Several old men in black robes are in the realm of Taixuan God Venerable in the Central Continent. However, after coming to this continent, the current martial arts strength realm is only around the sixth level of Yinyang Zhenjun. Ye Qingtang of the eighth heaven of true monarchs confronted each other.
In just a few rounds, two old men in black robes had died tragically by Ye Qingtang's sword.
These high and mighty ancient clan powerhouses never imagined until their death that they just invaded a low-level continent, but in the end they died in the hands of a little Yang Lord!
"Those who kill and injure my ancient You clan...will suffer irreparable consequences, and their souls will be driven into the depths of the Nine Nethers and suppressed forever!"
One of the old men in black glared at Ye Qingtang.
"Killing one is a crime, and killing millions is the roost. When I kill all of your ancient You clan, who else can suppress me?" Ye Qingtang's eyes flickered coldly, and the voice overflowing from his mouth seemed to be It can freeze the air around here.
Immediately, many disciples and high-ranking members of the Shenchao Sect erupted in excitement, each of them looked excited and cheered endlessly.
"Hahaha, is it true that there is no one in our continent... The foreign invaders, who are so arrogant in our territory, will eventually die in the hands of Master Yang!"
"Long live Lord Yang, kill all these beasts!"
"Lord Yang Jun, after these beasts came to the north, they made the northern people miserable and killed millions of civilians in Tianxing City..."
Many senior officials of Shenchaozong shouted.
"Damn..."
The few remaining old men in black robes gritted their teeth. If they were in the outside world, this bastard Yang Jun, they could easily kill him with just a single aura!
"If it wasn't for our warship carrying water being blown up..."
An old man in a black robe looked gloomy.
Coming to this lower continent from the Central Continent, they originally prepared sufficient food and water.
However, in the middle of the journey, the warship that they were carrying the water sources suddenly blew up for some reason. After that, the ancient You clan collected water sources from nearby, but who would have thought that almost all the water sources were poisoned. That's why after they entered this continent, the realm of martial arts was severely suppressed, and the realm recovered very slowly.
Elder Xueyue, who had been following Ye Qingtang all this time, heard Ye Qingtang's heroic words, and suddenly felt his heart throbbing with excitement. He immediately took a step forward, and said to the ancient You clan with a sneer:
"If you do evil in our continent, you will have to pay the corresponding price!"
He couldn't lose the aura of the Blood Moon Sect in front of his own saint.
Just as Elder Xueyue opened his mouth, Ye Qingtang's whole body had turned into an afterimage, and rushed towards the remaining black-robed old men.
Now, only the black-robed old man in the sixth level of the True Lord of Yin-Yang couldn't resist Ye Qingtang's attack at all. With just a dozen or so breaths, he was a strong man in the Supreme Profound God Realm outside. But they all died in the hands of Ye Qingtang.
As for the disciples of the ancient You clan, Ye Qingtang did not let them go this time, and all of them were killed in the Shenchao sect.
"Thank you, Lord Yangjun... Lord Yangjun's kindness and virtue will never be forgotten by the Shenchao Sect!"
Immediately, the elder Shenchao Zong Taishang stepped forward and knelt down to Ye Qingtang with a grateful expression on his face.
Before the grand elder of Shenchao sect touched the ground on his knee, Ye Qingtang stepped forward and helped the grand elder of Shenchao sect to stand up.
"Here is our homeland. Now, our homeland is suffering from brilliance, how can we just sit idly by and ignore it?"