Chapter 519

"I surrender! I surrender! Don't kill me! "

A loud voice of surrender came out, and both sides in the fight stopped to see the direction of the voice.

Then they saw ye Ziheng in the crowd, holding a five grade sword in his hand, and the blade was placed on the neck of the sanpinjing disciple.

"Do not kill those who descend!"

Ye Ziheng said loudly, the sword is still on that disciple's neck and shin, his head is turned to other disciples of the cult, and his eyes are cold and bright.

Seeing this scene, the disciples of the cult couldn't help but look at the corpse of their companion lying on the ground and the weapons in their hands. Their faces looked hesitant, as if they were considering whether to surrender or not.

"Those who descend will die!"

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded, and then saw a flash of cold light, stabbing in the direction of Ye Ziheng.

Ye Ziheng's subconscious hiding was almost at the same time. He regretted it for a moment, because he saw that the target of Dao lenguang was not himself, but the heretic warrior under his sword.

Then, I saw a flash of cold light, with a burst of blood, the face of the cult warrior showed a frightened expression, his left chest slowly exuded red liquid.

At this time, the martial artist of the cult took a breath and then slowly fell down.

Ye Ziheng's eyes narrowed slightly, but even so, he could still see his anger from his eyes.

He looked in the direction of the cold light, and at a glance he saw the leader of the cult martial arts of sipingjing cultivation.

"If anyone dares to descend, he will end up like that guy!"

The leading disciple said, wiping the blood on the corners of his mouth, holding a long knife that he did not know when it was broken, and said with anger.

At this moment, those martial artists of the cult were shocked. They hid their surrender thoughts, picked up the weapons in their hands, and chopped off the disciples of the clan who were dazed by their side. At one time, they beat the disciples of the clan unprepared, and several people were injured one after another.

Seeing this, the leader of the cult had a grim smile on his face, and then he began to laugh and say.

"Good, just like this, let them see the power of our underworld snake sect! Kill one to make money, kill two to make money! "

Finish saying, then also toward the side of the clan disciple to kill.

When ye Ziheng saw this scene, he looked at the eyes of the leader of the cult with a different vision.

Although the personality of the leader of the cult is not very good, he can sit in the leader's position. He seems to have some abilities. He is ruthless. Even his martial artists say to kill and kill. In a few words, they are scared that the martial artists of the cult dare not surrender. It seems that we need to catch the thief first and catch the king and kill him.

So ye Ziheng said to do it. He raised his sword and killed the leader of the cult.

The martial arts of the cult, obviously not vegetarian, immediately felt ye Ziheng's existence. He directly cut around the body of the God, drove away the disciples who surrounded him, and then looked in the direction of Ye Ziheng, holding the long sword which was already broken in his hand, suddenly picked up the handle of the knife, threw the long sword as a javelin to ye Ziheng.

But in ye Ziheng's eyes, such attacks are just like children playing mud tricks. Just with a sword, he easily split the long sword into countless pieces, and then killed the disciples of the cult.