"The man of God has finally come out, these people have to pay the price!" the older brother said excitedly.
The girl's eyes also trembled.
"superior!"
Wang Lang also saw Ye Qinghuan's impatience, and this time he didn't waste any time and attacked the gray-robed old man directly.
A dozen gangsters ran towards the gray-robed old man with steel pipes. If they hit him, they would lose at least half of their lives.
Everyone suddenly became nervous. Although they believed in the gods of the Dark Moon Sect, they still couldn't help but feel a little worried when they saw the old man was alone and weak and a group of gangsters were extremely vicious.
"snort!"
When Wang Lang and more than a dozen people rushed forward, the old man snorted coldly, and suddenly, a powerful aura bloomed, making people's hearts tremble.
"Bang bang bang!"
The old man in gray robe took action instantly, like lightning, extremely swift and fierce, completely different from his old and frail appearance.
Wang Lang and the others were no match at all. They were hit directly by the old man's punch and fell down the stairs, letting out bursts of screams.
Ye Qinghuan watched coldly. Under his gaze, he could see that the old man had injected balls of black energy into these people's bodies at the moment he took action.
If Ye Qinghuan didn't take action to treat him, the black energy would cause Wang Lang and others extreme pain within a few days.
Ye Qinghuan naturally doesn't care about the life and death of these gangsters.
"Boom!"
In just one minute, more than a dozen people were beaten by this gray-robed old man. He stood there, looking calm and calm, like a peerless master.
"Haha, I didn't care about life and death, and provoked the god of the Dark Moon Sect. This is the end!"
"The masters of the Dark Moon Sect are indeed gods. How can these young men be our opponents?"
These believers immediately shouted happily.
The elder brother was also very excited and shouted: "Sister, do you see, this is the master of the Dark Moon Sect. Looking at this skill, you know that the master is not a mortal. The Dark Moon Sect is really protected by the gods!"
My sister's face also changed. I didn't expect this master to be so powerful. It seems that the Dark Moon Sect is really powerful.
"Hmph, there is one more person. Come and die for violating our Dark Moon Cult!" The old man in gray robe snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with light.
Ye Qinghuan's face was calm and he walked up step by step.
"Seeking death!" The old man in gray robe saw Ye Qinghuan's expression and took action angrily, and immediately struck Ye Qinghuan with a palm.
"Snapped!"
A slap hit the man's face directly, and Ye Qinghuan's speed was like lightning.
"hiss--"
Everyone was stunned and couldn't believe that the master of the Dark Moon Sect was actually slapped by this person.
This is the god of the Dark Moon Sect.
"Brother, look at it, this guy is a master!" My sister shouted excitedly and stood up directly.
"He!" My brother looked embarrassed and said angrily, "He has caused a big trouble and will definitely die!"
"court death!"
The old man in gray robe was so angry that he immediately restrained himself and planned to attack Ye Qinghuan again.
"Boom!"
With a kick, the old man spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"This, how is this possible?"
Some believers cried out.
"You little beast, you are looking for death!"
The old man in gray robe got up again and stared at Ye Qinghuan, murderous intent emerging in his eyes.
In his hand, he suddenly took out a yellow talisman, then he muttered something in his mouth and moved a strange magic spell.
With a "boom" sound, the talisman actually burned on its own, and looked extremely magical in the old man's hands.
"The man of God is angry and is going to show his true strength!"
"Yes, this man is going to suffer. He is no match for the master!"
These believers shouted one after another.
"Pro!"
The talisman flew out and created a fireball, burning with blazing flames, like a bolt of lightning striking Ye Qinghuan.
Everyone exclaimed and was shocked, this is the method of a man of God.
"Snapped!"
Ye Qinghuan waved his hand and swatted away the fireball easily.
The gray old man's pupils suddenly shrank.
"Who are you? Do you dare to come to our Dark Moon Sect to cause trouble just because you have some skills?" the gray-robed old man said solemnly.
Staring at Ye Qinghuan, I felt a little apprehensive.
"It's you! Why are you here!" At this time, a surprised voice sounded. A woman ran out from the Dark Moon Sect's temple, stared at Ye Qinghuan and shouted sharply.
"You are the man who was saved by my daughter. How dare you come here to go against the gods of the Dark Moon Sect and seek death?"
"Do you know him?" the old man in gray robe frowned.
Huo Shuang'er's mother's expression changed, and she quickly said in a low voice: "Master, he was injured before, but my daughter saved him."
"Then let him leave!" the gray old man said.
"Master, don't you teach him a lesson? Don't worry, you don't have to give me face." Huo Shuang'er's mother said quickly.
"Let him leave!" the old man in gray robe said solemnly.
"Did you hear that? Master told me to leave quickly!" Huo Shuang'er's mother stared at Ye Qinghuan and said with a frown, "This time it was God who was in a good mood that gave him a chance to save his life. Otherwise, you would have died long ago!"
Ye Qinghuan looked cold. He wanted to repay Huo Shuang'er's kindness and do one thing for her, which was to destroy the Dark Moon Sect and let her mother go back. How could he leave.
"I'll show you these - so-called masters!"
Ye Qinghuan stepped forward with a cold expression.
"Is there no one in the Dark Moon Sect? If you take one more step, I will kill you!" the gray old man shouted sternly.
"Elder, we are here!"
At this time, a dozen people in robes ran out and shouted loudly.
Among the dozen or so huge temples behind him, people were running out one after another to support the gray-robed old man.
"The guards of the Dark Moon Sect are dispatched, he will definitely die!"
"He dares to come to the Dark Moon Sect and act recklessly because he has some skills. This person's death will not be a pity!"
Everyone sneered.
"Okay, seek death yourself, kill him for me!" The old man in gray robe gave the order, and immediately, dozens of guards from the Dark Moon Sect rushed up to surround Ye Qinghuan.
"kill!"
These guards turned out to be warriors. Without any hesitation, they attacked Ye Qinghuan directly.
"I let you go a long time ago. You are seeking death. You insist on making enemies of the masters!"
Huo Shuang'er's mother murmured.
"You smell like blood."
Ye Qinghuan was extremely indifferent, and with a flick of his consciousness, a Xuanyan Sword appeared in his hand.
"I like the taste of blood."
Ye Qinghuan's Xuan Yan Sword moved, truly as fast as lightning, easily harvesting the lives of these guards.
Blood can nourish his blood-killing beads.
The blood-killing bead is his most important trump card.
If he wants to explode with more powerful strength, he needs to repair the blood-slaying bead, and killing is the best way to repair the blood-slaying bead.
Moreover, the techniques these people practice are somewhat different. They need to absorb blood to practice.
Now, they are just the right tools for Ye Qinghuan to repair the blood-killing beads!