Ye Xueheng's white jade-like hand was lightly shaken, and he held the green object, and then with a flick of his hand, countless green points of light flew away from the void, and the wooden sword that he commonly used had already appeared in his hand.

"Slaughter all the dogs in the world. ”

The Night Emperor roared, and the Night Demon Sword in his hand swung rapidly, countless swords swallowed, and he really had the momentum to slaughter the world.

"The wooden sword is inextricably linked. ”

Countless turquoise wooden thorns erupted from the wooden sword, colliding with the Night Emperor's sword, emitting a roar and a turbulent current created by the collision of large expanses of energy.

The massive explosion reduced the visibility of the entire battlefield to a very low level, and the Night Emperor was hidden in the dust of the explosion, looming in the air.

"I said, since you're here, stay here. Seeing Ye Xueheng say this with a smile, he flashed into the dust, and then, several sounds of two swords clashing sounded in the dust, and the Night Emperor also flew upside down and withdrew from the dust, holding the injured Black Tiger King under his armpit.

The corners of the Night Emperor's mouth were also overflowing with blood, obviously just in the dust, he had suffered a small loss under Ye Xueheng's hands.

"Do you think you can walk if you want to?" Ye Xueheng still looked at him for a long time, not afraid of any of his means at all.

"Huh... Hah..."The Night Emperor gasped, looked at Ye Xueheng, and then suddenly smiled, but with a little madness in his smile.

"Indeed, His Holiness is really powerful, I may not be able to reach this height in my life, it's really enviable, but this next move, I'm afraid, you, Venerable, will not feel good. ”

The Night Demon Sword in the Night Emperor's hand emitted a dazzling black light, and the naked girl on the jaw of the sword was no longer a serene expression at this time, but became frightened, she covered her mouth, and even her eyes were open, lifelike.

The black mist on the bodies of all the black-clothed people who were still alive in the battle group began to tremble uneasily at this time, as if they had been summoned by something.

Suddenly, a man in black screamed, and then exploded himself, and the guards of Xiao Mengqi's guards who were confronting him around him were also affected, and half of his body was directly blown up!

"Get out of the way, they're going to blow themselves up. Ye Xueheng was the first to react, and he immediately shouted to everyone, but it was still slow.

After the first man in black blew himself up, all the men in black blew themselves up one after another like firecrackers that had been lit with a fuse, and the Xiao family guards who stayed by their side and confronted them, few of them reacted, and they were all killed directly, only a few lucky ones left a life.

At this time, the black mist that was constantly rolling in the battle group turned into a blood mist with a thick bloody aura!

"Thief, you..."

Although the self-explosion of these black-clothed people could not hurt Ye Xueheng, such a tragic situation had already made him furious, after all, it was done under his nose, and it was a provocation to him as a Venerable.

I saw that his left hand was also waved, and an equally black spar long sword appeared in his hand, and he divided his two swords, twisted the momentum, and dispersed the blood mist around him, and slashed at the chest of the Night Emperor with a sword.

Blood spurted, a blood arrow shot out from the chest of the Night Emperor, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, obviously Ye Xueheng's sword really hit him hard.

The seriously injured Night Emperor fell directly to the ground, and the Black Tiger King who was caught in his armpit couldn't take care of it, and was directly thrown to the ground by him, but the Night Demon Sword stained with blood in his hand was always held in his hand, without the slightest intention of relaxing.

"Take your sins with you and go with him. Ye Xueheng stared coldly at the Night Emperor and the Black Tiger King, the wooden sword in his hand slashed out, and a burst of energy shot towards the two of them.

"Bell", with a crisp sound, Ye Xueheng's sword qi was actually blocked!

You must know that although that sword was just sent by Ye Xueheng casually, it was also a blow from the Venerable, and ordinary Martial Emperor powerhouses were not easy to block.

And the thing that blocked Ye Xueheng's blow made everyone present stunned, it was a black robe, and it was a tattered robe full of holes and a lot of dust.

The robe was worn on a lean old man, he was hunched over, with a cane in his hand, and a pair of broken straw sandals barefoot, his face was full of wrinkles, and one eye was blind, and he was extremely ugly, but there was still a trace of evil intent, which made people feel terrified.

And the way he just blocked Ye Xueheng's blow was even more terrifying, just with a wave of his torn robe, he saw a puff of smoke and dust rising from the torn robe, and Mr. Dead Ye's blow disappeared invisibly.

"Gaga, Ye Xueheng is, Gaga, maybe you should be called Venerable Withered Leaves, this Black Tiger King is my apprentice, can you please sell your favor to the old man and let me take my apprentice away." The old man in the black robe had a hoarse and ugly voice, which made people upset.

Ye Xueheng couldn't help frowning slightly when he heard what he called him.

Although he didn't intentionally hide his identity, there were really not many people who knew his real name. And then, the name of the withered leaf is only known to some people who were in the black prison before, and some people in the Holy Spirit Martial Kingdom are limited, and this person can know it, it seems that the background is quite large.

"Sell your personal favor, but I want to see if you have this weight. As he spoke, Ye Xueheng waved the wooden sword in his hand, and a move of "thousands of threads" turned into countless wooden thorns, shooting towards the three black-robed old men.

I saw the black-robed old man thrust his cane into the ground in his hand, and there were words in his mouth, and in an instant, the black mist with blood on the mountain road rushed towards him, and the speed was far faster than Ye Xueheng's wooden thorns.

The constantly rolling blood mist twisted all the wooden thorns that shot past, and none of them touched the black-robed old man's body, and all of them fell to the ground.

Ye Xueheng was extremely surprised, although he didn't use all his strength in this move, he also used at least half of his strength, and it was dissolved so lightly, the strength of this black-robed old man was unfathomable.

The crutches that had absorbed all the blood mist had returned to the black-robed old man's hand at this time, and there was a faint blood aura lingering on the crutches, which looked strange and abnormal.

The black-robed old man didn't even have any communication with Ye Xueheng at this time, but instead reached out to grab the Night Demon Sword in the Night Emperor's hand.

"Don't touch my sword, he's mine, and there's my daughter's soul in it. The Night Emperor, who was already almost silent, suddenly roared at the moment when the black-robed old man held his sword, as if he had recovered all his injuries in an instant.

"Quack, such a sword is not something you deserve, so leave it to me. The black-robed old man said with a strange smile, and the cane in his hand was directly chopped on the head of the Night Emperor.

"Pong. ”

With a crisp sound, a large mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouth of the Night Emperor, and the black crystal on his forehead was directly smashed by the crutches of the black-robed old man, gushing out bursts of black gas, which were absorbed by the crutches in the black-robed old man's hand, and his hand holding the sword gradually lost its strength, and his eyes gradually lost color.

"Quack, thank you for letting me see such a warm conjuring ritual. The black-robed old man said to the Night Emperor, who had gradually lost his vitality.

"Venerable Withered Leaves, we'll see you again. As he spoke, with a wave of his black robe, he took the Black Tiger King directly into a cloud of black mist and dissipated.

Even Ye Xueheng didn't react at the moment when the black-robed old man left.

The black square scarf that the Night Emperor used to cover his face slid down from his face as the blood in his mouth slid down his face, and Ye Xueyan, Bai Zhongsheng, and the Zhong family brothers all whispered:

Isn't this person Elder Qi who was by Ye Serum's side?