The other people, including Ye Cheng, looked very bad. Judging from the faces of these people, you will know that the Taoist Lingfeng has been having a hard time in recent years. Even the foundation-building cultivators can shout and drink on the heads of the Nascent Soul monks.

"By the way, you guys are friends of the old man Lingfeng, aren't they? Hehe, they are all Nascent Soul cultivators, Lingfeng, your friend's cultivation is not low, are they all casual cultivators?" A young man looked at these people with a joke.

"Old man Lingfeng, teach the spirit stones quickly. You guys can go to the next house to collect rent!" Another young man was impatient and aggressive, and took a step forward and scolded loudly.

Ma Rong hugged his chest with his hands, his face filled with a faint smile. He held his head high and looked down at everyone with an arrogant look.

At this time, the other casual cultivators on this street had already seen it. When they saw clearly that it was Ma Rong and others, a hint of fear appeared in their eyes.

"It's the son of the Lord of the Qingxia Menma!" A young monk spoke and kept retreating.

"Oh, I'm here to collect taxes again!" an old man sighed.

"Oh, fellow Taoist Lingfeng is really miserable. It is said that the concubine of the Qingxia Sect Master came to buy elixirs last time. Fellow Lingfeng did not know the concubine of the Qingxia Sect Master, so he was a little neglected. In fact, it is not a fault for fellow Taoist Lingfeng. That concubine was in the early stage of foundation building, but she only had a good face. Fellow Lingfeng was a monk in the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage, so how could he bow to the monk in the foundation building stage?"

Speaking of this, the middle-aged male cultivator shook his head, "It is precisely because of this incident that the Lord of the Hall of Ma asked his youngest son Ma Rong to come over to humiliate fellow Taoist Lingfeng. Due to the power of Qingxia Sect, fellow Taoist Lingfeng could only swallow his anger."

"If I were Senior Lingfeng, I would kill Ma Rong directly and escape from Tianyuan City, could he find me again?"

A young male cultivator had red eyes and clenched his fists. He had also been bullied by Ma Rong and others, so he was very angry.

"Shh! You're desperate!"

"Buzz!"

There was a burst of bombardment in the crowd. The group of monks around him were shocked and retreated aside in panic, staying away from the young man. A vacuum suddenly appeared around the young man's body.

"Old man Lingfeng, you are so angry that you are asked to hand over the spirit stone. Why are you still standing there? Take out the spirit stone!"

Seeing that Taoist Lingfeng was unmoved, these young men were furious and shouted loudly.

"Little bastard, I have been depressed a lot in recent years, but you are so angry! You are looking for death!" Huo Suzi was furious, the veins on her forehead swelled up, and she was blowing her beard and staring at her.

A stream of Yuanying's pressure hit the face, which shocked the disciples of the Qingxia Sect and knelt on the ground with soft bodies.

"Oh no, they actually attacked the disciples of Qingxia Sect!"

"It's over! This time the Taoist Lingfeng caused a big disaster!"

Seeing this scene, everyone kept shaking their heads and shouting inwardly that it was not good. They felt that Taoist Lingfeng was in trouble this time.

"You... dare to treat me like this?"

"My father will not let any of you go, you will all die!"

Ma Rong was pressed by the Nascent Soul of Huosuzi and crawled on the ground, unable to move a little bit, but gritted his teeth in his mouth, raised his head and looked at Ye Cheng and others fiercely. The mere mid-stage foundation-building monk was not afraid of Nascent Soul monks, and he even spoke intimidation. His arrogance was astonishing.

Huo Xuzi was furious. He walked up angrily, asked Ye Cheng for instructions, and said, "Senior Ye, what should these people do?"

"Kill."

Ye Cheng spoke lightly, his expression neither sad nor happy.

"What? You dare!"

Hearing Ye Cheng's words, Ma Rong's face changed drastically, and his face turned pale in an instant without a trace of blood.

"yes!"

Huosuzi nodded, raised his hand and condensed into a blade. He had long wanted to start a killing spree. The words of these foundation-building cultivators were so annoying. He was arrogant in his mere foundation-building cultivators, but he just had some support. He jumped onto the head of the Nascent Soul cultivator.

If it weren't for what he saw with his own eyes, Huo Xuzi would not believe that the foundation-building cultivator would dare to be so lawless and ignore the dignity of the Nascent Soul!

"Puff puff puff!"

Huo Xuzi was very fast, and his sword fell. With his Nascent Soul cultivation, killing these foundation-building cultivators was no problem at all. These Qingxia Sect disciples had no chance to fight back, so Huo Xuzi cut off his head.

The young monks' faces were filled with incredible expressions until they died.

"Really killed?"

"My God, it's going to change!"

Seeing this, the monks watching from afar seemed to see ghosts, as if they were wood carvings and petrified. They were stiff all over the place, their mouths grew and their eyes widened. Within the sphere of influence of Qingxia Sect, the disciples of Qingxia Sect were actually killed in the street.

"No, they just killed ordinary disciples and didn't dare to kill Ma Rong, so they had some concerns!"

A late-stage Jindan monk shook his head gently, Huosuzi killed only a few of them, but Ma Rong was still safe and sound.

Seeing that his fellow disciple was killed and his head was cut off, Ma Rong's whole body trembled and his hands and feet were cold. He finally panicked and said in great horror: "Don't kill me, don't kill me! My father is the hall master of Qingxia Sect, a mid-stage cultivator in the foundation building stage. If you kill me, my father will not let you go."

