Now even his only tracking magic weapon, the flying insect, has been killed. Why doesn't this make him angry and angry?
You know, things like flying insects are very rare, and you may not be able to get one even with a holy sword!
Although Yang Ye was angry, his disciples were in dire straits.
There were quite a few rocks chopped off on top, falling down like hailstones.
In addition, this place is already filled with thick and strange black fog.
It's better if you are stronger, you can see farther and more clearly.
But for some of the weaker ones, it would be good if they could see dozens of meters away.
But it was dozens of meters away, and by the time he saw the falling rocks, it was already too late to dodge.
"Master, why is he running so fast? He seems to be very angry suddenly." A monk from the Purple Moon Holy Land asked.
"No..." A monk happened to be about to answer him, but before he could finish his words, he disappeared.
"Huh? Where is the person?" The monk who was curious just now became confused. Why did this person suddenly disappear?
"Did it fall?" Another person also asked curiously.
However, as soon as they finished speaking.
In an instant, countless pieces of rubble fell violently, the largest of which was much larger than a person.
"No! Get out of the way!" Zhao Kong noticed it immediately and hurriedly jumped to the side.
But when he shouted these words, the rest of the people were all stunned.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In the first moment, more than a dozen people were directly hit by the rubble.
Such a large stone hit his head, and he was so unprepared that no matter how strong he was, he couldn't resist it.
Soon, all the rubble fell away, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"How many people haven't fallen?" someone began to ask.
At the last count, fifty-two people were counted, and only thirty people were left. The remaining twenty-two people were directly smashed down.
"Hurry! You guys, hurry up and take a look." A monk shouted.
"Don't bother, they won't survive." Zhao Kong said at this time.
Because their current height is more than 200 meters, the monks who fell are only at the Martial King and Martial Master level.
Those who have not reached the holy level are still mortal and cannot withstand such an impact, so they are bound to die.
Everyone was silent. We hadn't even seen the enemy yet, and almost half of the people on our side were dead.
Moreover, he died at the hands of his master.
Yang Ye, who had climbed up, looked around with an angry expression.
There were two directions, front and back. Now that he didn't have the help of the flying insect, he didn't know where Wang Churan and the others had gone.
"Come up quickly!" Yang Ye shouted directly to the cliff.
His voice rolled like thunder, penetrating a range of several hundred meters.
With this roar, he mobilized all his strength.
Soon, Zhao Kong and the others boarded up.
When he saw Yang Ye, Yang Ye was stunned. He frowned and said, "Why are there so few people? Where are the rest?"
I saw anger starting to spread on this guy's face, and he looked like he was going to get angry at any time.
"They... they are all dead." Zhao Kong hesitated for a moment and then said it.
"What? Dead?" When Zhao Kong heard this, his eyes widened with disbelief on his face.
He couldn't believe the result.
At this time, Zhao Kong pointed to a gap in the ground, and Yang Ye reacted immediately.
Just now, he was killed because of flying insects. He was extremely angry. At that moment, his brain was filled with anger.
So at that moment, he struck several swords in succession, trying to kill Su Qiye and the others.
However, he never thought that not only did he not hurt Wang Churan and the others at all, but he actually killed almost half of his disciples.
Therefore, Yang Ye was clenching his fists tightly at this time, and he could see flames gushing out of his eyes.
boom!
He punched the mountain wall on the side, and the entire mountain wall was shaken.
This punch went straight in, and the cracks spread a hundred meters away, threatening to roll down at any time.
"Search for me in two groups. If you find them, send a signal directly. I want them to pay with blood today!" Yang Ye gritted his teeth and said word by word.
His disciples have all felt how powerful the anger in Yang Ye's heart was at this time.
Many of them began to tremble inside and were very scared.
"Yes, Master!" Zhao Kong and the remaining thirty people were directly divided into two teams.
One group of people went directly to the front, and another group of people went directly to the back.
As for Yang Ye, by chance, he chose to go to the back, while Zhao Kong was leading the team in front.
Zhao Kong is the only remaining disciple of Yang Ye who is most satisfied with him.
"Zhao Kong, if you are in danger, don't be brave. Send me a signal as soon as possible, and then find a way to delay the time. I will arrive immediately!" Yang Ye warned.
He was worried that Zhao Kong would also die.
If Zhao Kong died here, his losses would be huge.
When the time comes, you will be punished even if you return to the Purple Moon Holy Land.
"Sword King's Mansion! We will fight until death!" Yang Ye rushed into the strange black mist, and the hatred in his heart could break through the sky.
On the other side, Wang Churan and the others rushed into the strange black mist and rushed towards the hell creature's lair.
At this time, Duan De suddenly shouted: "Wait, where is Su Qiye? Why didn't I see him?"
Duan De's words made the rest of the people curious.
Sword man, crossbow man, spear man, and Mo Wuchen.
They are all very concerned with this issue.
So, for a moment everyone looked at Wang Churan and the sword man Qinghan.
Wang Churan glanced at them, and then said: "He went to the hell creature's lair."
When Wang Churan said these words, everyone's eyes widened.
"What? He went alone?" At this time, the five people were shocked.
The most shocked person was undoubtedly Duan De.
This guy's eyes widened.
"Yeah, what? Do you have any questions?" Qinghan, the swordsman, asked.
She stared at Duan De, because this guy likes to be surprised every time.
Moreover, this guy had so many evil ideas in his mind that Qinghan, the swordsman, had to guard against this guy.
"No... I just want to say, can he fight alone? There must be many big guys in the hell creature's lair, right?" Duan De shrank his neck, he did not dare to look at the sword man Qinghan.
Because there was a strong murderous intent in the cold eyes of the swordsman, which made his heart tremble.
"In front, chase!" At this time, the monks from Ziyue Holy Land discovered Wang Churan and the others.