Chapter 233 The intention to conceal the murder from heaven
The tone was light, but the murderous intent in the words was as biting as the cold wind blowing in the cold winter. All Xuantian Sect disciples felt a chill from their hearts, but there were still a few disciples who were yelling at Ye Shaohan.
The sky is thick and the earth is thick.
Mo Binming always suppressed the anger in his heart. When he saw Ye Shaohan opening and closing his mouth to wash Xuantian with blood, how could the power of a sect allow Ye Shaohan to slander him like this? He couldn't help but snorted several times, took a step forward, pointed at Ye Shaohan, and shouted: "Boy,
Who are you to ask your master to come out, why would he go back on your word!"
Looking at Mo Binming who was always screaming wildly, Ye Shaohan couldn't help but reveal a trace of doubt in his eyes, and said lightly: "Who are you!"
The look in his eyes like a god looking down at an ant undoubtedly made Mo Binming feel angry. However, he was the master of a sect after all. He suppressed the anger in his heart. Mo Binming slowly flicked his right hand forward, and the breeze blew up, sweeping up the sky.
Standing on the flying dust, Mo Binming said lightly: "I am Xuantian Sect Master, who are you!"
Hey, it turns out that this old man is the Xuantian Sect Master. Ye Shaohan's pupils narrowed slightly, and he moved his gaze from the old man behind Mo Binming and landed on Mo Binming. The calm look in his eyes made Mo Binming feel palpitations.
Looking at the swordsman below, Ye Shaohan said casually: "Ye Shaohan!"
The whole audience gasped again. It was obvious that all the disciples of Xuantian Sect had heard of Ye Shaohan's name. Mo Binming's face could not help but become solemn, and he looked at Ye Shaohan's unusually handsome face in shock.
A few days ago, the news that Ye Shaohan killed the Five Spirit Emperor warriors with one sword had already spread. After some people added fuel to the fire, Ye Shaohan's image became even more impressive.
The old man who had never said a word also took a step forward, jumped in front of Mo Binming, and shouted to Ye Shaohan: "Young man, don't be too ruthless in doing things!"
Waving his hands, Ye Shaohan looked at the old man indifferently, a smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "A few days ago, when you united with other sects to besiege the Ye family, didn't you just stop? Haha, the law of the jungle is so weak.
Bai’s principles don’t need to be taught by you. The second-level Spirit Emperor realm is pretty good, but can you stop the Ye family’s revenge? Haha.”
As Ye Shaohan finished speaking, the atmosphere in the sky suddenly became tense.
The old man obviously did not expect that Ye Shaohan would be so arrogant and couldn't help but snorted several times. However, at this moment, a white light flashed between the sky and the earth, and two screams sounded in the void. The two Xuantian Sect Spirit Emperors who were originally floating in the air
At this moment, the strong martial artist fell to the ground helplessly. A long sword emerged from his right hand, gently stirring the blood at the tip of the sword.
Ye Shaohan said calmly: "It's time to start!"
"Kill without mercy!"
Shaking his head and smiling, Ye Shaohan's face suddenly turned cold, he clenched his hands suddenly, and a majestic and terrifying aura surged out of his body!
The plain voice resounded in the sky like the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder. The Ye Family Army below Ye Shaohan all let out a low roar, and turned into a stream of light and jumped towards the disciples of Xuantian Sect. Under the entire void, Xuantian shot out everywhere.
The screams of the disciples.
The tragic scene of the Ye family a few days ago has always been imprinted in the depths of Ye Jiajun's mind. They can't forget the scene of the tragic death of their companions, and all this was brought about by these people in front of them. There is no mercy at all, and they are all sure to kill.
They used their blood and lives to comfort their lost comrades. In an instant, the Ye family army became like a killing machine.
Xuantian Sect disciples are undoubtedly inferior to Ye Jiajun in terms of sword skills and cultivation. At this moment, Ye Jiajun is as fierce as a wolf among sheep, without any sympathy.
In this world where people cannibalize people, only strength is king. Blood splattered from the sword, and a hell-like scene gradually emerged. The murderous intention did not decrease with the death of those Xuantian Sect disciples, but instead stimulated Ye Jiajun even more
.
Ye Jiajun slaughtered Xuantian Sect disciples almost like crazy, each one was like a god of murder, mercilessly harvesting cheap lives.
Seeing their former disciples being massacred by the Ye family's army, everyone in the Xuantian Sect above the void let out a roar.
The two Spirit King Realm warriors flashed and shot toward the ground like rainbows. However, three elders from the Ye family behind Ye Shaohan jumped out and stopped them.
Ye Shaohan faced Mo Binming alone. He glanced at the picture below and said calmly: "Let's do it!"
The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the wind from his lips stirred up the floating blood, bringing with it a cold and murderous intent. Both Mo Binming and the old man had blood-red eyes, and they pulled out the giant swords behind them and slashed them towards Ye Shaohan.
Two dazzling sword shadows extended out from the sword, and the high-pitched sword sounds turned into waves of sound and swept towards Ye Shaohan.
A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. The simultaneous resistance against the attacks of two Spirit King Realm warriors did not make Ye Shaohan fearful at all. Instead, it aroused the fighting spirit in Ye Shaohan's heart. He took a step back with his right foot, and a wave of air spread around him.
