The battle begins in an instant.

Before the demon clan's strong men could react, Ye Qingyu had already taken action.

The sword light is like snow.

His figure flashed and he instantly cut into the crowd.

"Those who block me will die."

Ye Qingyu quickly advanced: "Those who have nothing to do will retreat."

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

When the strong men from other races saw this scene, they subconsciously retreated.

Although they were also angry by Ye Qingyu's strong posture, it does not mean that they will choose to surround Ye Qingyu with the demon clan as soon as possible - at least they will not fight head-on when Ye Qingyu's aura is at its peak. At least they will have to wait until the demon clan consumes Ye Qingyu's vitality, momentum and spirit to a certain extent before they will beat the dog in the water.

The crowd instantly avoided each other.

Many powerful people from the headquarters of the Demon Clan were revealed in the crowd.

Ye Qingyu's sword light had already pointed at the powerful demon clan in front.

"kill!"

The powerful demon clan shouted loudly. The demonic power exploded, and five or six rays of light were flowing all over his body. He activated five or six holy weapons at the same time. His status in the headquarters of the demon clan was not low. He was prepared for it today. The holy weapon activates the extremely powerful force. He performed very resolutely and directly detonated two of them. Then he retreated extraordinaryly, not daring to take Ye Qingyu's frontal blow.

How terrible is the power of the sacred weapon explosion?

However, it's useless.

call out!

The sword light flashed by.

His head flew up, and the terrifying sword intent instantly shattered all the vitality in his body.

The moment the head soared into the sky, the last picture printed in his pupil was Ye Qingyu who passed through the destructive energy aperture of the saint explosion, as if passing through a gust of wind. The explosive power that could instantly destroy four or five great saints did not even disturb Ye Qingyu's hair.

"How is that possible..."

He thought unwillingly, and then lost his last consciousness.

Ye Qingyu succeeded with a sword, and he showed no mercy. When he entered again, the sword light rolled down like the Milky Way in the Nine Heavens. In an instant, the cold light shone across the sky directly overwhelmed the remaining hundreds of demon clan powerhouses.

Puff puff puff!

Blood splatters.

In an instant, the three powerful men from the headquarters of the demon clan vomited blood and flew backwards, their bodies broke into two pieces, and were shattered by the terrifying sword intent, and their vitality was taken away in an instant, and they seemed to be unable to survive.

"retreat!"

"Damn it, formation, formation!"

"Kill him at any cost."

The powerful demon clan roared wildly, and for a moment they were in a hurry. They were all high-ranking figures. Any one of them walking in Tongtian City would attract attention. Now so many people are gathered together, but Ye Qingyu is attacking them crazyly, which makes them unbearable.

All kinds of artifacts and treasures are basic.

All kinds of magical secret techniques are activated.

The demonic spirit is rolling.

The demon essence is stirred up.

In an instant, the entire mourning hall was filled with a sea of ​​demonic power that was like a substance. If it weren't for the protection of the ice crystal rune formation, I was afraid that the entire mourning hall would have been destroyed at this time.

The strong men from other races are pushing and pushing again and again.

At this time, no one wants to get involved immediately.

Even Ou Wuji, Wei Wubing and others retreated immediately.

What they were waiting for was this scene, which made Ye Qingyu and the demon clan fight, and it would be better to lose both sides and reap the benefits of the fisherman. As long as Ye Qingyu and the demon clan completely tear their faces apart, even if he killed all the powerful demon clans who appeared here today, he would definitely become the enemy of the entire demon clan in the future. If the demon clan is not dead, Ye Qingyu will never be able to ascend to the position of the human clan leader - a person who has an unresolved hatred with the demon clan cannot become the leader of the human clan, otherwise it would become a war between two races.

Wei Wubing shook the Red Feather Fan with an undetectable smile on his face.

Ou Wuji looked extremely anxious on the surface, and from time to time he pretended to persuade him, but he was also extremely excited and excited inside.

The gorgeous young man in the brocade was guarded by more than a dozen strong men around him, eager to try it out. Looking at the battle in the middle of the mourning hall, he was a little impatient and said, "Hmph, it seems that I don't need to take action. This waste is trapped by the demon clan... He is not worthy of me taking action at all."

boom!

In the battle circle, the terrifying power flows.

Various demonic forces surged, and strange light flashed, almost submerging the body of the warrior.

Sometimes the sword light flashed, followed by blood splashing.

Then the body of a powerful demon clan fell out, hit the ground, and turned into a corpse.

It was only a few dozen breaths. The corpses of the powerful demon clan who died in battle on the ground had more than 30 cold corpses. Such occupation made other major races change their color. Ye Qingyu's strength is really powerful. It is terrifying to kill more than 30 powerful demon clan headquarters in such a short time.

I wonder if the demon clan can hold on?

Unconsciously, many people's ideas had changed, and they didn't even realize that they had begun to worry about the headquarters of the Demon Clan in silence, rather than thinking that Ye Qingyu's behavior was too crazy as he did at the beginning.

