Liu Chun'er didn't notice that after the death of the bearded male cultivator, the triangle formation did not disappear directly.

This is because the part of the spiritual power that was missing because of the death of the bearded male cultivator was made up by He Ye.

In other words, the broadsword is still in a state of amplification at this time.

At the same time as He Ye smiled, the male cultivator holding the knife had already swung the knife again, and the domineering and incomparable sword slashed at Han Liang and the others.

The speed of this knife was so fast, and before the two of them could recover from the joy of Liu Chun'er killing one person, the knife was on top of their heads in a blink of an eye.

Han Liang's cultivation was one level higher, and the power of the second swing was obviously weaker than the first.

At the same time, his body was terrified, and his body was dangerously to the side, and the knife light brushed it, cutting off one of his arms like tofu, the incision was very smooth, and he didn't even react to the blood, and it began to flow out after a while.

However, the sword light continued to castrate, and continued to slash backwards.

Not good!

Han Liang didn't care about the sharp pain in his shoulder, and turned his head with a pale face, but he only had time to see that a blood line appeared in the middle of Du Fan's body, who was full of shock, and then split in half......

At this time, the task had been completed, and the earthy yellow spear that was flying back automatically was dark, and the owner was dead, losing the supply of spiritual power, and fell to the ground with a clang.

"Ahhh

Han Liang shouted bitterly, he covered the broken wound in his arm, looking at Du Fan's corpse, his eyes were bloodshot, and monstrous hatred filled his chest.

"I want you dead!!"

He roared like madness, and with only one hand left, he burst out with amazing combat power, rushing towards the knife-wielding male cultivator like a hungry tiger pounced, and shot out with anger, making a fatal move.

The sword-wielding male cultivator used two ultimates, which consumed a lot of money, and now it was the end of the strong crossbow, so he naturally didn't dare to carry it hard, and he was beaten to the point of vomiting blood.

All this is a long story, but in fact, it only happened in an instant, and the Blood Falcon, the bearded male cultivator, and Du Fan almost all died on the front and back feet.

Liu Chun'er looked at all this in a daze, her body kept trembling, and she couldn't even hold the meniscus dart.

He Ye didn't rush to kill him, but said with a smile, "Count it, you guys did it first, I did this, it should be regarded as legitimate defense, right?" ”

"You scumbag!" Liu Chun'er's eyes were red, and her voice almost squeezed out from between her teeth, "You don't want to die!" ”

"Oops, how can you say it so ugly." He Ye wasn't angry, but his smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes, "But you are not qualified to say this, you are a dignified disciple of the Tianheng Sect, but you are deliberately trying to kill your fellow disciples, and now you are just capsizing in the gutter." ”

"Scold me, you deserve it?!"

The voice fell.

He Ye's momentum changed suddenly, and he actually broke through the eighth layer of qi training and came to the ninth layer of qi training!

He even hid his cultivation!

He Ye still had that gentle smile, but his eyes were cold, and looking at Liu Chun'er was like looking at a corpse.

"You...... You already knew? Liu Chun'er trembled, but her eyes didn't have much fear, or rather, the fear was replaced by ferocity and murderous intent.

"Now that you know, you can't get out of here alive...... It's just one level higher than me, and it's not like I haven't killed a monk who has cultivated higher than me! ”

Liu Chun'er said, and took out another magic weapon, which was also a meniscus dart, but it was several times larger than the previous one, and it was more like a strange-shaped sickle.

It turns out that this meniscus dart is actually a set of sub-mother magic weapons, which are used separately, and each is a low-grade magic weapon, and when taken together, it can reach the level of a medium-grade magic weapon.

He Ye sneered, "You have a medium-grade magic weapon?" ”

He took out an iron fan, which was also a medium-grade magic weapon, and the folding fan he played with before was made by imitating this iron fan magic weapon.

Liu Chun'er was silent, and drove the two meniscus darts to kill He Ye, making ruthless moves and attacking his vital points.

He Ye naturally wouldn't be afraid of her.

