It's over, the Shanhe Gate is over. Zhao Xifeng's face was pale, and everything in his heart was suddenly filled with despair. Several elders of the Shanhe Gate died tragically at the hands of this man in the blink of an eye.
How could he still resist on his own?
Ever since Ye Qinghuan was able to kill several of their elders in the blink of an eye just now, he had already understood that Ye Qinghuan had not tried his best before.
Seeing Ye Qinghuan's flying sword getting closer and closer, Zhao Xifeng had given up resistance. He had no chance of making a comeback, so he might as well die.
"don't want!"
At this moment, a deep voice sounded, shaking the valley, causing Zhao Xifeng to turn around suddenly.
Ye Qinghuan's consciousness had already sensed the arrival of the person. Naturally, he could not show mercy. The flying sword suddenly accelerated and stabbed directly at Zhao Xifeng.
After seeing the person coming, Zhao Xifeng's eyes suddenly burst into life, and his potential suddenly aroused. After all, he was a high-level martial arts king who had been promoted for many years, and he actually dodged Ye Qinghuan's fatal sword.
Ye Qinghuan's flying sword grazed Zhao Xifeng's body and only scratched a bloody mark on his shoulder.
This sword did not kill Zhao Xifeng, and Ye Qinghuan was no longer anxious. Killing him was just a casual thing, but someone came, and Ye Qinghuan became interested.
Ye Qinghuan turned around and saw that he was a middle-aged man with sharp edges and corners. His figure was not strong, but he was tall and straight, walking like a dragon and a tiger, and he had an aura of calmness and authority.
This person was not the only one who walked up to Shanhe Gate. There were also seven old men following him. Two of them were Tang Deyuan and Qin Feng whom Ye Qinghuan had met at Hu's house.
Obviously, this group of people are the people who have awakened from Yanhuang.
"You want to stop me?" Ye Qinghuan said with a slight frown.
Just as the leader of the middle-aged man was about to speak, Ye Qinghuan said first: "I want to talk nonsense with you, I just want to say one thing, I will kill him now, if you dare to do it, then there will be a fight to the death between you and me!
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"I am a person who has awakened from Yanhuang."
"My loyalty is to the country."
"Shanhe Sect is a sect that protects the country, although it has become somewhat distant from the country in recent years!"
"But, after all, he is the country-protecting sect of China, and he is the same as our Yanhuang Awakening!"
The middle-aged man was not angry. His body was straight and he just spoke in a calm tone. But that calm voice gave people an unquestionable feeling.
Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Zhao Xifeng's eyes suddenly lit up. He was saved. With this man here, the young man could no longer kill himself.
Even this young man will die here.
What a blessing! Zhao Xifeng's eyes suddenly shone with excitement. If this young man was killed, he would torture Liu Fangguo.
As for Su Jingyi, Zhao Xifeng was extremely disappointed. He regarded Su Jingyi as his granddaughter and trained her with all his heart. At the most critical moment, she actually disobeyed his orders.
Although Zhao Xifeng knew that this was because of Su Jingyi's innocence and kindness, he still couldn't accept it.
Only Liu Fangguo looked very embarrassed now. He never expected that reinforcements would suddenly come, and it was this man. This time, Zhao Xifeng would not die.
This means that his nightmare is about to begin!
"I don't care about the National Protector Sect, today, I will kill him!" Ye Qinghuan held the flying sword in his hand, and his long sword flashed white, as if bursts of sword energy were about to break through the sword.
"If you take action, we will fight until death!"
When Ye Qinghuan's cold voice came out, he had already taken action. He moved very quickly and stabbed Zhao Xifeng directly with his sword.
Ye Qinghuan's speed was so fast that Zhao Xifeng, who was already injured, was unable to dodge and watched helplessly as the sword stabbed him.
It doesn't matter, he can't kill him. Looking at the sword getting closer and closer, Zhao Xifeng comforted himself in his heart. He believed that the man could definitely stop this young man.
"Stab it."
Ye Qinghuan's long sword suddenly pierced Zhao Xifeng's body. The warrior's body was far stronger than that of ordinary people. What's more, Zhao Xifeng was a high-level martial king. When he was defending, his body was as strong as steel.
Unfortunately, in front of Ye Qinghuan's flying sword, Zhao Xifeng's body was like a thin piece of paper, which was scratched in an instant.
Zhao Xifeng's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it until he died. He was actually killed like this, and the man who was already invincible in his heart did not move even from the beginning to the end.
Ye Qinghuan's spiritual power attached to the flying sword, completely destroying Zhao Xifeng's body functions and losing his life almost in an instant.
When Zhao Xifeng's body fell to the ground, the entire square became quiet, and even the sound of breathing stopped. No one could believe that Zhao Xifeng actually died like this.
There are eight elders in Shanhe Sect and one sect master. This is the unfathomable strength of Shanhe Sect. Today, there is only one elder, Liu Fangguo, left.
Seeing Zhao Xifeng being completely killed by Ye Qinghuan, the middle-aged man's mouth twitched helplessly. He was once an arrogant young man.
He never expected that one day he would be threatened like this and he would not dare to take action.
He was not afraid of death, he was afraid of bringing trouble to the country, so he chose to stop like this.
"You are quite interesting." Ye Qinghuan looked at this middle-aged man, and he did not expect that this man could bear it.
This person is worthy of Ye Qinghuan's high look.
Of course, it's just a glance.
The middle-aged man smiled bitterly, was he praising himself? Should he be happy?
"Now you have killed the master of Shanhe Sect, and the elder of Shanhe Sect has also died in your hands. I am not here to settle accounts with you. I just want to talk to you."
The middle-aged man looked at Ye Qinghuan and said, this young man is even more arrogant and cold-blooded than when he was young.
"Wait until I kill another person." Ye Qinghuan said calmly.
The middle-aged man felt bitter and helpless. This Ye Qinghuan wanted to kill someone, so he had to propose it directly in front of him, but could he stop it?
He had already allowed Ye Qinghuan to kill Zhao Xifeng, and now he would suffer big losses if he tried to stop him.
"Lin Wei, find Hu Shuai's senior brother." Ye Qinghuan turned around and said.
Upon hearing this, a figure among the group of disciples was gradually retreating, trying to run inside.
Suddenly, Ye Qinghuan's flying sword flashed with a white light and shot into the crowd. Ye Qinghuan's flying sword immediately pierced the man's body. In the blink of an eye, Ye Qinghuan's flying sword had returned to his side.
"It's okay now." Mu Chen said again.
"And one more thing."
Ye Qinghuan said calmly, and then walked towards the beautiful figure in the square.
"No, you absolutely can't kill her!" The middle-aged man yelled and hurried over.
"Want to take action?" Ye Qinghuan said with a slight raise of his eyebrows.
"I don't want to fight with you, otherwise I won't tolerate it many times, but you will never kill him." The middle-aged man said hurriedly.
"Then get out of the way!"
The middle-aged man still wanted to answer, but he heard a clear voice, "Uncle Mu Chen, let him come over."