"Design the formation...the Heavenly Demon Refining God Killing Formation!"

The second deputy envoy of the Demon Clan headquarters who had been struggling to form a slap in a loud voice.

The strong men from the headquarters of the demon clan who came here today, led by him, did not come. The demon clan generally believes that sending such a lineup is enough to pay attention to Ye Qingyu. Moreover, today is not a force in the headquarters of the demon clan wants to get rid of Ye Qingyu. The mourning hall is full of Ye Qingyu's enemies, but he did not expect that the situation would evolve to this point. If Ye Qingyu was at a disadvantage or balanced power at the beginning, the forces of other races would definitely take the lead. But now... before the demon clan forced out all of Ye Qingyu's trump cards, other races would probably not take action blindly. After all, Ye Qingyu's performance is really too terrifying and the consequences need to be considered.

Brush brush brush brush!

The figures of the powerful demon clan flashed.

Dozens of powerful demon clans rushed forward with a look of death and entangled Ye Qingyu.

The other twenty other demon clans retreated and left the battlefield, roared together, stood in a strange position, and chanted some ancient spell, activated some secret technique. The strange power surged out of their bodies, and it was seen that they sacrificed a ball of light and floated up from the back of their heads, floating like the stars in their natal world.

Widths of imperial energy flowed and spread in the void.

"Huh? Is it an imperial weapon?"

"No way? The demon clan headquarters actually used the imperial weapon?"

The moment he sensed the strands of imperial weapons, the faces of the powerful men of all races became solemn.

The demon clan once produced several martial arts emperors with a profound foundation. According to legend, the demon clan headquarters actually has imperial weapons.

However, this strategic treasure has more meanings of deterrence and practical significance, and is generally not easily used. One reason is that it consumes too much to activate an imperial weapon. It is enough to instantly suck a great saint into a human being, which is difficult to control. The other reason is that the imperial weapon involves racial luck and has a great relationship and cannot be missed. Many times, even the demon clan is in power, it is not necessary to use it.

A trace of imperial energy permeates.

Twenty rays of strange-colored lights floated above the heads of these twenty demon clans, rising and falling like twenty big stars, containing the power of the universe and blocking the surrounding void, as if separating this space from the entire world, and twenty-destructive murderous intent strangled Ye Qingyu's position in the middle.

"No, it's not an imperial weapon... it's a pseudo-emperor weapon, but it's an imperial spirit."

"The pseudo-imperial soldiers are also the most treasure, and killing Ye Qingyu is enough."

"The demon clan has indeed moved a lot of money."

The strong men of all races in the mourning hall are all superiors and have a wide range of knowledge, so they quickly identified that they were not imperial weapons, but twenty pseudo-imperial weapons. They were probably visited for a long time and were warmed by the real emperor weapons. They were contaminated with the breath of imperial weapons, so they hid the imperial spirit. This is also a foundation that ordinary forces can't reach. The pseudo-imperial weapons can also kill the great saint instantly.

Twenty pseudo-imperial soldiers were launched together, and this situation is rare in a century.

The demon clan has really used great background and can be said to be fully prepared.

Seeing this scene, the young man in gorgeous brocade shook his head and said, "Hehe, he's finished... He's dead. This is the end of a fool. No matter how strong his personal strength is, what's the use of? After all, he is born in a low and humble background, and does not understand the foundation of a real super power. He wants to go against the will of heaven. It's better if he dies. I don't need to take action, otherwise, killing him will be a dirty hand."

He was very arrogant, with a gloating expression on his face.

The strong men around them all had no expression on their faces and didn't say a word.

A hint of joy flashed unconsciously on Ou Wuji's face.

There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of Wei Wubing's mouth, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Uncle Lin, big brother, he..." Ren Xingyan looked timidly, worried about Ye Qingyu. Although he was young, he also knew the good or bad. He knew that Ye Qingyu was a good person, and the situation in the field worried him.

Uncle Lin didn't say anything, and his heart had already been hanging.

He couldn't help but look at Lu Wei beside him.

This young man came with Lord Ye, so he should be able to see what he has.

As if he sensed Lin Bo's gaze, Lu Wei said lightly: "Don't worry, he is just playing with these idiots. He probably wants to attract more people, otherwise...hehe."

At this time—

"Haha, this is the foundation of your demon clan. There are only twenty pseudo-imperial weapons? I thought there would be imperial weapons, which disappointed me too much." Ye Qingyu's laughter sounded: "Then let's stop here."

The silver dazzling sword light suddenly became a masterpiece.

The sword lights merged layer by layer and turned into white light curtains. In an instant, there was only a vast white space in the mourning hall. Everyone's eyes were blind in an instant, and they could not see anything other than the white. Only the spiritual consciousness could sense it. They felt that the sword energy was not so cold, but it contained a supreme power, which flashed by and took away everyone's souls.

Bang bang bang bang...

Something broke out sounded.

It rang twenty times in a row in an instant.
To be continued...