"Damn it!"

Wang Shucheng couldn't think of anything else, so he rushed forward quickly, trying to distance himself from Ye Ling.

But as soon as he took a step forward, his head was caught by Ye Ling.

The three shadows in front of him who had not had time to come dissipated instantly!

"You're just trying this."

Ye Ling chuckled and mocked Wang Shucheng's head, and suddenly pressed it on the ground!

Bang!

The marble slab shattered, and Wang Shucheng's head fell into the ground!

The scene is extremely tragic!

"Shajia hasn't lost yet!"

At this time, Wen Tianhao, who had only one arm left, jumped out of the ruins again, drew a perfect parabola in the air, and smashed it towards Ye Ling!

"Dragon and Elephant Vajra" is fully operational, and a dragon and elephant magic phase condensed behind Wen Tianhao, and flames gushed.

The violent momentum swept across the main door!

Ye Ling let go of Wang Shucheng, looked up at Wen Tianhao who was falling into the sky, and said lightly: "I took a lot of effort before, and I deliberately saved your life. I am really in a hurry to die like this?"

The demonic energy surged all over his body, and a demon sword condensed from Ye Ling's hand and gently lifted it up, "Since that's the case, I'll give you a ride."

Wen Tianhao and Ye Ling intertwined, and his punch hit the martial arts field hard, directly shattering the martial arts field!

Even the entire Longdao Mountain was shaken a few times!

The real sky and the earth move!

Make the audience look cool.

The magic sword in Ye Ling's hand slowly dissipated.

Behind him, Wen Tianhao had a bleeding arrow in his chest, and then he knelt down and fell into a pool of blood.

There is no sound.

The whole audience was silent.

All the strangers in the sect who were fighting looked at Ye Ling, with only fear in their eyes.

Although those people didn’t know who Wen Tianhao was, the momentum and power that Wen Tianhao just showed were all in a state of unparalleled strength!

None of the strangers present dared to say that they were better than Wen Tianhao!

Wen Tianhao's punch just now was enough to smash them into meat sauce!

Can……

Ye Ling was so arrogant and powerful, but he was underestimated by Ye Ling.

Their lack of imagination could not imagine how strong Yeling was!

"It seems...we are redundant..."

When Zhang Zhiyue and Zhang Mingyu saw Ye Ling taking action for the first time, they swallowed their saliva, their eyes were full of incredible, and they looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

That's a fire-fire Vajra, an eighth-grade stranger!

After getting rid of Wen Tianhao, Ye Ling's expression remained unchanged. He looked at the uninhabited open space ahead and said lightly: "Come out."

"There are still people?"

As Ye Ling said this, everyone around him suddenly showed horror!

Two eighth grades are enough to destroy them. Now, after hearing Ye Ling's words, there are still strong people hiding in the dark?

The celestial masters of Zhengyi were confused.

How big a grudge does this Hongchen Pavilion have with them? It has to use such a big battle?

Even Zhang Mingyu himself was a little confused and didn't understand why his life was so valuable?

The atmosphere around is getting heavier.

Zhang Mingkong didn't know what Ye Ling meant and kept retreating.

The only foreign aids he invited were Wen Tianhao and Wang Shucheng. I thought that with these two top powerhouses, their actions would be foolproof.

However, I didn't expect that Ye Ling would come out from the side of the first sect. He was so strong that he was not so good at all. Both eighth grades were killed instantly!

Totally unreasonable!

Zhang Mingkong was completely desperate.

"I am a young man who destroyed our pavilion branch, but he can actually discover the existence of this king."

At this time, a clear voice sounded in everyone's ears, and then the space next to Zhang Mingkong was slightly distorted, and a long-haired man walked out of it.

He had long hair shawls, delicate facial features, a white robe, and a long white jade sword in his hand, like a beautiful man walking out of the painting.

When the strangers around him saw the man appear, they suddenly felt the urge to worship him. Many people with weak wills knelt down on the spot.

"What a strong momentum!"

Seeing the long-haired man appear, Zhang Zhiyue's expression changed instantly.

Although he didn't know the man with long hair that suddenly walked out, the man's aura was something he had never seen in his life!

Zhang Zhiyue was sure that even at his peak, he was far inferior to this long-haired man!

Is he a ninth-grade red dust immortal?

This thought suddenly appeared in Zhang Zhiyue's mind.

Although he couldn't believe it, only the Immortal of the World can have this momentum!

Is there another world of immortals?

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhiyue trembled all over. This was really...too crazy!

"Big, sir..."

Although Zhang Mingkong didn't know the man with long hair, he vaguely felt that the man was from their side, and he quickly gave a big gift to the man with long hair.

The long-haired man glanced at Zhang Mingkong, and the white jade sword in his hand was unsheathed, and then a sword light flashed.

Zhang Mingkong's head flew out.

The sword is sheathed.

Zhang Mingkong fell to the ground.

Except for Ye Ling, no one present saw the hand of the long-haired man moving clearly.

Too fast!

Between the lightning!

"Master Ye..."

Zhang Xiaoxia, who was taking care of Zhang Daoyuan in the distance, saw the appearance of the long-haired man, and endless worry flashed in her beautiful eyes, and her pink fists clenched, and she was extremely nervous.

She knew that Ye Ling was very strong, the kind that was stronger than her cognition.

But now, the strength of the long-haired man is also beyond her perception!

Zhang Xiaoxia could no longer judge whether Ye Ling could defeat the long-haired man?

"It's him!"

On the other hand, Zhuge Yehan, who had just arrived at the martial arts field, suddenly showed fear and his body trembled violently when he saw the long-haired man appear.

The reason why he betrayed the Wuhou faction and joined the Hongchen Pavilion was that the man with long hair was completely forced by the man!

That Tianyuan Immortal, Mo Wuming!

Half a step nine-grade red dust immortal!

"How could he be here?"

Zhuge Yehan trembled all over and subconsciously retreated, not daring to stay here for more.

"Xiao Yehan, where are you going?"

At this time, Mo Wuming's voice sounded behind Zhuge Yehan, causing endless fear to emerge in Zhuge Yehan's eyes.

"Former, senior..."

Zhuge Yehan did not dare to look back, and called out tremblingly, his legs trembling constantly.

The fear Mo Wuming once left him will never be forgotten!

He thought that he would never see this demon again after joining the Hongchen Pavilion, but he did not expect that he would meet him here.

Mo Wuming put his hand on Zhuge Yehan's shoulder and smiled and said, "What, are you afraid of me?"

Zhuge Yehan's whole body was stiff and he said tremblingly: "Late, how dare I, I?"
To be continued...