The wind and frost swept out, and the disciples of the Wuji Gate who rushed suddenly had a painful look on their faces, and they stopped one by one.

They were surging with source power, resisting the attack of Yue Ruxue's source technique with all their might.

"Sparks!"

And at this moment, Ye Qinghuan also made a move, and as he raised his palm, a red leaf suddenly flew out and floated in the air.

Under Ye Qinghuan's engrossed inscription, in just four breaths, nine first-grade inscriptions were engraved on the red leaves.

Bear!

The moment he finished doing all this, the crimson leaf suddenly burst into flames, and with the infusion of the source of pure yang, the fire instantly rose.

Fire and water were originally in conflict.

But at this time, with the cooperation of Ye Qinghuan and Yue Ruxue, the damage caused by the two heavens of ice and fire suddenly made the disciples of the Wuji Sect who were close lose their combat effectiveness in an instant.

They rolled on the ground and wailed, their voices terrible.

There are even some people who were stained by Ye Qinghuan's flames, and they were suddenly ignited by the flames, and their spiritual power could not be extinguished.

In just one round, more than a dozen disciples of Wuji Gate died, and most of the rest were severely injured and lost their combat effectiveness waiting for the hunters to slaughter.

"How is it possible?" Feng Xifan's face changed greatly from being frightened by this scene, and the few god-transforming powerhouses around him also shuddered.

But then, Feng Xifan's face was gloomy, his eyes flashed with a dignified killing intent, and he shouted: "Senior brothers, this son dares to kill our fellow disciples, and kill him together!"

Rumble!

There were eight powerhouses in the early stage of the Transformation Gods, and the source power aura on their bodies exploded instantly, and they did not use force this time, but used the source technique.

"Stand back. Ye Qinghuan began to get serious, took out a red leaf again, and quickly engraved the five source pattern marks on it.

Laugh at!

The autumn leaves instantly turn into a sea of fire, and the sea of fire surges, like clouds in the sky.

Ye Qinghuan jumped up, stepped between the five source patterns, and his speed was extremely fast, rushing towards Feng Xifan and the others.

"Kill him!" Feng Xifan was frightened by Ye Qinghuan's speed, his face changed, and he immediately shouted to his fellow disciples beside him.

The eight source techniques all slammed towards Ye Qinghuan, and the dense attack frightened Yue Ruxue and the three of them into a face.

But when they saw Ye Qinghuan dodging this wave of attacks between the lightning and flint, Yue Ruxue and the three of them immediately cheered and cheered Ye Qinghuan.

Kill!

Ye Qinghuan passed through the blockade of the source technique of the eight people, and instantly arrived in front of them, and he was as red as fire, and launched an action to torture and kill the ants.

Whether it is speed or attack, Ye Qinghuan is stronger than these guys, so under one look, he harvested a life.

This made Feng Xifan and his fellow disciples look shocked, but they could only watch Ye Qinghuan kill their people.

"Damn, the idea is too hard, let's go!" Feng Xifan made a choice in an instant, he was frightened by Ye Qinghuan's harvesting speed.

The survivors were already covered in cold sweat, and when they got Feng Xifan's order, they almost ran away.

Because they can't figure out where Ye Qinghuan's bottom line is, if they are wiped out in battle, it will really be a loss of the old face of Wujimen.

Ye Qinghuan stopped, and did not chase Feng Xifan and them, he knew very well where his strength was, and it was impossible to destroy the other party.

And just now he showed the strength to kill the enemy in an instant, just to give Feng Xifan and them a visual impact, so as to scare them away.

"Hey, are you Wujimen so cowardly?!" Ye Beichen couldn't help but shout, but his agitation didn't play a big role.

Instead, Feng Xifan glanced back at Ye Beichen, and said with resentment in his eyes: "Boy, Lao Tzu understands, you have long designed and cheated me, this hatred of me Feng Xifan remembers!"

"I didn't expect to be seen through by you, we are here waiting for you to take revenge. Ye Qinghuan grinned, pushing Feng Xifan's thoughts down the river.

After receiving Ye Qinghuan's admission, Feng Xifan immediately felt lucky, fortunately he was witty, but at the same time, he also deeply remembered Ye Beichen.

Ye Beichen's face was extremely ugly.

Unexpectedly, he couldn't steal chickens and rice, and Ye Qinghuan's strength growth was once again beyond his expectations.

It is very unfavorable for him to stay and fight today.

"Ye Beichen, you can't escape this time!" But Ye Beichen was just about to retreat, when a figure stopped in front of him, his face full of banter.

The person who stood in the way was the moon like snow.

"Get out!" Ye Beichen burst out, and a sharp sword with a red and white blade appeared in his hand, swinging a sword directly at Yue Ruxue.

The sword qi wielded from the sword alternated between hot and cold, and where it passed, the frost condensed, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into ice crystal particles.

Even if Yue Ruxue was prepared in advance, under Ye Beichen's sword, she was still knocked out of more than a dozen steps, her body staggered, and she almost fell.

"Ye Beichen, you can't leave today!"

But Ye Beichen had just repelled Yue Ruxue, and the voice in his ears was stunned

When his face changed, he didn't care about his image, and a donkey rolled to avoid it.

Ye Beichen rolled around on the ground and turned over, seeing that he was surrounded by Ye Qinghuan and the four, his face turned slightly pale, and he gritted his teeth and said: "You are all the Tianjiao of the sect, but now you want to join forces to deal with me, are you not afraid of spreading it out and making people laugh?"

"The grievances between us should have ended a long time ago, there are people in the sect to protect you, now I think who else can you rely on?" Ye Qinghuan came to Ye Beichen's face.

He didn't give Ye Beichen a chance to escape, and directly urged the source of pure yang to attack Ye Beichen.

Seeing this, Ye Beichen hurriedly swung his sword to block Ye Qinghuan's first wave of attack, and persuaded: "Ye Qinghuan, it's not easy for you to kill me, I will make you pay a heavy price!"

"Kill you, it's easy!"

Ye Qinghuan repelled Ye Beichen with one blow, and then threw out a red leaf again, quickly engraved a mysterious Yipin source pattern on it.

It's still a first-class Nine Pattern Source Technique!

The flames spread out at the moment when the source technique was successfully cast, and Ye Beichen was submerged in it at once.

Ye Beichen naturally didn't sit still, he waved the sword in his hand, and at the same time mobilized the source power to protect his body, and quickly cast the source technique.

With Ye Beichen's swing, the soul power gushing out of the sword quickly condensed into a source pattern, and a complex second-grade inscription quickly condensed under his madness.

Shout!

After absorbing the huge source power, the source pattern mark suddenly shot out a terrifying sword aura, and the fiery red sword qi rushed straight into Ye Qinghuan's head.

It is also a first-grade Nine Pattern Source Technique, but in terms of attack power, the sword qi that Ye Beichen casts is obviously more powerful and terrifying.

It's just that Ye Qinghuan is not good at stubble, after his own source technique blocked Ye Beichen's sword and consumed a lot of source power, he shattered that sword qi with one punch.

"Ye Qinghuan, you are nothing more than that, with your strength, you want to kill me Ye Beichen, in the next life!"