Above Canglong Valley, the clouds and mist were misty, and a group of purple-clothed elders and ink-clothed disciples in Qingyang followed the instructions of the master to wait here for another half a year, and they were already in a state of mind, just when everyone was about to ask Yuxuzi to enter the Dragon Valley to search, a white light rose from the Dragon Valley, and the purple-clothed elder was stunned for a while, and after a while, he came to his senses and exclaimed: "Ye Ziyu came out, stop him!"

Ye Yu was dressed in white, with purple sky-climbing boots on his feet, and a huge coffin board on his shoulder, like a streamer phantom rushing out of Canglong Valley and straight into the sky.

There was an uproar in the jungle next to him, hundreds of long swords flew up in the air, hundreds of ink-clothed disciples chased after him with swords, and with a gust of wind, five or six Qingyang divine beasts burst out from the dense forest, and between the blue sky and white clouds, five or six Qingyang disciples and demonic beasts scattered into a circle, and the momentum flew towards the white light in the center, and more than a dozen purple lights below rushed from the cliff like flying arrows to that white light.

The first person is the head of the Illusory Sea Peak Sect Chang Jian, stepping on the sky, carrying the divine sword, the black silk danced and shouted violently: "The master has an order, Ye Ziyu attacked and killed the people of Qingyang Sect, betrayed Qingyang, Qingyang disciples must kill them and get rid of the disaster!"

The first demonic beast, carrying thorns, was extremely hideous, it was the Qingyang Divine Beast Qiqi, with sharp teeth and claws, and its speed was extremely fast, rushing towards Ye Yu!

"Xuanlong, clean him up! Quickly!" Ye Yu saw Qi Qi killing, and eight or nine more ink-clothed disciples rushed over behind him, and shouted violently.

A dark yellow light on the young man's shoulder, Huo Di burst out, the size of the Xuanlong suddenly increased, the size of Qi Qi, holding a yellow copper furnace in his hand, and shouted angrily: "Demon beast!

There was only Ye Yu in the indifferent eyes of the Poor Strange Divine Beast, and he never thought that a yellow light would suddenly kill, and he was not prepared at all, and was hit by the copper furnace in an instant, and a stream of blood spilled into the sky and fell.

Ye Yu held a large green wood coffin lid with both hands, his long hair was flying, and his head was hanging like a unicorn **, like a god monarch of the world, extremely majestic, his whole body was glowing with dazzling red light, and his blood-red eyes burst out with a peerless killing machine, looking up to the sky and shouting: "Qingyang Taoist, if you want to die, just come!"

Ink-colored figures, flying from the air, suddenly the young man's chest was full of anger, towards the past in Qingyang Mountain to win the championship, those blazing eyes, one by one to see you enthusiastic to the extreme, but at this moment is a cold eye, bursting out of killing intent, maybe whoever kills him, will definitely get the favor of Yu Xuzi, from then on, thinking of this, the young man's heart hatred is even better!

At this moment, Ye Yu suddenly felt that a strange vague aura appeared in his divine sea, the nine-leaf green dragon grass trembled, and Huo Di's peerless murderous aura erupted from the young man, Ye Yu suddenly felt that there was an extremely violent aura that was sweeping his mind, and a high-pitched voice sounded in his heart, if anyone punishes me, I will make him die without a place to be buried!

In an instant, the young man's eyes were scarlet and terrifying, and the lid of the coffin made of Aoki was glowing with brilliance, and a white light rushed towards the ink light.

A group of ink-clothed disciples originally thought that there were many people, and Ye Ziyu would inevitably abscond when he saw them besieging and killing, but he never thought that the young man dozens of feet away not only did not flee but suddenly rushed towards them, and immediately panicked.

Ye Yu stepped on the boots of climbing to the sky, the lightning step was rapidly spreading, the speed suddenly increased, and he rushed over, and his body quickly flashed and rushed to the front of an ink-clothed disciple, the coffin lid swallowed mountains and rivers, and the immortal treasures in the ancient years were like a world-beating weapon in Ye Yu's hands at this moment, just one face, and the coffin lid swept across!

Bang!

There was a muffled sound, accompanied by the sound of bones crackling and shattering, and before a disciple in ink clothes could comprehend, he was swept through his whole body by pain, blood spilled, and he was buried in the air.

A streak of blood splattered on the boy's cheek, sliding down his cheek and flowing into his mouth, the astringent taste burning his lips, and then drawing an arc on the lips.

