The six people were shocked, abandoned their swords and retreated.
"I'll give you a ride!" Ye Qing chuckled, his sleeves turned from soft to strong, and became as fierce as a mountain avalanche, slapping the six of them horizontally.
With a clicking sound, the chests of the six people collapsed like a dent, and they flew straight out. While the people were in the air, wisps of blood spurted out from their seven orifices, and they were no longer breathing.
That sleeve directly shattered the internal organs of six people.
The six people were not exhausted, and at extremely high speeds, they collided with several men in black who could not dodge. Under the force of the impact, several people exploded, and their flesh and blood flew everywhere.
At the same time, Ye Qing's chest and abdomen bulged and contracted, and with the sound of toads chirping, bursts of bright red blood mist surged out of his body, as if in a dream.
Suddenly, in the blood mist, Ye Qing's figure slowly faded and disappeared like a bubble.
"Everyone, be careful!" Shen Xian's pupils shrank and he shouted.
But his reminder was still a step too late. When his voice sounded, Ye Qing's figure quietly appeared in the crowd.
"late!"
Ye Qing raised the corners of his lips slightly and uttered two words, then a scimitar slipped from his sleeve, drawing a strange arc.
As the arcs fell, more arcs gradually appeared in the air. The arcs were criss-crossed, seemingly chaotic, but yet orderly.
The next moment, the arc disappeared, and there was a trace of blood on the throats, eyebrows, hearts, dantian and other locations of more than a dozen men in black.
When the blood stains appeared, a hint of fear appeared on these people's faces. Then their pupils froze and they all fell to the ground.
But in the process of falling, wisps of blood poured out from their bodies and floated in the air. When they landed, everyone was already a mummy.
Blood floated in the air, like brocade, surrounding Ye Qing.
"They're dead, it's your turn!"
Surrounded by the blood brocade, Ye Qing raised his eyebrows and smiled. His gentle smile fell into the eyes of Shen Xian and Li Yuankang, but it was nothing short of a devil.
Both of them felt a sense of chill and fear in their hearts, their eyes were red, and they shouted loudly: "Quick, retreat!"
These people are the elites they have worked hard to cultivate, and they are the foundation of the family. If they are all dead, even if they can kill Ye Qing, they will only hurt the enemy a thousand times and lose eight hundred to themselves. The gain is not worth the loss!
While they were talking, the two of them rushed towards Ye Qing, one from the right and the other from the left.
The men in black had long been frightened by Ye Qing's strange methods and hurriedly backed away.
However, as soon as they took a step back, everyone felt that the blood in their bodies was surging uncontrollably, their energy was disordered, and they felt extremely uncomfortable.
"Haha, if you want to leave, have you asked me?"
Ye Qing smiled coldly, ignoring Shen Xian and Li Yuankang who rushed towards him. He stretched out his hand, and dense blood shadows suddenly appeared in the air.
The blood shadow swayed slightly, and a warrior suddenly screamed, and exploded, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.
The death of that warrior seemed to be a signal. The next moment, all the remaining Qi Condensing warriors screamed, their skin cracked, blood oozed out, and then burst like a burst water bag.
For a moment, there was a roar and blood splattered.
Brilliant, like fireworks!
"No……"
Shen Xian and Li Yuankang's eyes were red and their eyes were about to burst. The future of their Shen family and Li family was over!
"My heart aches, I told you earlier, you will regret it!" Ye Qing turned around, looked at Shen Xian and Li Yuankang who were rushing toward him, and grinned.
"I want you to die!"
Li Yuankang roared angrily, and a spear appeared in his hand, and he stabbed down in the air. The shadow of the spear was heavy, like a prairie fire, blazing and fierce.
The Li family's Tuo Pulse Realm marksmanship, the prairie fire marksmanship. A prairie fire with a hundred strikes!
At the same time, Shen Xian stretched out his hand and a chain flew out of his sleeve.
