"Kill!" Ye Lingtian's face turned dark when they appeared, waved his hand and asked Gu Yan and the others to take a step back half a step, and picked up a saber to greet him. Both sides quickly pulled the distance closer like thunder stepping forward. When they approached two meters, the swordsman's throat in front made a roar like a rape.

It seems that only in this way can he keep himself in the courage to charge.

Ye Lingtian greeted him without hesitation. At the moment when the two sides were about to intersect, the Qingmen swordsman suddenly gathered all his strength, grinned his teeth and stabbed the sword fiercely at Ye Lingtian's heart. At this moment, he saw a sword light, a dazzling sword light that jumped out of the East China Sea like the morning sun.

The brightness of the knife light makes people subconsciously close their eyes.

"Kill!" The people on both sides couldn't help but shout, but the next second the shout suddenly stopped.

The two of them interspersed without moisture. Everyone felt that their eyes were blurred and they couldn't see clearly what was going on. They only heard the roar of a golden knife like roar spreading around.

The Qingmen swordsman still maintained his brave posture of rushing, but after rushing more than ten steps away, he stopped roaring. First, the long sword with cold light broke quietly, and then the upper half of the swordsman's body, like the firewood that was split began to shift in a dislocation, and blood was like a pouring sprinkler.

The body and head are different.

A Zi subconsciously stopped and her eyes were filled with great surprise. Chen Yannan was also stunned. They all knew the power and domineeringness of the Qingmen swordsman. Although the latter had experienced fighting and attacked Ye Lingtian with injuries, he should not be so vulnerable to the clone of one blow.

"Ye Lingtian, you, did you kill him?"

At this time, the five swordsmen surrounded by Li Yuan and the others had stopped charging. It was Liang Xiwen and the others who came out of the teahouse. At this moment, Liang Xiwen was staring at Ye Lingtian holding a knife, with the body of the swordsman still remaining in his pupils: "How did you kill him? How could you kill him?"

Liang Xiwen seemed to have difficulty accepting the bloody reality. The fallen junior brother had just joined forces with her to deal with the Chen family forces, but in the blink of an eye, he was killed on the ground by his friendly Ye Lingtian. Moreover, this was related to her slow attack on Ye Lingtian just now, and she had to feel guilty.

"Give me a reason not to kill."

Ye Lingtian shook his right hand and dissipated the blood of the blade. He stared at Liang Xiwen and snorted coldly: "Hold the sword to attack me. He is not only my enemy, Ye Lingtian, but also a traitor to the Qingmen. How can I keep such a person?

Liang Xiwen, are you trying to learn from Liang Tianbao’s rebellion?”

Ye Lingtian's feelings for the Qingmen are not as deep as Liang Xiwen, and his current position is completely different from Liang Xiwen. Besides, these swordsmen are all from Liang Tianbao, otherwise they would not have been so ignorant and attacked him. Therefore, he killed him with one sword. Ye Lingtian absolutely had a clear conscience.

At this moment, Ye Lingtian shouted again: "Liang Xiwen, are you going to rebel?"

Liang Xiwen's body was shocked: "No!"

"Why aren't you still holding a sword?"
Chapter completed!