the person who was restrained by Jinchen to heart at all. Once his knife hits, Jinchen and the unlucky man will be beheaded!

Jinchen smiled lightly, looked at the person who was restrained by her, showed a mocking gaze, and said, "You are really sad. ”

As he spoke, Jinchen shook his hand and directly smashed the man on the blade that came horizontally.

Poof.

The broad knife slashed into the man's body, killing him in an instant, and Jinchen also stepped on his body at this time and flew forward.

"You think you're amazing?" Jinchen stepped on the corpse, squatted down calmly, looked at the scar man with his eyes, and said jokingly.

"Ahh Seeing Jinchen's face suddenly enlarged in his sight, Scar Man was suddenly startled, and his figure couldn't help but want to retreat.

But just as he was moving, a sharp pain suddenly came to his mind. He had to cover his head with one hand and stop.

Jinchen smiled, and slowly stretched out a finger, pointing at the center of the scar man's eyebrows, and his strength was stimulated.

Poof!

One finger of strength easily pierced the scarred man's eyebrows. Jinchen looked at the remaining people, smiled enchantingly, and opened his lips lightly: "Tianyang. Spirit! ”

With Jinchen's order, the flames that had burned the Flame Mercenary Group before suddenly burst out, turning into a stream of flames and entangled with everyone in the Yang family.

"You, what kind of demon are you?" The people of the Yang family were all shocked, and their figures retreated sharply.

But even if they reacted quickly, several people were still caught up by the long stream of flames, dyed in flames, and burned alive.

After Jinchen's round of attacks, only three people from the Yang family who dealt with Jinchen survived.

"This, how is this possible?!" The three of them were all frightened, "I actually killed so many condensing powerhouses with one move!" ”

Boom!

There was another muffled sound, and He Wei, who had been intertwined before, was separated from Yang Qusheng.

Yang Qusheng rubbed two thin trenches on the ground with his feet, and retreated dozens of meters before he stopped his figure.

After stabilizing, Yang Qusheng's face flushed, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

And what is just a light on the tip of the toe and a few steps back. The strength of the two is superior to the judgment.

"How is that possible!" Yang Qusheng's eyes were unwilling, and he looked at He Wei in disbelief.

Obviously, he was still the eighth stage of condensing spirits a month ago, and he could suppress it with just one hand. Why is it that He Wei has also reached the ninth stage of condensing spirit now, and his strength is even above him?!

Yang Qusheng clenched his fists, and looked at He Wei with a gaze full of hatred. But knowing what his current strength is, he didn't dare to attack rashly.

After seeing what memory is, Jin Chen can more or less guess what Yang Qusheng thinks in his heart, and he is afraid that he is extremely unwilling. But He Wei had already taken the spirit treasure of Guiyuan Spirit Fruit, and the quality of his aura was already many times higher than him. When he meets the current one, he can only be said to be unlucky.

It can be said that Jinchen has no surprises about what it means to win. Rather, she felt that it was too slow. It's been a minute, and I haven't killed that guy yet!

"Yang Qusheng, I said a long time ago, you will regret it sooner or later, I don't know how you feel now?" Looking at Yang Qusheng, who was spitting blood, He Wei did not have any pity, and his tone was indifferent.

This is the bastard who, coveting his sister's beauty a month ago, forcibly blasphemed his sister, ruined her sister's innocence, and caused his sister to commit suicide.

After that, he went to seek revenge, but because his strength was not enough, he was almost beaten to death by Yang Qu Life.

He wanted to ask the family for help, but the family was already eventful, and he had no time to take care of the junior conflicts, and his sister naturally died in vain.

From that day on, he swore that one day he would kill Yang Qusheng at all costs.

Therefore, now seeing that the enemy is injured, he will not only not sympathize with the soft-handedness. On the contrary, he felt very happy. If it weren't for the fact that the time didn't allow it now, he would even want to torture Yang Qusheng to death and torture him to death!

"Kill quickly, now is not the time for you to play." Jinchen glanced at He Wei and said lightly.

"Yes, Lord." He Wei nodded, took out his long sword, and quickly punched out a few handprints.

"Extremely sharp cut!" The last seal was played, and he snorted coldly.

A layer of quiet blue light suddenly covered the long sword, causing the entire sword body to reveal a strange feeling.

"Suffer death, Yang Qusheng!" What is a step stomping, bullying forward.

"Damn." Seeing what was coming, Yang Qusheng also hurriedly pulled out his sword to resist.

Click.

The two swords were connected, only to hear a crisp sound, and Yang Qusheng's long sword broke in response.

What is the offensive is unabated, and a sword slashes towards Yang Qusheng's neck.

"Presumptuous!"

Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to pierce in, a loud shout suddenly sounded, and He Wei's heart trembled, as if he couldn't even hold the sword steadily.

At the same time, a figure jumped out from a distance at a rapid speed, and the aura all over his body surged, and he hit He Wei with one palm.

"Yang Qi!" Seeing the person who came, he gritted his teeth with hatred. With a horizontal heart, the long sword in his hand suddenly exerted force, and under the pressure of the strong cultivator, the long sword in his hand pierced Yang Qusheng's neck with a pop.

"What little brute, you dare?!" Seeing the blood in front of Yang Qusheng's neck, Yang Qi was shocked and angry. The palm suddenly became stronger, and it was imprinted on He Wei's body. Blasting him away.

And looking at Yang Qi who came over, the corners of Jinchen's mouth showed a touch of calmness, "If you kill a cultivator, no one will want to enter the canyon to disturb the abyss." ”

Jin Chen muttered, his eyes blooming with terrifying killing intent, and seventy-two Yunlan Demon Swords were summoned.