The chain is rusty and dark, and looks very ordinary, but seems to be spiritual, floating in the air uncertainly, making it difficult to distinguish the true from the false.
The Shen family's blood-level crafty weapon has an unfixed chain!
After hovering in the air for several times, the indefinite chain suddenly swayed with layers of light and shadow, moving left and right, alternating back and forth, uncertain and difficult to figure out, rushing towards Ye Qing from all directions.
Ye Qing swung out one sleeve, waves hit the flowing clouds, and the chains collapsed, seemingly blocking out the unfixed chains.
However, Ye Qing's expression changed, and he suddenly appeared more than ten feet away, as fast as the wind.
However, a chain appeared on Ye Qing's body at some point, crisscrossing from his chest to his back.
Then, the unfixed chains suddenly tightened, tightly wrapping Ye Qing around him, like a giant bundle of flowers!
Ye Qing's body shook, strength surged, and the unfixed chains buzzed and trembled slightly, but he did not break free.
"Haha... This is an unfixed chain. You can't avoid it, let alone break free. You must die!" Seeing this, Shen Xian laughed loudly, and the anger and resentment in his heart were swept away.
The unfixed chain is a blood-level trick weapon with the power of trapping yin and yang.
The so-called uncertainty of reality and reality means that when the chains of uncertainty trap the enemy, they are unpredictable and uncertain, making it difficult for people to guard against and resist. This is where the name of uncertainty comes from.
The trapped yin and yang does not refer to the yin and yang of all natural things. Yin refers to incorporeal cold ghosts such as ghosts, and yang refers to humans, animals, monsters, etc. with flesh and blood.
Therefore, the Indefinite Chain can trap any tangible or intangible thing. Once trapped, it is difficult to break free and can only be used as a mermaid. It is very powerful.
"Brother Li, kill him!"
"kill……"
At the same time, Li Yuankang also arrived with a gun. Under a hundred blows, the shadow of the gun was as fierce as fire. The frost killed all the grass and the fire burned the fertile fields.
"rise……"
As Ye Qing thought, blood shadows swam around, and the blood floating in front of him surged up like a bursting embankment.
A moment is like a river!
fire from heaven;
rivers of blood on the ground;
The river of blood touches the fire, and water and fire are incompatible. Amidst the roar, the air waves roll, and the blood mist is thick.
The gun shadows all over the sky disappeared, leaving only a long spear that was red in color and wrapped in flames, piercing the sky and the earth.
The spear fell, the flames swirled, and a fire dragon roared out.
Dragons fight in the wild, their blood is black and yellow!
The Li family’s blood-level magic weapon, the Fire Dragon Spear!
Under the fire dragon, Ye Qing was as small as an insect, and the hair on his temples was scorched and bent by the flames.
But just when the fire dragon came within three feet of Ye Qing and wanted to devour him, Ye Qing opened his mouth and spat out, and a flash of lightning flew out, hitting the fire dragon that was so close.
The roaring fire dragon was split in half by the lightning, revealing the prairie fire dragon spear shrouded in flames and a short sword as thin as a leek leaf.
Flying thunder!
The flying thunder collided with the tip of the prairie fire dragon gun, and there was a clang. Centered on the point of contact between the two, a layer of ripples spread out. Wherever the ripples passed, the soil exploded and smoke filled the air, like an earth dragon turning over.
In the smoke and dust, sparks flew everywhere, and the flying thunder and the prairie fire dragon gun were locked in a stalemate. It was difficult to retreat even an inch, and it was difficult to advance within a short distance.
The Flying Thunder and the Prairie Fire Dragon Spear are both blood-level artifacts, of the same grade, so their power is comparable, so no one can do anything to the other in a short period of time!
"Sword comes..."
Ye Qing's eyebrows beat, and his spiritual power surged out, pouring all his strength into the flying thunder. The flying thunder let out a light roar, as if it was defeated by the prairie fire dragon spear, and stepped back slightly. Li Yuankang was overjoyed, his spear spun into a spiral, and he suddenly pressed forward one point.
