Chapter 125 Thunder Clone, Coming!

Behind the golden-robed middle-aged man, a golden broadsword emerged.

His martial spirit, the golden iron sword!

"Give me death!" Pointing sharply ahead, a golden gas roared out, and soon, a golden broadsword evolved in the void.

The big sword swept through the air, slashing through a terrifying sword, and went straight to Ye Wuhai.

Ye Wuhai's pupils shrank suddenly, his body trembled even more, and his face was already showing despair.

He still had momentum just now, and that was because he knew that as long as Ye Qingyun was there, the Ye family would not be destroyed!

But now that he learned from the other party that Ye Qingyun was dead, this was tantamount to shattering his last hope.

His eyes slowly closed, and he no longer thought of resisting.

The gap in cultivation between the two sides is too big, even if they resist, it's useless!

The sword roared, and at this moment, a thunderbolt burst out from the front, like a huge python opening its mouth and swallowing the knife in one gulp.

Cracking sound!

A silver swirl left on the ground quickly vanished.

Ahead, a figure appeared.

This person's whole body was covered with thunder, and his silver eyes were particularly terrifying, projecting a compelling aura.

Beside the boy stood a young man.

"Who!" The golden-robed man was a little jealous of the young man, and his intuition told him that the person in front of him was definitely not easy to mess with, but he directly ignored the young man standing beside the young man.

It's just a thunderbolt clone, and its cultivation hasn't reached the Yin Void Realm yet.

What is there to be afraid of?

However, the next scene made him stunned in place, and his brain was a little unable to function.

I saw that the young man with a fourfold body of Yin Void Realm actually said to the thunder boy: "Master!"

When Ye Wuhai and the others saw this young man, their eyes suddenly brightened, their faces swept away with despair, and they were excited: "Qingyun!"

Ye Qingyun is here.

However, it was not him himself, but a thunderous clone.

At this moment, he saw this scene and roared in his heart.

Although this person is not very good to him, he is a member of the Ye family after all. He died, and there was not even a body left.

The anger in my heart erupted like a volcano.

Far on the other side, Ye Qingyun was talking to Jin Zhi, but the picture given to him by the doppelganger made his pupils shrink suddenly, and the evil qi all over his body was revealed, fluttering around, and the air was condensing.

The sudden cold breath made Jin Zhi tremble, and the other party's breath was like a killing god, making him tremble: "Brother Xu......"

His words made Ye Qingyun react, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, glanced at the other party coldly, and said lightly: "Quickly lead the way!

"Okay! good!" Jin Zhi nodded again and again, he had already served the latter as a master, and hurriedly walked forward.

The two walked one after the other, walking in a shadowy path.

Back to the Thunder clone.

"You...... Are you Ye Qingyun, you're not dead!" When the golden-robed man saw the thunder clone, he felt that this clone looked exactly the same as Ye Qingyun, and he was surprised.

"However, your cultivation is very low!"

The thunder clone looked around and saw that many Ye family disciples had died tragically at the hands of the Jin family's martial artists, and the ground was full of the bones of the Ye family's disciples.

Many people are divided into corpses, and the ghosts are not gone, and the resentment is very strong.

Ye Wuhai was covered in blood.

Ye Qing had two blood-red slap marks on his face.

At this moment, the aura on the Thunder Split's body skyrocketed and became extremely irritable!

At this moment, it is thunder again.

One thunderbolt after another roared and landed on him!

And his cultivation actually jumped directly from the sixth level of the Violent Transformation Realm to the first level of the Yin Void Realm.

The strange scene made the middle-aged man in the golden robe look puzzled and surprised.

He had never seen it before!

Can a person absorb the power of thunder? and can also refine it?

Shout!

In the hand of Ye Qingyun's thunder clone, there was an extra silver long sword.

This is a sword condensed from thunder.

The sword was sharp, the sword qi was arrogant, like rolling thunder, and one after another silver pythons rose into the sky, making him feel breathless.

"This son is weird!" Feeling the coercion, the golden-robed middle-aged man stepped out, and the golden big knife behind him suddenly condensed.

An extra golden broadsword appeared in his right hand, and it rushed straight forward.

Bang on the ground!

With a loud bang, the sword shadow fell on him, and suddenly the fierce sword qi was strung around, disintegrating his sword qi one by one, stirring up, and a hundred meters away, the martial artists of the Jin family spit out a mouthful of blood under this sword qi.

The golden-robed middle-aged man couldn't resist Ye Qingyun's sword at all, and the huge momentum made him take a few steps back again and again, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"Huh?" Ye Qingyun was slightly stunned and looked at the golden robe on the other party's body.

With a strong swing, the other party was not dead, and the golden robe obviously had a great effect on him!

"It's a martial treasure! But it's a pity, it's a dilapidated martial treasure, and it can only be used once! I'll see how you can resist my move next!" The thunder clone had a cold expression, and his body exuded an aura of indifference, looking coldly at the golden-robed middle-aged man in front of him, with a cold coldness in his eyes.

"I'm ......," the golden-robed middle-aged man shouted.

"I don't care who you are! Even if the head of your Jin family comes here, I will kill you!" Ye Qingyun waved the Thunder Sword in his hand violently.

"No!" the golden-robed middle-aged man screamed, and his body was torn apart with a bang.

The bloody scene made the people around him fearful.

"Shang Jie!" Ye Qingyun said lightly, his expression was still cold, and his whole body was crackling.

"Disciple, here!" Shang Jie said in a deep voice.

"Kill them all, not one will be left!" The indifferent words came, causing the warriors of the Dejin family to lose the idea of fighting in an instant.

"Run!"

"Run! This is a demon! a demon who has come out of hell!" the Jin family warriors screamed, however, how could they be faster than Shang Jie?

Shang Jie rushed in like a fierce tiger, extremely brave, and killed many Jin family warriors in an instant!

Heavy rain fell from the sky.

It fell with a clatter, washing the blood off the ground.

Most of that blood belonged to the Ye family.

Ye Qingyun's thunder clone stood in place, letting the rain lap and the silver light on his body gradually dimmed.

Demon?

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and a sneer.

These Jin family warriors who had just killed mad now said that he was a demon, and each of them looked like a frightened rabbit.

"Qingyun!" Ye Wuhai looked at the doppelganger in front of him, he couldn't bear it anymore in his eyes, and tears of excitement rushed out.

If Ye Qingyun was one step late, then the Ye family would really be destroyed today!