Jiang Qingsheng roared in despair and pushed Zhang Ling's back with both hands, causing Zhang Ling's speed to increase instantly.
Zhang Ling turned his head and glanced at Jiang Qingsheng, who was shrinking rapidly. His eyes were red with anger.
He would never have dreamed that so many masters from their Jinyang Sect would be chased and killed by a weakling at the third level of transcending tribulation.
"The sky is unfair!"
Zhang Ling glared at the sky, furious with hatred.
"Xuantian Golden Shield Seal!"
Jiang Qingsheng looked resolutely at the charging sword energy, with a look of madness on his face.
He roared angrily and quickly formed seals with his hands.
A gleaming golden shield formed in front of him, swelled up in the storm, and became hundreds of feet high and hundreds of feet wide, blocking him in front of him.
Dong dong dong...
The sword energy hit the golden shield one after another.
After a while, a crackling sound made Jiang Qingsheng's eyes widen with disbelief on his face.
The Xuantian Golden Shield Seal is a sixth-level mid-level martial skill and one of the most powerful defensive martial arts in Lihuo Continent. It actually only blocked hundreds of sword energy before it cracked.
Boom!
After resisting the attacks of hundreds of sword energy, the golden shield exploded with a bang, and the remaining sword energy blasted towards Jiang Qingsheng like a broken bamboo.
"kill!"
Jiang Qingsheng looked up to the sky and roared, waving his magic weapon to slash out.
Lines of terrifying sword energy flew out and collided with the sword energy.
After hundreds of collisions, Jiang Qingsheng's magic weapon collapsed and his body was riddled with holes.
The sword energy was still so dense that the edge could not be seen.
An unprecedented despair and fear enveloped Jiang Qingsheng. Jiang Qingsheng roared in despair and displayed his golden sun indestructible body.
I saw that his skin turned golden yellow, as if plated with a layer of gold, shining brightly and dazzlingly.
In a blink of an eye, he turned into a golden man who looked like he was carved from gold, appearing indestructible.
The sword energy hit him and shattered his clothes easily, but the impact on his body caused sparks to fly and made a sound like metal collision.
Jinyang Gate is famous for its defense, and it is definitely not built.
However, even if his defense is unparalleled, his three thousand sword skills are even more invincible.
Soon, blood flowed from Jiang Qingsheng's mouth.
In the blink of an eye, the golden color on his body began to recede.
Immediately afterwards, one after another sword energy penetrated his golden body.
Finally, Jiang Qingsheng let out a desperate roar, and his body exploded, dissipating into a rain of light.
"Elder Jiang!"
"Ye Qiankun, I, Zhang Ling, will not be a human unless I kill you!"
From the distant sky, Zhang Ling's heart-rending roar could be heard.
But then, he screamed in panic.
"Brother, what are you doing?"
"Let me go quickly!"
I saw Zhang Yang suddenly going crazy and pestering Zhang Ling.
He held Zhang Ling with both hands and wrapped his legs around Zhang Ling's feet.
It restrained Zhang Ling like a dog-skin plaster. Zhang Ling instantly lost his ability to move and fell from the sky.
"Brother, are you crazy?"
"Zhang Yang, please let me go!"
Zhang Ling was so anxious that he broke into cold sweat. He wanted to shock Zhang Yang away, but was afraid of hurting him. For a moment, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
Whoosh!
Ye Tian shot like an arrow from the string.
Holding the peerless killing sword in his hand, it was like God Shura descending into the world.
Zhang Ling didn't dare to delay any longer, and forcefully shook Zhang Yang away, roaring angrily: "You beast, are you going to kill me?"
"I am an animal, so aren't you also an animal?" Zhang Yang showed an evil smile.
Zhang Ling wanted to slap him to death, but he was his little brother after all, so he couldn't bear it.
I decided to take him and escape with me.
However, he just grabbed Zhang Yang, and Zhang Yang pestered him again.
"you……"
Zhang Ling was stunned.
When he arrested Zhang Yang, he deliberately suppressed Zhang Yang and did not give him a chance to act recklessly.
However, his suppression was ineffective against Zhang Yang.
"You are not my little brother!"
Zhang Ling woke up suddenly.
His younger brother was in awe of him and would never dare to do this to him.
And with Zhang Yang's cultivation, it would be easy for him to suppress him.
Zhang Yang's various strange behaviors told him that this person was not his younger brother.
"Brother, I am your favorite little brother!" Zhang Yang pestered Zhang Ling, the evil smile on his face becoming more and more terrifying.
"Ah! Who are you?" Zhang Ling's scalp was numb.
boom!
Zhang Ling was violently shocked, and Zhang Yang, who was entangled with him, was directly shaken to pieces, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere.
"You can even kill your own brother, but you are worse than a beast!"
At this moment, an icy voice sounded, and Zhang Ling instantly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his whole body was as cold as ice. He stiffly turned his head, and the young man with the sword in his hand was already ten feet away.
"He is not my little brother. Where has my little brother gone?" Zhang Ling asked in a trembling voice.
"Didn't your little brother get killed by you? Since you want to see your little brother so much, then I will send you to see him." Ye Tian sneered again and again.
boom!
Zhang Ling punched Ye Tian, turned around and ran away.
Ye Tian played with the Du'e sword, easily resisted his fist mark, and followed closely behind.
"Ye Qiankun, I am the young master of the Jinyang Clan. If you kill me, I, the Jinyang Clan, will never let you go!" Zhang Ling threatened with evil words while running away with all his souls in fear.
"Really? Then I'm really looking forward to it!" Ye Tianju chopped it off.
Feeling the rapidly approaching breath of death, Zhang Ling screamed repeatedly and used all his strength to resist.
Zhang Ling is at the fifth level of transcending tribulation, so he is certainly not a weakling. As the young master of Jinyang Clan, he has many life-saving trump cards.
For example, a magic weapon at the level of a high-grade soul treasure.
With Zhang Ling's strength and the high-grade soul treasure-level magic weapon, he can compete with the elder-level experts from all major forces. It can be said that there are almost no opponents in Lihuo Continent.
Unfortunately, he met Ye Tian and Ye Tian holding the Due Sword.
A high-grade soul treasure is certainly a terrifying magic weapon, but in front of a low-grade spiritual weapon, it is... rubbish.
Don't doubt it.
Although low-grade spiritual weapons are only a small level higher than high-grade soul treasures, they are a hugely different breakthrough.
It is a breakthrough from being unspiritual to being spiritual.
Ye Tian lightly swung his sword to knock the high-grade soul treasure away, and then the Du'e sword easily cut off Zhang Ling's head.
The young master of Jinyang Clan, a top figure among the younger generation of Lihuo Continent.
He died like this without any splash.
Ye Tianduo didn't even look at it, and after cleaning the battlefield... he took possession of the relics left by the strong men of Jinyang Clan as his own, and destroyed the corpses of everyone in Jinyang Clan (the reason was naturally to take back Zhang Yang and Zhang Yang without leaving a trace)
Golden Lion).
Before Ye Tian could wait for Su Hongchen and Li Boyang to celebrate him, he secretly sent a message: "Leave Queyantian as soon as possible."
Su Hongchen and Li Boyang instantly understood what Ye Tian meant, and they suppressed their dancing and jumping for joy, acting like they were not familiar with Ye Tian.
Ye Tian then took the sword and headed towards the depths of the first level of Que Yantian.
He is ready to break through Que Yantian
It wasn't until Ye Tian left that those who witnessed the massacre could no longer suppress the turmoil in their hearts and broke out into a shocking uproar.
As they ran around telling each other, Ye Qiankun's name swept through every corner of Queyantian like a whirlwind.