After Ye Qiu strongly killed the nine elders of the Jinwu clan, he turned around and returned to the flying sword, smiled at Ning Fan, who was stunned and said, "Did you see clearly my actions just now?"

Ning Fan swallowed and nodded mechanically.

He was completely shocked by the scene just now, and Ye Qiu's earth-shaking punch kept replaying in his mind.

"The essence of Dragon Slaying Fist lies not in the moves, but in the momentum."

Ye Qiu explained patiently: "The fist comes out like a dragon, and you can move forward without any progress. You can use thousands of magical powers and all kinds of magical powers to break it with one punch!"

Ning Fan thought about something, and his eyes gradually shone with light.

The nine elders were killed instantly, and the golden-armored guards on the nine bronze warships were all frightened.

Originally, they followed the nine elders to avenge the tenth prince of Jinwu, but they did not expect that not only did they fail to avenge, but the nine elders were killed in an instant.

Although it is unbelievable, they cannot help but believe it.

The golden armored guards stood on the deck, and the golden spear in their hands fell to the ground with a "clang" and their faces were filled with fear and despair.

"Run! Run!"

Someone shouted, and the scared golden armored guard woke up from his dream, scrambling to drive the bronze warship to escape from this sea of ​​death.

But--

"I've come here, I still want to leave?"

Ye Qiu stretched out his right hand gently, and a powerful force instantly enveloped a hundred miles of radius. The nine bronze warships seemed to be caught by an invisible giant hand, and were forced to move in the air, unable to move.

"thump!"

"thump!"

The golden armored guards fell to the ground one after another, kowtowing desperately begging for mercy.

"Sir, please spare me!"

"We are just doing our orders, please let us go!"

"I have an eighty-year-old mother in my family..."

"As long as the adults are willing to let me go, I am willing to offer my wife and children to you..."

Crying sounds one after another.

These Jinwu guards who are usually majestic are now like stray dogs, panic and beg for mercy.

Ye Qiu looked indifferent, turned to look at Ning Fan, and said, "Disciple, now I will teach you the third lesson."

Ning Fan quickly listened quietly.

Ye Qiu's voice was calm and cold: "Cut the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze blew, so--"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Qiu pointed at him like a sword, a little further away.

"call out!"

A sword energy burst out from Ye Qiu's fingertips. As it flew out, it was divided into ten, ten into hundreds...

In the blink of an eye, the sword energy was like rain, covering the sky and covering the nine bronze warships.

"No……"

As soon as the shrill scream sounded, it was drowned by the sound of sword energy breaking through the air.

"Puff puff puff..."

The blood mist exploded one after another, and the golden armored guards did not even have a chance to resist, and were strangled by the sword energy to form a blood mist.

Ning Fan's heart was thrilling when he saw it.

Although he knew that the Golden Crow Clan was not a good thing, he still felt a palpitation when he witnessed hundreds of lives being destroyed in an instant.

"I think my master is too cruel?" Ye Qiu asked with a smile.

Ning Fan quickly shook his head: "Disciple, don't dare."

"Remember," Ye Qiu said seriously: "The weak in the cultivation world. If they are let go of them today, then they will kill you mercilessly once they find an opportunity in the future."

"Be kind to the enemy is cruel to oneself."

"But..." Ning Fan wanted to speak but stopped.

The long-browed real man suddenly interrupted: "The little bastard is right. These are the dog legs of the Golden Crow tribe. If one of them is let go, there will be endless troubles."

"Think about it from the perspective of others. If the little bastard and I were not here, would the people of the Golden Crown tribe let you go?"

"They will not let you go, they will only kill you first and then kill the islanders."

Ning Fan was stunned.

Yes, if it weren't for the master and senior here, then the fate of him and the islanders would probably be even worse than those golden armored guards.

After figuring it out, Ning Fan raised his head and said, "Master, senior, I remember your teachings."

Ye Qiu nodded, waved his hand and erased the traces of the Golden Crow clan on the nine bronze warships, and then put them into the Qiankun bag.

"Little bastard, give me a bronze warship." said the Changmei Zhenren.

Ye Qiu said: "When you asked you to do your best, you don't do your best, and now you still want to share the spoils?"

"Don't be so stingy." Changmei Zhenren said: "Give me one."

"With your cultivation level, you can cross the void, and what do you need a bronze warship to do?" Ye Qiu said: "No."

Changmei Zhenren asked back: "With your cultivation level, you don't need bronze warships. What do you want them to do?"

Ye Qiu said: "Of course it's a gift to others."

"Zhongzhou, Qingyun Sword Sect, Demon Clan, Nether Clan..."

"Too few, not enough to score."

The Changmei Zhenren looked contemptuous: "It turns out that she wanted to give it to your woman. Humph, I forgot my true meaning when I see the color."

Ye Qiu smiled and said, "Old guy, don't get angry at all times. Be careful not to burp early."

"At our current speed, we should be able to reach Burning Sky Island before dark."

"At that time, if you confiscate the old Jinwu King's house, are you still afraid that there will be no treasure?"

When Changmei Zhenren heard this, his eyes lit up: "Home search? I like this."

Then, Ye Qiu continued to ride the wind with his sword and led Changmei Zhenren and Ning Fan toward the direction of Fentian Island.

...

Burning Sky Island.

Sun God Palace.

"Report—"

A guard rushed into the hall in a hurry, knelt on the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "Report to the clan leader, all the life lamps of the nine elders are turned off, I'm afraid they have already suffered an accident..."

Bang!

Before he finished speaking, the guard was slapped into blood mist by the old Jin Crow King.

"Waste! It's all waste! Ah..."

A roar that shook the sky and the earth erupted from the hall, the entire island trembled violently, and countless volcanoes erupted at the same time, and the hot magma soared into the sky, dyeing half of the sky bloody.

The old Jin Crow King sat on the throne, burning with the blazing sun fire all over his body, his eyes were as red as blood, and the terrifying pressure made the entire hall tremble.

The ten elders all fell, which was undoubtedly a huge blow to the Jinwu clan.

The ten elders are the backbone of the Golden Crow Clan, each of which has extraordinary cultivation, especially the four elders, who have reached the peak of the peerless saint king, only one step away from the quasi-emperor.

Now, it is really hateful to be taken away by someone.

"Check it! Check it out for me now!"

The old Jinwu King roared angrily: "I want to know who has such a courage to not only kill my son, but also dare to kill the top ten elders of my Jinwu clan!"

"Don't calm down." Suddenly, a young man in a golden feathered robe came from outside the hall. It was the ninth prince of the Jinwu clan.

"Father, this matter is probably not simple." The Ninth Prince said in a deep voice: "The other party can kill the tenth brother and the tenth elders. It can be seen that the other party is either full of people or has terrifying strength. Sending ordinary people to investigate is undoubtedly a way out."

"What do you mean?" asked the old Jinwu King.

The ninth prince said: "The child is willing to go and find out."

It's worthy of being my kind, I have courage!

The old Jinwu's anger faded a little and immediately said, "Be cautious, Lao Jiu, please call a few more brothers to go there."
Chapter completed!