The face of the Five Poison Sons changed suddenly.

He didn't expect that Ye Qingyu didn't even bother to do the most basic void and wrongdoing, and one mouth was such a naked break and killing intent.

He suddenly felt that there seemed to be something wrong with his previous evaluation and judgment of Ye Qingyu.

"Why is Master Hou aggressive, when he came down here, he also wanted to contribute to the anti-demon plan......" The Five Poison Sons explained with a smile, and what he wanted to say, he wanted to drag it out.

But-

"There's a lot of nonsense, your death is the best contribution to fight against the demon plan. ”

Ye Qingyu suddenly struck the rough embryonic ceramic wine jar in front of him with a lightning-like palm.

The wine jar spun and flew out, shooting directly towards the Five Poison Sons.

"Childe, fight with him. ”

"Afraid of him, what?"

The painting fan and Jin Yu roared and shouted, and flew out first, one of them waved the painting fan in his hand, and the other slapped it out with both palms, directly blocking the body of the five poisonous sons, wanting to knock the flying wine jar back!

But-

Rumble!

Before the two of them could touch the wine jar with their hands, there was a sudden explosion, and the wine jar was directly shattered.

The liquor splashed in it, containing an extremely deep cold atmosphere, and the liquor was frozen in the air, turning into a sharp ice edge, like a steel knife and a sharp sword, like a desperate arrow in the sky, and the entire backyard of the inn seemed to be shrouded in a rain of thousands of arrows falling from the sky, screaming through the air, endlessly.

The two of them, Painting Fan and Jin Yu, did not expect such a change.

Caught off guard, the bodies of the two were suddenly pierced by sharp ice edges, and instantly turned into two huge ice crystal hedgehogs......

"Ah......h

The two screamed.

"Damn it!"

The face of the five poisonous sons changed wildly.

He hurriedly retreated, grabbed the cloak behind him with his backhand, Yuan Gong urged to the extreme, covering the entire cloak, between the rapid swings, like a black steel shield, blocking in front of him, just listening to the booming sound coming, there were constantly ice crystal swords hitting the cloak, huge strength, the five poisonous sons and arms were numb, constantly retreating, and leaving clear footprints on the ground with both feet......

"How so?"

The heart of the five poisonous sons shook wildly.

Ye Qingyu's strength, how could it be so terrifying?

Isn't it that when his strength was at its strongest, that is, in the battle with Zhang San, the leader of the baggage department, he was only suspected of forty spiritual springs? His cultivation of fifty spiritual springs actually had a faint tendency to be irresistible.

Ding Ding Ding!

The four beautiful maidservants behind him also reacted extremely quickly, each drawing out the long sword at his waist, dancing like the wind, resisting the ice crystal arrows.

The strength of these four women did not need to draw a fan and Jin Yu were weak, and the long sword was like the wind, knocking out most of the ice crystal wine arrows, but the fine ice slag penetrated the sword curtain and cut through their skin, and under the white skirt, blood suddenly shot out......

Ye Qingyu's outbreak was striking, and the lethality was amazing.

"Above, kill him for me. ”

The Five Poisons boy waved his hand.

The four injured maidservants frantically urged Yuan Gong, rose to the sky, and killed towards the roof where Ye Qingyu was.

"Hahahaha...... Don't measure yourself, Heaven and Earth Battle Banner!"

Ye Qingyu laughed, a silver spear in his hand suddenly appeared, raised his hand and threw it, and in a flash, it disappeared in his hand, almost at the same time, another silver spear appeared, his wrist shook, the spear was like a rainstorm pear blossom, stretched slightly, and the whole person suddenly turned into a wild dragon, like a bolt of lightning, and rushed directly towards the courtyard.

"Dragon Strike!"

The two spears pulled each other, and Ye Qingyu directly crashed into the four maidservants who were flying towards him.

It's like a mountain crashing against a straw.

"Poof......

"Poof......

The four maidservants were directly knocked into the air, the long sword in their hands was broken inch by inch, blood spurted wildly from their mouths, fell to the ground, and passed out.

Until this moment, the Five Poison Princes were suddenly startled, and his body was slightly slightly sideways, almost at the same time, the silver spear that had been thrown away by Ye Qingyu before fell from the sky like a divine punishment and stuck beside him, and the piercing chill almost made half of his body numb......

And Ye Qingyu's momentum was like a god and demon descending, and after crashing into the four maidservants, he hit him head-on, and he had already crashed into him.

The whole process, like thunder and lightning, was too fast to react.

The Golden Armor God King's four-style combo.

Now these four styles are in Ye Qingyu's hands, and when they are displayed, I don't know how many times more terrifying than before, once the momentum is formed, it is like a long river rushing, and it is like a comet destroying the world, surging endlessly, not giving people time to breathe at all.

The strength of the Five Poison Sons is not low, and their combat experience is incomparably rich, but at this moment, his heart was shocked, and he couldn't afford to resist at all, as if his soul was shattered by this devastating impact, and he hurriedly cast the secret escape body method, and fled into the distance, and in the next moment, he escaped more than twenty meters away!

He wanted to distance himself and cast a poison spell.

But Ye Qingyu didn't give him a chance at all.

"Destroy the world!"

Ye Qingyu drank loudly, his body suddenly pulled up, just a flash, he had reached a height of 100 meters, his body was slightly stunned, and then he swooped down like lightning, like a huge meteorite, his body carried light and fire, and the fire was swirling, and the qi machine instantly locked the five poisonous sons and crashed down.

