When the old man and others saw that Ye Shaohan actually suppressed Jue Wu's sword intent, their expressions changed. This Jue Wu sword was something that their ### clan could not afford to lose. This was related to the future of the ### clan.
Holding the sword, a killing intent spread over the sword in vain, going straight into Ye Shaohan's soul.
Endless killing intent filled the depths of Ye Shaohan's soul, followed by a flood of images, extremely scarlet images, and massacres one after another.
Even though Ye Shaohan had tens of thousands of lives on his hands, there was still a look of surprise in his eyes when he faced these scenes of massacre.
The owner of this sword actually killed millions of people, including hundreds of Lingzong realm warriors.
"Killing intention is always dominated by people. Killing intention can never control people, but people control killing intention!" Ye Shaohan murmured softly, and the killing intention in his heart also exploded.
Ye Shaohan's state of mind remained calm as the two murderous intents clashed. Finally, the murderous intent on the sword disappeared, and the surrounding scenes also dissipated.
Raising his head, the sky full of fallen flower petals appeared in front of Ye Shaohan's eyes. Looking at Jun Moge and others flying in the distance, Ye Shaohan smiled lightly: "Thank you for your hard work, everyone!"
The scarlet sword in his hand no longer vibrated. Ye Shaohan touched the ground with his feet, and his figure shot out in vain, turning into a stream of light and plundering the sky.
Looking at the disappearing light, the warriors in the valley were ready to make a move. It was obvious that they were also planning on using swords.
Especially Lu Gaoxiong and the other three, their eyes moved slightly. Whether it was the ### clan or the Sword Temple in the valley, they couldn't afford to offend either of them. If it was that young man, then the three of them would have nothing to worry about.
The figure also turned into a stream of light, and Lu Gaoxiong and three others followed closely behind Ye Shaohan.
Those warriors who thought they were good at cultivation also set out for a while, and countless warriors followed Ye Shaohan.
In the Valley of Fallen Flowers, Jun Moge saw that Ye Shaohan succeeded in taking the sword, so he had no intention of fighting. The seven of them swung the last sword with great tacit understanding.
The sword shadows gathered together and struck down at the three old men in the air. At this moment, the old man seemed to have murderous intent in his heart. He no longer cared about the identities of Jun Moge and others. He lifted up the sword and directly broke through the sword shadows. His sword energy
Shoot out.
Bang bang! The sword energy penetrated the shoulders of Jun Moge and several others, and blood spurted out. With the force of the recoil, the seven figures quickly jumped onto the griffin in the void.
On top of the griffons, Jun Moge and the others were extremely pale. It was obvious that they had been severely damaged by the last sword attack. Looking coldly at the old man shooting from below, Jun Moge shouted coldly: "Retreat!
The huge griffin waved its huge wings, and the griffin soared into the sky.
"It's business to have no war sword!" The old man did not continue to pursue Jun Moge and others, but chased in the direction Ye Shaohan left.
"The Jue Wu Zhan Sword is contaminated with the aura of the ### clan. With the aura of the ### clan, it is not difficult to find the young man!" Although the sword was taken away, there was no panic on the faces of the three old men.
The speed of the three people was extremely fast. In just a blink of an eye, their figures disappeared into the sky. For a moment, the warriors outside the valley looked at each other in confusion.
Among the crowd, the figures of Wu Ling and others who had disappeared reappeared. Looking at the three leaving figures with a slightly worried look, Wu Ling murmured softly: "Go to the stronghold!"
Before the words could be finished, the figures of Wu Ling and others dissipated like the breeze.
On top of the griffons, the auras of Jun Moge and others were extremely unstable, and their faces were still pale. Jun Moge closed his eyes tightly, and his powerful soul spread out. When he noticed that aura, Jun Moge raised the corner of his mouth.
Sneered, "You're actually playing tricks on me!"
"Northwest!" Jun Moge whispered, and his griffon immediately turned around and chased towards the northwest.
"Senior Brother Jun, that boy didn't go to the promised place!" A young man said. Hearing this, Jun Moge smiled lightly and said, "He can't escape and treats us as free thugs. I like this boy!"
The white snow was flying, and Ye Shaohan was like a breeze, shuttling through the white snow. The flames of reincarnation came out in vain, flowing around Ye Shaohan's body.
The aura that Jun Moge left on Ye Shaohan was immediately wiped away. At the same time, above the griffon, Jun Moge's expression suddenly changed, and his smile froze in vain.
Sensing something strange about Jun Moge, the young man from before couldn't help but wonder: "Senior brother, what's wrong!"
"That kid actually wiped away my breath!" Jun Moge's face was extremely solemn. He stepped on his feet suddenly, and the griffon beneath him immediately roared, and its huge body shot out.
The solitary peak passed by beneath his feet. Ye Shaohan had one hand on his back. With his strength, he could naturally detect the overwhelming aura coming from behind.
"Three spirit sect realm auras, dozens of spirit emperor realm auras!" In just a moment, Ye Shaohan noticed the strength of those people, "People die for wealth, birds die for food, these people dare to take risks!"
Suddenly, Ye Shaohan couldn't help but trembled, and an inexplicable killing intent surged out of the sword in his hand again.
