Above the void.

Ye Yaoer remained silent, her eyes fell on Ye Changsheng. She could only obey the young master's words.

Moreover, she sensed murderous intent from Ye Changsheng, strong murderous intent.

That kind of soul-stirring coldness makes people fear from the depths of their souls.

All things are empty, cause and effect are empty.

Ye Changsheng knew that the reason why the Ye family disciples were besieged was because of himself. If he didn’t know this, he wouldn’t be upset about it, but now that he knew it, he couldn’t ignore it.

"Yao'er, lead the way!"

As Ye Changsheng's voice fell, his figure suddenly rushed forward. A flying sword appeared under his feet, piercing through the air barriers and soaring into the sky.

Moving forward.

Ye Yao'er's eyes flickered, and she asked softly, "Young Master, what realm are you in now?"

Ye Changsheng asked: "Why do you suddenly ask this?"

Ye Yaoer added: "I just feel that the young master is very strong and unfathomable."

Ye Changsheng said calmly: "The road of martial arts is endless. We are just elementary school students who have just started. We have a long way to go in the future."

Having said this, he paused and continued, "When I left the Ye family, I was at the first level of the emperor, but I seem to have made a breakthrough half a month ago."

Half a month, to advance to a higher level?

Ye Yao'er secretly clicked her tongue, her heart already filled with turmoil. Such a young Sword Emperor had no shackles in his breakthrough in cultivation.

So envious.

How did the young master do it?

Thinking of this.

She said, "Young Master, can you give Yao'er some guidance on cultivation so that she can reach the level of an emperor?"

"Don't mind life and death, just fight if you don't accept it!" Ye Changsheng said calmly, and then said: "Your infinite sword body emphasizes moving forward without fear, and the same is true for sword cultivators, it is better to break than bend."

"If you truly understand the meaning of this sentence, it will be of great help to your swordsmanship."

"Don't care about life and death, just fight if you don't accept it?" Ye Yaoer murmured to herself.

Outside North Star City.

Above a manor.

Two flying swords appeared, and on them were Ye Changsheng and Ye Yaoer. They were dressed in fluttering white clothes, looking unrestrained and free.

Ye Yao'er looked down at the manor and said, "Young Master, this is a stronghold of the Soul Devouring Guards. Their headquarters is in the Imperial Capital."

Ye Changsheng said: "Let's go down and take a look."

The next moment.

The two men fell from the air and appeared outside the manor. Suddenly, two dark shadows appeared and stopped them.

One person shouted, "Who is coming?"

"Kill your people!" Ye Changsheng said coldly, rushing forward at an incredibly fast speed, leaving only an elusive afterimage.

Tsk tsk.

Two sword lights flashed, blood splattered in the air, and the two men in black who appeared in front of him died instantly.

Watching Ye Changsheng walk away with the sword in hand, Ye Yaoer said in horror: "Go forward fearlessly and without fear."

"Like a long sword, once it is unsheathed, it will drink blood!"

A figure appeared deep in Ye Yaoer's mind and could not be shaken off no matter what. That figure was Ye Changsheng.

At this moment, she understood.

At this moment, Ye Changsheng entered the manor, and hundreds of figures appeared in front of him, all of them were venerables. They were covered in black clothes with a word "噬" painted on their chests.

As hundreds of people arrived, Ye Changsheng stopped.

The crowd suddenly made way for a passage, and an old man came out. His figure was filled with the cultivation of an emperor, and he rushed towards Ye Changsheng.

The old man's eyes fell on Ye Changsheng, and he said coldly: "Where did you come from, little kid? How dare you enter my Soul Devouring Guards branch? I'm afraid you don't know where this place is!"

"I'm looking for you!" Ye Changsheng said in a deep voice.

Seeing Ye Changsheng was fearless, the old man grinned and said, "Who are you and what do you want from me, the Soul Devouring Guard?"

Ye Changsheng said: "I am a member of the Ye family. What do you think I want to do with you?"

As the voice fell, his figure disappeared from the spot, and when he reappeared, he was already standing behind the old man.

boom.

There was a loud explosion and the old man exploded without a trace left.

Ye Changsheng raised his head and stared at the hundreds of people in front of him, his eyes flashing with murderous intent, "He who kills others will be killed."

"Good deeds will be rewarded and evil deeds will be punished. Heaven will take its course. Look up if you don't believe me. Heaven will spare no one!"

A middle-aged man saw the old man being blown up by a sword, and his mouth twitched slightly. His eyes finally fell on Ye Changsheng, "You are here to avenge the Ye family disciples!"

"Congratulations, you got it right!" Ye Changsheng said in a calm voice, turned into a wisp of afterimage and rushed into the crowd.

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The middle-aged man covered his neck, blood spurted out from between his fingers, and his eyes were full of astonishment.

Just because he looked at you one more time in the crowd. Little did he know that his death was not only because he looked at Ye Changsheng one more time, but also because he talked too much.

laugh.

laugh.

The sword is like a swimming dragon, flashing in a flash.

Blood poured down like a torrential rain, filling the void.

Kill one person every ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles.

A stick of incense later, Ye Yaoer entered the manor. When she saw the scene in front of her, she was stunned and fell into endless shock.

The manor was littered with corpses and blood, and the air was filled with a thick murderous atmosphere.

After a brief moment of shock, she moved towards Ye Changsheng and said, "Young Master, are you okay?"

"Don't come over. The sword energy in my body is too strong. I can't suppress it. I still want to kill people." Ye Changsheng said in a deep voice.

He didn't know what was going on, but just after he killed a hundred people, a terrifying murderous aura appeared in his body.

Violent.

overbearing.

Even he couldn't hold it back! Then, he soared into the air and rushed out of the manor. Ye Yao'er was worried about his safety, so she followed him and disappeared into the void.

An hour after the two left, a black shadow floated down from the sky and appeared outside the manor.

A breeze blew past slowly, and the smell of blood filled his nose. The man's face changed, "Oh no, something happened."

Entering the manor, Hei Wumian looked at the fallen corpse with a shocked expression, "Killed with one sword, was this done by a strong man from the Ye family?"

Without any pause, she turned and left the manor. As she walked forward, a wisp of flame fell down, and the entire manor was instantly on fire.

The Beixing City branch was destroyed. Hei Wumian was certain that it was done by strong men sent by the Ye family. This news must be reported back to the imperial capital.

The other side.

After flying for an hour, the murderous aura in Ye Changsheng's body was finally suppressed. At this moment, he looked frightened.

If the power just now could not be controlled, Ye Changsheng was very sure that he would become a murderous demon.

When a good thought arises, heaven is born; when an evil thought arises, hell appears.

Not far away.

Ye Yaoer noticed that the murderous aura on Ye Changsheng had dissipated, so she stepped forward on her sword and said, "Young Master, are you feeling better?"

"It's okay!" Ye Changsheng said calmly, his eyes suddenly lit up, and continued: "You have understood, it seems that a breakthrough to the emperor is just around the corner, isn't it great?"

Ye Yaoer said: "The feeling of sudden enlightenment is so refreshing. I have to thank the young master for his guidance this time."

Ye Changsheng said: "I just said it casually. Whether you can comprehend the mystery and truth depends entirely on your own understanding. It has nothing to do with me."

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