The air around you seems to be frozen.

There was a slight silence.

Even the powerful people of the Wumen in front of them, their faces changed slightly when their eyes swept over, and the amazement on their faces could not be hidden.

"You don't need to be careful with this little Karami." Ye Wentian just raised his hand casually, and the person in front of him had already been lifted in the air by him.

"You...... You."

"How is it possible, how can the feeling of rolling be stronger than before?" Wu Qixing's expression was distorted, and his eyes were horrified.

I only feel the buzzing in my head, and my heart is incomprehensible.

Didn't he pretend to be before?

"Didn't you say you wanted to take us to the master?" Ye Wentian did not kill the person in front of him, but asked calmly.

"I ......"

"Yes...... Yes."

"As long as you don't kill me, it's all right." Wu Qixing's hairs stood on end, and he couldn't help but feel a spirit.

This time he was really scared.

Ignoring miasma erosion was beyond his comprehension.

There was no thought of resisting, and he begged for mercy again and again.

"Wu Qixing!"

"As a witch hunter, how can you beg for mercy from outsiders?" The middle-aged man in front of him turned pale and let out a cold snort.

The eyes of the powerful people of the Witch Sect beside him locked on Ye Wentian at the same time.

A cold aura shrouded in.

The atmosphere was suddenly tense.

Wu Qixing's face changed, and he cursed in his heart.

You weren't the ones who were caught?

Standing and talking doesn't hurt his back, if he doesn't beg for mercy, he will be afraid that it will be cold.

"Well, you're good." Ye Wentian nodded, slowly released his palm, and put down the person in front of him.

"Thank you, sir, for not killing!"

「……」

Wu Qixing was relieved, his reaction was extremely fast, he hurriedly bent over, and then respectfully stepped aside.

Ye Wentian looked up and hooked his fingers.

"Don't beep."

"Let's go together." Ye Wentian spoke in a low voice.

As soon as these words came out.

Wu Changsong and other Wumen powerhouses, their whole faces suddenly turned black and terrifying, the lines on their faces twisted, and the momentum around them rose.

even led to the front, and there was a rich miasma in the black scene.

"Boy!"

"You're looking for death." Wu Qixing snorted coldly, and took a step forward abruptly, his body seemed to be in a trance, like smoke that could not be captured.

In the next moment, he had already rushed in front of Ye Wentian.

"Devour!"

「……」

Wu Changsong punched suddenly, bringing up a burst of black gas, and blasted straight over.

Ye Wentian's body did not move, and at the same time raised his hand and clenched his fist.

"Bang!"

"Boom."

「……」

Punch to catch up.

In the next second, Wu Changsong's body was directly blasted out like a cannonball.

Smash a small humanoid hole into the ground.

"Even if you are not born, you dare to touch my fist." Ye Wentian loosened his fist, and his body did not move a bit.

This Wumen martial artist is stronger than Wu Qixing.

It is equivalent to the Great Yan Martial Arts Realm, building a foundation of seven layers and eight layers of strength, and it is also a hegemon when placed outside.

"One ...... Knock it out with one punch?"

"The miasma of Southern Xinjiang really doesn't have any effect on him!"

Wu Qixing's eyes widened, his heart shook and could not be hidden, and at the same time, he was glad that he reacted quickly, otherwise his life would not be guaranteed.

Behind him, Hongfu, the second daughter of the winter cicada, was even more sluggish for a long time, and never came to his senses.

Such terrifying fluctuations in spiritual power!

How can there be a little weakness, it is clearly in its heyday.

"Can he ignore the miasma?" The red eyes trembled, even if he saw it with his own eyes, it was still a little unbelievable.

I can't help but turn my head,

The light of his eyes fell on Hao Ji.

Ho Ji pursed her lips.

"I don't know."

"Brother Ye said before that the miasma in the forest can't break his defenses." Ho Ji thought back and spoke softly.

"No...... Don't break the defense?"

"I...... I didn't mean to scold him."

Hong Fu trembled, thinking back to every word the other party had said after meeting the Great Yan Dragon King, he suddenly felt a pain in his cheeks, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

In addition to the shock, the women are more incomprehensible.

"Female dolls, you are still too young, this southern Xinjiang miasma is essentially a kind of poison, some people are born with a special constitution, and they are not invaded by all kinds of poisons, and evil spirits are not invaded."

"What's so strange about not breaking the defense?"

Yang Zhiding stepped forward with his hands, looked like a senior, touched the short beard at the corner of his mouth, and looked forward with a pretended relief on his face.

At first glance, there is indeed a sense of unfathomability.

Compared with the three people next to him, Yang Zhiding knows a lot more about Ye Wentian, that kid is amazing.

Otherwise, with Yang Zhiding's temperament, he would never enter the mountain easily.

"Special constitution?"

"I see, taught." Hong Fu settled down and raised his hand towards Yang Zhiding..z.

Hao Ji and Dong Cicada also raised their hands at the same time.

Yang Zhiding learned from Ye Wentian and waved his hand casually, which was counted as a response.

The aura of the whole person immediately became taller.

Meanwhile.

"Whew!"

「……」

Wu Changsong in front of him, one turned over and stood up.

"Damn outsiders."

"Let's get on it!"

"Don't worry about life or death, kill that little boy for me." Wu Changsong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the anger in his eyes seemed to erupt.

"Yes!"

"Kill ......"

The warriors of the Wumen stepped forward at the same time, surrounded by black mist, and their momentum continued to rise, forming a blockade under the flickering of their figures.

In an instant, Ye Wentian was already surrounded.

Wu Changsong shouted, ignoring the injury, and rushed at the same time, with a murderous intent in his eyes.

Ye Wentian just glanced up.

"Together?"

"Then let's die together." Ye Wentian's eyes were cold, and he didn't have the slightest good impression of the people in the witch sect.

From the moment Yao Leer and Dark were arrested, he came to kill.

The spiritual power in the body exploded, and the strength was no longer reserved.

"Nine Changes."

"Punch seriously!"

「……」

The terrifying spiritual power around Ye Wentian's body erupted, forming an invisible tornado, tearing through the air and sweeping all around.

Behind him, Hongfu couldn't help but gasp.

"I finally know why you entered the mountains of southern Xinjiang with him." Hongfu's face changed, and he couldn't help but sigh softly.

As the leader of the swamp river, she has extraordinary knowledge.

The top powerhouse outside the territory, the peak boss of the Great Domain Lord, she has also been fortunate to see it, but the momentum of the young man in front of her has never been comparable to it.

"Bang!"

"Boom."

「……」

A deafening bang echoed all around.

The ground shook, and the terrifying power of the fist smashed out a horizontal push ravine.

"This ...... What kind of power is this?"

"Puff ......"

Before Wu Changsong could rush closer, his body slammed into a slam, spurting out several mouthfuls of blood, and his eyes showed horror for the first time.

The other Wumen warriors were directly shocked out, and there was an obvious depression in front of them, and they didn't have time to scream, and they were killed.

The fist power dispersed, and there was silence all around.

Wu Changsong covered his body, trembling and not daring to step forward.

The corners of Wu Qixing's mouth trembled slightly, stunned

Staring ahead, he was already beginning to regret that he had brought these people to the Witch Gate.