"What?" The saint of the Beiming family was shocked.

It was not until this time that he understood why the monk in front of him wanted to kill them because...

He is Ye Changsheng’s best brother!

"It turns out that Ye Changsheng and a brother who is Yi Jie Jinlan have also come to the life-forbidden zone, and they are very strong. We need to find a way to notify the head of the family about this matter."

When the saint thought of this, he did not hesitate and quickly escaped with his severely injured body.

However, although his movements were fast, they were not as fast as the palm of the Changmei Zhenren.

"I want to escape? Humph, it's not that easy!"

The long-browed real man sneered, his figure flashed, and he caught up with the saint and slapped it out with a palm.

"Bang!"

The saint was hit by a palm of the long-browed real man, and he flew out like a kite with broken strings, and fell heavily to the ground and could never get up again.

The Changmei Zhenren said coldly, "You Beiming family want my brother's life, so I will let you see the blood first."

"You, you will be retribution..." the saint said gritting his teeth, his face full of resentment.

The Changmei Zhenren sneered: "Retribution? That's what your Beiming family should worry about, not the little monk."

"Okay, the time is over, it's time for you to go on the road!" After saying that, Changmei Zhenren swung his palm.

A monstrous aura emanated from his palm, terrifying and murderous intent.

Unexpectedly, before the palm of Changmei Zhenren fell, a figure suddenly appeared beside him.

"Brother Ye, why are you coming out?" Changmei Zhenren said in a silly tone.

Hearing his words, the saint quickly looked up and saw a handsome young man standing beside the little monk.

Although the young man did not move at all, he stood there, but he gave people a sense of oppression as if he was in the abyss.

"Is he Ye Changsheng? So strong!"

The saint was shocked.

Ye Qiu looked at the corpses all over the ground and said in surprise: "Wuhua, why have you killed so many people?"

Changmei Zhenren said: "These people want to be bad for you, so I killed them."

"I'm confused!" Ye Qiu scolded: "You are a Buddhist. If you have committed so many murderous crimes, it will affect your practice."

There was no slight pity or guilt on his face and said, "These people want my brother's life, so I will not show mercy to them."

"Actually, I haven't finished killing it."

"Then there is one more."

Ye Qiu glanced at the saint lying on the ground indifferently, and then said to Changmei Zhenren: "Wuhua, forget it, the purpose of our trip is not to kill, there is no need to kill them all."

The Changmei Zhenren nodded, dissipated the true energy from his palm, and said, "Brother Ye, you are right. However, this person knows our whereabouts and cannot keep him."

The saint heard the conversation between the two, and he hurriedly begged for mercy and said, "Mr. Ye, please let me go, I promise not to disclose your whereabouts."

Ye Changsheng looked at him, a trace of cold light flashed in his eyes and said, "I don't trust your promise. However, I can give you a chance."

"What opportunity?" the saint asked hurriedly.

Ye Qiu said: "Tell the head of the Beiming family that I have no grudges and grudges with you. If you still want to be unfavorable to me, don't blame me for being rude."

The saint from the Beiming family said, "Okay, I will convey the words of Mr. Ye to the head of the family without missing a word."

"Okay, you go!" Ye Qiu waved.

"Thank you, Mr. Ye." The saint stood up quickly and was about to leave when the Changmei Zhenren spoke again.

"Wait a minute!" said the Changmei Zhenren: "The little monk has a bad temper and will retaliate. If that woman wants to kill me, I will naturally not leave her."

"Tell North Pluto that from now on, he will no longer have to be a dog licking, and he can concentrate on practicing."

The saint was very confused when he heard the words of the Changmei Zhenren, but he did not dare to ask too much, for fear of missing the only chance to survive, so he nodded and agreed: "Okay, I will convey it."

Changmei Zhenren said again: "Also, if the Beiming family dares to touch my brother, I will definitely kill the Beiming family without leaving any chickens and dogs. This sentence must be conveyed."

"Yes." The saint said and left quickly.

Then, looking at the corpses all over the ground, Ye Qiu teased: "Old guy, it's quite fast!"

"That's natural, don't look at who I am." Changmei Zhenren smiled proudly and said, "Little bastard, who will we kill next?"

Ye Qiu said: "Then it depends on who is in trouble."

"I understand... Damn, I forgot something." The Changmei Zhenren slapped his head and said, "When the saint of the Beiming family left, I should have let him keep the treasures on him, I was careless."

"It's okay, there is still a chance in the future." Ye Qiu comforted.

"That's right, I'm going to kill someone again soon." After Changmei Zhenren finished speaking, the two men's bodies disappeared from the spot.

After a moment.

The two appeared in front of a group of people.

There were only eight people in that group, but the weakest one was also the realm of enlightenment, among which three saints were also the ones.

The group of people were all wearing white clothes, with a small black word "wind" embroidered in front of their chests.

It is obvious that they come from the Feng family.

The group of people from the Feng family were shocked when they saw Ye Qiu and Changmei Zhenren who suddenly appeared. They obviously did not expect that two strangers would appear in this ghost place.

"Who are you?" one of them asked vigilantly, holding the weapon tightly in his hand.

The Changmei Zhenren sneered, and did not answer, but rushed directly towards the group of people.

He was extremely fast and almost instantly, he had arrived in front of the group of people.

Seeing this, the group of people from the Feng family were shocked and hurriedly raised their weapons to resist.

However, their strength is too far from that of Changmei Zhenren, and they are not opponents of the same level at all.

I saw Changmei Zhenren wave his palm and a powerful airflow burst out instantly, shaking all the weapons in the hands of the group of people.

Then, his figure flashed and came behind the group of people, holding bricks, one by one.

All this happened too quickly. Before the group could react, they had already been slapped in the head by the real person with long eyebrows.

In a blink of an eye, only a monk in the realm of God was left, kneeling on the ground and trembling.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

Ye Qiu looked at the corpse on the ground and said lightly: "We don't want to kill anyone, but whoever told you to look for me, I'm forced to do so!"

"Everyone is looking for you? You, are you Ye Changsheng?" The cultivator in the God-Transporting Realm was full of horror.

They were indeed looking for Ye Qiu, but they never expected that Ye Qiu would suddenly appear in front of them.

The monk at the level of God-Transporting God quickly begs for mercy: "Young Master Ye, please let me go!"

"Let you go?" Changmei Zhenren snorted coldly: "Dare to touch my Wuhua friend, there is a way out."

The monk at the level of God-Transporting God was scared and said, "I was wrong, I will never dare again, Mr. Ye..."

"Shut up!" Changmei Zhenren said in a deep voice: "Go back and tell your head, if you dare to target my brother again, I, Wuhua, will step on the gate of the Feng family and kill the Feng family without leaving them, get out!"
Chapter completed!