Ye Ming's question was also a question asked by other people in the Five Mountains present. Why did the Songshan sect not greet the leader when he returned, but acted like he saw an enemy?
The leading elder of the Songshan Sect was named Wan Chuan. He said loudly: "We are guarding this place under the orders of Mr. Huashan Shang. Ye Ming, you have already been expelled from the Songshan Sect by our joint names. How dare you bring people here to act so arrogantly!
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The amount of information in this sentence was a bit large, and everyone was shocked and incomprehensible. Huashan had actually taken action, and had already captured the Songshan Sect.
Ye Ming was even more angry and laughed. He did not hesitate to draw his sword and pointed it at Elder Wanchuan: "Drive me, the leader, out of the mountain gate? What a bastard! You are an old man who has been cheating on you, I will do it today."
Clean up the door!"
He spoke harshly, and showed no mercy when he moved his hands. After Ye Ming's words fell, his whole body shot out like a sharp arrow. The iron sword was entwined with the true energy. With a dance, he set off thousands of sword energy, as vast as smoke and clouds covering the sun. As soon as he took action, it was like a sword.
Include everyone on the opposite side within attack range.
"Everyone, come with me to kill the thief!"
Elder Wanchuan gave the order, and the other elders' disciples also drew their swords and started to kill Ye Ming.
Because it was an internal matter within the Songshan Sect, Ye Ming did not ask anyone else to take action. Therefore, although Tianfeng and others glared at the Songshan Sect, they were not in a hurry to take action.
After all, Ye Ming is the master of Songshan, a generation of swordsmanship wizards. Even though he is facing many enemies, he is still able to do it with ease. His iron sword is like a dragon swimming in the sea, and his sword energy is like a rainbow. He sends it forward, and three taels of gold and iron flames flash.
The sword in the hand of the famous Songshan disciple was broken immediately, blood spurted from his mouth, and flew backwards.
"Go together!"
Seeing that Ye Ming's momentum was gaining the upper hand, Elder Wanchuan was shocked and said angrily: "Don't hold back, use all your strength to kill this beast!"
Killing intent surged in the eyes of several elders. They pressed forward and pointed their swords at the opponent's vital points. Some attacked the face, some attacked the heart and lungs. Ye Ming shouted coldly, and the iron sword swam around, his body turning like a puff.
Pull back.
"Everyone! Broken Shadow from Beyond the Sky!"
Elder Wanchuan shouted loudly, and the other three elders around him sent their swords forward. The four long swords flew upwards, reached a high place, and suddenly turned around and turned sharply downwards.
The four swords merged into one, and the true energy condensed on it and turned into a huge sword sword that suddenly fell. Ye Ming did not dodge when he saw this. He closed his eyes slightly, stood still on his feet, concentrated on raising his energy, and the iron sword in his hand vibrated and buzzed.
, until several streams of light burst out from his fingertips, dyeing the blunt sword covered with rust into a brilliant color.
When the huge sword gang fell, Ye Ming opened his eyes suddenly. The colorful sword in his hand slashed out like lightning, one horizontally and one vertically. The two crisscrossed sword energies flew out and turned into spiral sword gangs to face him.
And up.
"Break it for me!"
As Ye Ming yelled, the two swords collided together, and the terrifying air waves spread to all directions. The bright sword light flickered at the point of confrontation, making people almost unable to open their eyes. The next moment, the four swords merged into one, and the sky was shattered.
The shadow suddenly cracked with a fine line.
Wan Chuan and the other four elders were stunned. They heard a burst of explosions and the two colliding swords shattered. The people watching from behind subconsciously raised their arms to block the incoming air wave.
Amidst the tremors, the floor tiles under his feet were shattered, and the strong wind and flying rocks roared into the sky. Ye Ming sheathed his sword and stood facing the wind. After a few breaths, the situation was calm. He only saw a few elders of the Songshan Sect prostrate on the ground, coughing up blood and gasping for breath. There was no more fighting.
Power.
The leader of Songshan is indeed worthy of his reputation.
Hao Bansheng and Shi Jiuning were filled with emotions. Taoist Master Tianfeng stared at the sky where the sword had disappeared, his eyes were deep, and the fingers holding the Muyu Sword turned slightly white.
