He closed his breath. When he was still ten feet away from the two, his body suddenly jumped up, and the scimitar in his hands emitted an extremely cold murderous aura, like two protruding lightning bolts, falling straight towards the vests of the two.
Both of them were in the grass in front of them, and they didn't expect Ye Xuan to attack from behind them. The moment they heard the sound of a scimitar breaking through the air, they turned around, but the strong murderous aura had already enveloped them, and two extremely sharp scimitars had locked them.
The two were shocked and saw Ye Xuan, who was as quick as a tiger to go down the mountain after two scimitars. In a panic, they raised their swords to fight and shouted for their companions to come and help.
Ye Xuan sneered, an extremely powerful fighting spirit burst out from his body. A kind of invincible aura and fighting spirit that no one else could be the same, making him extremely powerful.
The speed of the scimitar was beyond the imagination of the two disciples of the Du family. As soon as their long sword was swung, the scimitar had penetrated their defense line. They raised their swords to block each other, and the swords and swords trembled sharply.
The moment the sound rang, Ye Xuan had already reached one of the people, and an extremely mad fist flashed instantly, with great force and powerful force bombardment.
There was a sword light in front of it, and the surging fist power came from behind. Under Ye Xuan's double attack, the Du family disciple suddenly felt cold. A call of death had invaded his mind. In fear, Ye Xuan punched him in the face with a punch. A scream rang out, and his body fell heavily half a foot away.
Ye Xuan's body fell to the ground, and the scimitar was already in his hand and quickly threw it towards his body. Without any suspense, he pierced his heart with one knife.
After killing one person, Ye Xuan did not hesitate at all. His agile body looked like a cheetah and looked at another Du family disciple.
The Du family disciple had just raised his sword to break the threat of the scimitar, but when he came to his senses, he heard the screams of his companions. In a panic, he saw a powerful figure as fast as lightning, falling towards him.
Under the shadow of his tragic death of his companion, he felt fearful and did not want to fight. Instead, he had the idea of running away.
"Someone comes to save me!"
He let out a horrified cry for help, and his body suddenly bounced from the spot and turned around to retreat.
Ye Xuan laughed loudly, how could he let him escape? The scimitar in his hand had broken through the wind, and an invincible sword light surged, as if he was blessed by the power of the summoning power of the god of death and went straight into his back. The moment the scimitar pierced his back, an iron fist also fell down and ruthlessly took his life.
The screams of horror sounded again, and Ye Xuan put away his two scimitars and quickly hid in the jungle.
Ye Xuan killed two people in an instant, and it took only half a minute to add up, and there was no room for other enemies to encircle. When the first person arrived at the scene, he was several feet away.
Du Yun, who was sitting in the open space outside the jungle, suddenly stood up after hearing the first scream, but the second scream continued to sound at this moment.
He shouted in surprise: "It's him. He was the same as last time's method, fast and rapid, killing two of them in an instant, this beast!"
After the words came, his body had already swept up and fell towards the place where the screams were heard. Shu Li and the Zhang brothers followed closely behind.
Ye Xuan was ten feet away at this moment, but he did not escape. He closed his breath and held two scimitars in his hand, looking for an opportunity to kill the enemy again.
His body rose and fell on a towering ancient tree, his eyes like swords, searching for the traces of the enemy.
But in a moment, he saw two young men in blue, rushing to the place where he had killed the two of them just now.
He sneered, his expression turned extremely cold.
He had internal injuries and could not face the enemy head-on for a long time, but it was urgent to kill these two people.
His eyes were sharp and he saw a straight bamboo tree with a foot away. Its stud was as thick as a bowl, but it was straight and tall, breaking through the blockade of other trees' branches and leaves.
Ye Xuan looked at it, and his expression changed from pleasure to the extreme. His body flew up, using both speed and strength to the extreme. His feet stepped on the bamboo-spinning stud, and the bamboo-spinning stud bent downward. The bamboo-spinning stud was tough and full of elasticity. Under his force, he instantly burst out with extremely powerful elasticity, which directly bounced his body out.
The moment Ye Xuan was exposed to its elastic force, he shot in the direction where the two disciples of Du were like sharp arrows.
He held two scimitars in his hand, combined the human swords and locked the two of them, and in an instant he reached the sky above where they were.
"Not good! There are people in the sky."
The two Du family disciples were very alert and had already discovered Ye Xuan's figure at this moment.
But Ye Xuan was extremely fast and did not prepare for the two of them to fight at all. His body appeared two feet above the two of them's heads like a giant eagle. The two scimitars quickly fell towards the two of them like the sickle of the god of death.
The sword light flashed, and the fist shadows filled the sky.
Ye Xuan was in the air, but his right fist had locked one of the Du family disciples.
The sword light fell, and the Du family disciple quickly raised his sword to greet him, but he didn't want the scimitar to be in front and the heavy punch behind. In a panic, he was hit in the brain by Ye Xuan's punch. He didn't even have time to scream, and he died.
The moment Ye Xuan landed, he took off a scimitar and looked at another Du family member.
The Du family disciple just held up a long sword and broke the threat of the scimitar, but saw the tragic death of his companion, and his expression became extremely panicked.
Ye Xuan looked at him and sneered repeatedly, and a strong murderous intent erupted from his body.
"You haven't escaped yet?" He looked at the other person playfully.
When the Du family heard this, he screamed in surprise and turned around and ran towards the depths of the jungle.
Ye Xuan's thoughts flashed and threw the scimitar in his hand towards him. The sword light flashed, and an extremely vast energy arose, and it merged with the scimitar and fell directly to the Du family disciple.
Ye Xuan stretched out his feet and picked up another scimitar on the ground. He followed the first scimitar like a projectile and then ran out.
The breath of death enveloped the disciples of the Du family. He stopped and twisted his body, striking his sword across, trying to break the threat of flying scimitars, but saw Ye Xuan holding up his sword.
He raised his sword helplessly and struck across the river. The long sword and the scimitar collided with each other, striking a dazzling spark. The moment the spark flashed, Ye Xuan's left fist shadow fell, and the scimitar with his right hand had cut off his throat.
His body fell to the ground, his face filled with fear and despair.
Ye Xuan put away his short knife and entered the jungle, and his body hid into the dense jungle.