"Senior Sister Su!!"

The faces of the surrounding Yulou were shocked, and they rushed to help Su Wanxue up.

But at this moment Su Wanxue was particularly miserable, a lot of skin on his body was cracked, blood in his mouth was constantly overflowing, and the injury was extremely serious, and people could no longer speak.

"You bastard!!"

When the people in Yulou saw Su Wanxue look like this, they were so angry that they rushed over.

"kill him!"

Everyone drew their swords and rushed towards Wan Qingyang.

A mouthful of a sharp sword is like a spiritual snake, surging the power of the immortal, but also venting the strong sword power, distorting the void, and blasting Wan Qingyang.

however...

Wan Qingyang didn't move, but put his hands on his chest, squinted and looked at these rushing disciples.

"Interesting! Interesting! A group of ants who do not live or die dare to challenge my Wan Qingyang? Hahahaha, in that case, I'll kill here!"

Wan Qingyang laughed out loud and rushed away.

His figure is extremely swift and fierce, like lightning rushing among the disciples of Yulou.

Just watching him pinch it up with a finger, a thin air blade rippling with his fingertips, this air blade is as thin as hair and swaying like a wave. Following his movements, he flew to the vigorous necks of those Yulou disciples.

As soon as all the disciples attacked, Wan Qingyang's figure passed in front of them.

Before the people around could react, they found that these disciples were all frozen in the air.

And Wan Qingyang, who looked like a ghost, also retreated and stood there.

The battle... is it over?

Just watch him raise his hand and grab it.

Whoosh whoosh...

The heads of all the disciples actually seemed to be adsorbed by something, and they flew towards Wan Qingyang's palms.

The head gathered in his palm, like a candied haw.

And those headless corpses sprayed bleeding pillars together, and soon their bodies exploded, like blood-colored fireworks, blooming on the white sky.

So many Yulou disciples... just died?

The people around were all dumbfounded.

The souls in the distance shudder.

The remaining disciples in the Yulou were even more terrified...

"How could this be..." Xiao Kui, who was supporting Su Wanxue, stared at Qiu's eyes, trembling like a sieve.

Wan Qingyang's toughness and brutality completely surpassed everyone's imagination!

Is that human being?

This is the devil at all! It's a devil!

"Pity!"

Wan Qingyang’s face was covered with a hideous smile, and he actually kissed one of the heads, and then he looked helpless and sighed: “You have a great future, why did you ruin yourself on impulse? Life and future? So...you are a group of stupid people! And stupid people shouldn't live in this world. The law of natural selection tells us that any inferior things must be eliminated! So You can’t blame me, blame this world if you blame it, it’s the cruelty of this world that caused you to die tragically and make you eliminated, and I killed you, only following the law, and likewise, I cleaned out your garbage! The average strength of the immortal domain! I let the strength of the saint immortal domain rise, so I made an outstanding contribution to the saint immortal domain! In other words, I am a great man! And you! Just a bunch of **** trash, understand?"

After all, Wan Qingyang made a slight effort.

Bang bang bang bang...

The heads in his palm burst together.

The splashes of red and white stained him all over.

But he didn't feel terrible, instead he closed his eyes and looked like he was enjoying.

This scene is simply unique to Asura hell...

Everyone finally understood.

Why would Wan Qingyang be jealous and feared by countless people? Why would he have the title of a murderer!

This... is simply a lunatic! It's just a pervert!

His psychology and values ​​have been completely distorted!

He is a real demon.

Wan Qingyang's measures completely shocked everyone present.

The Yulou people dare not step forward.

The people around did not even dare to breathe!

The entire four weeks have been completely controlled by him!

"Isn't Bai Ye coming out yet?"

Wan Qingyang took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and looked at Su Wanxue and others here with a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "In this case, I'll go in and find him! But...I The way of finding people is a bit special. I prefer to use corpses to pave the road... I don’t know if you like my way."

The voice fell to the ground, and Wan Qingyang's face instantly reappeared hideously, and the person rushed towards Su Wanxue.

Killing Pentium!

"not good!"

"It's over!"

Xiao Kui, Xiao Min and others froze completely in place, facing such a terrifying opponent, they even lost the ability to resist.

But at this moment, an angry shout came.

"Stop it!!"

Everyone trembled.

Just look at a vast and huge cyclone condensed on the sky.

The cyclone seemed to lock the Wan Qingyang, fiercely attacking, and hit it hard.

"Hahahaha, it's Mo Qing Bingyu! It's Mo Qing Bingyu!! Hahahaha..."

Wan Qingyang apparently sensed who the shot was, and laughed, not afraid of rejoicing, and with a burst, he immediately abandoned Su Wanxue and ran into the cyclone.

boom!

Wan Qingyang's body was like a cannonball, and he smashed into the cyclone instantly, and he stood in the air.

At this time, a large number of figures have flown from the direction of the Yulou, all of which are the upper floors of the Yulou.

The leader is Mo Qingbingyu.

