Ye Yang's eyes were gloomy.
He stared at a group of Shura Palace disciples.
There was no longer hatred in his eyes, but more pity for those innocent people and hatred for the law of the jungle.
It was this group of Shura Palace who bullied the weak in front of him.
Only disciples will make this world become more indifferent and cruel.
He had already made up his mind that none of the Shura Palace disciples could escape.
Ye Yang was filled with murderous thoughts, looking at the group of people with sharp eyes, and said calmly: "The sky will not protect the living beings, nor will it save you people."
Scum, then I will save you.
After you go to hell, remember my name Ye Yang."
"You are arrogant!"
The other purple-robed chief couldn't help it anymore.
He roared and struck out with a sword.
The sharp sword energy whizzed towards Ye Yang with a terrifying momentum.
Ye Yang raised his arm, and the azure Bagua shape was condensed.
With a "pop" sound, the opponent's sword power was actually absorbed by the Qiankun Shield.
Ye Yang flew towards the opponent with the True Fire Sword.
Dozens of sword energy attacks exploded in the air, and flames flew through the air with an astonishing momentum.
The purple-robed leader was furious, and he suddenly waved his long sword, striking out more than a dozen lightning-fast knives in succession.
His energy penetrated the surrounding area, and he almost perfectly scattered all of Ye Yang's swords.
"Uncle Master Shenwu" On the ground, a group of Shura Palace disciples cheered, as if the purple-robed leader was about to win.
However, the purple-robed strongman standing in the air was not happy at all, because he felt that after a round of strong attacks, the opponent's aura did not weaken at all.
Instead, he struggled to split the opponent's sword energy, causing the aura to be slightly disordered.
The strength of both sides The difference is so obvious.
"Hey" Ye Yang raised the corner of his mouth and let out a chuckle.
Suddenly, his figure disappeared from the spot.
The next moment, he appeared beside the purple-robed leader.
The sword edge swept across, and a "clang" sound was shocked on the opponent's long sword.
When the purple-robed leader lost his balance, Ye Yang spread his fingers far away and shouted: "Go to death in peace, Dragon Scale Storm" In the air, dragon power and star power surged crazily, and there was a faint sound of dragon roar.
The next moment, the energy gathered into the image of four rapidly rotating cyan dragons.
The sharp dragon scales twisted quickly, cutting everything around them fiercely. , and the purple-robed chief was in the center of the dragon scale storm.
Looking at the energy surging around him, he was so frightened that his face turned pale: "What is this?"
The next moment, he desperately concentrated his strength into the starry sky armor.
However, the mere starry sky armor could not withstand the powerful destructive power of the dragon scale storm.
In just a moment, the purple-robed master's starry sky armor shattered without a trace, and was unable to withstand the opponent's attack.
With fierce moves, Ye Yang was concentrating on the energy of the dragon scale storm from a distance.
"Crack" The dragon scale blade was cutting, and the purple-robed master was covered in blood.
His purple robe and armor were torn into pieces, and even his body was cut into pieces.
Blood surged wildly, and the wounds were so deep that bones could be seen.
Ye Yang's voice was low: "Zengxuan, where did you catch me?"
The purple-robed leader had a sinister smile on his lips: "Kill me if you dare.
Even if you search the entire Central Plains, you won't find any trace of Zeng Xuan.
Boy, are you brave enough?"
Ye Yang raised his sword eyebrows: "You want to die yourself, I can't let you live."
The five fingers suddenly retracted, and the energy of the four giant dragons gathered quickly.
The dragon scales cut with coldness.
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In just an instant, the body of the purple-robed strong man was torn into pieces.
On the ground, a group of Shura Palace disciples were stunned.
No one would have thought that two purple-robed deacons would die one after another, and in the hands of the same person.
Who is this boy named Ye Yang?
"Damn it, this damn boy ruined my uncle's training.
Everyone, come with me and kill this boy to avenge my uncle."
A ninth-level descendant of the earth raised his war hammer and shouted loudly.
Ye Yang smiled coldly, and whizzed down.
The True Fire Sword contained scorching fire power, and struck down the Purgatory Fire Blade with a bang.
This time, he dissipated the golden energy on his body and emerged from the Vulcan Transformation.
Facing this group of minions, Ye Yang was absolutely superior to them even in his normal state.
Moreover, the Vulcan transformation state consumes a lot of energy.
If the transformation lasts for a long time, it will be a very difficult torment for both the body and the spirit.
Ye Yang has also realized this after experiencing hard battles.
This is also It proves that Ye Yang is slowly transforming into a peerless master with both strength and experience.
"Click" The sword edge cut off the opponent's war hammer like a melon or vegetable.
The True Fire Sword drew a beautiful arc and cut through the opponent's waist.
The next moment, blood flew, and the Shura Palace disciple died suddenly with a miserable groan.
Other disciples also rushed over one after another, with vicious expressions on their faces.
In fact, they had no way out.
If they wanted to escape, it would be impossible to escape from the sword of a third-level starry sky warrior.
More than a dozen Shura Palace disciples fled in all directions, each with pale faces, but they could not escape the pursuit behind him.
Ye Yang's body flew across the jungle, shooting across the jungle.
In less than a minute, more than a dozen Shura Palace disciples They all fell into a pool of blood, and no one survived.
Sure enough, just as Ye Yang expected, at this moment, these people were no longer strong enough to stop him.
"Chacha" The sword edge swung by and picked up the heads of several Shura Palace disciples.
Ye Yang looked up at the group of frightened people at the altar, showed a smile and said: "Don't panic, everyone, I am from Bian Liangcheng, Sishui County in the distance.
The county guard will kill the monsters on this trip.
Everyone, please go home and don’t step into this dangerous place again.”
When the people heard that he was from the government and that the young general was not evil, they immediately smiled with relief and helped each other away.
Only the little girl and her mother were still holding the civilian husband's body and crying.
Ye Yang didn't know what to say, so he took out a piece of silver and put it on the ground, saying softly: "Go quickly, those evil people don't know when they will come again."
"Thank you."
The little girl looked up at Ye Yang, with timidity in her eyes.
Under her gaze, Ye Yang's handsome figure floated up into the sky and disappeared into the clouds in a few leaps.
Overlooking the land, Shura Hall has built many buildings in the ravines between the mountains, and the mountain gate of Shura Hall is not far from the foot of the mountain.
He threw several heads in his hand in the air with great accuracy.
Those heads hit the mountain gate and made a fierce reverberation, which immediately attracted many Shura Palace disciples.
Ye Yang stood in the air and said calmly to the group of people below: "Where is Zongxuan?"