"You say it's our turn now? Do you think you can kill all of us?" Qin Chuan recovered his original appearance, and his eyes were still so arrogant.

Yang Qingshan is a true Taoist triple cultivation. He has black bear blood. Such strength can only be regarded as good.

In Qinchuan's team, anyone can easily kill Yang Qingshan. This ye Chen dares to speak wildly when he kills a dog. It's really stupid.

"I don't think so. It must be." Ye Chen returned faintly. He loosened his muscles and bones, and his eyes closed slightly. When he opened again, a bright golden awn suddenly flashed by.

"Qin Leng, you cut off his head." Qin Chuan turned his head and looked at the thin man beside him.

This person, named Qin Leng, is a swordsmanship expert of Jiuyang tribe. He has the cultivation of four heavy days of Zhendao. He is superb in swordsmanship. He has the blood of sword and snake. He once killed the strong man of five heavy days of Zhendao.

Once he does it, how can ye Chen live?

"Yes!"

Qin Leng nodded slightly, his figure flashed, and stood in front of Ye Chen. On his hand, he held a sword, a soft sword.

"Within the three swords, I will take your life." Qin Leng raised the long sword, and Zhenyuan burst out. The long sword was like a long snake, emitting a cold smell. The low sound of sword singing rang through the whole space.

"Then you just try."

Ye Chen's voice just fell, and a sword suddenly flashed in front of him. Qin Lengshen appeared beside Ye Chen unknowingly. The soft sword swept across, and the sword almost shrouded Ye Chen's whole body.

"What a fast sword!"

The people of YANGTIE tribe were shocked by this sword. They are worthy of being experts of Jiuyang tribe. This sword is too strong. With Ye Chen's strength, even if the physical strength is strong, it will be split in half.

"Leaf dust, avoid it!"

Yang Yue immediately gave a voice to remind, but at this time, her eyes suddenly trembled, ye Chen's body suddenly disappeared in place, appeared beside Qin Leng, and raised her arm slowly again.

"Die!"

Spit out a word, overbearing golden awn, straight into the sky.

Everyone only felt a stabbing pain in his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, the majestic Qin Leng had already fallen into a pool of blood, and a ferocious blood hole appeared in his chest.

Dead.

Qin Leng is dead.

Another man died.

At this time, the crowd suddenly felt that a terrible killing intention shrouded the whole high slope, and the source of the killing intention was not Qin Chuan, but the thin boy in front of him.

"What? Afraid?"

Ye Chen's eyes fell on Qin Chuan, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, which made Yang Zhen's eyes stiff there. Ye Chen killed Qin Leng and dared to speak out to provoke Qin Chuan. He was so domineering and crazy.

"Give me all your hands and cut off the boy's arms. I'll insult his woman slowly in front of him!"

Qin Chuan's eyes erupted anger. As he waved his arms, more than ten people rushed out at the same time.

In an instant, all kinds of animal roars broke out and shook the mountains and forests.

Orcs are born with spirit beast blood. Once blood power breaks out, they can become half human and half beast, and their strength will be improved to a new level.

More than a dozen people, at the same time, bombarded Ye Chen. The terrible wind alone began to shake the ground.

However, at this time, a strange wave of Yuan force, centered on leaf dust, suddenly began to spread out, enveloping the whole high slope and covering more than ten people.

"Sky annihilation spirit array"

With Ye Chen's soft drink, the crowd only saw countless spiritual lights suddenly falling in the sky. The spiritual light was very thin and weak, but it had a strong sense of killing, as if it could pierce the sky.

"Yuan array, this is yuan array, and it's level 4 yuan array!" Yang Zhen's eyes changed wildly. He looked up at the thousands of spiritual lights in the sky, and his heart was full of shock.

Ye Chen can arrange a four level spirit array, and it's so easy and enjoyable.

Such a talent is enough to call it a monster!

"No wonder he is not afraid of Qinchuan. No wonder he dares to despise Jiuyang tribe. From beginning to end, I underestimated Ye Chen. He is the strong, the real strong!"

Regret, Yang Zhen really regrets.

If he knew Ye Chen's strength from the beginning, he would not send someone to monitor Ye Chen, let alone put Yang Yue under house arrest. He would treat him well, bow and bow, and even dedicate all the women of the tribe to Ye Chen to win Ye Chen's favor.

But at this time, it seems too late.

"You all die."

Ye Chen spoke again, his tone was still plain. He was like a God who manipulated life and death. His hands slowly extended to the sky, and then waved fiercely.

Whew, whew, whew!

The thousands of spiritual lights fell suddenly, like a sword and a knife, with a strong sense of killing, breaking through the bodies of more than ten people, but also brought a touch of gorgeous blood.

Yang Yue raised her head and looked at the shock in front of her. Then she turned her head and looked at Ye Chen. Under the blood color in the sky, the thin figure was so frivolous, proud and exciting.

The people of YANGTIE tribe have long lost their blood color on their faces. Their hearts beat violently. Fear, horror and regret flooded into their hearts, making them feel suffocated.

Poof!

When the last light fell, the whole ground had already been dyed red by blood. More than ten people had become corpses, beyond recognition, and those who died could not die again.

Qin Chuan was frightened by the scene in front of him, his feet softened, his body tilted, fell off his horse, his body shrank back, and his eyes showed an endless sense of fear.

"You said you were going to cut off my arms, didn't you?"

Leaf dust steps across, the void is suspended in front of Qinchuan, and cold spits out a word sound.

Qin Chuan's face was stiff. Just as he was about to speak, he felt a stabbing pain deep into the bone marrow, which suddenly hit his mind. Then, he saw his arms fall powerlessly on the ground.

Ye Chen, so straightforward, directly broke Qin Chuan's arms without hesitation.

"You beast, I'm the young master of Jiuyang tribe. My father is the head of Jiuyang tribe. If you break my arms, you won't want to live. You'll all die!"

Qin Chuan gasped. His eyes stared at Ye Chen. His whole face became extremely distorted because of hatred, as ugly as the devil.

"If you break your arms, we'll all die. It's no use for me to keep you alive." Ye Chen showed a joking look at the corner of his mouth.

Facing such a scene, Qin Chuan not only didn't beg for mercy, but also dared to threaten to kill everyone. Now, not to mention Ye Chen, even Yang Zhen wants to kill this guy on the spot.

Qin Chuan's body trembled, and his fierce color suddenly disappeared without a trace. He looked at Ye Chen and said bitterly: "those words just now are just my jokes. As long as you let me go, I will not seek revenge. I dare swear to God."

"Seeking revenge? Do you think I will be afraid?" Ye Chen looked at the frightened Qinchuan, smiled coldly, punched out, and burst out bursts of tiger roaring and dragon chanting.

"No!"

Qin Chuan roared wildly, but everything was useless. The fist front directly tore his chest and destroyed the internal organs in his body. His eyes opened wide. Soon, his body fell slowly and died in peace.

Today, he came to greet his relatives in high spirits, but he lost his life in vain.

Qin Chuan hates it, but so what?

If God does evil, he can still live. If he does evil, he will die!