"It's ...... What kind of combat skills?"

The five poisonous sons only felt that the violent wind was blowing in his face, as if a mountain was pressed down, and the qi machine around his body was instantly locked, and the whole person was like being immobilized by the spell, unable to move, and before he could react, there was a bang, like a landmine, the earth trembled violently, and the dust rushed to the sky, the ground was directly shattered, and the layers of plots burst out, as if even the magma under the ground was thrown out.

The entire backyard of the inn was instantly turned into ruins.

A huge basin tens of meters deep appeared in an instant.

The terrifying air currents and Yuan Force swirled and fluctuated like a hurricane, forming an almost closed killing space.

"Wow......" The Five Poison Sons opened their mouths and spurted out a stream of blood.

At this moment's impact, he felt that all the internal organs in his chest had completely turned into flesh, and indescribable fear filled his heart.

What kind of move is this?

What kind of combat skill is this?

This is simply not supposed to be a human power.

This Ye Qingyu is simply a battle beast.

Escape!

In an instant, his fighting spirit was crushed, and he used his escape technique to escape.

But the surrounding Yuan Force Fluctuation Vortex actually knocked him back.

It's not just a change in the terrain, it's a captivity of power.

"Die!"

Ye Qingyu's voice sounded in the ears of the Five Poison Princes.

In his hand, the sword appeared.

The silver spear that he took from the arsenal of the White Horse Tower had long been unable to withstand the power of the last form of the Golden Armor God King Four Styles and burst, the Shaoshang Sword appeared directly in the palm of his hand, Yuan Gong urged, and the inner yuan flowed in a strange trajectory, the long sword was held with both hands, and the white light flowed all over his body, and the Shaoshang Sword slammed into the ground!

Trial!

The last of the four styles of the peerless fierce general.

A huge silver lightsaber, as if it was the summoning of the corresponding Ye Qingyu, fell from the sky.

The terrifying sword was indestructible, with the breath of divine judgment for life, the holy and holy sword intent filled the void, and before the five poisonous sons could react, the light saber dozens of meters long directly hit, penetrated from the heavenly spirit, penetrated his body, and bombarded the earth!

There was a brief silence.

Mysterious power swirled, and the air around it contracted violently.

The next moment of contraction, there was a loud bang, and a silver halo of light, centered on the place where the lightsaber bombarded the earth, radiated and spread out in all directions, and the smoke and dust rushed into the sky, and the surrounding houses and walls instantly turned into powder......

Ye Qingyu's black hair was flying like a waterfall, his white clothes were fluttering, and he dragged the Shaoshang sword upside down, standing in place.

The aftermath of terrifying power haunts the heavens and the earth.

The dust is flying, like a flowing fire, like a sigh for the passing of life.

Opposite side.

The Five Poison Princes stood quietly in Yuan Li, their faces full of horror and despair.

All over his body, only blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and there were no other injuries, and he seemed to be unharmed.

But a gust of wind blew.

Burst!

As if a broken candle had been blown out, his body suddenly burst open with a thud, turning into countless fine and dense dust ashes that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and scattered on the ground around him.

All around, it's already a mess.

The terrifying power of destroying the world and the power of the Sword of Judgment turned this inn, which covered an area of ten acres, into ruins.

However, the ground and other buildings outside the inn were not damaged in the slightest.

In the backyard, only the peach tree, still growing in the ruins, was not killed by the battle just now.

This was intentional by Ye Qingyu.

He came to the peach tree, thought about it, and spit out cold ice qi from his palm, and between the ice crystals splashing, an icicle half a meter wide and five or six meters high was directly generated after three or four breaths, like a crystal monument, standing next to the peach tree.

Ye Qingyu held the Shaoshang sword in his right hand, used the sword as a pen, brushed and brushed, and carved the handwriting on this ice tablet.

"Woe to Youyan, its crime should be punished! Ye Qingyu beheaded the five poisonous sons here. ”

After carving these eighteen characters, Ye Qingyu smiled slightly, put away the Qiushui long sword, and turned to leave.

Outside the inn area.

Five or six men and women dressed as cooks and maidservants stood in front of the ruins, trembling and terrified.

If they hadn't been notified in advance by the young man in white and escaped from the inn, they were afraid that they would have turned into puddles of flesh in the ruins of this inn by now, oh my God, what kind of realm is this battle of the powerhouse, it is really terrifying.

......

Twenty breaths later.

Several figures, piercing the void, catapulted from a distance, and landed outside the inn.

Immediately afterwards, a patrol of the Youyan Army arrived.

"What happened?"

The crowd of onlookers in the distance looked curiously at the ruins of the inn.

After a vicious battle, all forces reacted.

There are masters of the top sects coming, as well as the generals of the military, all of whom are alarmed by the treacherous and powerful aftermath of the battle here, come to find out, like such a large-scale battle, it is the first time it has appeared in Youyan Pass, and at this moment, the remnants of vitality in the air are still terrifying.

"Could it be that the people in the rivers and lakes are stirring up the wind and rain again?"

"Someone was killed, who was it?"

"Look, there's an ice monument there!"

Several figures appeared in the center of the ruins of the inn, and an ice monument five or six meters high stood here.

On the ice stele, the handwriting is clear, like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing, lonely and murderous, as if it is about to get out of the stele.

At a glance, everyone changes color,