Chapter 839: Lessons

Ye Qingyun unceremoniously inserted the broken sword into the opponent's abdomen, and then slowly pulled it back.

The action is smooth and done in one go, without the slightest hesitation.

When the people around saw this scene, they were instantly dumbfounded, as if they had seen something wrong.

The deceased man was the lieutenant general of this team, and he came here to serve as a deacon on the orders of Lord Lin. It can be said that to a certain extent, he has half the status of Prince Lin.

"This guy even dares to kill the deputy general? If it reaches the ears of Lord Lin, he will be crippled if he doesn't die!"

"Yes, yes! Lord Lin is a ruthless character who will be revenged, and he has a large army, and he relies on the Lin family, one of the four ancient families in the Central Domain, behind him, isn't provoking him tantamount to a moth to a fire?"

There was a cacophony all around.

However, Ye Qingyun's expression did not change at all.

At this moment, a person walked out of the team, saw the cold corpse on the ground, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the cold light flickered: "Who did this?"

When the surrounding warriors saw this person, their heads were a little big.

This guy is the captain of this team and the boss of the deceased.

He's a very protective person, and he has a pretty good relationship with the dead.

As soon as he saw the cold and lifeless corpse below, his face became quite ugly, anger grew, and it rushed to his mind, and a pair of eyes directly turned red in the next moment, like two fireballs, sweeping over the people around him: "Don't you dare to admit it if you dare to do it?"

"Don't you dare to admit it? Do you need to be proudly recognized to kill a piece of garbage?"

The faint sound resounded throughout the heavens and the earth, and also resounded in everyone's eardrums, like a thunderbolt crashing down on their heads, buzzing, resounding non-stop.

Countless people were directly confused when they heard this.

Mad!

It's crazy to the point of no bounds.

They all thought that Ye Qingyun would politely bow his head to the other party and admit his mistake, after all, that guy was the captain of this team, and his cultivation had reached the ninefold middle of the Transformation God Realm, and he had a very large background, and he was the right-hand man of Lin Wangye (body shēn).

Who would have thought that Ye Qingyun would not give the other party a face at all, and directly said something earth-shattering.

"Trash?" the face of the warrior in the golden armor changed drastically, and he roared angrily: "Presumptuous! Dare to say that my lieutenant is trash, it's just presumptuous!"

"Presumptuous?" Ye Qingyun was about to speak when he heard this.

The old man Luo Zheng on the side of (body shēn) held his hand again and again, and said anxiously: "Ye Gongzi, he is ......"

"Old man, don't worry, no matter who he is or what kind of background he has, it doesn't matter, I'm sure they won't snatch your ancestral shrine, and they won't hurt half of your hair!"

Ye Qingyun's madness made the scalps of the people around him tingle.

"It doesn't matter?" When the golden armored warrior heard this, he sneered contemptuously, raised his head arrogantly, and said smugly: "I am the person on the side of Lin Wangye (body shēn), and a word from Lin Wangye can make your village annihilated! ”

"You don't care, why don't you care?"

Speaking of this, he glanced at Ye Qingyun rather coldly, and a strong playful light appeared in his eyes.

When Ye Qingyun heard this, he sneered and stepped forward: "What a loyal dog?"

"Dog, you say I'm a dog?" the warrior was stunned.

"You have a bite of Lord Lin, isn't it his dog? It's just that you found the wrong person for the master. Ye Qingyun had already come to three meters in front of the other party (身shēn), and a pair of sharp eyes swept over the latter like sharp blades.

For some reason, when the other party's gaze fell on (身shēn), the warrior Hun (身shēn) trembled suddenly.

He was scared and panicked.

But in an instant, he was furious.

The other party is just a martial artist of the eightfold transformation of the god realm, and he is a martial artist of the ninth level of the transformation of the god realm.

There was a huge gap between the two of them.

Although it is heavy, this gap is like heaven and earth, and it is difficult to cross it at all.

At this moment, he had completely murderous intent towards Ye Qingyun, and his arm was suddenly raised in the next moment, like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole, clenching one hand into a claw, and slamming towards Ye Qingyun's neck.

He wanted to directly twist Ye Qingyun's neck and kill him with one move.

What a ruthless heart!

In this case, there is no need for Ye Qingyun to stay under his subordinates.

There was a wave of spiritual power in the void.

Ye Qingyun's right hand suddenly grasped the hilt of the Wu (情 qíng) sword, and then pulled it out suddenly, and suddenly a cold light flashed away.

Take a step with your right foot and step on the opponent's feet, like a boulder falling, making the opponent scream in pain.

Suddenly, there was a blood-colored mark on the outstretched hand, which spread all the way to the wrist.

Click!

The other party's hand is directly broken!

Rumble!

The golden armor on the warrior (身shēn) turned into nothing under Ye Qingyun's strong sword aura.

You must know that his golden armor is difficult to pierce with ordinary weapons.

What is the other party's weapon? So sharp?

"Ahh

The screams echo ((swing dàng) dàng) throughout the heavens and the earth.

The people around you look at me, and I look at you, all of them see strong awe and fear from the depths of each other's eyes.

"Trash!" Ye Qingyun said disdainfully, and under the dilation of the opponent's pupils, he stabbed the Wu (情qíng) sword into the opponent's body, and blood sprayed wildly.

After doing all this, he turned slightly (身shēn).

The people around him unconsciously took a few steps back, as if looking at a demon.

The dead man was not an ordinary person, he was a general-level figure, and he was also a proud thug on the side of Lin Wangye (身shēn).

But he died in the hands of Ye Qingyun like this, and he didn't make the people around him sigh for a while.

With the death of the two men, the rest of the soldiers fled.

For these shrimp soldiers and crab generals, Ye Qingyun didn't bother to pay attention to them.

"Ye Gongzi, did you kill him?" Luo Zheng's voice trembled a little.

"That's right!" Ye Qingyun nodded and said, "You can also see that they don't plan to let you go at all." ”

Luo Zheng let out a long sigh, then looked at Ye Qingyun and said heavily: "Since Ye Gongzi has come here, you might as well enter the ancestral hall with me." ”

Speaking of this, he looked at the little boy Luo Mang next to him and said, "Mang'er, you can come with me too." ”

"Good!" Romans nodded quickly.

Several people quickly walked towards the quaint ancestral shrine in front of them.

There are countless spirit tablets in the huge ancestral shrine, and these people are the ancestors of the Luo family.

Ye Qingyun's eyes swept around, and he suddenly found that the token in front of him was extremely different.

The difference is not the appearance of this token, but the breath around this token.

"With the power of the formation, could it be that the token is the key to opening the teleportation array?" his eyes flickered, and his heart moved slightly.