Chapter 619: "Ruthless" Fan Jingyu

With so many and amazing soul attack secret techniques sacrificed together, if it were for an ordinary mid-stage enlightenment monk, I am afraid it would be enough for him to die several times.

But Ye Haoran was not an ordinary monk, seeing that the soul attack secret techniques were approaching, Ye Haoran didn't raise his hand, but frowned slightly, and with a movement of his mind, the soul power of the Yuan Realm instantly surged out, turning into an invisible soul wall, blocking the soul attack secret techniques of those people in black, and he couldn't move forward a bit.

"Metaverse soul power?!"

This scene made the eight black-clothed people startled instantly, and then the black-clothed man who only heard the previous speech hurriedly shouted to the other black-clothed people: "This Qing Tianyu has now been restrained by us with soul power, but its cultivation is very low, and it can't withstand the blow of our Yuan Force attack, so divide one person and kill him quickly!"

As soon as these words came out, I saw one of the men in black hurriedly put away the seal, and then he took out a long sword that was not of low grade, and seemed to have reached the middle level, and his body instantly turned into an afterimage, and with all his strength, he suddenly stabbed towards Ye Haoran's chest.

Seeing the black-clothed sword approaching, Ye Haoran sneered, slowly raised his right hand, clenched his palm into a fist, and slammed into the direction of the tip of the mid-level spirit weapon long sword.

Seeing this scene, the man in black, who was about to collide with Ye Haoran's fist with the long sword in his hand, couldn't help but sneer and shouted: "With a small physique, I dare to fight against my middle-level spirit weapon long sword and look for death!"

As soon as these words came out, the man in black seemed to increase the output of Yuan Li, and the long sword in his hand instantly flashed with a light of meaning, and suddenly collided with Ye Haoran's fist.

But the next moment, the black-clothed man with disdainful eyes was stunned for a moment, only to hear the sound of "bang bang" sounded instantly, and before he could see it clearly, Ye Haoran's steel-like fist instantly shattered his head, and under the residual strength of the fist, his entire body was instantly shattered into pieces of minced flesh and splashed away.

Such an astonishing scene instantly stunned the seven black-clothed men, and even the soul attack secret techniques sacrificed dissipated one by one. Fortunately, the man in black who spoke before woke up in time, and hurriedly shouted to the remaining black-clothed man: "It's not good, we have been tricked, this Qing Tianyu is far from the cultivation of the middle stage of enlightenment, let's flee separately!"

As soon as these words came out, the man in black didn't care about his companion at all, and turned around and fled. When the remaining six black-clothed people heard this, they were about to disperse and flee, but before they could completely turn around, they heard Ye Haoran shouting "Soul Piercing", so that six soul needles pierced the air and went away, and then they saw that the six black-clothed people were stunned and fell to the ground one by one.

The only man in black looked back, his eyes were instantly full of horror, and then he turned his head as if he used his strength to eat, and fled at a faster speed.

But no matter how fast the man in black was, how could he be faster than Ye Haoran, when he just lifted the speed and flew almost ten zhang away, he felt a biting cold wind blowing behind him, and before he could fully react, a big hand instantly grabbed the top of his head.

The man in black seemed to know what was going to happen, so he hurriedly begged for mercy: "Senior Brother Qing, I am a disciple of Danyang Valley, you can't do this to me!"

In this regard, Ye Haoran did not relentless at all, closed his eyes, and after shouting "soul search", the man in black rolled his eyes, and after shaking his limbs a few times, he hung down completely weakly.

Then, I saw Ye Haoran let go of his palm, and the body of the man in black smashed directly to the ground. At this point, Ye Haoran slowly opened his eyes and said: "It seems that I guessed correctly, the mastermind behind the scenes is really that Wan Changfeng, his heart is so small, and his scheming is so deep, it is really speechless, and he has fanned so many elite disciples to deal with me." You and I have no grievances, but you treat me like this because of the false name of an elite disciple, then don't blame me for being merciless to your subordinates in the future!"

When Ye Haoran said this, his eyes narrowed slightly, but the next moment, Ye Haoran frowned violently, only to see that there seemed to be a flash of blood in his eyes. This couldn't help but make Ye Haoran startled and said: "It seems that you can't kill too much, otherwise the demon seed will be waiting for the opportunity to sprout again!"

After saying this, Ye Haoran sat cross-legged in the air, hurriedly sealed his hands, and suppressed the trace of demonic thoughts in his body. And at this moment, Ye Haoran suddenly looked up in the northwest direction.

The next moment, I saw him roll his eyes, hurriedly took off the robe on his body, looked at the corpses of the black-clothed man scattered everywhere on the ground, and found a black man who was similar to his own size, he controlled the Burning Sky Flame to burn the black clothes on his body and everything that could prove his identity, and then completely burned his face, and then put his robe on.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Haoran looked at the corpses of the other seven black-clothed people around him, and then sacrificed the Burning Sky Flame, including all of them including the middle-level spirit weapon long sword that was broken into several pieces, and there was not even any slag left.

After doing all this, Ye Haoran hurriedly urged the phantom mask to completely hide his figure and aura, and then he stood quietly in place, looking up in the northwest direction.

Then, I saw the position that Ye Haoran was looking at, and a blue light quickly approached, and when it fell to the ground, it turned into Fan Jingyu's figure. And when Fan Jingyu saw the corpse wearing Ye Haoran's robe lying on the ground, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then frowned and said: "It seems that I am still a step late, a genius whose alchemy is so against the sky, he has not been able to ask him for alchemy, and he died like this, it's a pity!"

After saying this, Fan Jingyu looked up, as if she was looking for the murderer of "Qing Tianyu", but she observed for a long time, and even used her soul power that was almost close to the Yuan Realm to probe the space within a radius of several miles, but she still found nothing.

In this regard, Fan Jingyu seemed to be a little lost, only to hear her bow her head and mutter: "I know that his cultivation is low, and I know that I can save him, but because of my own dissatisfaction, I lost his life in vain, which... Mother, it seems that my daughter has disappointed you in the end!"

After saying this, a mist seemed to appear in Fan Jingyu's eyes, and her pitiful appearance made people feel distressed. Then I saw her holding back her tears, glancing at the dead corpse on the ground with a pair of seemingly ruthless eyes, then turned into a blue light and disappeared in the northwest direction.

Seeing Fan Jingyu leaving, Ye Haoran muttered to himself: "It seems that this Fan Jingyu is quite kind in her heart! But there seems to be something hidden in her heart, which makes her so ruthless!"

Speaking of this, Ye Haoran couldn't help but sigh and said, "Hey... Everyone has their own secrets, and it's not something I can control. But if you can come back and save me this time, then I will keep it in my heart, and if I have the opportunity in the future, I will repay it!"

After saying this, Ye Haoran used the phantom mask to completely change his body shape, and his facial features looked both familiar and unfamiliar, because this face combined Sun Yifan's cold eyes and Zhao Shanshan's smiling mouth, which was transformed by Ye Haoran's thoughts, which was full of his deep longing for Sun Yifan and Zhao Shanshan, the two brothers.

Then, Ye Haoran used his cultivation in the Great Perfection of the Jindan Period, and with all his strength, he flew quickly towards the northwest. The reason why I went northwest was because three thousand miles away from here was where the Black Inkstone City was located!