On the other side, the furious Han Liang had already grasped the knife and the male cultivator had a blue nose and swollen face, his skin was cracked, and the male cultivator holding the knife was also beaten out of anger, and he slashed at Han Liang with the knife.

The inferior magic weapon was so sharp, and Han Liang, who was already scarred, added more than a dozen wounds, but he still attacked desperately.

Both want to kill each other.

It was Liu Chun'er's side who decided the winner faster.

Although He Ye also had consumption in Fang Cai's amplification secret technique, he was not the one who carried the power, the consumption was relatively small, and he was one realm higher than Liu Chun'er.

He is a casual cultivator, in his thirties, he has stayed in the ninth layer of qi cultivation for five years, all kinds of spells are at his fingertips, and the application of iron fan magic weapons is even more perfect, and his proficiency is not at all comparable to Liu Chun'er, who is in his early twenties.

It didn't take long for him to cut a few bloody cuts on Liu Chun'er's body, and another blow cut her collarbone, listening to her screams, He Ye cruelly hooked the corners of his mouth.

Liu Chun'er fought, and found that the gap between the two sides was indeed very large, and it could not be compared with those people she had killed before, so she suddenly had the idea of running away, leaving Qingshan behind, not afraid of running out of firewood.

But the stand-in paper puppet she used to fake her death before was gone, and it was very difficult to escape, so Liu Chun'er pondered while dealing with the attack.

At this time, He Ye spoke, "If you are willing to tell me how you faked your death before, I can spare your life." ”

"Is that true?" Liu Chun'er was overjoyed, and then began to bargain, "How can I trust you, otherwise, you let me leave ten miles away first, and I'll tell you." ”

He Ye shook his head, lost interest, and directly cut off all the collarbones, tendons and tendons on both sides of her, and said condescendingly, "Do you want to talk about it now?" If you don't say anything, I'll rip off your flesh piece by piece. ”

"Ahhh She had never seen such a battle, and she was almost about to die of pain, and there was only fear in her heart.

"I said, I said, it's a stand-in paper puppet, a puppet technique handed down from ancient times, and you know that puppet art has now been cut off......

"Stand-in paper puppets? It's a good thing, do you have it, where did you get it? ”

"I, I also turned it out of a person's storage bag, and that person didn't know the goods, so I was cheaper...... I don't have it anymore, just this one, you promised me, I said it, just let me ......"

Before the word was spoken, He Ye was impatient with a wave of the subway fan, a head flew high, and the unfinished words dissipated in the air.

"If you can't help me get this, then what's the use of you." He shook his head, and after dealing with Liu Chun'er, he walked towards the two who were still fighting.

At this time, Han Liang was already red-eyed, and he was about to grasp the knife man and kill him, but suddenly a feeling of palpitations came.

He was slightly stunned, looked up, and saw Liu Chun'er's headless corpse slowly falling.

"Chun'er ......"

Han Liang's lips trembled, his gaze moved, and he fell on He Ye who was walking over, and he actually laughed.

Laughing and laughing, laughing out of tears, tears across the face, dripping on the ground, and in the end, even a pool of blood formed.

His eyes were cracked, his blood and tears were shed, and his shape was terrifying, like a Shura crawling out of hell.

Grief, anger, confusion, ruthlessness......

All kinds of emotions came to my heart, and in the end, they all turned into endless regrets.

Regret shouldn't have found a beast like He Ye, regret shouldn't have made such a plan, regret shouldn't have agreed to Ye Xiyue's request......

Hate.

Hate others, and hate yourself.

At this time, He Ye had already walked up to him, sighing and shaking his head.

"Tut, look at your non-human appearance, it's really pitiful. The people who came with you are dead, you must be lonely alone, right? It's okay, I'll send you down and ...... with them."

The words are not finished.

Han Liang interrupted him.

He smiled, a smile that was incredibly bright, revealing blood-stained teeth that looked extremely oozing.

"Don't bother, I'll do it myself."

"But you can go down with you!"

He Ye's expression froze.

Almost at the same time, a huge explosion swept around Han Liang, and the momentum was even greater than what the Blood Falcon had done!