The four of them sang and harmonized, looking at Ye Qingyu's eyes, as if looking at a lamb that had fallen into a trap to be slaughtered, and smiled sneeringly, surrounded from all sides, and the murderous intent was pervasive.

Judging from their exercises and clothing, they are naturally the powerhouses of the three sects and three factions.

In addition to these four people, other people from the sect also gathered around.

Ye Qingyu listened to their words, and suddenly couldn't help but feel nauseous, looked up to the sky and smiled, and said: "Phew, a group of chickens and dogs thieves, they don't even want to have a face, Li Jinyang, as the sect master, actually made a sneak attack, this is the real shamelessness, is he only allowed to kill me, I can't kill him? I kill a person who sneaks up on me to kill me, and I become a murderous demon king? Do I want to stand and let him kill?"

When the four sect powerhouses heard Ye Qingyu's mocking words, they just sneered one by one, and their faces remained unchanged.

"What kind of means do you pay attention to to killing a demon like you?"

"Yes, killing you, a thief, is to eliminate harm for the people, and Sect Master Li does not hesitate to protect his own reputation, which is the real Gao Feng Liang Festival. ”

"Hehe, if you really have a heart of shame, you should stand and lead the death, dare to resist, and be heinous!"

The powerhouses of the sect sneered, approached step by step, and surrounded Ye Qingyu in the middle.

"You ...... Which sect is so shameless. "Aunt Han on the side can't stand it anymore.

She also showed anger with a pure temperament.

"Hmph, where did the demon girl come from, who dares to care about the affairs of my three sects and three factions?" someone sneered and reprimanded.

The other person smiled gloomily and said: "Do you still ask if it's useful? With this murderous demon king Ye Qingyu, it must not be a good thing, a pair of dogs and men, everyone kills together, today in this bright city, there is no grass growing, chickens and dogs are not left, and no one is allowed to be spared." ”

"Kill!"

The figure flickered, and the killing machine exploded instantly.

The sword light and sword shadow suddenly rose.

Ye Qingyu's complexion changed.

A bunch of things that don't know whether to live or die.

"Gao Han, take Yuanxing and Wu Ma to enter the Temple of Light, Liu Quanyan has a dream and blocks the intersection of the steps. ”

After all, Ye Qingyu was a killer Shura martial arts heart, and was aroused by this group of people in the sect, and with a roar, the [Supreme Ice Flame] prompted, and in an instant, he poured into the Ziwei Sword, forcibly suppressed the resistance of the Ziwei Sword, and slashed out with a sword.

In the air, the sword light filled the air.

Bang bang bang!

The first three elder-level masters of the Purple Charm Seven Star Sect were directly slashed out, spurting blood.

"Phew, even if you don't even reach the Bitter Sea Realm, you dare to come to my Bright City to spread wild. ”

Ye Qingyu made a successful move and sneered disdainfully.

The three sects and three factions claim to be the largest sects in the empire, but in fact, they are just a few representatives who are pushed out on the surface, they are used to arrogance, the real masters are limited, and the descendants of the major sects at the beginning are just the cultivation of the first level of the bitter sea realm, and they are already known as the most outstanding young generation of geniuses in the sect realm.

Including Li Jinyang, who was beheaded by Ye Qingyu before, he was just a peak cultivator in the Bitter Sea Realm.

"Hubris......

"Let's go up together and kill him. ”

Some people cowered behind and fanned the flames.

The crowd surged again.

"Shameless!" Aunt Heng couldn't stand it on the side, and shot again.

Rumble!

Palm prints erupt.

Every time the slender hand is struck, it condenses the handprint in the void, which is indestructible.

"Poof!"

"Ah......h

Someone screamed, bones splattered, and blood spilled into the air.

"Lord Right Prime Minister has an order, who killed Ye Qingyu, last time a Dao weapon, Yuan Jing Qianjin, hereditary first-class noble!" In the distance, someone was shouting loudly, agitating the crowd.

The few people who surrounded Ye Qingyu at the beginning all smiled and retreated, and they didn't rush over immediately.

In the distance, from the broken hole in the patio that had been blasted by the right phase before, the figure was like a swarm of bees, constantly rushing in.

...... of the people in the sect

The Mighty ...... of the Military

There are also warriors from the major gangs in Xuejing......

Cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods have appeared.

Seeing this, Ye Qingyu knew that things would be difficult to get good today.

At this time, the Temple of Light is really about to run out, all the foundation has been squeezed dry, and now it has really entered the level of hand-to-hand combat, but fortunately, the forces on the right side seem to have almost bottomed out, after all, even he himself has appeared.

"Kill!"

Ye Qingyu's peerless fierce general four styles are most suitable for group battles.

And the moment he invaded the crowd, he also triggered the ice realm.

In the void, the cold is great.

The silver cold air veins on the ground climbed rapidly like a python, within a radius of nearly a thousand meters, as if entering a cold place in an instant, the master of the sect instantly felt that his body was stiff, and his feet stepped on the ground, as if he would be frozen, whether it was his own internal element urging speed or physical reflexes, they were all crazy in an instant.

Shout!

The sword flickered.

