"Mr. Ye, little ......"

Before he could say the word heart, Ye Hao suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the few people in front of him, and a force suddenly burst out from Ye Hao's body, shaking all the disciples who rushed over.

Several people fell to the ground in embarrassment, and the breath of their internal organs only felt churning.

After being taught a lesson, several people looked at Ye Hao with attention, but they didn't expect this seemingly inconspicuous man to have such ability.

Holding the sword in his hand, several disciples looked at Ye Hao vigilantly, ready to wait for the opportunity to move, and supported it with one hand, and the whole person lay down.

I saw that there was still any sword in his hand, and the sword body had been completely shattered when it collided with Ye Hao, leaving only the hilt in his hand.

"How can it be!"

A cultivator's weapon is like a part of his body, following him for many years, and becoming one with his own spells.

The weapon was broken, almost as if the closest person had been killed, and several disciples were red with anger at this time.

Regardless of whether he had beaten Ye Hao or not, he gathered all his strength, and for a while, the wind was strong on the top of the mountain, and the yellow sand was all over the sky.

Several people condensed their mana together, and the yellow sand in the sky finally condensed into a yellow tornado, roaring towards Ye Hao.

Yu Qing was so fascinated by the yellow sand that he almost couldn't open his eyes.

Ye Hao is still as usual.

Yu Qing approached Ye Hao with difficulty in front of the wind and sand with one hand.

"Mr. Ye, this is one of the forms of the Yuelong Array, Wild Dragon, don't look at it as just a strong wind, if people are caught in it, they will be torn apart in an instant, but these people's spells are limited, as long as we dodge and don't get involved, this gust of wind will naturally stop because their mana is exhausted."

After Yu Qing finished speaking, he snorted a few times, only to feel that he had just opened his mouth and entered a lot of yellow sand.

"Mr. Ye, let's go, aren't you uncomfortable?"

Yu Qing squinted and covered his mouth and said, the whole person was deformed by the wind that was getting closer and closer.

Raising his eyes to look at Ye Hao, he saw Ye Hao standing there very casually, compared to himself, he looked like a person from two worlds.

Not to mention that his eyes are uncomfortable, Ye Hao's hair doesn't blow at all, compared to himself who is covered in loess, Ye Hao's clothes are still clean and neat.

"Why don't you have wind here?"

Yu Qing stood in front of Ye Hao curiously, completely forgetting the crisis behind him.

Before he could see clearly, he only felt a strong wind behind him, instantly sweeping him off the ground.

"Ahh

Just when Yu Qing thought he was going to finish playing, suddenly a force on his neckline grabbed him.

Yu Qing lowered his head and saw that Ye Hao was still standing firmly on the ground, stretching out one hand and grabbing his collar.

Now the two of them are on the verge of a tornado, the place where the wind is at its strongest, but from Yu Qing's point of view, Ye Hao's clothes didn't even swing slightly.

After the two were engulfed in the tornado, several disciples looked at each other a few times and suddenly increased the force in their hands.

The gathering of yellow sand made Yu Qing clearly see that there was a layer of unintentional protective shield around Ye Hao, and the wind and sand could not get close at all.

Then Yu Qing saw that the protective shield was slowly wrapping itself along Ye Hao's arm.

The sound of the wind in his ears stopped, and Yu Qing's body fell lightly.

"Mr. Ye, next time there is a buff, can you add it to me in advance."

Yu Qing said and wiped a handful of eyes that were blown out of tears.

"Yes."

Ye Hao said lightly.

With Ye Hao's shield, Yu Qing was not afraid at all when he stood inside, Mr. Ye was simply a god.

Yu Qing stretched out his hand, curious about the ability of this protective shield.

Ye Hao suddenly opened his hands at this time.

A wave of energy was instantly released into the sky, hitting the middle of the tornado.

Then there was almost an explosion, and the tornado was suddenly split from the middle position, and without the wind power, the yellow sand instantly lost its place, and fell all over the sky with gravity.

When all the dust settled, I saw that the few white-clothed disciples who cast the spell were instantly buried by the yellow sand, and the sand and dust brought up by the tornado actually fell on several people.

"High!"

Yu Qing couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

The battle on this side came to an end for the time being, and the two gangs that fought on that side also broke the tie at this time.

Without the main force, Yue Longyin's disciples began to gradually appear at a disadvantage.

Just when everyone was making the final end, a black evil aura appeared from the side of the mountain gate, and it was obscured for a while.

A strong wind blew up, instantly breaking through Yue Longyin's last line of defense.

A folding fan, some easy, long black hair flying, it is the Xuanfeng of the Seven Kills.

Xuan Feng brought a group of Seven Killing disciples dressed in black behind him, and at this time, he was looking at the remnants of the defeated soldiers on the field.

Although the ability of those miscellaneous troops was higher than that of Yue Long Yin's disciples, after such a long battle, the damage was unavoidable, and everyone was now tired.

Compared with the seven kills that just came on the field, everything in front of him is simply a fisherman's benefit.

"The time is just right, old thing, hand over the keel, you can leave all your corpses!"

Xuan Feng opened the folding fan and said domineeringly.

At this time, Tianyi slowly walked out from behind Xuanfeng, stepped forward, and looked at everyone with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Sure enough, how can the siege of Yue Longyin be without your seven killings! Vile! ”

One of the slightly younger elders scolded.

"People who are dying, what's the point of talking so fast."

Tianyi said lightly, and lowered his eyes slightly after speaking.

"Kill them all."

The disciple of the Seven Kills got the order and immediately rushed forward, after the battle just now, everyone was tired, but in order to save their lives, they had to spend their last energy.

Another fierce battle was set off, and the result was predictable when the two sides fought.

Several disciples who taught Ye Hao here were beaten by Ye Hao and returned to their master's side.

After being informed of the situation, Elder Xie narrowed his eyes and looked at Ye Hao.

"Mr. Ye!"

Although Yue Longyin doesn't believe in himself now, these are brothers who have been together for many years, and watching them die one by one in front of his eyes, Yu Qing still can't bear it after all.

"It's not time yet."

Ye Hao said.

"They can't hold it!"

Yu Qing said anxiously.

Ye Hao glanced at Yu Qing, helpless, and was about to step forward, when Xuan Feng, who had been standing in place and watching the battle, suddenly made a move.

Probably also wanted to end this war as soon as possible, as soon as Xuan Feng made a move, the seven killings were like a bamboo, whether it was Yue Longyin or those miscellaneous gangs, Xuan Feng all flew away.

"Tianyi, what are you doing!"

"Xuanfeng, why did you even fight us, didn't you say that we would divide it evenly?"

The crowd roared.

Xuan Feng flew and landed in front of the man.

"Divide it evenly, why do you divide it equally with the seven killings."

Xuan Feng said in a cold tone.

The man took a trembling step back, and before he could escape, he saw Xuan Feng holding a fan and waving his hand, and the man's head fell to the ground in an instant.

"Seven killings deceive us! Use us as cannon fodder! ”

(End of chapter)