In an instant, several figures rushing towards them fled back as if they had been hit hard.
Boom...
A tall and burly green figure, two meters tall, with broad arms and round waist, appeared in front of Ye Wushuang.
He is dressed in blue armor, with faint flashes of light, and exudes an aura as heavy as the earth, which is so overwhelming that one almost wants to attack him; in a pair of pupilless eyes, white flames can clearly be seen beating, filled with endless murderous intent and murderous intent.
, scanning the people in front of him coldly.
Exactly, the Turtle Spirit Earth Puppet!
"puff!"
"Puff puff..."
The hoopoe flew back upside down, and as soon as they landed, they all vomited blood, their faces suddenly turned pale, and they looked frightened.
They are all genuine Tian Chong realm warriors, but they were hit by this weird big guy and made them vomit blood?
It was like seeing a ghost!
"Kill it!"
Ye Wushuang was too lazy to talk nonsense and waved his hand directly.
Whoosh...
The seemingly bulky Turtle Spirit puppet instantly turned into a cyan afterimage and charged away.
The speed was so fast that everyone surrounding him had no time to react. They only felt a flash of green light in front of their eyes, then suddenly blackened, and a burly green figure appeared in front of them.
Bang bang...
The next moment, silhouettes rose into the sky, falling in all directions like handfuls of soybeans thrown into the sky.
The turtle spirit puppet didn't even attack, it just ran away like that, knocking all the disciples of the Sword Asking Alliance in front of Zhao Ying away, and instantly came to Zhao Ying and stretched out a claw.
Click...
There was a sound of bone shattering, and Zhao Ying's entire right shoulder was instantly shattered and dropped directly.
Whoosh!
The turtle puppet didn't pause at all. His right arm shook and he threw Zhao Ying away. With a bang, he fell hard at Ye Wushuang's feet.
"ah..."
The next moment, a shrill scream came from Zhao Ying's mouth and resounded throughout the mountains and fields.
His whole body was twitching, sweat was pouring from his forehead, and there was indescribable panic and fear on his face. He completely lost his previous arrogant attitude.
horrible!
It's simply terrible!
Seeing this scene, everyone was completely stunned.
What is the origin of this big guy?
When Ye Wushuang climbed the mountain before, they didn't see this big guy; therefore, they didn't pay attention to the big guy from beginning to end.
Unexpectedly, he could actually knock away countless disciples of the Wenjian Alliance in an instant, leaving Zhao Ying with no chance to fight back, so his right arm was crushed and thrown at Ye Wushuang's feet.
Simply incredible!
"Now, do you still think I'm arrogant?"
Looking at Zhao Ying who was sweating profusely and looking frightened, Ye Wushuang slowly squatted down at this moment, raised the corners of his mouth, smiled lightly, and said: "I heard that you are here to avenge that Jiang Shang? Unfortunately, it seems that this
You can’t avenge me!”
"Oh, by the way, that Zhao Xueer is your sister, right?"
"She was just like you, ignorant of life and death, and was killed by me. Is this the tradition of your Zhao family?"
"Ye Wushuang, you..."
Bang...
As soon as Zhao Ying opened his mouth, Ye Wushuang dropped his palm, followed by a dull explosion. Zhao Ying suddenly froze up, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
His star gate is broken!
"Ye Wushuang, I am..."
"Is the leader of the top ten swordsmen right? Is the eldest son of the Zhao family in the imperial capital right?"
Ye Wushuang smiled lightly and said, "I know..."
"But, so what?"
Before he finished speaking, his palm fell again.
Bang bang bang...
A series of dull sounds sounded, and the nine vital points in Zhao Ying's body were shattered one after another.
"ah..."
A hysterical scream suddenly came from Zhao Ying's mouth.
The heartbreaking pain almost made him lose consciousness and fell into a coma, completely losing consciousness.
"You and I have no enmity at all, and I am not a murderous person..."
Ye Wushuang stood up slowly, glanced around with an indifferent expression, and said lightly: "But, why do you want to provoke me?"
Bang...
Before he finished speaking, he stepped down directly on Zhao Ying's chest.
Bang!
A deep explosion suddenly sounded, and Zhao Ying's entire chest sank instantly, his bones were broken, and his orifices were bleeding.
"Forehead..."
Zhao Ying opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a large amount of blood mixed with organs and minced meat surged out, making him unable to say a word and could only open and close his mouth.
His vision quickly dimmed and his vitality disappeared.
That kick just now had already shattered all his internal organs and organs!
"Now..."
Ye Wushuang slowly retracted his right foot, not bothering to look at Zhao Ying again. He glanced at the people around him indifferently and spoke slowly.
"Who else wants to grab the lotus seeds?"
The voice was neither loud nor loud. It was even like chatting after tea and dinner, tepid and indifferent.
But when it fell into the ears of everyone, it was like a drought thunder exploding, making them all stiffen, tremble slightly, and unable to reply.
Everyone knows how powerful Zhao Ying is than Ye Wushuang.
The leader of the top ten swordsmen, the founding leader of the Asking Sword Alliance, a genuine Dzogchen warrior at the pinnacle of Tianchong Realm, a half-step martial artist... Any one of these titles represents strength and represents the ceiling for the younger generation.
.
But at this moment, from being crippled to being killed, it only took a few breaths; and from the beginning to the end, Zhao Ying didn't even have a chance to take action. He was like a puppet, being slaughtered by others until his death.
.
This is like seeing a ghost!
At this moment, everyone's eyes fell on the burly cyan figure.
They have already seen that with such a terrifying existence, I am afraid no one can kill Ye Wushuang today!
On the other side, Wu Youyou, who had just withdrawn from the crowd and was about to leave, had a pretty face that was pale and bloodless, and her already developed breasts were rising and rising even more.
Although her intuition told her that Ye Wushuang should not be provoked, she never expected that he would be so terrifying!
That is Zhao Ying, the strongest being among the nearly 100,000 disciples of the Tengjian Sect!
Now, in front of Ye Wushuang, he was beaten so hard that he was unable to fight back!
The followers behind him were also frightened at this moment, with pale faces.
Fortunately, fortunately Wu Youyou chose to quit just now, fortunately they chose to listen to Wu Youyou just now.
Otherwise, I am afraid that they will be the ones lying on the ground at this moment, dying of anger!
But, where does this Ye Wushuang come from?
Although he looks ordinary, why are there such terrifying masters around him?
"Withdraw! Withdraw quickly!"
At this moment, Hoopoe got up from the ground, supported each other with Qiankun and Ling Jia, shouted in fear, turned around and ran away.
Even the powerful Zhao Ying was killed. If they continue to stay here, they will only die in vain.
Thousand-year-old lotus seeds are good, but life is more important!
As soon as these words came out, everyone reacted instantly, turned around and left without saying a word.
"Who allowed you to leave?"
At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded.
Whoosh...
Before he finished speaking, the turtle spirit puppet suddenly flew out and instantly landed in front of everyone, blocking their way; a powerful aura spread out, instantly making everyone freeze and stand on the spot.
"You can come and leave whenever you want. Is it such a cheap thing in this world?"