Chapter 884 Witch God, get out of here for Lao Tzu
Ye Qiu holds the Emperor Sword.
The whole body is releasing huge murderous intent.
He strode towards those people from the Wushen Cult.
When these people from the Wushen Sect saw someone suddenly intruding, they were frightened. They thought it was the Dragon Gate army coming, and they suddenly felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.
Look back.
Astonishment appeared on the faces of these people from the Wushen Cult.
only one person?
In an instant, everyone let go of their nervousness and started laughing.
"Anyone who dares to break into our Wushen Cult headquarters is really looking for death!"
"Are all the people in Longmen idiots? First, Cao Yuan broke into our headquarters alone, and now a young boy has arrived. It seems that this guy can't wait to go to the underworld to see Cao Yuan!"
"So loyal!"
"Hahaha……"
Hundreds of people laughed loudly, not taking Ye Qiu seriously at all.
Even in the eyes of people like them, Ye Qiu was no different from a dead corpse.
Ye Qiu said nothing and continued to move forward with his sword.
The jeers continued:
"Boy, don't even look at where this place is. How can you come to the headquarters of the Witch God Cult?"
"There are so many of us. If one of us cuts you with a knife, you will be chopped into pieces."
"It's so hard to chop him down. We can drown him just by urinating."
"Hahaha……"
Ye Qiu seemed not to hear what these people said and continued to stride forward.
"Oh, this guy is pretty cool!"
"There are so many of us here, and not only does he not run away, he actually moves forward!"
"I think he is looking for death!"
Boom——
Ye Qiu suddenly stopped, pointed his sword at the hundreds of Wushen Cult disciples in the square, and said in a cold voice: "None of you will survive today."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the Wushen Sect was furious.
"You dare to threaten us even if you are riding a horse. Do you want to die?"
"You really don't know how high the sky is, and you don't even know where this is?"
"Boy, let me tell you, this is the territory of our Witch God Cult, and it's not your turn to be arrogant."
Ye Qiu's face was expressionless: "After today, there will be no more Witch God Cult in the world."
"kill!"
Ye Qiu shouted and rushed into the crowd with his sword.
When the sword edge passed by, the head fell to the ground.
puff!
A splash of blood splattered.
In an instant, Ye Qiu killed several Wushen Cult disciples, which made other Wushen Cult disciples furious.
"kill him!"
Hundreds of people rushed towards Ye Qiu together, and then used various methods to cut Ye Qiu into pieces.
The scene was very chaotic.
Inside the woods.
Tang Fei and others had been paying attention to the battle situation in the square. Seeing so many Wushen Cult disciples rushing towards Ye Qiu, Tang Fei suddenly became nervous.
"Is there going to be no problem?" Tang Fei asked Qilin in a low voice.
Qilin was very calm and said: "Ye Qiu will be fine."
"But there are so many people in the Witch God Cult..."
"Don't worry, the sheep can't stop the wolf."
Tang Fei was still worried, so he waved, called a soldier over, and ordered: "Tell brothers to be prepared and ready to attack at any time."
"yes!"
The soldier responded and quickly conveyed the order. Then more than two hundred soldiers spread out in the mountains and forests, found their positions, and quickly set up their submachine guns.
However, when these soldiers saw clearly what was happening in the square, each of them felt their blood boil.
"Damn it, Dr. Ye is so fierce!"
Ye Qiu is like a god of murder. He rushes into the crowd and starts killing people. He is invincible and unstoppable.
Wherever the sword edge passes, there will be blood splashing.
Immediately afterwards, corpses fell into a pool of blood one after another.
In less than five minutes, more than a hundred disciples of the Wushen Cult were lying on the square.
"What a pervert!"
Tang Fei couldn't help but marvel, but what really shocked him were the disciples of the Witch God Sect.
The disciples of the Witch God Sect seemed to have no idea what death meant, and rushed towards Ye Qiu desperately. Even if they knew they were no match for Ye Qiu, they were not afraid.
Tang Fei felt cold in his heart.
"If this group of lunatics are not completely eliminated, once they leave the Miao border and enter society, I don't know how many people will be poisoned by them."
Tang Fei also had murderous intent in his eyes.
Another ten minutes passed.
There are more than a hundred disciples of the Wushen Cult left in the square.
They were not frightened by Ye Qiu's strength, and rushed towards Ye Qiu as always.
Ye Qiu took action without mercy.
If the emperor's sword cuts out, someone will surely die.
Cao Yuan's death filled his heart with endless grief and anger, and he had to vent it out.
This is a massacre.
Although Ye Qiu is only one person and the Wushen Sect has hundreds of disciples, Ye Qiu is like a harvester, constantly harvesting the lives of these Wushen Sect disciples.
There is more and more blood in the square.
In the end, the blood gathered together like a stream, which was shocking.
Another five minutes passed.
Except for Ye Qiu, there was no one alive in the square.
Hundreds of disciples of the Wushen Cult were all lying in a pool of blood, with corpses piled up like mountains.
Miraculously, after killing so many people with the imperial sword Chi Xiao, there was not even a trace of blood on the sword.
Clang!
The imperial sword returns to its sheath.
Ye Qiu walked up to Cao Yuan's body, his face turned pale little by little, and his vision gradually blurred.
Cao Yuan was lying on the ground, looking peaceful.
His hair is white on his temples and his green clothes are still the same.
Ye Qiu stared at Cao Yuan's body, with thousands of words in his heart. He opened and closed his mouth.
At this moment, he didn't know what to say.
Ye Qiu's heart was wrapped in tremendous grief.
Speechless and choked.
Ye Qiu just stood there, looking at Cao Yuan quietly, his body motionless.
"Shall we go there?" Tang Fei said in the woods.
Qilin shook his head and said, "Let Ye Qiu and Jiu Qiansui stay alone for a while!"
Tang Fei stopped talking.
Time passes minute by minute.
I don’t know how long it took, but a cool breeze came and swept across the square.
Ye Qiu's body seemed to be shaken by the wind.
He looked at Cao Yuan, opened his mouth, and let out a hoarse roar: "Ye Qiu, hello to the nine thousand years old!"
thump.
Ye Qiu knelt on the ground and bowed.
Boom, boom, boom!
He kowtowed three times in a row.
The kowtow is completed.
Ye Qiu stood up, squatted in front of Cao Yuan, and carefully inspected Cao Yuan's injuries.
Ye Qiu didn't let go of every wound.
Gradually, anger appeared in Ye Qiu's eyes.
There were countless wounds on Cao Yuan's body, many of them were bloody and bloody, and many of the wounds were still in vital parts. It was obvious that Cao Yuan had experienced a very brutal battle before he died in the battle.
"Based on the wounds on Jiu Qian Sui's body, we can tell that Jiu Qian Sui was under siege before he died in battle."
"Moreover, the people who besieged him are all masters."
"A great witch-god actually besieged a nine-thousand-year-old man, how shameless!"
Ye Qiu was so angry that he suddenly stood up and shouted: "Witch God, get out of here!"
