Before the two female disciples touched Ye Tian, they turned into two afterimages and flew past Zhao Yuhang from both sides, hitting the wall heavily.
Ye Tian, who had been sitting cross-legged, had already stood up.
At the same time, a powerful aura spurted out from his body, making Zhao Yuhang change his color.
Ye Tian's cultivation was sealed by Wang Lingqing, and he absorbed the weakened cold air into his body. How could he recover his cultivation?
Zhao Yuhang kicked the girl in the red dress, and the girl in the red dress hit Ye Tian like a sandbag. The big rosewood chair he sat on exploded, and he quickly took out the low-grade Lingbao ghost gun.
Ye Tian casually slapped the girl in the red dress on the shoulder. The girl in the red dress spun up and down, flew out, and fell to the ground unconscious.
"Ye Tian, how did you unlock the seal on your body?" Zhao Yuhang, holding the ghost gun, asked in a deep voice with a calm heart.
"Wang Lingqing's desire to seal this seat is simply wishful thinking. Zhao Yuhang, Palace Master Qin saved you that day outside Xianwu Mountain, and you actually repaid her like this. You are simply a beast!" Ye Tian scolded in a deep voice,
His eyes were as cold as a knife.
"Hmph, even a prisoner under the rank dares to make a mistake. Even if you have broken the seal, there is no killing formation here to assist you, you despicable and shameless villain, let's see how I kill you!" Zhao Yuhang's face was ferocious, and he urged the ghost with all his strength.
gun.
"In front of the low-grade Lingbao Ghost Gun, you are just a chicken and a dog!"
The pitch-black spear glowed with black light and made a whining sound, which was extremely terrifying and frightening.
Boom!
The ghost gun thrust out and hit Ye Tian's chest.
The spear hit the void, making a terrifying sound of breaking through the air and an explosion of air.
Feeling the compelling aura of the ghost gun, Ye Tian took a step forward, stretched out his left hand and grabbed the gun barrel.
The water-attributed heavenly energy was like a boiling river, quickly forming a black glove with metallic luster on Ye Tian's left hand.
Stab!
The moment his palm grasped the barrel of the gun, sparks flew everywhere, and a harsh friction sound continued.
"act recklessly!"
Zhao Yuhang snorted coldly and pushed the spear with both hands.
The ghost gun passed through Ye Tian's hand, and the tip of the gun stopped three inches away from Ye Tian's chest. No matter how much force Zhao Yuhang exerted, the ghost gun could no longer move forward. Ye Tian's left hand was like a pliers.
Generally hold firmly.
"How is that possible?"
Zhao Yuhang stared with disbelief on his face.
Outside Xianwu Mountain, he once activated the ghost gun to fight Ye Tian. At that time, Ye Tian did not dare to fight with the ghost gun.
How come you can catch the ghost gun with your bare hands now?
The energy released by a low-grade spiritual treasure is so terrifying. How can a person with a fifth-level spiritual body grasp it with his hands?
An unpleasant feeling quietly arose in Zhao Yuhang's heart, and he shouted: "Let go!"
Zhao Yuhang spun the ghost gun with both hands, trying to unscrew Ye Tian's grasp. However, he tried his best, but he was left alone.
The strength of his hands, coupled with the Qi of the low-grade Lingbao, was actually no match for one of Ye Tian's hands.
Zhao Yuhang thought quickly and took a step back. He grabbed the spear with his left hand and slapped the tail of the spear with his right hand.
At this moment, Ye Tian's left hand was holding the ghost gun and swinging it up and down, and Zhao Yuhang's left hand was directly separated from the spear.
Ye Tian grabbed the spear, spun around, and swiped the spear fiercely at Zhao Yuhang.
Zhao Yuhang was so frightened that he raised his arms to block. The spear hit his arms, and the Qi shields on his arms exploded. Zhao Yuhang couldn't bear the huge force, and flew backwards, heavily.
Hit the wall.
Pfft...
Blood spurted out wildly, Zhao Yuhang's arms were shattered, and he couldn't even hold himself on the ground.
Whoosh!
The cold anger instantly chilled Zhao Yuhang's neck. Zhao Yuhang raised his head with difficulty and saw that Ye Tian had already grabbed the other end of the spear, and the tip of the spear was pressed against his neck.
Zhao Yuhang's whole body suddenly felt cold.
"You...how did you become so strong?"
Zhao Yuhang asked in disbelief. It was simply unbelievable that he, who was holding a low-grade Lingbao ghost gun, was not Ye Tian's enemy.
Although the ghost gun was still his magic weapon at this time, he could no longer control it at all. Even though Ye Tian held it in his hand and could not exert its most terrifying power, even an ordinary iron rod could not be used at this moment.
It could kill him.
"You know nothing about me!" Ye Tian looked down at Zhao Yuhang who was lying on the ground, and a fierce murderous intention emerged.
"Ye Tian, you can't kill me. If you kill me, you won't be able to leave Prisoner Mountain, and you won't be able to escape from Yunxiao Palace. As long as you let me go, I can beg my grandma to let you go. My grandma is the best
Dote on me!"
"If you don't believe it, I swear to God, it's true. I can also let Qin Yanran go and let her leave with you. From now on, how about we stay on the same page?"
Zhao Yuhang knelt on the ground, raising his head and begging to please.
Not long ago, he was aloof and arrogant. Now, he is no different from a dog begging for mercy for his life.
Ye Tian sneered and said: "Do you think that Zhao Ningbo and Yunxiao Palace can trap me?"
Zhao Yuhang said in shock: "What did you say?"
He couldn't believe his ears.
Ye Tian actually doesn't take Zhao Ningbo and Yunxiao Palace into consideration. Isn't this crazy?
laugh!
The ghost gun moved forward slightly and pierced Zhao Yuhang's neck, causing blood to surge out.
Zhao Yuhang covered his neck with his hands and shouted in horror: "You...you actually dare to kill me...my grandma will never let you go..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Yuhang's head dropped.
Kneeling on the ground, lifeless.
Ye Tian curled his lips disdainfully and directly admitted the owner of the ghost gun.
With Zhao Yuhang's death, the ghost gun became an ownerless thing.
Soon, the low-grade Lingbao ghost gun became Ye Tian's bag. Ye Tian grabbed it from the air and took the four people's storage bags into his hands. Among them, Zhao Yuhang's storage bag contained the most treasures and was full of dazzling arrays.
Ye Tian accepted it with satisfaction, took out the jade pendant Qin Bing gave him, tied it on his forehead, and strode away.
boom!
The iron door exploded and Ye Tian walked out of the dungeon.
Many people were already alerted and rushed towards this direction quickly.
"Ye Tian? Get it for me!"
A patrol captain saw Ye Tianhou clearly and shouted angrily.
Suddenly, masters on the ground and in the sky were attacking Ye Tian one after another.
Ye Tian sneered, ignored it at all, and walked towards Ruoshui Lake.
With his right hand, he slapped his palm forward, and whether he was in the sky or on the ground, whether he was a strong person in the spiritual realm or a weak person in the volley realm, they were all instantly blown away.
He swept his left sleeve behind him, and the pursuers who came behind him also fell on their backs.
He took a leisurely stroll, walking in the Prison Mountain with ease and familiarity, and no one could stop him from stopping even half a step.