Ye Cheng didn't even want to look at Ma Rong. He turned around and left, and said calmly: "Taoist Lingfeng, cut off this person's head, let's go to Qingxia Gate."

The Taoist Lingfeng trembled with excitement, his eyes were red, and he nodded and said, "Yes!"

The Taoist of Lingfeng raised his hand decisively and slashed it down with a ray of light, like half a month.

"ah!"

Ma Rong screamed.

"puff!"

Blood suddenly appeared, and Ma Rong's head was cut off by Taoist Lingfeng himself. As a result, the resentment in his heart disappeared without a trace in an instant, and there was a feeling of pleasure.

After the Taoist Lingfeng cut off Ma Rong's head, he didn't bother to be dirty. He held his head in his hand, followed Ye Cheng, and headed towards the Qingxia Gate. Everyone looked at the backs of Ye Cheng and others leaving, and they were all stunned. All of this was really shocking.

"this……"

"Did you really kill Ma Rong?"

"hiss!"

Everyone was stunned. After reacting, they all took a breath of air conditioning, feeling their scalp numb and their hearts were cold.

"Wait, no, I look familiar to the group of friends of Taoist Lingfeng. It looks like one of them! It looks like someone? I can't remember it for the time being!" A cultivator in the early stage of Nascent Soul spoke with his eyes floating, and he was trying hard to recall Ye Cheng's appearance.

Suddenly, his whole body was shocked, his eyes suddenly opened, and he pointed his hand at the direction where Ye Cheng left, and said in horror: "It's him... it's him!"

As the man said, he retreated, staggered and almost fell to the ground. When everyone saw a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul, they all felt curious.

"who?"

"Chinese people, Ye Cheng! It's the murderous demon king!" The Nascent Soul said in horror at the beginning.

"Hiss! What, it's him!"

The scene was filled with sounds of gasping in the air. They never thought that the person in front of them was Ye Cheng, a Chinese man, who was a real devil!

In the depths of the starry sky, kill the three saints, and at the same time, killing 100,000 cultivators with one's own strength. The lives of the Chinese man Ye Cheng were like grass!

"This time Qingxia Sect is in trouble!"

"Go and go and have a look!"

The monks were very excited and felt that there might be something in trouble in Qingxia Sect.

Over the years, Qingxia Sect has been very unpopular, but because there are semi-saints in Qingxia Sect, seven or eight Nascent Soul monks, and they are powerful, and everyone dares to be angry but dare not speak out. Now some people are willing to stand up, and they really hope that Qingxia Sect will be unlucky.

The scope of Tianyuan City is really too large. There are not only endless mountains in the city, but also various small spiritual mountains, which are scattered randomly throughout Tianyuan City, with human monks' buildings interspersed there.

A quarter of an hour later, Ye Cheng and others had already arrived outside Qingxia Gate.

This is one of the branches of many mountains in Tianyuan City, which looks only more than thirty miles away. The highest peak is lush and verdant, swaying in fog, and looks a bit spiritual.

The highest peak of this mountain is only more than a thousand meters, but it is the headquarters of Qingxia Sect. In the entire Qingxia Sect, there are more than 20,000 disciples, and low-level Qi Refining Disciples account for 90%. The rest are foundation building, golden elixir, and Nascent Soul Power. The semi-saint among them is the ancestor of Qingxia Sect!

Qingxia Gate is not big, but the radius of 300 miles is under their control. When they take taxes, tens of millions of spirit stones are earned every year.

Such jealous benefits are not that no one covets, but that there are other backers outside the Qingxia Sect. The tens of millions of spirit stones every year are all respected by the backers behind them. After learning about the name of Qingxia Sect, the other forces all chose to retreat wisely!

The backer behind Qingxia Gate is a giant that cannot be provoked by ordinary people.

At this time, Ye Cheng looked from a distance and saw a mountain gate of more than ten feet high. It was the mountain gate of Qingxia Gate. Several foundation-building cultivators, with hundreds of Qi Refining cultivators, guarding the mountain gate here.

Suddenly, a bloody head was thrown over.

"Bang!"

Ma Rong's head hit the ground and rolled to the feet of the monks, which scared the group of people. No matter who was guarding the mountain gate, someone suddenly threw a head over, he would not calm down.

"Who? There is an enemy attack!"

A monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage shouted, "Outside the Qingxia Gate, all the low-level monks entered the preparation for the war."

However, when these people saw clearly and saw the human heads, they were all shocked.

"Senior Brother Ma Rong!"

"Who killed Senior Brother Ma?"

These monks were shocked, and Ye Cheng and others had already come over.

"Kill all, no one will be left. From today on, Qingxia's Sect will be removed from the world." Ye Cheng spoke lightly.

He issued a killing order, and as soon as these words were spoken, it would be impossible for the entire Qingxia Sect to have a living speech.

The Emperor of Heaven is in charge of the life and death of others. Whether the Qingxia Sect’s life or death depends entirely on Ye Cheng’s personal preferences, in his thoughts. Regardless of whether there are kind people or evil people, they will all be erased. None of them will be left behind, and Ye Cheng will not consider these issues at all, because these people are just ants to him!

Before you crush an ant to death, would you consider that it is a kind ant or a traitor or an evil ant?

"Abide by the order!"

The Lord of Yaochi Palace, Huo Xuzi, Taoist Lingfeng, Venerable Chixiao and others bowed, and then their aura surged. The four Nascent Souls took action at the same time in the early stages of the foundation-building and Qi Refining Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Centres, how could these cultivators in the Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining Centres stop them?
To be continued...