Chapter 690

"You are so brave, you dare to come to our Chongyang Palace to make trouble, and if you don't show any color to you, I'm afraid you don't even know how powerful our Chongyang Palace is." The disciple said.

Quanzhen Sect is the largest sect in the world.

In the rivers and lakes, there are many people.

The network of relationships spreads all over the world.

Master Yideng of Dali.

North Beggar Hong Qigong.

The urchin Zhou Botong.

The hero Guo Jing.

These four first-class masters who are famous all over the world are all famous monsters for Quanzhen sect.

The only red-named monster might be Ouyang Feng.

In addition, Dongxie Huang Yaoshi is a neutral yellow name monster.

Jinlun Fawang, the most threatening skeleton-level red famous monster, has not yet come out of the mountain.

So now in the whole world, no one dares not to give Quanzhen sect face.

The disciples of the Quanzhen Sect will always be courteous when they walk in the rivers and lakes.

Over time, this also formed the arrogant and domineering character of Quanzhen Sect disciples.

Zhao Zhijing is one of the best.

So this Quanzhen disciple saw that Ye Qing dared to speak rudely, without saying a word, he drew his sword, and wanted to teach Ye Qing a lesson.

Did not intend to kill.

But breaking Ye Qing's hands and feet is inevitable.

Seeing this disciple stabbing himself with a sword.

Ye Qing smiled slightly, using his finger as a sword, he poked a finger at that disciple!

Pooh!

A blood hole appeared directly on the disciple's temple.

Then the disciple died.

Straightforward brain death, dead silently.

"You!" The other disciples were horrified.

What the hell is this?

Even Master Yideng's Yiyang Finger is not so exaggerated, is it?

"Yes... yes... there is a strong enemy invading, hurry... quickly... ring the bell!" Among the disciples, a leading disciple said.

Immediately, two disciples rushed back.

Plan to tip off.

Ye Qing didn't stop him either.

Ye Qing is now a truly powerful party, whose level is higher than these Quanzhen Sect disciples.

To Ye Qing, these Quanzhen sect disciples are just ants.

Killing them one by one would be troublesome.

It's better to pull them together and drop them in one wave.

"Who is it? Who dares to kill someone from my Quanzhen sect? Is there any law?" Not long after, a fat Taoist priest appeared with a large group of people. You are looking for your own death! Form the Tiangang Big Dipper Formation for me, and leave him here!"

The fat Taoist who spoke was none other than Zhao Zhijing, a third-generation disciple of Quanzhen Sect.

There are only two people in the first generation of Quanzhen Sect.

Wang Chongyang and Zhou Botong.

The second generation of Quanzhen Sect consists of seven people.

Quanzhen seven sons.

But Wang Chongyang died.

The Quanzhen Seven Sons were also slapped to death by Ye Qing like a fly.

In the previous two generations, there was only one old urchin Zhou Botong left.

As for the third generation of disciples, the most outstanding ones are Yin Zhiping and this Zhao Zhijing.

Now, although Yin Zhiping is dying, he has also become a eunuch, and he is looking for a secret place to secretly practice the Sunflower Book for revenge.

As for this Zhao Zhijing, he still didn't know anything about the death of the Quanzhen Seven Sons, and he was still bossing around in the Quanzhen Sect, arrogant and unaware that the end was coming.

Following Zhao Zhijing's order, an unknown number of Quanzhen disciples formed a large-scale Tiangang Beidou formation, surrounding Ye Qingtuan.

Then they just remained motionless, waiting for Zhao Zhijing's orders.

This kind of large Tiangang Big Dipper Formation can have an infinite number of people, and its power is so strong that even the hero Guo Jing would have to go through a lot of trouble to break it.

So Zhao Zhijing is very confident.

Zhao Zhijing began to look at Ye Qing.

An ordinary young man in white clothes is simply ordinary and unremarkable.

Zhao Zhijing felt that the disciple's description of Ye Qing just now was too exaggerated.

What volleyed a finger and stabbed a disciple to death.

It's just a joke!

Zhao Zhijing didn't think Ye Qing, an ordinary boy, could have such abilities.

Then Zhao Zhijing looked at Xiao Longnu.

Zhao Zhijing's eyes couldn't help but brighten up.

Of course Zhao Zhijing knew who Xiao Longnu was.

"I don't know who is so bold to go to our Chongyang Palace to make trouble, but it is you, Miss Long!" Zhao Zhijing said, "I don't know what is the important thing for you to come here, Miss Long? Could it be to send warmth to our Chongyang Palace?" come yet?"

After Zhao Zhijing said that, he felt that he was very humorous, so he couldn't help laughing.

A group of disciples also laughed.

The air was instantly filled with joy.

"Zhao Zhijing, the Seven Quanzhen Masters are dead." Xiao Longnv said, "You Quanzhen Sect killed Yang Guo, and I want your Quanzhen Sect to pay with blood!"

"What nonsense are you talking about—eh, is this little bastard Yang Guo dead?" Zhao Zhijing exclaimed excitedly, "This is really gratifying!"

If you talk about who in the world hates Yang Guo the most.

Zhao Zhijing is definitely one of them.

So I heard the news of Yang Guo's death.

No wonder Zhao Zhijing was unhappy.

"Zhao Zhijing, who are you calling out for laughing?" Xiao Longnu said angrily.

Xiao Longnv said coldly: "Young Master Ye, please destroy the Quanzhen Sect!"

Ye Qing smiled and said, "I'll do it now."

Zhao Zhijing said disdainfully: "Who do you think you are? You still want to kill our Quanzhen Sect! Let me tell you, no one in this world dares to say such big words! Since you two men and women dare to say such big words, I will let you You stay in Quanzhen Sect forever!"

As Zhao Zhijing spoke, he was about to give orders.

But Zhao Zhijing was stunned.

Because Zhao Zhijing saw a very incredible scene.

Zhao Zhijing saw Ye Qing stretch out his hand and said "Sword Come" to the sky.

This was an almost neurotic move.

But Ye Qing really summoned a sword.

A blue sword.

Glowing sword.

There is no physical sword.

A lightsaber.

Zhao Zhijing felt that his three views had been shaken.

He lost his voice: "This... how is this possible?"

Ye Qing said: "Nothing is impossible!"

After all, Ye Qing swung his sword!

With one sword out, the world is level!

The sun and the moon fell, and the world was shocked!

The sword is ruthless!

Sword Qi is vertical and horizontal!

kill!

kill!

kill!

Ye Qing's sword energy is like a homing missile, chasing and killing Quanzhen Sect disciples.

One, two, three...

Disciples of the Quanzhen sect kept falling.

Pooh!

The sword energy passed through Zhao Zhijing's chest.

Zhao Zhijing fell to the ground and said angrily, "So you are a sword fairy! My Chongyang Palace is destroyed!" After finishing speaking, Zhao Zhijing died.

Ye Qing stood with his hands behind his back, letting his sword qi flow freely.

The blood bloomed like a flower.

Beauty is like a jade pavilion.

The swordsman is as elegant as a fairy.

In the brutal, bloody killing, there was actually a hint of poetry.

After killing all the disciples of Quanzhen Sect, Ye Qing swung his sword at Chongyang Palace again.

Thunder from the sky with a sword.

Thunder falls.

Chongyang palace turned into powder.

Only then did Ye Qing look at Xiao Longnv, and said with a smile: "As you wish, the Chongyang Palace will be destroyed, and the Quanzhen Sect will be destroyed!"