At this moment, what Wan Chengqian thinks in his heart "coincides" with one person.

The man, dressed in white, quietly landed on a towering tree, his toes lightly stepping on the branches, and his deep eyes staring at everything below.

Between life and death, human nature is the most tested.

The repeated betrayal of these warriors in society is not surprising at all.

The so-called surrender is just to survive under the circumstances.

At this moment, three more people next to Situ Yi stepped out, walked behind Wan Chengqian, stood beside everyone, and made their position clear.

After waiting for another minute, Situ Yi and the remaining dozen or so people still stood in place, unmoved.

These are all warriors in the Situ family, and the choice of the head of the family is their choice.

"Killed."

Yan Xiaotian had no waves on his face and spoke indifferently.

"Alas, Situ Yi, why bother."

Wan Chengqian sighed, his face could not hide his regret, and he wanted to fight for it one last time.

Situ also smiled coldly.

Two members of the patrol department died in front of their homes, and if they chose to join the opposing forces, they would really be speechless, and they would not be able to wash themselves by jumping into the Yellow River.

What's more, on Juncen Mountain that day, the King of the North personally taught him the exercises, how could he betray him with such kindness!

The next moment, Situ Ye slowly pulled out a big knife from his back, and with the sound of friction, it was instantly unsheathed.

The blade of the sword faintly exudes the color of red gold, and it is obvious that it is made of Ugin.

Eight rings are embedded in the back of the knife, and as the blade dances, it emits a series of collision sounds.

At this point, his position is speechless.

"Since you took the initiative to seek death, then, today, I will fulfill you!"

Wan Chengqian lost the last patience, and with a word, he suddenly exerted force under his feet, his arms were stretched out and rushed into the air, and a seven-foot-wide sword rushed out of the sheath on his back.

In mid-air, Wan Chengqian held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and the two-inch thick sword body all showed its exaggerated heaviness.

Just by looking at it with the naked eye, it is clear that this broadsword has reached an astonishing weight.

This kind of weapon is no longer sharp, but heavier than Mount Tai's Qianjun momentum, powerful and heavy, coupled with this Thousand Inheritances Thousand Saints Realm level cultivation, under a sword, even if the blade of the king level, it is estimated that it will be smashed in an instant.

Situ Yi's face was solemn, and he burst out with all his strength in an instant.

I know that once I make a move, I must go all out, not to mention, Yan Xiaotian is still watching from the side.

In an instant, the blade of the sword had arrived, and the wide sword body drove a gust of wind.

Situ also clenched the big knife with both hands and shook it hard.

Rumble!!

With a loud bang, the ground shook and the ground under Situ Yi's feet instantly cracked.

The broadsword fell, unleashing earth-shattering power.

Only by fighting in person can you know the power of this sword.

Its weight is afraid that it weighs a thousand pounds.

Terrifying!

With the touch of a sword, Situ Yi's hands instantly cracked, and blood flowed out, staining his palms.

It's not a difference in strength, it's a difference in strength.

Seeing this, the heads of the family couldn't help but feel palpitations, most of the people present saw this ten thousand thousands of shots for the first time, and they never thought that it would be such a rebellion.

One by one, they were secretly glad in their hearts that they had made the right choice, otherwise, they didn't have to think much about the end.

Situ also clenched the big knife in his hand, his face was solemn, and there was not too much surprise.

However, Wan Chengqian raised his eyebrows.

"The eight-ring black gold knife really lives up to its name."

"But in your hands, it's a waste!"

Under the blow, the big knife in Situ Yi's hand can be carried hard, which is enough to prove its high quality.

This Situ has also practiced a good sword technique, and it is not surprising to have such a treasure knife.

"Let's see how many swords you can take!"

Wan Chengqian let out a deep sigh, waved the giant sword in his hand, and rushed forward again.

The broad sword body did not feel a trace of clumsiness in his hands, but was more powerful.

As soon as the blow fell, the big knife in Situ Yi's hand came out directly, and he couldn't withstand this huge force at all.

In the face of absolute strength, one's own strength cannot make up for it.

