His voice had just fallen.

Suddenly, a series of strange and serene laughter sounded from the endless darkness, echoing all around, seeping people like evil ghosts: "Ji Ji, [God of War], you are already a turtle in the urn, just fish and meat on the board, you are just dead, and you still care about the lives and deaths of others, it is better to think about how you will die." ”

As soon as these words came out, the power of the vitality in the surrounding air changed suddenly, and it went berserk in an instant!

The entire valley seemed to shake violently, as if the earth dragon had turned over, the rolling stones were agitated, and from the ground under Ye Qingyu's feet, an incomparably dazzling light suddenly burst out, and this beam of light broke through the ground and went straight to the sky!

"Whew!"

In the air, the gale blew.

Countless rays of light turned into wisps of silk threads, rapidly circulating in the ground, outlining, in the blink of an eye, dense patterns have appeared, hooking the vitality between heaven and earth, the air flow is like a whirlpool, roaring wildly around, isolating the picture of heaven and earth outside, the terrifying turbulence is like a millstone disc of life, strangling everything around, lightning and stone fire time, has formed a killing array!

And Ye Qingyu's location is the center of this killing array!

"Huh?"

Ye Qingyu's heart moved slightly, but he didn't make any movement.

At the moment when the mutation protruded, he was already prepared, if he tried his best, he would have a chance to get out, but he was worried about the safety of [Avalanche], so he simply responded to all changes with the same and took the initiative to enter this killing array, and in an instant, he was completely sealed in the killing array by the thick light curtain.

Ye Qingyu lightly stepped on the light curtain with his feet and stepped out a ripple.

Then the figure slowly fell to the ground, and his eyes looked coldly in front of him.

With his gaze, a thick black mist suddenly rose from this killing array, diffusing and constantly surging.

After the black mist dissipated, Ye Qingyu's brows furrowed slightly.

Groups of black shadows gradually emerged, gradually sketching outlines from the black fog, showing in front of him!

At first glance, it is impossible to see it all at a glance, there are hundreds of people, if it is like a terrifying wave in the night, it will swallow Ye Qingyu at any time!

This group of black shadow people, the whole body is wrapped in dark armor with black glow, not showing a trace of skin, covering their faces with grimace masks, and the hideous grimace masks have distorted facial features, full of killing intent!

Like a wave, hundreds of black-armored people stood still in place, motionless as if they were carving, with wild swords and sharp swords in their hands, shining with a cold luster under the thunderbolts that pierced the sky from time to time.

It's just that the rich killing intent emanating from the pupils of those eyes is terrifying.

"A group of killers, the strength is good, but it is only the cultivation of the Lingquan Realm, and it does not pose the slightest threat to me" Ye Qingyu snorted coldly, with an expression on his face, he waved the robe behind him, and shouted in a deep voice:

"Who the hell brought me here, can you come out and see me now?"

In the endless darkness, a cold voice sounded.

The cold and hoarse voice sounded slowly again, with a hint of banter: "You want to see me, you want to see me, you will survive first, and then ......"

This voice entered his ears, and Ye Qingyu vaguely felt as if he had heard this voice somewhere before.

"Kill. The voice in the darkness spat out a word lightly.

In an instant-

"Boom, boom!"

The black wave gathered by these hundreds of black-armored people suddenly surged wildly, setting off a terrifying wave, and headed towards Ye Qingyu's hysterical slaughter, like a black torrent, which instantly submerged it.

The sword light and sword shadow, flickering madly permeated the killing array.

"These minions want to kill me, it's too far away!"

Ye Qingyu in the black wave screamed, his face was fearless, his perseverance was in place, his right fist was slowly clenched, and suddenly a manic fist wind was already rolling in the void, and the fist had not really struck, under the power of the fist intent of the Dragon Fist Secret Classic, the air was actually crushed and crackled, making an inch by inch explosion.

"Puff puff!"

The crazy swords in the hands of more than a dozen black-armored people didn't even touch the corners of Ye Qingyu's clothes, and they were shocked by this manic fist wind and flew back, spitting blood from their mouths, and crashed into a series of black-armored people behind.

Soon, however, more black-armored people swarmed in.

These black-armored ghost-faced killers, as if they were machines that were not afraid of death and were not only in pain, surrounded Ye Qingyu to death from all sides, and their figures intertwined with each other, forming a strange combined attack formation, superimposing the power of hundreds of people, layer upon layer, and the momentum continued to rise, hundreds of people were like one person.

"Whew!"

The sword wind and knife were extremely piercing, and they couldn't stop exploding in Ye Qingyu's ears.

Ye Qingyu's face was grim.

He took a closer look at these black-armored ghost-faced formations, and then lost interest, and the right fist held on his waist suddenly and slowly pushed out, and suddenly the dragon roared in the void, and the fist erupted like a torrent, and the strength was like a divine dragon roaring vertically and horizontally, and between the shaking arms, there was a momentum like a mountain collapsing and crushing over.