This murderous intention hovered in Ye Shaohan's heart. He lowered his head, looked at the sword in his hand, and murmured softly: "Do you want to control me?"
"Remember, I control the killing intent, you are just the sword!" Ye Shaohan said calmly, and a terrifying pressure burst out, suppressing the sword.
"Although the murderous intention on the sword has been suppressed, there is still a ray of murderous intention hovering deep in my soul. If this ray of murderous intention is not erased, it will definitely have an impact on my future practice!" Ye Shaohan stopped and said
He turned around in vain and stared at the endless void behind him.
The wind and snow swirled around Ye Shaohan in vain. In Ye Shaohan's dark eyes, his murderous intention flashed past, "Then let's wave this murderous intention out!"
As if feeling the murderous intention in Ye Shaohan's heart, the Juewu War Sword vibrated slightly, and its scarlet sword light flashed with red light, which was a bloodthirsty light.
"No matter who the three of you are, since you are following, you must be prepared to be killed. Isn't this the nature of this world?" Looking up, Ye Shaohan looked into the void, which could not be blocked by the wind and snow.
Ye Shaohan's gaze.
Ye Shaohan's whole aura was completely integrated into this world, without distinguishing between them.
Lu Gaoxiong and the others were originally following Ye Shaohan, but at this moment, they found that they and others suddenly couldn't feel Ye Shaohan's aura.
Although doubtful in their hearts, the three of them continued to leap forward. They were bound to get that sword.
"That boy's cultivation should be at the Lingzong level, but if the three of us join forces, suppressing that boy will not be a problem!" Lu Kaoxiong said in a low voice.
Hearing this, the other two people nodded. Just kill the kid quickly and leave, otherwise the guys from the Sword Temple will come.
Suddenly, one of the Lingzong realm warriors was shaken. In the white wind and snow, he saw a brilliant sword light.
A dazzling sword light emerged from the wind and snow, flashing across the sky.
The gaze of this Lingzong realm warrior also became distracted as the sword light dissipated, and a striking sword mark emerged on his neck.
The terrifying sword intent entered his body, and its sword intent directly destroyed his soul and shattered it.
This sword light appeared silently and disappeared silently.
The speed was clearly reflected in this sword light. Lu Kaoxiong and another Lingzong realm warrior suddenly felt something was wrong and looked at their companions beside them.
However, at this glance, his eyes instantly became dull, and scarlet blood spurted out from the sword mark on the corpse's neck.
Under the noses of himself and others, they silently killed Lingzong realm warriors? At this moment, Lu Gaoxiong and the others felt fear for no reason.
Being able to do so silently obviously means that the other party's cultivation level is not only better than our own, but also that the other party is proficient in the art of assassination.
"Retreat!" Although he was afraid in his heart, Lu Kaoxiong still kept his clothes calm and composed.
Hearing this, another Lingzong realm warrior immediately retreated towards the way he came, however, he found that Lu Kaoxiong was motionless.
"At this time, whoever moves first will be greeted by death!" Lu Kaoxiong firmly believes this, which is why he said to evacuate but did not leave.
Whoosh! The sharp sound of breaking wind resounded from behind Lu Kaoxiong. Hearing the sound of breaking wind, Lu Kaoxiong secretly let out a breath, kicked off his feet, and immediately ran forward.
"Life and death are eternal!" A plain voice echoed in Lu Kaoxiong's ears in vain.
His figure couldn't help but stagnate, and at the same time, a brilliant sword light appeared in Lu Kaoxiong's eyes.
At this moment, Lu Kaoxiong realized that his guess was wrong, and the spiritual energy in his body began to circulate crazily, trying to break the stiffness of his body.
Ye Shaohan is now a level 3 warrior of the Ling Sect, and his supernatural powers of reincarnation are becoming more and more terrifying. The surrounding space and time, as well as Lu Kaoxiong, seem to be frozen in place.
Swords flashed, blood flew, and another corpse appeared in the void.
The Lingzong realm warrior who had left earlier looked at this scene in horror, breaking into a cold sweat, "Thankfully, that old man Lu Kaoxiong is smart, otherwise, I would be the one left there!"
Hiss! Just like the hiss of air friction, the Lingzong realm warrior shuddered and suddenly felt that the temperature around him suddenly increased a lot.
A mysterious purple flame emerged from his back in vain, and instantly turned into a sea of fire, drowning his figure.
In just a moment, without even screaming, the Lingzong realm warrior turned into ashes. Seeing this, Ye Shaohan looked down at the Qilin Ring in his hand and whispered: "Xiao Huo, you are stronger than you have been in a few months.
Quite a few!”
The power of the souls of the three dead Lingzong realm warriors spread out, turned into white energy, and jumped into the Qilin Ring.
At the same time, Huo Qilin's voice rang in Ye Shaohan's ears: "In the past few months, no less than ten Lingzong realm warriors have died in your hands. The power of the souls of these people after death is a great supplement to me!"
Feeling the strong aura in Huo Qilin's body, Ye Shaohan knew that Huo Qilin's soul had recovered a lot.
"I've always been curious about what stage of strength you were in before you died?" Ye Shaohan whispered.
The remnant soul alone has such terrifying strength, so in its heyday, the strength of the Fire Qilin must be no less than the Spirit Master Realm. This is Ye Shaohan's guess.