The souls who peeped from afar got up and stared at this side.

Wan Qingyang stared at Mo Qing Bingyu, his face was full of excitement and excitement, he licked his lips, the fierce light in his eyes was like a beast.

"Mo Qingbingyu, I am here this time not only to find Bai Ye, but also to find you!"

"Find me?"

"Yes, looking for you!" Wan Qingyang said with a smile: "You are a masterpiece of God! You are a work of art carved by immortals! I plan to kill you and make you a work of art! Hang in my cultivation cave Inside, let me always admire your appearance! Hahahaha..."

When these words came out, many people shudder.

"I am afraid that even a beast can't do this kind of dehumanization thing, Wan Qingyang, there is no need for a person like you to exist in the world! Today you will die here!" Mo Qingbingyu Qiumu is cold. , Especially when he saw the blood mist falling on the ground, the killing intent in his eyes was even more serious.

"You want to kill me?" Wan Qingyang squinted.

"Do you think I can't do it?"

Mo Qingbingyu went straight forward.

Wan Qingyang laughed, raised his hand, and a mouthful of the blue light sword was unsheathed in an instant: "Come on, woman! Let me see what strength your famous fairy lord has, hahahaha..."

Mo Qingbingyu snorted, and then he wanted to take action.

But at this moment, a voice came.

"Wait!"

The people in the Yulou shook together and hurriedly looked towards the sound source.

However, he saw a handsome man wearing a white sword suit Fengshen coming over.

The crowd split on its own, and the eyes that looked at the man showed scorching luster.

"It's Young Master Bai Ye!"

"Master Bai Ye has left the customs?"

"Great, Lord Bai Ye is here, we are not afraid!"

The disciples of Yulou said excitedly, and the beautiful eyes that fell on Bai Ye were full of worship and admiration.

And the souls in the distance were completely restless at this moment.

Everyone rushed in a clatter, countless pairs of eyes were almost locked on Bai Ye's body.

"It's White Night!"

"The Death Dragon Sword must be on him!"

"Is this guy finally willing to show up?"

Many people secretly activated magic weapons, and some people secretly activated communication devices!

The whole scene was boiled and noisy because of the appearance of the white night.

"Oh? You are Bai Ye?"

Hearing the low voices of the disciples in Yulou, Wan Qingyang's eyes burst and asked eagerly.

However... Bai Ye didn't even look at Wan Qingyang, and went straight to Su Wanxue.

"Ignore me? It's interesting!" Wan Qingyang laughed instead of anger.

Bai Ye crouched down, pinched Su Wanxue's body, checked the wound, and then took out a pill from Qianlong Ring and stuffed it into her mouth.

"You guys take her down for healing," Bai Ye said.

"Young Master Bai..." Su Wanxue tried her best and called out: "You... don't be impulsive..."

"Relax, I won't be impulsive, but if he hurts you, I won't just leave it alone, after all, you were hurt for me!"

Bai Ye smiled faintly.

Su Wanxue's bleak autumn eyes flashed with a ray of light instantly.

He nodded to Xiaokui and Xiaomin.

Everyone knew, and immediately carried Su Wanxue away.

Bai Ye took a deep breath before getting up and walking towards Wan Qingyang.

"Bai Ye, you retreat, this person will let me deal with it." Mo Qingbingyu said calmly.

"He is here to find me!"

"You are not his opponent."

"Why do you always have no confidence in me?" Bai Ye asked puzzledly.

"Then do you know who he is?" Mo Qingbingyu stared at Bai Ye.

"You just said, his name is Wan Qingyang."

"That's just his name! In fact, he is still a fighting spirit!" Mo Qingbing said coldly.

"What? Fighting Lingzun?" Bai Ye was slightly taken aback.

"Yes, his current ranking is three hundred and forty! The previous Qi Tiandao was also Dou Zhan Lingzun, and his ranking is 399. Don't see the difference between the two of them by more than fifty places, but you know ...How terrifying is the gap between these?" Mo Qingbing said Shen: "I tell you the truth, even if there are ten Qitian Daoes, it may not be able to defeat one Wan Qingyang!"

As soon as these words fell, Bai Ye understood.

Douzhan Lingzun's ranking, the more you lean back, the greater the gap, and the more terrifying the strength.

But... this is not a reason for Bai Ye to shrink back.

"I know, but leave it to me."

Bai Ye said lightly.

"Why don't you listen to my advice?" Mo Qingbing frowned and was a little angry.

"That's because I don't like hiding behind women." Bai Ye smiled faintly, but her eyes shone with a bit of sorrow and cruelty: "And... I found that sealing the dead dragon sword may not be the first choice. If I can shock the heroes, maybe ...The number of people who covet this sword will be much less!"

When the voice fell, Bai Ye took a step forward and headed towards Wan Qingyang.

Mo Qingbingyu's delicate body shuddered slightly, and his eyes looked at the man incredible.

"This person is serious... not afraid of death?"