What's more, his strength is already invincible.

"If you don't surrender, there is only one end for you, and that is death!"

The corners of Wan Chengqian's mouth were slightly raised, and it was difficult to hide his disdain.

At this moment, killing this Situ Yi is just a thought, but he wants to make him surrender and use it for his own use.

Situ also smiled coldly, and that smile was full of determination.

The mountain breeze blows, rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground.

On the side, Yan Xiaotian still crossed his hands on his chest, staring coldly at everything in front of him, but at this moment, he couldn't help frowning and looking sideways.

I saw a figure slowly emerging in the deep woods.

Wan Chengqian also felt the abnormality, and turned around suddenly, in line with the direction that Yan Xiaotian was looking at.

Dressed in white, he stepped lightly on the fallen leaves, his arm was lightly lifted into the void and stretched, and the eight-ring black gold knife flew down into the palm of his hand.

One hand stroked the blade of the knife, and a crack was already faintly visible.

"North, North King ......"

Situ also saw the person coming clearly, and was the first to exclaim.

And those heads of the family all showed shocked expressions.

That white-clothed, resolute face, who else would it be if it wasn't the King of the North.

Two days ago, they had just seen it.

Yebei walked forward, and at a glance, there were two corpses lying in front of the huge door, both of them were dressed in black clothes, and they had long been out of breath.

The footsteps gradually stopped, the white clothes danced, and a chill suddenly enveloped the surroundings.

"King of the North, I didn't kill these two people."

Situ Yi was bleeding from the corner of his mouth and hurriedly spoke.

Two members of the patrol department died in front of their house, and this matter must be clarified.

Yebei didn't say anything, he threw it casually, and the eight-ring black gold knife in his hand rushed towards Situ Yi.

Boom!

A metal crash was heard, and the broadsword was steadily sheathed.

Yebei didn't see who these two people died, but it was definitely not Situ Ye who killed them.

The test just now is enough to prove his heart of obedience.

"Man, who killed him?"

said coldly, it was difficult to hide the killing intent.

"You are the King of the North?"

The words fell, accompanied by a muffled sound.

Wan Chengqian slammed the broad sword in his hand on the ground, the ground cracked in an instant, and his eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the white-clothed young man in front of him.

He had heard of the King of the North for a long time, but today, it was the first time he had seen it.

This slightly thin body, as well as the breath that does not leak at all, can actually kill Yun Xingyuan and Lou Yuanqing?

"King of the North, these two members died at the hands of his thousands of people!"

Situ also clutched his chest and struggled to get up.

Yebei's deep eyes stared at Wan Chengqian, and he said coldly:

"Two lives, punish your three clans."

As soon as the words fell, Wan Chengqian was stunned for a moment, and turned to look up to the sky and laughed wildly.

"What a shame!"

"King Bei, don't think that if you can kill Yun Xingyuan and Lou Yuanqing, they will be invincible in the world."

"There are high and low levels in the Holy Realm, if you want to do it with me today, the end will be death!"

Wan Chengqian's words are not a bluff, they are both holy realms, and the difference between high and low is worlds apart.

As a person in the late stage of the Holy Realm, killing people in the early stage of the Holy Realm is as simple as slaughtering a dog.

This is an insurmountable chasm.

However, Yebei ignored it and stretched out one hand directly to his waist.

Hmmm——!

In an instant, the Northern King knife came out of its sheath, and the seemingly thick blade could hardly hide the cold killing machine.

Between the entire mountain forest, the ten thousand birds that originally inhabited the woods instantly flew together and rushed into the sky.

You can feel a death-like horror atmosphere.

This is an instinctive reaction of animals.

Yebei held the knife in his right hand, and his indifferent eyes stared at Wan Chengqian like a god of death.

Just one look made Wan Chengqian's back chill and feel a bone-chilling chill.

Cowardice before a fight, which made him instantly furious.

Suddenly picked up the broadsword, unleashed the power of the Holy Realm, and took the lead in bursting upward, smashing down on the top of Yebei's head.

"Die for me!!"