At the moment of the flash of silver, three or four terrified human heads flew up.

Then the figure of five or six forwards suddenly split in two from the waist, and I don't know when they were slashed into two sections.

"Storm of Blades!"

Ye Qingyu shouted, Ziwei Sword in his hand, and the power of the majestic Ice Yuan Qi was urged to the extreme.

The crape myrtle sword erupted with a bright sun-like brilliance, and on the original autumn water-like sword, the rune beams as thin as hair flowed densely, and every time the sword was swung, there was an indestructible invisible sword intent sword qi bursting out, and the blade of the crape myrtle sword was even more indestructible, even if it was a spirit soldier, in front of it, it was like rotten mud, except for the treasure weapon divine weapon in the hands of a few top powerhouses, it was difficult for others to resist the strength of this Dao weapon sword.

Ye Qingyu is completely like a tiger entering a flock.

Storm of Blades erupts.

One after another, the cold ice sword blades, shining brightly, like crystals, erupted densely, sweeping the heavens and the earth, as if it was the wheel of life harvesting, Ye Qingyu's body rotated, and wherever he passed, dozens of sect masters were cut into minced meat before they had time to react.

Blood, like the most delicate flowers in the dark night, blooms mercilessly.

Screaming, howling, roaring, roaring, screaming, howling......

All kinds of miserable voices blooming in the last moments of life crisscross in this moment.

Ye Qingyu didn't have a soft heart, and there was no way to be soft-hearted.

The enemy also rushed in like wildfire, and if he hesitated for a moment, he was afraid that he would be immediately knocked down, and the people he was protecting behind him would also turn into a ghost under the butcher's knife.

Gao Han protected Bai Yuanxing, Wu Ma and the others, and fled towards the Temple of Light.

Fortunately, everyone was very close to the Temple of Light before, so they soon went up the suspended steps, but Mother Wu and the few maid cooks were so frightened that their legs were weak and trembling, and they had not completely climbed the stone foundation of the Temple of Light for a while.

"Kill these minions first!"

A Ziwei Sect master shouted angrily, like lightning, and rushed towards Wu Ma and the others.

Gao Han roared angrily, and the bitter bamboo fishing rod in his hand slashed through the void, directly pumping the man away and stopping him.

When he was in Youyan Pass, Gao Han's strength far surpassed Ye Qingyu at that time, and it was only because he deliberately forbeared, he was attacked by Ye Qingyu's little silver dragon and was defeated.

With one of his fishing rods in hand, the exercises and combat skills he has realized on his own are infinitely powerful.

Gao Han has one person and one pole, standing on the outermost periphery of the suspended steps, quite a man is a pass, and he can't open it.

But there are too many opponents after all.

Moreover, the people in the sect that appeared this time, even though there were no top-level powerhouses in the Heaven Ascending Realm, they were all elites of the major sects, and there were quite a few top-level powerhouses in the Bitter Sea Realm.

With the passage of time, after Gao Han repelled dozens of people in a row, he finally couldn't get back, and in an instant, he was covered with several wounds, blood flowed sideways, and his body was already crumbling......

The other two light envoys, Liu Duyan and Dai Youmeng, had already been frightened and scattered, symbolically resisted twice, and burrowed into the Temple of Light early.

"Aunt Heng......" Ye Qingyu shouted.

Aunt Heng immediately understood what Ye Qingyu meant, her figure retreated, and with a palm, the jade-colored giant palm print exploded, blasting away the few people besieging Gao Han, blocking Gao Han's body, and at the same time said loudly: "Xiao Yu, pay attention to yourself......"

At this time, the situation was simply chaotic to the extreme.

Ye Qingyu slowly retreated, narrowing the distance between him and Aunt Heng, and there was an echo, the Ziwei sword in his hand slashed horizontally and vertically, and in an instant, there were several masters of the sect, and the corpse sword was lower.

But the masters of the sect who entered from the rift of the [Quicksilver Light Array], as well as the masters of the Right Xiangfu, were too many, almost inexhaustible, and gradually Ye Qingyu also felt tired, and was injured, his left shoulder and lower abdomen came out, and the traces of the sword were clearly visible, cutting through the muscles.

"Kill, he's dying. ”

"Everyone, hurry up, kill him, the right minister will be rewarded. ”

"He was bleeding...... He's injured......"

The few people who fanned the flames before were constantly changing their positions in secret, instigating people to send them to death, which was extremely insidious.

Fortunately, Ye Qingyu's control of his own vitality reached an incomparably subtle realm, and the wound was covered with a faint layer of ice, which condensed the scars and did not let the blood flow out.

Moreover, the strong people of the Bitter Sea Realm can regenerate their flesh and blood, and after supporting it for a period of time, the wound will recover and disappear.

Swords and swords, blood and bones.

This is the most dangerous battle Ye Qingyu has encountered since his debut.

At this moment, Ye Qingyu seemed to be able to understand the situation of Youyan soldiers killing the enemy on the battlefield, in this chaotic battlefield, I don't know how many geniuses drank hatred, and I didn't know how many strong people overturned in the gutter.

What's more, in front of today's Temple of Light, Ye Qingyu was almost alone-

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