As the leader of a sect, Song Que has always been cunning and cunning.
He remembered what Lei Ming had just said, that among these people, that young man was the main one.
Since you can't beat the little girl in front of you, then find a soft persimmon.
As the saying goes, to capture the thief first, capture the king. As long as you capture the opponent, you will regain the initiative.
Thinking of this, his mind moved, and his whole body transformed into seven or eight phantom clones, surrounding Xiao Qing.
His tricks looked extremely fancy, but they didn't have much effect on the little girl.
With the opponent's strong body and defense, it doesn't matter how many clones you have, you just need to punch them one by one.
But this time Song Que's purpose was not to attack, but to confuse the opponent.
He used his phantom clone to confuse Xiaoqing, and then he jumped towards Ye Bufan next to him in a flash.
"this……"
Seeing this scene, everyone watching was speechless for a while. After all, Song Que was also the master of a sect, and it was really beneath his status to use such despicable methods.
But I have to admit that this method is very effective. Among Zhao Wuxiang and others, the strongest person on Ye Bufan's side is undoubtedly Xiaoqing.
Bypassing the strongest and capturing the thief first is a direct attack on the opponent's destiny.
"Senior Brother Ye, be careful!"
Zhao Ya couldn't help but exclaimed.
Lei Ming was as excited as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood.
Well done, this is tantamount to avenging yourself.
But Ye Bufan was still sitting there, seemingly unaware of anything, with a calm expression and even a smile on his lips.
Lei Wanhe shook his head secretly in his heart. It seemed that this young man was still too inexperienced, and he was suddenly put into a desperate situation.
Song Que was as fast as lightning and as powerful as breaking a bamboo, and he was afraid that Xiao Qing would come to rescue him from behind.
Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to his target, at this moment, a white jade hand suddenly stretched out from the side and stuck his neck firmly.
This move was too fierce and too fast, crushing him to death without even a chance to dodge.
"This...is actually the peak of the Immortal King?"
Song Que's eyes widened and he looked at the red-haired woman in front of him with horror in his eyes.
I originally wanted to find a soft persimmon to pinch, but I didn't expect that there was a super strong person hidden here.
The little girl just now was already incomparable, but the woman in front of her was even better.
Jin Meier is naturally not an Immortal King, but she is a peak fourth-level prehistoric warrior, and her strength is not inferior to that of a peak Immortal King.
With her current strength, it would be easy to defeat Song Que in a head-on confrontation, let alone a sudden attack.
"Well!"
The onlookers seemed to have their own necks stuck, their eyes widened and their breathing stagnated.
What's happening here?
The dignified master of the Xuanwu Sect, a strong man in the late Immortal King period, was held in someone's hand like a chicken, without the slightest strength to resist.
And a scene that shocked them even more happened, Jin Meier didn't stop there.
With one punch, Song Que, who had been so majestic just now, instantly turned into a blood mist that filled the sky, with only a ray of soul escaping.
"Dead! Just die like this!"
Song Que, who had dominated the purple sky for tens of thousands of years and was so powerful, died like this. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would have believed it.
After Song Que's soul escaped, he panicked, but he didn't hesitate and immediately fled away.
Ye Bufan thought to himself, it's a pity that there were too many people watching, helplessly watching such a big piece of fat but not being able to use the demon refining bottle.
Although his current strength is not afraid of anyone in the Lower Heaven Territory, things are unpredictable, and there are also the Middle Heaven Territory and the Upper Heaven Territory.
Compared to those peerless powerful men, I am still an ant-like existence.
Once this news spreads, it will inevitably cause endless trouble.
Because of this, he still controlled the greed in his heart and did not sacrifice the demon refining bottle.
Just because he didn't take action didn't mean others would just sit back and ignore him. A sharp sword light flashed through, instantly crushing Song Que's soul.
It was Leng Qingqiu who took action, completely eliminating the trouble with one sword.
Quiet! There is deathly silence all around!
At the same time, everyone was shocked and shocked.
Even though it is just a soul, it is also the soul of the Immortal King, and cannot be touched by ordinary people at all.
But now he was killed by this woman with one sword, which shows how powerful her swordsmanship is.
Especially at the moment when the sword was drawn, everyone felt deep fear in their hearts.
It is no exaggeration to say that this woman is at least a fairy king.
This is a bit scary. Doesn’t it mean that the three women following Ye Bufan are all powerful at the level of fairy kings?
Even some top-level immortal sects in the Lower Heaven Realm cannot compare with this strength. For example, the Xuanwu Sect has only one Immortal King in the entire sect, and with the addition of the three Great Luo Immortal-level ones,
Elder.
These high-level strong men are the core of the sect, and the remaining small fish and shrimps are of no use at all.
It is no exaggeration to say that the entire sect has been destroyed at this moment.
What shocked Zhao Wuxiang and others the most was who was this man who had never made a move? What kind of strength did he have, and how could he control three immortal kings for his own use?
You must know that people who have reached the level of Immortal King are extremely arrogant, but it can be seen that the three women in front of them all follow Ye Bufan.
Especially the red-haired woman, who defeated Song Que with just one move, which shows how terrifying her strength is, and she may even have reached the peak of the Immortal King.
Everyone's mood was complicated, and Lei Wanhe's back was already soaked with sweat.
Now he wished he could just slap this idiot Lei Ming to death. Even though everything was fine, he insisted on running over and digging a huge hole.
With the strength in Ye Bufan's hands, not to mention the three of them, not even the entire Yu Lei Immortal Sect could resist, and it might lead to disaster.
No matter what he was afraid of, just when he was frightened, Ye Bufan looked towards Lei Ming with a smile.
"How is it? Is this result unexpected? Is it surprising?"
"me……"
Lei Ming's face was pale and he was hesitating. It was difficult for him to even say a complete sentence. He felt that his whole body was cold at this moment.
I originally thought that if a strong person in the later stage of the Immortal King took action, the opponent would definitely die, so I jumped out because of my own cleverness, but I never expected that this would be the result.
"I'm telling you, don't mess around. I am the core disciple of Yu Lei Xian Sect. If you dare to touch me, the sect will not let you go..."
In extreme fear, he had no other choice but to move the sect behind him.
But as soon as he said these words, he received a heavy slap from the back, knocking him to the ground.
"You bastard, why don't you kneel down and talk to Mr. Ye!"
It was Lei Wanhe who took action. Although he loved this disciple very much, he had to give up at the critical moment.
Otherwise, it would really anger the young people in front of me. Not only would the three of them die, but even the Thunder Controlling Immortal Sect would be completely destroyed.
After saying that, he looked at Ye Bufan with a flattering look on his face: "I'm not strict in discipline, please punish me!"