Ye Ming calmed down a little, walked forward with slow steps, looked down at Elder Wanchuan on the ground, and said nothing.
At the same time, Wan Chuan also raised his head and stared at Ye Ming. After a while, he said hoarsely: "What kind of sword technique is this?"
Ye Ming raised his head and looked blankly: "The sword is a killing weapon. It can take people's lives. There is no need to give it a name. My sword has no name, and my swordsmanship is also nameless."
"Cough cough cough..."
Elder Wan Chuan coughed up a mouthful of blood, knelt on his back, and looked into Ye Ming's eyes, his complicated expression gradually became calm: "I failed, but I will never let you humiliate me."
As he spoke, Elder Wan Chuan slapped his chest with a palm, the force of which shattered his heart. He groaned, closed his mouth tightly and lowered his head. Blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, and he lost his breath after a while.
Ye Ming looked at Elder Wanchuan with a somewhat sad look on his face, but soon he calmed down and turned to look at the other elder with disdain: "How can you, a bunch of rats with low martial arts skills, have the guts to stop me?
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"We have no way out..."
There was a look of despair in the elder's eyes. He turned around and looked at the death of Elder Wanchuan. He looked a little sad and closed his eyes: "Since Senior Brother Ye took over the Songshan Sect, he has been focusing on practicing swordsmanship regardless of foreign affairs. The sect has
All matters, big and small, are in charge of Senior Brother Wanchuan. In this case, we have no objection if Senior Brother Wanchuan is the leader."
Ye Ming looked at him indifferently and asked, "Is this the price Shang Jidao offered you?"
"Yes, Huashan promised that if he surrendered, he would let Senior Brother Wan Chuan be the leader, but I didn't expect that you would still be alive..." The man looked a little unwilling.
Ye Ming snorted disdainfully: "With just a few nonsense words from him, you actually dare to rebel against your superiors. I don't believe that all my disciples are knee-jerk people like you."
"Senior Brother Ye would rather break than bend. I, the Songshan Sect, will naturally inherit your character. Not everyone is willing to listen to Huashan's orders." As he said that, the elder laughed strangely: "Senior Brother, do you know why only a few of us are here to stop you today?"
You?"
There are not many disciples of Songshan Sect, but they are definitely more than that.
Ye Ming was stunned,
Immediately his expression suddenly changed, he pierced the elder's shoulder with his sword, and said angrily: "Where are the others?!"
"Ahem! Ahem!"
The elder spit out another mouthful of blood and laughed: "Senior Brother Ye, don't worry. Senior Brother Wanchuan is not a short-sighted person. His surrender to Huashan is only temporary. Those disciples are the future of Songshan. He will not do stupid things like drinking poison to quench his thirst.
It’s just killing a chicken to scare the monkeys.”
"Say quickly! Where is he?" Ye Ming's eyes were red and his face looked terrifying.
The elder held the iron sword pierced on Ye Ming's shoulder, took a breath and said: "Those people were all tied up and locked up in the disciples' courtyard. Those who know the current affairs are heroes. As for those who have identified Senior Brother Ye, they would rather die than surrender."
Senior Brother Wanchuan has already dealt with the hard issue."
"you!"
Ye Ming was furious, and the iron sword in his hand penetrated a little deeper. The elder said with a mouthful of blood, "Brother, now you know why we took action even though we knew we were no match for you. We have no way out."
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These words sounded a bit sad, so the elder shut his mouth, and like Wan Chuan, used his palm power to destroy his heart veins, and then left with a tilt of his head.
The remaining two elders did not hesitate for too long, and each committed suicide. Some of the disciples behind them abandoned their swords and knelt down to beg for mercy, some remained silent, and some followed the four of them and committed suicide with their swords.
Ye Ming closed his eyes and looked painful. Wan Chuan and others really had no way out. In order to stabilize Songshan, they had already killed a group of disciples and elders who supported the leader. The blood feud had already been forged. Now that he is back, no matter what
Whether it is to appease people's hearts or to clean up the family, these people cannot be kept.
Sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes have revenge and resentment. Now that Wan Chuan and others are dead, and the lights are extinguished after death, Ye Ming will not resent a dead person, but he will not let go of the culprit.