Several black-clothed disciples looked at the young man in front of them in horror, he actually smiled, this smile made them tremble, looking at the white-clothed young man who was half-blooded, they couldn't help but have an unprecedented fear.

After a mouthful of blood, Ye Yu smiled, the smile was very cold, he didn't want to laugh at all, but this smile appeared on his face, as if he was not him now, and there was a little hollow in his heart.

But then he rushed towards those ink-clothed disciples like white lightning, the momentum was monstrous, and the killing machine split the air, and the next moment the coffin lid was like a walnut, slapping at more than a dozen ink-clothed disciples, only to hear a crackling sound above the sky, and the blood was like a water ball that suddenly exploded, spilling from the sky one by one.

The white clothes were soaked in blood, the young man in white stood between heaven and earth like a killing god, everything became ants in his eyes, and the killing became hearty, Ye Yu looked at the blood-soaked clothes for a while and hesitated, but he had a very comfortable feeling in his heart, his eyes became extremely cold, overlooking the earth, and the murderous aura was in the air!

More than a dozen black-clothed disciples in the distance slowed down one after another, looking at the young man who looked like a killing god in horror and didn't dare to step forward.

"His speed is too fast, if you want to rush up and kill him, you are purely looking for death", a disciple in ink clothes who was stranded in the distance said coldly.

"What's even more odious is that the piece of wood like a coffin board in this traitor's hand, what kind of magic weapon is this, as long as it is knocked and rubbed a little, it will be crushed!

"His cultivation is no more than two phases, but his speed has crossed to the extreme, and fighting him head-on is seeking death", an ink-clothed disciple who was standing farther away slowly circled with a flying sword, not daring to rush forward at all.

"What? I just gave birth to two people, but how to smash more than a dozen senior brothers down in the blink of an eye, this ......" The eyes of one of the disciples in ink were full of horror.

Ye Yu's whole body was stained with blood, as if he was wearing a layer of Xia clothes, and another high-pitched voice sounded in his heart: "You all deserve to die! I want to kill you all!"

This is a very wonderful feeling flowing in the young man's heart, as if a bloody aura full of murderous aura awakens in his body, spurring him forward to kill, spurring the bloody sky, his hands are a little sticky with blood, and the coffin cover in his hand is even more blue, as if to destroy everything in heaven and earth, the blood-red eyes have become a little deeper, the killing intent is heavier, and the eyes are cold to the extreme, as if they have already pierced the body of the ink-clothed disciple in the distance like a spike!

"Kill!" Ye Yu's body was full of red light, the killing intent was monstrous, and he rushed straight towards the black shadows, and the coffin cover became a supreme divine weapon in his hands, sweeping, splitting, and powerful spiritual power fluctuations soared into the sky, and the cyan light of the dazzling sky rose up, and in one move, the body of the disciple in ink exploded into pieces, blood overflowed, and the white figure gradually turned into a red light flying in the sky, and blood shadows fell behind him.

In less than half a pillar of incense, there were more than thirty ink-clothed disciples who fell into the sky, and the rest of them saw the terrifying young man who was like a killing god, and they all avoided his sharp edge and hugged his head.

At this moment, under the long sky, a purple light flew up, the long sword black silk danced wildly, and shouted loudly: "Ye Ziyu, you attacked and killed Yan Yunqing, betrayed Qingyang, and now you don't repent, but you will kill again, this seat will clean up the portal for Qingyang today!"

Suddenly, Chang Jian held a long sword in his hand, purple clothes flew away, and an incomparably huge flying sword volleyed into the air, containing peerless killing power, which was used by Chang Jian, a great cultivator who was a mirror of his doppelganger, the realm of the two was too different, and this sword was a monstrous means of Ye Yu, and it would definitely spill blood in the sky!

Rumble!

The two-zhang long white huge sword burst towards Ye Yu, hitting the wide coffin lid, and a roar erupted, Ye Yu's tiger mouth clutching the coffin lid cracked, blood was sticky along the palm, and his body seemed to be about to fall.

What puzzled several purple-clothed elders behind Chang Jian was that the figure stood up again, his eyes were even deeper and more terrifying, and the icy cold light shot towards Chang Jian, and it seemed that a powerful killing move would burst out and rush towards Chang Jian in an instant.

"Could it be that Ye Ziyu wants to fight Senior Brother Chang Jian, is he crazy?" said a purple-clothed elder in a puzzled tone to the people beside him.

The ink-clothed disciples who flew with the sword all stopped the scene of the flying sword looking into the sky, and the purple-clothed elders were even more stunned, looking at each other.