In sneering and avoiding, Ye Hao pinched the Jue between his fingers and manipulated the wind blade to sweep the people like waves. After dispersing their formation, he appeared in front of Tianjiao in the middle of a Taoist soul like a ghost. In his frightened eyes, the long gun stabbed out like lightning, leaving a bright blood hole in the young man's throat.
"Damn it! Stop him!"
More than ten people joined hands and were killed by a young man, which made the Tianjiao of Heisha sect and Yinyi clan completely angry and roared. Even Lin Xuan and Yinyi son looked fierce and gloomy. The attack was suddenly fierce, and the four entangled wind dragons were defeated one after another.
However, in the face of the angry crowd, Ye Hao had no fluctuation on his face. While constantly controlling the spirit array attack, his body was like a ghost and came and went. A long gun danced like a swimming dragon, and his fist was more like a brilliant day, harvesting the vitality of every sect's Tianjiao.
In only half a column of incense, there were twelve Taoist souls who died under his hands in the middle period, eight in the later period, and five in the great perfection of Taoist souls!
The Tianjiao of Heisha sect and Yinyi clan was almost destroyed!
Such bloody achievements made Lin Xuan and Yinyi Shengzi completely angry and smashed the third wind dragon in a big way, while the people in the outer Qingyun list were already frozen and stunned.
No one knows better than them how strong these sect Tianjiao are. Even the thunder son, who is the second in the Qingyun list, has to retreat in the face of the strong men in the later stage of the black evil sect.
But it is such a terrible opponent. Ye Hao's long gun is as easy to sweep as chopping melons and vegetables, which makes them finally understand that today's teenagers' real strength has completely surpassed them, perhaps not much weaker than the six crown king.
"Men should be so!"
There were 29 Tianjiao in Heisha sect and Yinyi clan, excluding Lin Xuan and Yinyi Shengzi, but Ye Hao killed 25 people, almost all of them.
These resolute terrorist strokes of killing and cutting not only made Lei tingzi and others feel passionate, but Wu Feiyan and Bai Qingyou looked at the slender figure of one shot in the spirit array, and their beautiful eyes were even more colorful.
Boom!
In the shock of several people, the last wind dragon entangled with Lin Xuan and Yinyi Shengzi in the spirit array was smashed by the two people together, whining and startling.
Fenggang dragon six went to its fourth. For a time, the whole array was shaky. After a few breaths, it could no longer be maintained and suddenly collapsed.
"Little bastard, you should die ten thousand times!"
"Even if tianyanzong comes this time, he can't save you!"
After Lin Xuan and Yinyi Shengzi broke through the spirit array, they all drank with gloomy faces. At the moment, their two forces entered the Tianjiao crematorium. Unexpectedly, only two Taoist souls were slaughtered by the youth, and they were seriously injured.
With the status of Heisha sect and Yinyi clan, it can be said that such heavy losses have never occurred in the crematorium, which makes the two people's hearts full of murders, and they want to break the young man into pieces.
The collapse of the spirit array made Ye Hao frown. He gave up chasing the two Taoist spirits, Tianjiao, and quickly flew back to the Qingyun list.
"The son level strong man is really difficult."
Ye Hao was full of spiritual power and looked solemnly at Lin Xuan and Yinyi Shengzi. Originally, he expected that the six dragon Fenggang array should be able to trap two people for a incense burning time. Unexpectedly, only half a column of incense was more. This top spiritual array was completely blown away by the two people.
But even if this is enough, the purpose of his spirit array is to kill the 29 Tianjiao one by one. Otherwise, even Ye Hao will have to avoid the edge for the time being.
At present, although there are still two Taoist souls who are not dead, they can not pose much threat. Next, he can weigh how powerful Zong Shengzi is, and estimate the strength of the proud world of mortals for perfection.
"Mole ants, don't you kneel down and lead to death?" Lin Xuan has a towering head and extraordinary momentum. At the moment, his eyes are like a cold pool, flowing with a terrible killing intention. Obviously, the son of the black evil sect has been really angry.
"Brother Lin, give me this little bastard. If you dare to kill my Yinyi family, I will capture him back to the family and be punished by 10000 burials!" Junlang, the son of Yinyi, has a very cold face and his eyes are as cold as a blade.
"Ye Hao, what should I do?"
Bai Qingyou and others came forward with an uneasy face. Although Ye Hao killed 27 Tianjiao, you should know that the strongest here are Lin Xuan and Yinyi Shengzi.
As long as they are there, even if Ye Hao completely destroys those Tianjiao, it will only add to their anger. It won't help at all.
"It doesn't matter. It's just to see how strong this so-called son level Tianjiao is."
Ye Hao's calm words made Bai Qingyou's heart jump and immediately shook his head bitterly.
You know, it's a saint and son level strong man. It's the first person of the younger generation among giants such as Heisha sect. It's unimaginable to be trained as a successor.
They know that Ye Hao is very strong, but at the moment, the top spirit array entering the micro environment has been broken. With Ye Hao alone, they can't defeat two Saint level strong men at all.
If the six crown king is here, there may be a chance of winning. After all, his self binding hand can be inseparable from Lin Xuan. If he tries his best, I'm afraid he can not lose even in the face of two saints.
But Ye Hao, the realm must be weaker after all, and has not really grown up.
Because no matter Lin Xuan, the silver winged son, or the six crown king, they all have the realm of great perfection of the soul. If Ye Hao also has the realm of great perfection, they would not be so desperate.
"The mole ants sitting in the well and watching the sky, can you imagine our strength?" Lin Xuan said in a cold voice, "do you think you are qualified to be presumptuous with us by virtue of the perfection of the Taoist soul in the early stage?"
"How can a lowly slave know that every saint level strong man can fight over the rank? It's nothing special at all. Otherwise, how can the saint be respected as the saint?" the silver winged Saint smiled coldly and looked at the young man with disdain.
If the youth were in the same state with them, the silver wing Saint might still treat them seriously, but in the early stage of a Taoist soul state, even if he could kill the great and perfect Tianjiao of Taoist soul, he still couldn't take it in his eyes.
Being honored as the son of God, he naturally has the confidence to look up to everything. The Taoist soul of the sect is full. Tianjiao is unattainable and invincible to slaves, but the strong man of the son level wants to kill, but it's just a matter of turning his hands.
"You're wrong. You show your fangs before you really grow up. No one in the world can save you if you dare to fight against my Heisha sect disciples." Lin Xuan walked out with a sneer, "even if you have the posture of a son, you're not the same world as us. With my Heisha sect's Kung Fu heritage of thousands of years, it's enough to crush you!"
"Or, what's your special constitution?" the silver winged Saint son's wings shook slightly behind him, and his body slowly rose. He pondered looking down, "the saint son's strong, everyone is comparable to the burning state. How can you imagine our strength with such a humble slave?"
With every time Lin Xuan and Yinyi Shengzi spoke, Bai Qingyou and others turned pale. In the end, their eyes were full of despair.
"It's really long winded." Ye Hao's look still didn't fluctuate. He said indifferently, "burning the fire? It's not that he hasn't been killed."
The words fell, he no longer had the slightest concealment, and his body appeared in front of Lin Xuan like a blink when his strength surged in the body. In his tight eyes, he blew out a punch.