Chapter 108: Complete Killing

Hearing this, the Qingyun Sect disciples around him saw that Ye Lin had such confidence, so they no longer hesitated and immediately dispersed around to block all the exits.

"Qingyun Sect disciples? What do you want to do?"

The evil cultivator who noticed something was wrong looked around vigilantly, and in the center, a terrifying aura slowly rose.

"Evil Demon Altar?"

Ye Lin was most familiar with this aura, which was the aura of the altar in Qingshan City before.

These beasts actually dared to sacrifice in Xuanyong City openly, which was really bold.

"Kill."

Ye Lin snorted coldly, and Zhuxie appeared beside him, turning into a sword light and rushing out in an instant. The Qi training evil cultivators around him had no power to resist at all, and they all died under Zhuxie.

"How dare you."

At this time, five figures flew in the sky in the distance, exuding a strong aura of the initial stage of foundation building.

"Qingyun Sect, you are looking for death."

The evil cultivator standing in the center looked at his accomplices who were killed one after another below, his face full of anger.

"Sword Controlling Technique, Long Rainbow Piercing the Sun."

Ye Lin shouted softly, and Zhuxie immediately rushed towards the five evil cultivators in the sky, making a series of sounds of tearing the air.

Before, he had no strength, and the Sword Controlling Technique could not be exposed. But now, even if it is exposed, what can he do? If he has the ability, let the Tianjian Sect come to chase him.

"What? Sword Controlling Technique?"

Hearing this, the five evil cultivators in the sky were shocked. A disciple of the Qingyun Sect actually knew the Tianjian Sect's sect-protecting martial arts?

But before they could be surprised, one of the evil cultivators was locked in the throat by a sword before he could resist.

"I am now lacking a large-scale attack martial arts."

Ye Lin pondered in his heart. Generally, if there are too many people, it would be too laborious to kill them one by one. If there is a large-scale group attack martial arts, it would be even better.

The fourth level of the Sword Controlling Technique, Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, is a group attack, but even now, Ye Lin has no idea about the fourth level.

"Everyone, hurry up and kill this official."

After that, the four people in the sky attacked together, and the powerful momentum caused the dust on the ground around them to fly.

"Chasing stars to catch the moon."

"Monkey stealing peaches."

"Exploring the cloud hand."

"Four ounces to move a thousand pounds."

For a moment, various martial arts were used, and the four bodies rushed towards Ye Lin at a high speed.

"I was just worried about how to kill you. Standing together, it will be much easier to kill."

Looking at the four people in front of him rushing towards him from the same direction, Ye Lin's eyes flashed with a strange color.

"Tiger roars in the forest."

Accompanied by a shocking tiger roar, the four people in front of him had no power to resist, and the four bodies exploded into blood mist.

An ordinary late-stage foundation-building cultivator can defeat four early-stage foundation-building cultivators with one move, not to mention Ye Lin.

"Watch your surroundings."

After Ye Lin finished speaking, he stepped on Zhuxie and flew forward, and the breath became more and more intense.

"So Senior Brother Ye is a master in the late stage of foundation building. No wonder he is so confident."

The disciples of Qingyun Sect around looked at Ye Lin's back, and a trace of longing flashed in their eyes. The late stage of foundation building, I am afraid that they will never reach that level even if they work hard for a lifetime?

Ye Lin stepped on Zhuxie and floated in the air. Looking at the scene in front of him, the anger on his face became more obvious.

There was a huge square in front of him, with a black altar in the center of the square, and the altar

At this time, above their heads, without exception, there was a blood-red silk thread floating towards the altar. One by one, the people fell to the ground and rolled, and gradually, their bodies became shriveled.

On the side, there was a huge steel cage. Inside the cage, there were about a thousand people at a glance.

After one batch was completed, another batch was pulled out from the huge cage on the side, sucking the living people dry.

"Sword control technique, long rainbow piercing the sun."

Ye Lin stood on the roof with his hands behind his back, and Zhuxie beside him turned into a sword light and flew towards the altar.

"Who is it?"

The next moment, the black-robed man sitting cross-legged beside the altar suddenly opened his eyes and roared.

Boom

With a loud explosion, the entire altar exploded instantly, and the sacrificial process was also terminated.

"Damn it, damn it."

The evil cultivator watched the altar explode, gnashing his teeth and looking up at Ye Lin on the tall building.

"A disciple of Qingyun Sect? You really deserve to die."

Wang Wu was extremely angry. Seeing that the sacrifice was completed, he would be rewarded by the evil demon and increase his life by one year, but now everything, everything was ruined.

He still had three months to live, and once the three months were up, he would die of exhaustion.

"Die for me."

Wang Wu was extremely angry, and the whole person jumped into the air, holding a black long stick in his hand, and hit Ye Lin's head.

Just when the long stick was about to reach Ye Lin's head, Ye Lin reached out and grabbed the flying Zhuxie, and raised his sword to resist.

Boom

With a bang, Ye Lin's body slid backwards.

"You little brat, die for me."

Wang Wu was full of killing intent and didn't give Ye Lin a chance to react.

Generally, older cultivators would not use their full strength in battle unless it was a life-or-death crisis, because this would cause their lifespan to drop sharply.

If they had a short lifespan, they would probably die before the fight was over.

But Wang Wu couldn't care less. Ye Lin had destroyed everything he had. He was going to die anyway, so it was not a loss to have a Qingyun Sect disciple take the blame.

"Three swords of life and death, one sword of life."

Ye Lin urged the spiritual power in his body and slashed at Wang Wu with a sword.

Instantly, the two retreated.

Wang Wu is fighting Ye Lin with his last lifespan, and his combat power is only stronger than that of ordinary late-stage foundation-building monks.

"What are you three good-for-nothings still doing? My lifespan is about to run out. When I die, all of you will die."

Wang Wu's face was filled with shock, and his arms were trembling. Ye Lin's sword just now seemed to be very easy for him to follow, but in fact he had used all his strength and almost missed it.

"Die to me."

After some angry scolding from Wang Wu, the three mid-level foundation-building evil cultivators who were standing on the ground watching the battle came to their senses and rushed towards Ye Lin.

They can't run away. Now that the altar has been interrupted, Lord Demon must be extremely angry. If he runs back now, hehe, I'm afraid it's them who will be sucked.

"Go away, swordsmanship."

Ye Lin looked at the three people rushing towards him and snorted coldly. Zhu Xie on his right hand immediately flew towards the three people and stopped them.

Although it is a bit reluctant for Ye Lin to perform two tasks at once, it is enough.

"You are so arrogant that you don't take me seriously and die for me."

Seeing that Ye Lin didn't take him seriously, Wang Wu slowly calmed down his breathing, and then hit Ye Lin with a stick.

"Old thing, die."

"Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest."

A loud roar of a tiger echoed throughout the square, and Wang Wu's body was immediately punched away and fell towards the square like a rag doll.

"Seven killing fists, kill."

Ye Lin didn't hold back at all, he used Demonic Shadow to follow closely behind and punched out.

Half of Wang Wu's body was blown away by Ye Lin, and the remaining half of Wang Wu's body lay on the ground without any breath.

"A high-grade yellow treasure? Not bad."

Ye Lin squatted down and picked up the black stick in Wang Wu's hand, weighed it a few times, and put it into the space ring.

The treasure is good, it’s his.