Ye Changsheng noticed that Ye Moxie was different, "Brother, what's the problem?"

Ye Moxie's eyes fell on a magic swordsman, "Changsheng, it's father."

Ye Changsheng's face suddenly changed, and he followed Ye Moyue's gaze, his eyes falling on a magic swordsman.

At first glance, this person looks somewhat similar to Ye Moye, but upon closer inspection, they are even more alike.

In the past, Ye Moyue's father and Ye Zhantian died on the Tianyu battlefield, and their deaths were closely related to the Demon Sword Sect.

Now that Ye Moyue's father has become the Demon Sword Master of the Demon Sword Sect, Ye Changsheng feels that he is getting closer and closer to his father.

Ye Moxie's figure trembled slightly, and he took a step to walk towards Ye Jitian, but was stopped.

Ye Changsheng said: "Brother, these people have no breath of life. Uncle Ye is afraid that he doesn't recognize you."

Ye Moxie said: "Changsheng, my father is right in front of me, how can I ignore him, let alone fight him hand to hand."

Ye Changsheng looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "Brother, don't worry, I will definitely save Uncle Ye."

The words fell.

His figure flashed and he rushed forward, "One hundred thousand, blow them all up!"

Ye Moyue and others have appeared, and Ye Shiwan must be hiding nearby.

So Ye Changsheng stepped forward to stop Ye Jitian. As for the other magic sword users, they would be killed by Ye Shiwan.

The next moment.

A huge hammer fell from the void, and Ye Shiwan swooped down, holding two divine and demonic sky-killing hammers in his hands, and smashed towards several magic sword users.

boom.

boom.

The huge hammer shook the sky and the earth. The figure of the magic sword master in the field was blown away by the terrifying air wave and suspended in the void.

The overwhelming aura swept over, and the other people's figures retreated violently.

For a while.

The venue was filled with smoke and dust, and sand and rocks flew into the air, as if a storm was coming.

Ye Shiwan's tall figure moved, and the giant hammer brought lightning to the body of the magic swordsman.

After about an incense stick of time, all the magic sword users in the field were buried under Ye Shiwan's giant hammer, turned into powder, and fell to the ground with the smoke and dust.

When the dust settled, only Ye Changsheng and Ye Shiwan were left, and even Ye Wuji was nowhere to be found.

Ye Moye rushed forward and asked quickly, "Changsheng, where is father?"

Ye Changsheng said: "Don't worry, brother, Uncle Ye is safe."

At this point, he paused, his face showing anger, "Brother, the Devil Sword Sect turned Uncle Ye into a Devil Sword Master. Isn't it time for us to avenge this?"

"Changsheng, I will destroy the Demon Sword Sect, but before that, he must die." Ye Moxie was furious, "Don't pull me, let me kill him!"

Ye Changsheng said: "Go, brother!"

Ye Moye charged at Lin Junheng with a sword in hand. The overwhelming sword energy filled the air, and with one sword he became a demon, killing everyone in his way.

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Ye Changsheng's eyes fell on Shi Jinlu, "Just let me have some fun with you!"

Lin Junheng came back to his senses from the shock when he saw Ye Moye coming to kill him. The terror that Ye Shiwan had just shown him made him lose his soul.

Eight magic sword masters were killed instantly. Couldn't they be slower? It was too damn fast.

Lin Junheng's mentality was immediately shattered.

Facing Ye Moyue's attack, a long sword appeared in his palm and he turned into a shadow and rushed forward.

The sword light cut through the void, and the two figures soared into the sky. The overwhelming black aura enveloped the entire valley, and it became increasingly darker.

At this time.

Ye Changsheng came in front of Shi Jinlu, who said cautiously, "Are you going to fight me? I advise you to leave the Tianji Sword Box behind, otherwise you will die."

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"Start your performance." Ye Changsheng said in a calm voice, raised his hand and slashed down at Shi Jinlu with a sword.

Swish.

Shi Jinlu's figure swept to the side, his face extremely ugly, a folding fan appeared in his palm, and he waved it casually, and the folding fan flew out and turned into a crescent moon, "Imperial Realm Fourth Level, I don't know how many people like you I can kill."

As the words fell, his face changed drastically and his figure trembled and shook, because at this moment Ye Changsheng was only a few feet away from him.

Shi Jinlu swallowed hard and found that the sword was against his neck. Ye Changsheng walked away from his attack, unharmed and incredibly fast.

horrible.

It's so scary.

Little did they know that Ye Changsheng's body was at the Emperor level, and attacks of the same level would not cause any damage to it. "Even if I gave you a chance, you couldn't do it."

"You are not from the Demon Sword Sect."

Shi Jinlu's lips trembled. "I am the son of God of the Shi clan. If you hurt me, the Shi clan will not let you go."

Ye Changsheng said: "The people from the Evil God Palace, the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, and the Shura Clan also said the same thing before, and then they all died."

At this point, he paused and continued, "However, I still decided to give you a chance. You must know what the Devil Sword Master is."

Shi Jinlu said: "I really don't know."

"Waste!" Ye Changsheng said in a calm voice, and pointed his sword through Shi Jinlu's neck.

He showed no mercy to his enemies.

He will not keep anyone who has no value.

Just at this moment.

A roar fell from the sky, "You dare to kill my brother, you are finished."

As the voice fell, a strange fragrance appeared. Ye Changsheng looked in the direction of the voice and a beautiful figure appeared in front of him. "Girl, you are so fierce!"