However, at this moment, Feilei, which had been retreating, suddenly swept forward. The lightning was fierce, and it hit the prairie fire dragon gun, erupting with terrifying power fluctuations.
Within a few feet, there was thunder.
Li Yuankang's face changed drastically, and he suddenly felt the unmatched power coming from the prairie fire dragon spear. The tiger's mouth trembled violently, making it difficult to hold. The spear slipped back an inch, leaving blood marks on the palm of his hand. There were also thunder burns in the wounds. Burning pain.
"Go to the sword..."
The raised eyebrow sword was unsheathed, and the flying thunder advanced another inch. Li Yuankang's face turned pale, and the joints in his hands were cracked. It was no longer possible to hold the spear, and the entire spear fell out of his hand.
"No……"
Li Yuankang's eyes widened, feeling something bad in his heart, but before he could react, a flash of lightning suddenly magnified in his eyes, followed by a pain between his brows, confusion in his mind, and he fell to the sky.
"Huh..." Ye Qing opened his mouth and took a breath. Thunder flew back into his mouth, and his head hurt like a split.
Flying thunder can kill people invisible within a hundred steps, but it needs to be nourished by blood essence and mental power. The more blood essence and mental power, the stronger the mental power, and the greater the power of flying thunder.
And he has the Wei Sutra, his body is strong, he has no shortage of essence and blood, and he has practiced the "Xihuang Chengxu Guanyuan", and his mental power is much stronger than that of the warriors in the Refining Gang Realm, so the flying thunder in his hand is more powerful than that in his hands. Zheng Feng's hand is much more powerful and cannot be compared to the same.
He had just used all his mental power and accurately found the weak point of Li Yuankang's energy, and then killed the opponent with one blow.
So, right now, his head hurt, he felt nauseous and dizzy, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.
"puff……"
Suddenly, Ye Qing's eyebrows moved, and he felt a sense of danger. He moved his body an inch to the left, and at this moment, a soft sword passed through his chest from behind.
If he hadn't sensed the danger in advance and moved his body half an inch to the side, this sword would definitely have pierced his heart.
The most frightening thing is that this sword is silent. There is no energy fluctuation when the sword is drawn, and there is no breath leakage. It seems to be completely integrated with the world and cannot be noticed at all.
"Shen Family, Thirteen Kirigakure Swords!"
The only one who can do this is the Thirteen Kirigakure Swords of the Shen family.
The Thirteen Kirigakure Swords of the Shen family are said to have originated from the Kirigakure Sect a hundred years ago. The Kirigakure Sect was a killer sect whose martial arts techniques emphasized being silent, invisible and shadowless, killing with one strike and escaping thousands of miles away.
Therefore, the Thirteen Kirigakure Swords also pay attention to being silent, invisible and shadowless, making no trace when the sword is drawn, and killing with one strike.
quick!
allow!
ruthless!
"Yes, it is the Thirteen Kirigakure Swords of my Shen family!"
Behind him, Shen Xian's voice came faintly, from left to right, with no clear direction.
In short, Shen Xian was behind Ye Qing at this moment, but Ye Qing could not really feel the other party's specific position.
If we say that among the three major families in Anyang, the one with the highest martial arts skills must be Li Yuankang; but if we say that the most difficult person to deal with and the best at killing people, it is Shen Xian.
"Gu...gu..."
Ye Qing took a deep breath, his chest and abdomen expanded and contracted, making nine sounds in a row, and the toads chirped.
Between the nine sounds, a terrifying aura surged out of the body, soaring into the sky, and the earth within a radius of more than ten feet suddenly sank several inches.
On the contrary, it is the water of Yuquan Lake. The water of the lake is like rolling, and the waves are hundreds of feet high!
Before Shen Xian could react, a terrifying wave of blood-red air swept out. Shen Xian felt as if he had been hit by a boulder, his chest collapsed, blood spurted from his mouth, and he flew backwards.
