Hearing this cold voice, Jiang Mufeng and the four worshipers trembled.
"Zuoqiu!"
I saw a figure walking out, it was Zuoqiu who had escaped before.
The pupils of the four worshippers suddenly shrank. Zuoqiu, who was originally seriously injured and fled, seemed to be completely healed from his injuries, and he looked even stronger.
"Zuoqiu, I didn't expect you to dare to come back. Do you just want to deal with the four of us?" The bald warrior stared at Zuoqiu coldly.
He is also a junior Martial King, facing Zuoqiu, he is not afraid!
"Humph, Zuoqiu, do you still dare to come back just because you are a junior martial artist? We also have a junior martial arts king and our three senior martial arts masters to help out. Even if you are healed from your injuries, it will be easy to kill you!"
"Yes, you are seeking your own death, but you can't blame us!"
The other three worshippers also stared at Zuoqiu coldly and sneered.
"Wait a minute!" Jiang Mufeng suddenly shouted.
"What are you doing? Are you soft-hearted?"
Jiang Mufeng ignored them, stared at Zuoqiu, and asked with low eyes: "Zuoqiu, where is Jiang Xue?"
"Hmph, why are you asking even though you know the truth? The head of the Jiang Xue family has already been killed by them, why are you still talking nonsense!" Zuo Qiu said coldly.
"What, kill!"
Jiang Mufeng's face instantly turned pale, as if he had lost all color in an instant, and he suddenly collapsed on his seat.
"Impossible, we didn't kill her at all, we didn't see her!" At this time, the bald warrior of the Junior Martial King shouted.
Jiang Mufeng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Okay, Zuoqiu, hand over Jiang Xue and I will spare your life." Jiang Mufeng said, feeling that his back was already soaked.
"What, you still want to let him go, Jiang Mufeng, what exactly do you want to do?" the bald warrior said angrily.
"Shut up, do you want to die? Now that Ye Qinghuan is still alive, no one knows when this devil will come to the Jiang family. As long as Jiang Xue is found, we will have capital in our hands and we can survive in his hands!"
Jiang Mufeng slammed the table suddenly and shouted sharply.
Anger ignited in his eyes, and fear kept flashing through him. Thinking of Ye Qinghuan's methods, he was a little horrified.
The four worshipers were also shocked and stopped talking.
"Tell me, where is Jiang Xue now?" Jiang Mufeng seemed to be crazy!
"I don't know Jiang Xue's whereabouts, but you guys won't survive." Zuo Qiu shook his head lightly.
"You fart, you are seeking death!" The bald warrior was furious, and his inner strength suddenly gathered, and his murderous intent surged.
"stare!"
The sound of footsteps came, and a figure finally walked out slowly.
The black robe swayed, and the red trim looked like blood, a cold and bloody killing intent, which was shocking.
"Ye, Ye Qinghuan!"
Jiang Mufeng's eyes widened and he screamed in horror.
Ye Qinghuan!
The bald warrior and the other three worshipers suddenly trembled in their hearts. This devil was here.
No wonder Zuoqiu's injury healed so quickly. Ye Qinghuan was a genius alchemist.
"Ye, Senior Ye, I was wrong. Please let me go. Baldhead asked us to do it all. He is a King of Martial Arts warrior. There is nothing we can do!"
At this time, a senior martial arts minister suddenly knelt down and begged.
The bald warrior's face changed wildly.
"die"
Ye Qinghuan flicked his finger, and a dark force directly hit his chest, instantly taking away his life.
The faces of the remaining people changed wildly.
"Don't think about begging for mercy. We have taken the elixir and are now stronger. Let's go together!" The bald warrior shouted, and the three of them suddenly burst out with momentum and wanted to fight Ye Qinghuan.
"snort!"
With a cold snort, Ye Qinghuan's aura shook slightly, and he flew these people away, spitting out blood instantly.
Just a snort caused several warriors to be seriously injured and lost their ability to resist. Jiang Mufeng's expression changed wildly, and he lamented in his heart that this demon has become more powerful.
"You, what kind of cultivation are you?" The bald warrior's face turned pale and he shouted in horror.
"Haha, Senior Ye's realm is beyond your ability to predict." Zuoqiu sneered, not hiding the pride on his face at all.
"Zuoqiu, you are lucky!"
"Yes, I must be lucky. You can't imagine Senior Ye's generosity." Zuoqiu laughed wildly, "Senior Ye's elixir can help me break through to the Martial Emperor level as soon as possible."
"Martial Emperor level, can you imagine? In a few years, I will be a Martial Emperor level expert!" Zuoqiu laughed excitedly.
Martial Emperor level!
The faces of the three people changed wildly. This is a dream state, a state that countless strong people long for. There are not many people in China who can find it.
Ye Qinghuan unexpectedly gave Zuoqiu the elixir and reached the Martial Emperor level.
"If I can obtain such a magical medicine, I will definitely be loyal to him for life!" One of the worshipers lamented in his heart,
"Martial Emperor level, haha, you were able to reach the Martial Emperor level, you regret it!" One of the worshipers spit out blood.
The temptation of the Martial Emperor level is too great!
They felt extremely regretful in their hearts. This was a huge opportunity. They missed it like this and they were on the road to a dead end.
Looking at Zuoqiu, I felt infinite envy in my heart.
"You can go die!"
Ye Qinghuan was extremely indifferent. With a wave of his hand, a powerful wave of air flew out from the black sleeve robe.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
It was like bullets hitting the three of them, leaving several bloody holes in their bodies, and the three of them collapsed instantly.
Jiang Mufeng seemed to have lost all his strength and collapsed on the chair.
"Ye, Senior Ye, please let me go. I was just impulsive. I already regret it. As you heard before, I am sending people to look for me and want to make up for my mistakes."
Jiang Mufeng shouted hurriedly.
"Then I'll leave you with a whole body!"
Ye Qinghuan suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Jiang Mufeng in the air.
Jiang Mufeng only felt that there was an invisible big hand in the air, grabbing his throat and lifting his body into the sky.
"Ye Qinghuan, you devil, I curse you, you will not do well," Jiang Mufeng's eyes flashed fiercely and he shouted with difficulty.
"You will regret this!"
Ye Qinghuan's eyes were dull, but he suddenly let go of Jiang Mufeng. In his horrified gaze, a ball of flame rose in Ye Qinghuan's hand.
"boom!"
The flames rushed towards Jiang Mufeng and began to burn on his forehead and feet, turning into powder inch by inch.
"If my cultivation is enough, I can burn your soul and make you feel worse than death. But for you, an ordinary person, this incomparable pain is enough to make you repent!"
Ye Qinghuan's eyes were calm.
"ah!"
Jiang Mufeng couldn't hear Ye Qinghuan's words at all, and the severe pain made his body shake crazily.