However, he did not kill him, and only exerted three layers of strength.

"Poof!"

The formation of the black-armored ghost faces shattered and disintegrated in an instant.

Dozens of black-armored ghost faces spurted blood wildly from their mouths, like rice husks in a hurricane, and they were swept away by the fist wind and flew out.

But more black-armored ghosts rushed over with fearless faces.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Sassy!"

The shouts of killing were accompanied by the grinding sound of iron-clad black armor, like a hellish requiem, lingering in everyone's ears for a long time.

"This is a group of dead soldiers, who are not afraid of death at all. ”

Ye Qingyu had a judgment in his heart.

If you blindly show mercy to such a dead man, you will inevitably suffer in the end.

Although the [Avalanche] may be in the hands of the other party, as long as they are still there, they will definitely not do anything to the [Avalanche], and they will leave the life of the [Avalanche] to balance themselves, so at this time, there is no need to keep their hands on these dead soldiers.

With this in mind, Ye Qingyu's eyes burst with lightning.

He jerked half a step forward, and slowly threw another punch.

The power of the cold ice vitality exploded, and many black-armored ghost faces were frozen into ice crystals in an instant before they could rush to the front, frozen in place, like statues, and still maintained the posture of waving their knives and rushing forward until death.

"Hand over [Avalanche] or kill all your dogs. ”

Ye Qingyu's body was filled with coldness, and a touch of anger flashed between his eyebrows.

"Boom...... Care so much about him, hahaha, if you really want to know, I will grant your wish. The gloomy and hoarse voice in the darkness carried a hint of banter: "Avalanche has already gone on your way before you, and in a while, I will send you to hell to see him." ”

"Avalanche is dead? Hehe, it's impossible! Trying to mess with my mind is too naïve. Ye Qingyu laughed, anger was already rising in his chest, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, he no longer kept his hand, and immediately screamed.

The power of the extremely cold vitality burst out in all directions like a tide, and the Dao Dao Dragon groaned loudly, and every punch was struck, as if the wrath of heaven had descended, and everywhere it passed, a large area was harvesting the lives of these black-armored people.

"Puff puff!"

Ye Qingyu's cultivation and attainments in Dragon Fist have reached the point of perfection.

Every punch that blasted out was infinitely powerful and extremely powerful, how could it be compared to these black-armored people who were only in the forty or fifty Eyes Condensing Spring Realm?

A punch came out, and the sound of bone cracking was endless.

Where the fist wind passed, the chests of the group of black-armored people suddenly sank into a large area, spit blood from their mouths, flew out wildly and crashed into the light curtain of the killing array, splashing ripples, and then the neck was crooked, and it completely lost its vitality, and before the corpse landed, it instantly froze into ice cubes, fell to the ground, and turned into pieces of bright red broken ice splashes.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of people were killed by Ye Qingyu's punch!

It's just that Ye Qingyu, who was fighting hard in the black wave, didn't notice that these corpses lying on the ground fell to the ground, and some blood stains spread out, and the blood that kept flowing out gathered together, almost becoming a river!

"Huhuhu......"

From the ground, the ravines outlined by the killing array, wisps of light, like greedy locusts, or the minions of evil demons, unscrupulously devouring these essence blood, constantly replenishing the killing array.

Every time you swallow a mouthful and corrode an inch, the wisps of light tentacles are a little more dazzling, and the light curtain becomes more and more dazzling.

Ye Qingyu's martial arts temperament was originally Shura's killing martial arts, and after a thought was decided, he was even more ruthless in his shots, and in every breath of time, there were ghost-faced black armors turned into revenants.

The gap in martial arts cultivation is vividly revealed at this moment, low-level martial artists want to leapfrog the challenge, in most cases they are just looking for death, and the numerical advantage cannot be transformed into a little bit of slashing.

"Show up, don't show up, your dog will be killed by me. Ye Qingyu said lightly.

In the darkness, there was a sneer in that voice.

"Hehe, kill casually, I have a lot of such killing tools. ”

In his words, there was cruelty and coldness, obviously not taking the life or death of these black-armored ghost-faced dead soldiers into account at all.

Ye Qingyu carefully sensed the direction and tone of the sound.

It's just that the other party used the cover of the formation, and for a while, with Ye Qingyu's strength, it was difficult to discern the true location of this person.

"In that case, I also want to know, how many such killing tools do you have?" Ye Qingyu said loudly, and the Dragon Fist completely exploded!

Boom Boom!

The black-armored ghost-faced dead soldier who rushed over fearlessly was constantly bombarded.

Ye Qingyu even tried to remove the ghost masks on the faces of several of them, but after revealing them, he found that this mask was directly on the face, and it should have used some kind of cruel evil secret technique.

"It should be a human puppet refined by evil secret methods, it has lost its sanity, there is no difference between living and dead, there is no wisdom and judgment, it will only be manipulated and urged to kill, and it is also a group of poor people, maybe death, for them, is a relief. ”――

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