"Who are you to dare to meddle in your business?!" The disciple of the ancient clan of the You clan looked coldly at Ye Qingtang who suddenly appeared, and when he noticed Ye Qingtang's stunning appearance, a lustful color flashed in his eyes.

"You...... Is it the same with your mother? Ye Qingtang's face did not have the slightest expression, as if his eyes were full of ice and swept towards the disciples of the ancient clan of the You clan.

As soon as Ye Qingtang's words came out, the disciple of the ancient clan of the You clan suddenly turned pale, and pulled out the long sword on his waist with a "bang", and the sword slashed towards Ye Qingtang.

"I think you're tired of it!"

"Huh!"

However, at the moment when the ancient clan disciple of the You Clan raised his sword and slashed down, a cold light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and before he could come back to his senses, a stream of blood suddenly spurted out from his neck!

With a "plop", the man's body collapsed to the ground like mud, and there were bursts of convulsions, and a large amount of blood spilled from his neck.

I'm afraid that he will die, and I don't understand when he was injured......

The people of the Divine Super Sect on the side were stunned for a moment.

This woman who came from nowhere, the killing was so decisive, and she killed a disciple of the Ancient Clan of the You Clan in an instant!

The female disciple of the Divine Super Sect who had been holding Ye Qingtang before opened her eyes even more sluggishly.

Ye Qingtang's face did not show the slightest emotion, she swept the audience with cold eyes, and instantly noticed that the martial arts strength of many disciples of the You Clan Ancient Clan was about all above and below the Yin Yang True Monarch Four Heavens, and those high-level powerhouses in black robes had not yet entered the Yang Monarch realm......

It stands to reason that the disciples of the ancient clan of the You clan, the martial arts realm should at least be in the realm of the Taixuan Venerable, and the high-level figures should be the Taixuan Divine Venerable realm, even if they enter this continent, the martial arts strength cultivation will not be so weak......

Ye Qingtang's move of killing the disciples of the You Clan Ancient Clan in seconds also attracted the attention of the people of the You Clan.

"Yangjun ......"

Several black-robed old men of the You Clan looked at Ye Qingtang who suddenly appeared, and their brows furrowed deeply.

"Let's go!"

One of the black-robed old men immediately waved his hand after sensing Ye Qingtang's strength, wanting to leave with everyone from the You Clan Ancient Clan.

At this moment, in the sound transmission stone, Lingyan's voice came out again: "Miss Ye, cut the grass without removing the roots, the spring breeze blows and grows." ”

This kind of truth does not need to be of a spiritual shape, Ye Qingtang naturally understands it.

Although for some reason, the martial arts strength of those high-level powerhouses of the You Clan has not yet entered the realm of Yangjun, but for Ye Qingtang, it is an opportunity that cannot be missed.

"Want to go?" Ye Qingtang's slightly cold voice quietly came into everyone's ears.

The moment the words landed, an incomparably powerful Yang Jun momentum instantly filled the audience, and that fierce momentum instantly enveloped those powerful people of the You Clan Ancient Clan.

And completely sealed the Divine Super Sect in an instant, not giving the people of the You Clan a chance to escape from here at all.

"Who dares to be the enemy of the ancient clan of the You clan!" A black-robed old man immediately shouted angrily.

Ye Qingtang looked at the black-robed old man coldly, and did not give any response at all, the long sword in his hand was already slashed out.

Feeling the power of Yang Jun's sword, everyone present looked shocked and couldn't help but retreat towards the rear.

Under Ye Qingtang's sword, more than a dozen disciples of the ancient clan of the You clan were killed on the spot, and several black-robed old men fled in all directions, narrowly avoiding the power of Ye Qingtang's sword.