Ye Ming's question was also a question asked by other people in Wuyue present. Why did the Songshan sect not greet the leader when he returned, but looked like he saw an enemy?
The leading elder of the Songshan Sect was named Wan Chuan. He said loudly: "We are here to guard this place on 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! "
The amount of information in this sentence was a bit large, and everyone was shocked and confused. Huashan had actually taken action and captured the Songshan Sect.
Ye Ming was even more angry and laughed. He did not hesitate to draw his sword and pointed it at the elder Wanchuan: "Drive me, the leader, out of the mountain? What a bastard! You are an old man who has been cheating on everything, I will do it today." Clean the door!"
He spoke harshly, and showed no mercy when he moved his hands. After Ye Ming finished speaking, 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 clouds covering the sun. As soon as he took action, it was like a sword. Include everyone on the opposite side within the attack range.
"Everyone, come with me to kill the thief!"
Elder Wan Chuan 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 leader of Songshan Mountain, a generation of swordsmanship wizards. Even though he is against many enemies, he is still able to handle 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 Songshan disciple's hand 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!"
The eyes of several elders surged with murderous intent. 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 moved around, and his body turned like a puff. Pull back.
"Everyone! Shattered Shadows 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 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 continuously. , 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 shouted, the two swords collided together, and the terrifying air waves spread to all sides. 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, only to hear 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 shattered under his feet, 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, and only a few elders of the Songshan Sect were seen 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, stepped 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: "A sword is a murder 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 complex expression gradually became calm: "I failed, but I will never let you humiliate me."
As he said that, Elder Wanchuan slapped his chest with a palm. The force of the palm shattered his heart. He groaned, closed his mouth tightly and lowered his head. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he lost his breath after a while.
Ye Ming looked at Elder Wan Chuan with a somewhat sad look on his face, but he quickly 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?" .”
"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 affairs, 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 of his nonsense words, you actually dare to rebel against your superiors. I don't believe that all my disciples are as submissive as 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 the Songshan Sect, but they are definitely more than that.
Ye Ming was stunned for a moment, then 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. Surrendering 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 are all tied up and locked up in the disciples' courtyard. Those who understand 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." ..."
These words sounded a bit sad, and 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, there are revenges and grievances. 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.
"Hua! Shan!"
