Ye Qing looked at the three people who rushed over, all of them were fivefold cultivators of the Martial Venerable Realm, and their strength was not bad.

Even in a first-class sect, he can be an elder.

Even in this realm, in a second-rate force, you can be the leader.

Their eyes were full of greed, their faces were hideous, and they couldn't wait to pounce on Ye Qing's body and tear Ye Qing apart.

Ye Qing smiled slightly, he had no enmity with these people.

But in the face of interests, what hatred, what morality, it's all nonsense!

"Then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The corners of Ye Qing's mouth hooked up a sinister smile, and he stretched out his finger and pointed above his head.

The three monks were puzzled, and quickly took a look, but they were suddenly shocked.

Because I don't know when, a sword formation was formed above Ye Qing's head!

"Sword formation! When exactly did it ......?"

They didn't even see Ye Qing arranging the sword array.

You must know that the sword array is not so easy to arrange, and the monk needs to use various means and exercises to assist in order to arrange the sword array.

But Ye Qing was standing there, as if the sword formation had formed by itself.

The mighty coercion fell, and the endless fierce qi turned Ye Qing's side into a place full of danger.

Just as they stepped within three feet of Ye Qing's body, the sword formation suddenly began to operate.

A large amount of sword qi fell like raindrops, enveloping the three of them.

The three of them hurriedly made a move, and the weapons in their hands kept knocking the sword qi out, and the crisp impact sound was endless.

Each sword qi carried an astonishing penetrating power, which terrified the hearts of the three monks.

They fought and retreated, knowing that this was not the best time to deal with Ye Qing.

How could Ye Qing let them retreat so easily, he grabbed it into the air, and the Yanhuang Sword that was gathering the power of the sword array in the sword formation fell into his hand.

"Sword slashes!"

It's this powerful sword move again, but compared to before, the power of this sword has increased tenfold!

I saw a red flame in the sky stretching out into a long sword light, and then slashed down, and the ground within a radius of ten miles, the grass instantly withered, and then turned into ashes!

Rumble!

The sound like the collapse of a mountain came, and the sword slashed down, and a ravine appeared in the earth, which was torn apart by a sword.

One of the three monks who rushed towards Ye Qing earlier was pierced by the sword light, and even if he desperately resisted, he was still killed by a sword!

The other two hurriedly turned around, their hearts swelling with turbulence.

They only knew that Ye Qing had done a lot of great things, and it didn't sound like they were so remarkable.

But after they really fought with Ye Qing, they realized how terrifying Ye Qing was.

Is this kind of exercise really something that the Nether can have? Their hearts were shocked and full of doubts.

If Ye Qing knew their doubts, he would definitely smile, and then tell them that his martial arts skills were indeed not owned by the Nether Realm.

Those are all immortal arts that have been lost in the long river of history!

At this time, everyone in the troupe also came to Ye Qing's side one after another, faintly surrounding Ye Qing.

They weren't like other monks, they were full of fear in Ye Qing's hearts, because they were killers.

The first lesson of a killer is to let go of your fears!

A woman wearing a green coat and a phoenix crown on her head raised her hand towards Ye Qing, and a piece of training flew out of her sleeve.

Pi Lian slashed across the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it wrapped around Ye Qing's body.

Then she threw out the other sleeve and wrapped it around as well.

There was a layer of spiritual power surging on the surface of the training, which was difficult to destroy with ordinary sharp weapons.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Qing was wrapped in layers of training, like a big cocoon.

Other people in the troupe also took action, some were holding sticks, some were holding big knives, and even Xiao Cui had a long jade hairpin in his hand.

Several people shot at the same time, and the sharp attack fell on the big cocoon in an instant!

Boom!

Pi Lian exploded, and countless fragments fell one after another, like a heavy snowfall, obscuring the view.

"Be careful!"

Lao Li's voice came from nowhere.

Before everyone in the troupe could react, they suddenly saw a golden light rushing out from the fragments of Pi Lian, it was Ye Qing!

At this moment, Ye Qing was naked, and his clothes had been severely shattered.

His body turned into a golden light, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of a harlequin.

The harlequin is also an indispensable character in opera, mostly funny characters, so whether it is on his face or on the mask, he has a big smiling face.

There are two harlequins in the troupe, one dressed in black and the other dressed in white, both holding two large knives.

And at this moment, in front of Ye Qing was the black-clothed harlequin among them.

The harlequin was stunned for a moment, then raised the double knives in his hand and slashed down towards Ye Qing.

But Ye Qing didn't retreat but advanced, and actually crashed directly into the arms of the black-clothed clown.

The black-clothed clown was shocked in his heart, being close to a monster like Ye Qing, I am afraid that it will be more than lucky.

At this moment, he completely gave up his life, and the big knife flipped over, and the tip of the knife turned inward, stabbing down on himself.

He wants to penetrate himself and Ye Qing at the same time!

Of course, Ye Qing's afterglow saw this scene, and even he saw countless white silk threads spreading out, like a big hand, trying to save this harlequin.

"I'm sorry, life and death are fate."

Ye Qing whispered, and slapped his hands on the ears of the black-clothed harlequin.

The tremendous energy even pierced both of the harlequin's ears.

Moreover, in Ye Qing's hands, green smoke gushed out, and it instantly sank into the harlequin's body.

Withered Grass Poison Sutra!

Ye Qing's cultivation of a partial technique can not only make him invincible, but also make his body the most deadly poison.

At this moment, the black-clothed harlequin's body became weak, and the speed of the two long knives stabbing at him also stagnated suddenly.

Then Ye Qing shortened his body, and then a punch blasted out, and the huge golden fist shadow was like a mountain, knocking the black-clothed clown out fiercely!

The white silk thread struck, turning into a big hand and slapping at Ye Qing, wrapped in an astonishing coercion, making the air below instantly become extremely heavy.

The terrifying wind pressure was like a mountain falling, making Ye Qing's movements slow down.

"Human Emperor Seal!"

Faced with this situation, Ye Qing first sacrificed the Human Emperor Seal, and used imperial luck to fight against the terrifying wind pressure.

Then he straightened up suddenly, the demonic energy in his hand was mighty, and the Demon Emperor Seal smashed it fiercely!

Rumble!

The big hand condensed by the white silk thread was smashed apart by a seal!

Ye Qing quickly pulled back, but a large number of silk threads still fell on his body.

These threads were like maggots on tarsal bones, like the roots of plants, piercing into his flesh and spreading rapidly towards the depths of his flesh.

Ye Qing pulled out these silk threads and found that the silk threads were like leeches, and their color became bright red, as if they had absorbed blood.