Although the Red Lotus Legion is powerful, Ye Qinghuan is going to destroy them today.
Now that Ye Qinghuan's consciousness has skyrocketed, the speed of the flying sword has also increased a lot. Even Ye Qinghuan dared to break through the Red Lotus Legion directly!
Stepping on the flying sword, Ye Qinghuan's consciousness had already covered thousands of meters, and all the fluctuations around him clearly appeared in his mind.
Suddenly, two figures appeared in Ye Qinghuan's consciousness. Judging from the fluctuations in their abilities and the speed at which they were traveling, there was no doubt that these two people were warriors.
Ye Qinghuan's face showed a touch of indifference, and with a small shadow, he fell from the flying sword.
Soon, the old man in black robe and the middle-aged man in Chinese tunic suit came forward and saw Ye Qinghuan.
"Stop, are you those two Chinese people? Are you from Jiuquan Pharmaceuticals?"
When there were still about ten meters away, the middle-aged man in Chinese tunic suit immediately scolded him coldly.
This place is close to the border area and is sparsely populated. It is impossible to see people with exquisite looks like Ye Qinghuan and Xiaoying, so the middle-aged man recognized Ye Qinghuan and the others immediately.
He spoke in Yue dialect, so naturally Xiaoying couldn't understand it, but Ye Qinghuan could understand it.
He has a strong ability to learn languages, and he can judge by the fluctuations of his spiritual consciousness.
"kill him!"
Now that he recognized the person opposite him, Ye Qinghuan stopped talking nonsense and gave instructions directly.
"Whoa!"
As the long sword was unsheathed, Xiaoying's eyes turned cold, and he immediately turned into a black shadow and started to kill those two people.
"As expected, it's you who are looking for death!"
The middle-aged man cursed angrily in Yue dialect and immediately gathered his inner strength.
I saw a ball of black energy appearing in the middle-aged man's palm, his figure leaping up like an eagle, and then a ball of black shadow suddenly flew towards Xiaoying.
Ye Qinghuan's eyes moved slightly. The attack methods of this middle-aged man were somewhat similar to those of the previous Yinhun Sect, which used evil energy to practice.
This kind of practice is very fast, and the attack power is also very high. The black air not only has a corrosive effect, but can also attack people's minds and souls.
Once infected, if you don't know how to get rid of it, it will easily leave consequences, hide in the body, and cause sudden death.
Fortunately, Xiaoying's body was very flexible, and she twisted to a strange degree and dodged immediately. The middle-aged man's eyes also narrowed slightly, and he didn't expect that this girl could actually avoid his attack.
"How is it possible for a Martial King-level warrior?"
The middle-aged man was immediately confused. He was already close to forty years old and was only at the junior level of the King of Martial Arts, while this little girl was only about twenty years old and was already at the level of the King of Martial Arts.
Xiaoying naturally didn't understand what the middle-aged man was talking about, and she didn't care. Her eyes froze slightly, and she already reached the middle-aged man's side with a single strike of her sword.
The middle-aged man panicked and quickly dodged. Xiaoying turned his sword and slashed at the middle-aged man's waist again.
Ye Qinghuan watched from the side, not worried at all. Although Xiaoying was only a junior Martial King, she practiced the Shadow Art, which was a truly advanced cultivation method.
Although it is still only the Qi refining period and cannot show much advantage, the real power of the cultivation method lies in the height it can reach in the future.
But at the same level, Xiaoying who practices Shadow Art is definitely stronger.
Sure enough, after dodging a killing move from the middle-aged man, Xiaoying shook his long sword, drew a sword flower from his wrist, and then struck the middle-aged man with his sword.
The middle-aged man's reaction was also very quick, and he retreated violently. However, Xiao Ying still slashed his shoulder with a sword, causing blood to drip from his body.
"Hmph, anyone who dares to hurt my witch god sect, I will definitely tear you apart!"
At this time, the hoarse voice of the old man in black robes rang out.
He looked much scarier than the middle-aged man. After snorting, the black energy on his body surged, and his whole person was hidden in the black energy.
It looks like a black shadow.
"die!"
The figure of the old man in black robe moved, and he immediately struck Xiaoying with a palm, carrying billowing black energy and appearing to be extremely powerful.
Xiaoying quickly drew his sword to block, but the old man in black robe was too strong. Xiaoying was immediately knocked back and his face became a little ugly.
The old man in black robe didn't pause at all, he quickly followed up and launched attacks one after another, causing Xiaoying to retreat step by step, and he could only defend with all his strength.
"Humph, you ignorant boy, you dare to interfere in the matters of our Witch God Sect, will you be great if you become a Chinese warrior in the future?"
The old man in black robe launched an attack at high speed while mocking him coldly in Yue Mandarin.
"Go to hell!"
The old man in black robe condensed his black energy and turned it into a punch. Like a cannon coming out of its barrel, billowing black energy swept out, trying to kill Xiaoying with one blow.
"boom!"
The confident punch of the old man in black robe suddenly seemed to be caught by a huge steel pliers, and he could no longer move forward.
In the horrified gaze of the old man in black robe, he saw that the young man who had just suddenly appeared between the two of them did not know when, and he easily caught the terrifying punch of the old man in black robe.
"Elder!"
The middle-aged man was recovering from a sword attack on his shoulder. When he saw this scene, he immediately shouted.
He was extremely surprised and couldn't imagine that someone could catch the elder's powerful punch so easily.
"You're right, it's amazing." Ye Qinghuan smiled lightly and looked at the old man in black robe.
Ye Qinghuan said this sentence in Yue dialect.
How is this possible? The face of the old man in black robe changed drastically. He couldn't believe that his punch was blocked like this. Moreover, the strength of this young man was simply terrifying, and he had no resistance at all.
"Stab it, sting it."
The black energy from the black-robed old man's body overflowed crazily and swept toward Ye Qinghuan. However, when it touched Ye Qinghuan, it made a "sizzling" sound, like a barbecue, and then turned into green smoke.
"This! How is it possible! Why are you immune to the black evil spirit!" The old man in black robe shouted in horror.
His body was trembling slightly, and the black evil aura was the ultimate killing move of their Witch God Sect. Even those who were stronger than them did not dare to ignore their black evil aura.
It's really scary that this young man is immune.
Ye Qinghuan's expression was indifferent. He was immune, naturally because of his aura, which had an innate restraint effect on such dark things.
Of course, the most important thing is that his strength completely crushed this black-robed old man.
"There is no need to worry about a dead person so much."
Ye Qinghuan smiled slightly, grabbed the black-robed old man's hand and shook it, a powerful spiritual energy broke through the body and went directly into the black-robed old man's heart. The violent spiritual power instantly strangled the black-robed old man's heart. A high-level martial arts king
That's all, there is no ability to resist in front of Ye Qinghuan.