Yu Lianxiong jumped up and directly faced the three Tieshan Sect elders. He was physically very strong and even punched the three Tieshan Sect elders several times, but was completely unharmed.
Although these three elders are all Intermediate Martial King, Yu Lianxiong has only just been promoted to Intermediate Martial King, so of course he is no match.
However, what Yu Lianxiong is currently practicing is the ancient holy art given by Ye Qinghuan, and with the assistance of the flame stone, his body is extremely powerful, comparable to special alloys, and even ordinary steel may not be as hard as his body when he exerts his full strength.
Yu Lianxiong stopped the three elders of Tieshan Sect, but Ye Qinghuan was very relaxed. His spiritual consciousness did not need to control the flying sword accurately at all, but just kept spinning in the air randomly to harvest the lives of these disciples.
Ye Qinghuan looked at this scene with cold eyes, his expression was calm, as if he was strolling in a leisurely garden.
A group of warriors were stunned. More than a dozen people had died under the flying sword, without any ability to resist.
This, this is too cruel and bloody. In fact, warriors are already considered indifferent. In their hearts, they look down on ordinary people.
But this Master Ye was so far behind, so cold and bloody, that so many people died under his flying sword.
Han Yu and the others were so frightened that their feet were paralyzed. This, this was too terrifying.
They are just a group of ordinary people. Although their families have some money and influence, they have done a lot of dirty things.
For example, this Han Yu once had the belly of a female college student, but this female college student was not an easy man. If she wanted to trap Han Yu, she would threaten him with her child.
Later, in a rage, Han Yu used his family's power to force the female college student to death.
Therefore, Han Yu is by no means a kind person. Even if he sees murder, he will not be as scared as ordinary people. However, this scene really made Han Yu weak in fear.
Too bloody.
Nothing can be seen, only white lights flashing continuously, each time taking away a person's life.
And that young man's expression was so calm.
This is simply a demon and a god of death!
"Han, Master Han, let's go quickly," a young man behind said tremblingly.
Everyone looked back and saw that the young man had been so frightened that he peed his pants.
However, Han Yu and the others did not laugh at him. At this time, who is in the mood to make fun of others? This scene is too terrifying.
"Let's go!" Han Yu shouted repeatedly.
Several people supported each other and ran outside, rolling and crawling.
All the warriors were watching the battle in the field, and no one noticed these people except Ye Qinghuan, but he had no intention of arguing with these ordinary people.
He just wants to destroy Tieshanmen quickly!
After running all the way, several people finally ran out of Shanhe Villa. When they ran out, Han Yu and others felt as if they had seen the light of day again.
Inside Shanhe Villa, it was like another world, a hell, which made them think they were almost dead!
"Han, Mr. Han, what should we do? Should we call the police?" The young man who peed his pants just now spoke again, and he asked breathlessly.
"Are you stupid? The people here are obviously not from the same world as us, and we cannot participate in the things involved. Call the police, are you worried that your life is too long?"
Another young man was still conscious and cursed angrily.
"He's right. Calling the police now is courting death. Let me tell you, today, we have never entered Shanhe Villa. You don't know anything. Forget everything you saw today." Han Yu nodded, with a trace of emotion on his face.
With a trace of fear, he looked at everyone and said.
"Otherwise, we may all die!"
After hearing Han Yu's words, several people no longer dared to mention the matter of calling the police.
Indeed, the scene they saw today was far beyond their understanding, and it was probably not something the police could handle.
If you meddle too much, you might get into some trouble.
They just hope that they will never meet that handsome young man again in their lives.
Ye Qinghuan's face was delicate and his expression was indifferent. He let the flying sword dance wildly, and all he saw was white light flashing, taking the lives of the Tieshan Sect disciples.
A group of warriors were horrified that they were dominating the Tieshan Gate in the southwest and allowed Ye Qinghuan to massacre their disciples.
It's just that they are a little confused. Where is Liu Qingfeng, the master of Tieshan Sect. If he doesn't take action, all the disciples of Tieshan Sect will die.
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared among the warriors watching the battle. He jumped up, turned into a black shadow, and suddenly struck Ye Qinghuan with a palm strike.
"Is this Liu Qingfeng?" someone exclaimed. Unexpectedly, Liu Qingfeng, the dignified sect leader of the Iron Mountain Sect and the high-ranking martial king, would actually be reduced to needing to use sneak attacks, or this method of sacrificing his own sect disciples.
Liu Qingfeng's eyes were solemn. He had been lurking among these warriors for a long time, carefully hiding his figure in order to kill them with one strike.
He believed that even if Ye Qinghuan's strength was still that of a high-level Martial King, he still wouldn't be able to react.
Just when Liu Qingfeng's palm was about to hit Ye Qinghuan, he suddenly turned around and punched out.
Liu Qingfeng's pupils shrank instantly. He could not imagine that Ye Qinghuan's reaction was so fast. How did he know that he had a sneak attack?
Ye Qinghuan's punch did not hit Liu Qingfeng's palm, but hit his chest. Liu Qingfeng's eyes narrowed, secretly thinking that this guy was going to hurt both himself and himself.
Thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning. In the end, Liu Qingfeng still didn't want to hurt Ye Qinghuan at the same time. He turned his body sideways in mid-air, then retracted his palm to resist Ye Qinghuan's punch.
Ye Qinghuan's body did not move, and Liu Qingfeng flew out upside down. His hands suddenly opened like a roc spreading its wings, and he landed lightly on the ground without any injuries.
A trace of regret flashed in Liu Qingfeng's eyes. He had sacrificed the life of such a disciple, and he had prepared a sneak attack for so long. He originally thought of a fatal blow, but he didn't get any benefits.
"Stop!" Liu Qingfeng fell to the ground and shouted, seeing that this flying sword had already slaughtered most of his Tieshan Sect disciples.
stop?
Ye Qinghuan sneered, the speed of Qingyu Jianjian suddenly accelerated, and those disciples had no resistance at all. Only Ziah was killed by Ye Qinghuan's flying sword in fear.
"Obstacle! I have lived for decades and have never seen a person as bloody and indifferent as you. If I don't kill you today, it will definitely be a big disaster!"
Liu Qingfeng was furious, his eyes could spit out fire, and he yelled through gritted teeth.
"Wait until you have this ability. You will die yourself. Why are you pretending to be a wolf with a big tail?" Ye Qinghuan shook his head and did not take Liu Qingfeng seriously at all.
"Boy, do you really think that you are invincible? Today, I will ask everyone in the world to eliminate evil and kill you, the sneering devil!" Liu Qingfeng spoke righteously and looked at Ye Qinghuan coldly.