Chapter 865: The first level of mad thunder breaking ten thousand methods!
Chapter 865 Crazy thunder breaks the first level of all laws!
Qing Yunhong's face was full of sarcasm, he looked at Ye Xinghe and wanted to kill him again with his sword.
However, the corner of Ye Xinghe's mouth evoked a sneer: "Do you think this is the end?"
As soon as he finished speaking, another cyan lightning struck from the sky!
Boom!
The first level of Crazy Thunder Breaking Ten Thousand Techniques, a total of ten lightning strikes!
This is the second way!
Qing Yunhong's face turned pale for an instant, and a trace of despair appeared in his eyes.
In a hurry, he could only raise his sword and resist again.
boom!
Under the second lightning strike, the third-grade treasure weapon was blown into pieces!
The third one falls again!
Qingyun Hong was completely burnt to death and could not move!
The fourth lane, the fifth lane...
Lightning flashes fell one after another, one after another faster than the last!
When the tenth thunderbolt fell, there was only a large pit several meters deep on the ground!
In the deep pit, there was a charred black place, and Qing Yunhong's corpse had been blasted into powder!
There is no scum left!
Both body and soul are destroyed!
At this time, everyone onlookers looked shocked and stood on the spot.
It took a while before someone came back to his senses and shouted.
"Master Qing, he was killed by lightning!"
"This kid has inherited the legacy of the Qing Emperor's former residence. His strength is terrifying!"
"All the strongest men in Qingxuan City died in his hands. No one in our Qingxuan City can compete with him!"
While everyone was talking, their eyes showed fear.
No matter who it was, when they looked at Ye Xinghe, their eyes were filled with awe.
Ye Xinghe stood on the spot, took a deep breath, and smiled bitterly to himself: "This sword is indeed powerful!"
"It's several times better than Qing Emperor's quest for longevity!"
"However, the consumption was too great, and all my divine power was drained away with one sword!"
He shook his head slightly, "If I want to be completely proficient in using this technique, I have to continue to work hard."
Ye Xinghe took a short rest, slowly raised his head, and looked at the people in the distance.
He looked around with cold eyes and said loudly: "The old dog of the Qing family has been killed by me!"
"Whoever is still unconvinced? Feel free to stand up!"
As he spoke, the sword in his hand pointed directly at everyone.
The group of people all looked frightened and took several steps back.
Everyone dared not breathe, and remained as silent as a cicada.
Seeing that no one dared to resist anymore, Ye Xinghe slowly withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked to Qingnu's side.
"Senior Brother Qingnu, how are you?"
At this time, Qing Nu's wounds were no longer bleeding, but his face was still a little pale.
He shook his head and forced a smile and said: "It's not serious, but it may take a few days to recuperate."
"Junior Brother Ye, judging from your sword moves just now, you should have inherited the Qing Emperor's legacy."
Ye Xinghe frowned slightly and helped him up, "Senior Brother Qingnu, don't talk about this now, let's go out."
Afterwards, Ye Xinghe supported Qingnu and walked outside the inner city.
Everyone retreated continuously, and no one dared to stop him.
But when he walked to the door, suddenly a figure rushed out from the crowd.
The man made a 'pop' sound, knelt down on the ground, and shouted loudly: "Young Master! I have been waiting for this day!"
Ye Xinghe and both of them frowned and looked away.
The person who shouted was none other than the old housekeeper from before, Uncle Yin.
Uncle Yin knelt in front of the two of them and kowtowed repeatedly.
"Young Master, this old slave endured the humiliation and hid himself for many years just to wait for the Young Master to come back."
"When my master was killed, your qualification to succeed the head of the family was also deprived!"
"Now that the old thief Qing Yunhong is dead, I still ask the young master to sit as the head of the house and take charge of the overall situation!"
Qing Nu was stunned for a moment, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know how to answer.
At this moment, a group of black-clad guards walked out of the crowd and fell to their knees.
"Please also ask the young master to come back and take charge of the overall situation!"
After thinking for a moment, Qingnu came back to his senses and shook his head gently: "I am now the sword slave of Yaoguang Peak. Without the master's order, I cannot regain my freedom."
Ye Xinghe heard the words and chuckled: "Senior Brother Qingnu, what you said is wrong."
"I think the Peak Master does not regard you as a sword slave, but as a disciple."
"If you can regain control of the Qing Family, the Peak Master will definitely be very happy."
Qingnu looked hesitant and refused to answer.
But Uncle Yin burst into tears and shouted: "Young Master, if you are unwilling to take charge of the family!"
"Our Qing family will be destroyed in one day!"
Qing Nu became more and more troubled and remained silent.
Seeing this, Ye Xinghe took out a jade talisman and said, "Senior Brother Qingnu, I have a jade talisman here that can send a message to the peak master."
"Look, how about I report it to the Peak Master and let her make a decision?"