The two elders of the Northern Ming Sect didn't know the mirror of nothingness in Ye Qingtang's hands, nor were they infected in any way.
However, at this moment, Ye Qingtang raised the mirror of nothingness.
In the next second, under the illumination of the nihilistic mirror, all the weird sounds turned into joints of wood.
The wood fell from the void to the ground, making a booming sound.
Seeing the scene in front of them, the two old men from Beimingzhuang completely froze in place, their eyes filled with disbelief.
Under the illumination of the ancient realm in Ye Qingtang's hands, their Secret Sound Heavenly Spiritual Technique turned into a piece of wood. How is this possible? !
"What kind of magic weapon is that for you?!"
One of the old men from Beiming Village stared at Ye Qingtang, and asked with an expression of disbelief.
They have never heard of such a magic weapon that can turn attacks into wood!
However, Ye Qingtang sneered, without saying a word, immediately put away the mirror of nothingness, her whole body turned into an afterimage, and immediately jumped forward, using her palm as a knife, slashing at one of them, Beimingzhuang old man.
Seeing this, the elder of Beimingzhuang shouted angrily, and immediately went up to him, fighting with Ye Qingtang.
However, this person's martial arts strength was only at the late seventh level of the Yin Yang True Monarch Realm, how could he be Ye Qingtang's opponent, after dozens of moves, he was already at a disadvantage.
Immediately, another old man from Beimingzhuang instantly joined the battle group. The newcomer had the same martial arts realm as Ye Qingtang, and he was already at the peak of the seventh heaven of Yin Yang Zhenjun.
However, even in the mid-stage of the Seventh Heaven of Yin-Yang and the peak-level two joined forces, they were still losing steadily, and they were not Ye Qingtang's champion at all.
"How is this possible!"
The two old men from Beimingzhuang became more and more horrified as they fought. Although Ye Qingtang was only at the peak of the seventh heavenly realm of Yin Yang Zhenjun, his battle was not lost to the eighth heavenly powerhouse. , but also between the same brother!
In less than a quarter of an hour, the two old men from Beimingzhuang were seriously injured. If they continued to fight, not only would they not be able to pose any threat to Ye Qingtang, but they would put themselves in a very dangerous situation.
"Retreat first!"
The two Beimingzhuang elders looked at each other, and one of them said with a frown.
After fighting Ye Qingtang for a while, the two of them are now fully aware of the current situation. Based on the two of them, it is impossible for them to pose a threat to Ye Qingtang, the Yang Lord. They can only leave first. The landlord will solve it.
If the owner of the village did it himself, together with several of their Yang Lords, this woman could be easily beheaded...
"Humph, girl... your skills are really extraordinary... It's just that you have offended Beimingzhuang now, and there is no way out. I won't continue to entangle with you today. We will never turn around. See you next time, and I will definitely kill you." !"
One of the old men in Beimingzhuang said, and the two of them immediately turned into phantoms and flew towards the depths of the void.
"Come whenever you want, leave whenever you want, how can it be so easy!" Ye Qingtang sneered, with a chill in her eyes.
If several Yang Lords from Beimingzhuang came out together, and the owner of Beimingzhuang, even Ye Qingtang, would be too difficult to resist. Now, it is best to kill these two Yangjuns here first!
"Shua!"
At this moment, Ye Qingtang swung the Xuantian Slaughter Blade, and a crimson sword glow, carrying the extremely strong power of the Phoenix blood, seemed to fall from the sky, piercing the void.
"Boom!"
One of them injured Lord Yang, and was caught off guard by Ye Qingtang's sword.