"Who are you, you dare to meddle in your own business?!" The disciple of the ancient You clan looked coldly at Ye Qingtang who suddenly appeared, and when he noticed Ye Qingtang's stunning appearance, his eyes flashed involuntarily. A touch of obscenity.
"You... treat your mother the same way." Ye Qingtang showed no expression on her face, as if her eyes were icy looking at the disciples of the ancient You clan.
As soon as Ye Qingtang said this, the You Clan's ancient disciple's face darkened immediately, and he drew out the long sword from his waist with a "clang", and the sword slashed towards Ye Qingtang.
"I think you are tired of living!"
"Shua!"
However, at the moment when the disciple of the ancient You clan raised his sword and slashed down, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes. Squirt it out!
With a "plop", the man's body collapsed to the ground like mud and twitched, and a lot of blood spilled from his neck.
I'm afraid that until he dies, he won't understand when he was injured...
The people of Shenchao Sect on the side were stunned for a moment.
This woman who came from nowhere was so decisive in killing a disciple of the ancient You clan in an instant!
The female disciple of the Shenchao Sect who was holding Ye Qingtang tightly before opened her eyes wide with a dull expression.
There was no emotion on Ye Qingtang's face. She glanced coldly at the audience, and instantly noticed that the martial arts strength of many disciples of the ancient You clan was probably at the fourth level of Yin Yang Zhenjun, and those dressed in The high-level powerhouse in the black robe has not yet entered the Yangjun realm...
Logically speaking, the disciples of the ancient You Clan should be at least in the realm of Taixuan Venerable in martial arts, and high-level figures should be in the realm of Taixuan God. Even if they entered this continent, their martial arts strength would not be so weak...
Ye Qingtang's act of instantly killing the disciples of the ancient You clan also attracted the attention of the ancient You clan.
"Yang Jun..."
Several old men in black robes from the ancient You clan frowned deeply when they saw Ye Qingtang who suddenly appeared.
"Walk!"
After sensing Ye Qingtang's strength, one of the black-robed old men immediately waved his hand, intending to take everyone from the ancient You clan away.
At this moment, within the sound transmission stone, Lingyan's voice came out again: "Miss Ye, if you cut the grass but don't remove the roots, it will regenerate when the spring breeze blows."
For this reason, Ye Qingtang naturally understands that Lingyan's body is not necessary.
Although for some reason, the martial arts strength of the high-ranking powerhouses of the ancient You clan has not yet entered the Yangjun realm, but for Ye Qingtang, it is an opportunity not to be missed.
"Want to leave?" Ye Qingtang's slightly cold voice came to everyone's ears quietly.
The moment the words fell to the ground, an incomparably tyrannical Yangjun momentum instantly filled the audience, and that ferocious momentum instantly enveloped those strong men of the ancient You clan.
And in an instant, Shenchaozong was completely sealed off, and no one from the ancient You clan was given a chance to escape here.
"Who dares to be an enemy of the ancient You clan!" an old man in black robe shouted angrily immediately.
Ye Qingtang looked at the black-robed old man with cold eyes, and did not respond at all. The long sword in his hand had already been cut horizontally.
Feeling the power of Yang Jun's sword, everyone present looked shocked and could not help but retreat towards the rear.
Under Ye Qingtang's sword, a dozen disciples of the ancient You clan were beheaded on the spot, while several black-robed old men fled in all directions, narrowly avoiding Ye Qingtang's sword.