He left, and then quickly pointed out with a finger, and the same sword shadow extended from Ye Shaohan's fingertips.
Wind God Finger! The sword energy merged into a giant sword. Ye Shaohan's body slightly bent, and then his left finger danced, and the shadows of the three swords turned into a rainbow and collided together.
Immediately, a series of terrifying and abnormal energy explosions and ripples of energy resounded and emerged in the sky.
The space then vibrated, and it looked like it was being distorted from a distance. Even though it was at the center of the explosion, the energy wave could not shake Ye Shaohan's figure at all, and he just stood there quietly.
On the other hand, Mo Binming, the leader of the Xuantian Sect, retreated tens of meters in an extremely embarrassed state, with a trace of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Ye Shaohan with fearful eyes.
He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the two embarrassed figures. Ye Shaohan raised a dangerous arc in the corner of his mouth and murmured softly: "It's time for the game to begin!"
Ye Shaohan always sneered, quietly feeling the oppression of death.
In the eyes of Xuantian Sect leader Mo Binming and the old man, this was a life and death struggle, but in Ye Shaohan's eyes, this was just a hunting game.
"Shu Zi! Looking for death!" The old man shouted, holding a giant sword in his hand, taking a few steps in the air, and suddenly slashed towards Ye Shaohan.
Ye Shaolian laughed a few times, and the light Yukai giant sword appeared above Mo Binming like a ghost. He waved his right hand and dropped one finger towards Mo Binming. It was still the Feng Shen finger.
Countless sword sounds followed. At this moment, with one finger, the heaven and earth roared, and the entire world rippled. The thin finger descended crazily, and the sword energy formed a huge sword of Gangfeng, extending out from the fingertips.
With one finger, a huge pressure formed. A horrified look appeared on Mo Binming's face, and his body stagnateed. The force oppressed him, giving him a suffocating feeling.
"How is it possible? How can your strength be so terrifying? No, I don't believe it!"
Mo Binming was only a first-level Spirit Emperor realm warrior, and he could barely resist the pressure generated by Ye Shaohan's finger and the huge force coming from around him.
At this moment, even as the leader of a sect, Mo Binming couldn't help but show a hint of fear in his eyes. He couldn't accept this finger!
The fingertips descended, whistling, and landed on Mo Binming's body in his desperate eyes. The thin figure suddenly collapsed. The sword energy surrounded Ye Shaohan's fingertips, drowning Mo Binming in an instant.
His figure was like a blade of wind. Mo Binming turned into countless pieces of meat and fell in all directions without even screaming. With a flick of his right hand, the blood energy dissipated.
The Xuantian Sect disciples all looked at the scene in the sky in horror. The leader of the sect was so helpless that he died under Ye Shaohan's finger after just one encounter.
Ye Shaohan's figure flashed, jumping out of the torrent of sword energy around him, holding the Qilin Sword in one hand, and like a ghost, he stuck to the several Spirit Emperor Realm warriors who were beating with the elders of the Ye family. Without any regard for the master's demeanor, the Qilin Sword with cold light moved extremely fast.
It streaked across the necks of several Spirit King Realm warriors.
Blood spurted out like a fountain, and the two headless corpses fell weakly downwards. Ye Shaohan slightly glanced at the horrified old man in the distance, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. This was just the beginning!
A huge sword shadow slowly extended from the Qilin Sword. As Ye Shaohan's figure kept flying, the giant shadow gradually enveloped half of the void. Ye Shaohan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, stepped on his feet, struck down with a sword, and shouted
: "Zhanfeng!"
The giant sword above the void suddenly turned into nine sword shadows, and the nine sword shadows merged into one again. The sound of the sword continued, and the swords blasted around like a violent storm and fell towards the old man.
The old man's face was solemn. Even though he had already placed Ye Shaohan as an opponent on the same level as himself, at this moment he realized that he was too wrong.
The gap between him and Ye Shaohan was not as big as usual. He jumped back in shock, his giant sword flying wildly. In the short few breaths he stepped back, the old man's spiritual energy surged and condensed into a blue line in front of him.
A solid shield, in the hands of the old man. As soon as the shield was formed, it burst out with astonishing power. The origin of water. This shield contained the old man's understanding of the origin of water. It was also one of the old man's strongest defenses.
However, in an instant, the giant sword struck down the shield with a loud bang, a continuous loud noise shook the void, and the ripples of space spread out in all directions without any scruples. The shield instantly turned into countless light spots and dispersed in all directions.
However, the old man took advantage of this and jumped back dozens of steps. This was the moment Ye Shaohan was waiting for. It was finally time to verify the sword. In an instant, endless murderous intent burst out from Ye Shaohan's body.
Whoosh! The figure disappeared like a rainbow, and a dazzling white light flashed between the sky and the earth. The old man looked at Ye Shaohan in disbelief, and covered his neck in horror. A large amount of blood gurgled out from the palm of his hand covering his throat. There was a bullet on his neck.
His head suddenly tilted to one side and slipped out of his shoulders, and his upright body fell weakly downwards like a kite with its string broken.
Looking at the trace of blood on the tip of the Qilin Sword, Ye Shaohan frowned slightly and murmured softly: "The foundation of Yu is still based on speed. The only sword skill in the world is fast, but it contains momentum and killing intent!"