Chang Jiao said with a lewd smile: "Little girl, you are unlucky to run into us!"
"Don't resist, just surrender and let us brothers have a good time. I can let you live for two more days!"
A tall and strong man next to him chuckled and said: "Damn it, under the orders of the elders, I have been staying in this place where birds don't poop for a month, and I haven't seen any meat at all. I have to eat some meat today."
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The third disciple glanced at the tall man with disgust.
"You're too cruel, don't kill her!"
“I don’t know how long I’m going to stay here, but I still have to enjoy it!”
The tall and muscular man rubbed his hands, already impatient.
He chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I'm measured!"
"I was ordered by the elders to patrol here and not leave for a moment. That is, this little girl broke in on her own and let us take advantage."
"If you play her to death and you can't go out to kidnap her, then you will have to suffocate her to death. Don't worry!"
Listening to what they were saying, He Sixuan showed a look of despair on his face.
Falling into their hands is worse than death!
She shouted sternly: "I am a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect. If you treat me like this, if the Divine Sword Sect finds out, they will never forgive you!"
When the three of them heard this, they immediately looked at each other.
He Sixuan felt happy, thinking that they were afraid.
"Hurry up and let me go now. The Divine Sword Sect will not pursue this matter!"
Unexpectedly, the three of them burst out laughing.
"People from the Divine Sword Sect, that would be even better!"
"Haha, I, the Lingtian Sword Sect, have long disliked the Divine Sword Sect, and may one day destroy you all!"
"If you knock on the door now, we can just give the sect some relief from the hatred in our hearts!"
After saying that, he rushed forward.
He Sixuan was filled with despair, with tears in his eyes, and whispered softly: "Ye Xinghe, I'm sorry!"
After saying that, the giant knife in his hand was slashed towards him.
She would rather commit suicide than fall into the hands of these lewd thieves.
Unexpectedly, Na Changjiao had anticipated this scene.
He dodged forward, slapped the giant sword with one palm, and sent the giant sword flying away.
He laughed and said: "How can it be so easy if you want to die when you meet me?"
After saying that, he reached out and grabbed He Sixuan.
But then a cold voice came.
"Take your hand away, or I'll chop it up right now!"
In Changjiao, everyone was stunned.
Then he saw a tall young man skidding down from the flying boat and heading here quickly.
He was also wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect.
When these three Lingtian Sword Sect disciples saw it, their faces were filled with contempt.
In their eyes, the Divine Sword Sect is useless.
If an elder comes, he can make them fearful.
He is just an ordinary disciple, there is nothing to be afraid of!
Chang Jiao smiled darkly, ignored Ye Xinghe's words, and still reached out to grab He Sixuan.
Then the next moment, everyone felt their eyes flashing with flowers and blood.
Then, Chang Jiao let out a shrill scream, covering his wrists and retreating continuously.
His right hand has been cut off completely, and blood spurts out!
When he saw the visitor, He Sixuan was filled with surprise.
"Ye Xinghe, you are here!"
A look of guilt appeared on Ye Xinghe's face, and he took off his outer robe and put it on her body.
He took out a few more healing pills and handed them to her, saying softly: "I'm sorry, I'm late."
He Sixuan was on the verge of despair just now, but now she suddenly saw life, and her heart was filled with excitement and joy.
With a soft cry, she threw herself into his arms, held him and cried loudly, feeling endless grievances.
Ye Xinghe patted her back gently and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'll take care of everything!"
At this time, the disciples of the Lingtian Sword Sect looked at Ye Xinghe with a fierce look in their eyes.
The finished glyph surrounds the two of them.
Chang Jiao, the leader, gritted his teeth and his face was full of hatred.
"Boy, with your little strength, you still imitate other people's heroes to save beautiful women!"
Ye Xinghe looked at him and said lightly: "My strength seems to be pretty good. At least, I can hurt you."
Suddenly Chang Jiao's face turned red, and he said viciously: "It's just that I was unprepared and took advantage of the sneak attack. Do you really think you are very strong?"
Although he had his hand cut off by Ye Xinghe's sword just now, he didn't take it to heart very much.
In his opinion, it was because he was unprepared, so he was attacked by this kid and took advantage of him.
If you are on guard, he is not worth mentioning at all!
The tall and muscular man next to him said in a cold voice: "Among the three of us who are disciples of the Lingtian Sword Sect, although they are not very outstanding, one of them has reached the second level of the Martial God Realm, and two of them have reached the first level of the Five God Realm!"
"You are just a junior at the second level of the Martial God Realm. If you fight three people, are you our opponent?"
At this time, He Sixuan also said softly: "Junior brother, be careful, they are not weak!"
Ye Xinghe laughed and patted her hand.
"Don't worry, they are just chickens and dogs. They can be killed easily!"
Infuriated by his contemptuous attitude, Chang Jiao and the three of them went straight forward to kill him.
Ye Xinghe chuckled and moved forward.
Chang Jiao used his magical power to break the dragon's claw and grabbed his throat with one palm.
He had already thought about the scene after he grabbed this kid's throat.
He would crush his throat bones and shatter his spine.
Make him completely powerless to resist, but unable to die for a while, and then treat him well.
You have to let him wail for three days and three nights before dying, in order to relieve the hatred in his heart!
But the next moment, he suddenly noticed that in a flash before his eyes, the man had disappeared.
Then, there was severe pain in the back of my heart.
With a 'wow' sound, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body flew out, and all the bones in his body were shattered.
He fell to the ground like a dead dog and could only scream, unable to move.
It turned out that just at that moment, Ye Xinghe had passed him by the wrong person.
He came directly behind him and struck him with an elbow, hitting him in the back of the heart.
The power surged in, shaking his bones to pieces, and then he met the other two disciples with two palms.
"Boom Boom" combined his fists and palms, and the two people's arms were shattered by him, and then he slapped the Dantian with his palm, completely destroying their cultivation.
Ye Xinghe was like a dog thrown to death, and he was thrown next to Changjiao Ze.
The three of them were lying on the ground, their faces full of horror. All three of them were a little dazed and hadn't even come back to their senses.
"Why is this kid so strong? When did the Divine Sword Sect produce such a powerful and talented disciple?"
Ye Xinghe deliberately suppressed his strength, allowing his strength to reach the third level of the Martial God Realm.
After experiencing what happened before, he also thought a lot.
Everything should be low-key and done in moderation, and should not be too ostentatious to attract other people's attention.
But even so, he destroyed the cultivation of these three people and broke their hands and feet in the blink of an eye.
The reason why they were spared their lives was because Ye Xinghe still wanted to know what they were doing here.