"Aiya, tsk tsk tsk … Young Master Ye really has good taste. Look at her face, it's so tender."

The Di Clan's Great Elder's lecherous eyes swept across Wen Ziqing's tear-stained face. He reached out his withered hand and rubbed it lightly.

"Bastard!"

Ye Jin was instantly enraged. His entire body released a murderous aura. His eyes were a demonic red, and the Ganjiang Sword was surrounded by an extremely dangerous blood-red light.

Unexpectedly, the Great Elder's Divine Emperor aura was even stronger. It directly suppressed Ye Jin's aura. The Ganjiang Sword emitted a hateful buzzing sound along with its owner's emotions.

The Great Elder said coldly, "No one can protect you now. Obediently hand over the Immortal Loathe Sword to me, and I can consider letting you two go. Otherwise …"

The Great Elder's sharp fingernails drew a purple mark on Wen Ziqing's trembling neck.

"I can't hand him over to you now!"

Just as Ye Jin was about to explode in anger, Qiao Qiao hurriedly spoke with a serious expression.

"Oh?" The Great Elder narrowed his eyes and cast a cunning look at Qiao Qiao, who was gnashing his teeth.

"This Immortal Loathe Sword can only be pulled out by someone with the Moon Hall's bloodline essence. You won't get anything from killing Ye Jin!"

Qiao Qiao spouted nonsense with a straight face. The three of them had already tried to pull out the Immortal Loathe Sword with all their might. It was impossible.

The Di Clan's Great Elder looked at Qiao Qiao doubtfully. He was holding Wen Ziqing in his hands and could not test it out, so he gave a look to a powerful guard. That guard immediately went forward and circulated all the origin energy in his body to pull out the sword.

The result was obvious. The Immortal Loathe Sword did not move at all. It was still flowing with white light.

That guard panted just like Qiao Qiao and shook his head at the Great Elder.

The Great Elder pondered and smiled as he watched Ye Jin pull out the sword.

Ye Jin said unyieldingly, "Return Wen Ziqing to me first!"

The First Elder only hesitated for a moment and then pushed Wen Ziqing back to Ye Jin. He was not afraid that Ye Jin would run away. How could he run away under the pressure of a Shenhuang with such a weak cultivation?

Wen Ziqing threw herself into Ye Jin's arms, her tears flowing uncontrollably. Ye Jin wiped away the tears on Wen Ziqing's face tenderly. He glanced at the bruises on Wen Ziqing's neck and wrists before glaring at the Great Elder of the Di Clan with hatred.

You old bastard!

One day, I'll tear you to shreds!

"Alright, alright. This old man doesn't have the patience to watch you two whisper sweet nothings to each other. Hurry up and go!"

The Great Elder waved his hand and the blade on Ye Jin's neck was put down. However, the scarier Shenhuang's divine senses were locked onto Ye Jin, preventing him from running away.

Ye Jin held Wen Ziqing's hand and slowly walked towards the Immortal Loathe Sword under the Great Elder's watch. In the process, he exchanged a glance with Qiao Qiao who was ready at the side.

Then, he touched the hilt of the Immortal Loathe Sword. Ye Jin was delighted. The Shenhuang's divine aura that was pressing down on his shoulders suddenly disappeared. He turned to look at Qiao Qiao.

The Di Clan's Great Elder suddenly realized that the moment Ye Jin touched the sword hilt, he could no longer lock onto them with his divine senses!

Even the Shenhuang's divine aura was completely ineffective!

"Not good!

Catch them quickly! "The Great Elder turned pale with fright as he shouted.

Before he could finish his sentence, Qiao Qiao suddenly unleashed a powerful lightning that shook the Nine Heavens. In an instant, the Di Clan's guard who was choking him was blasted away. He quickly retreated to the side of the giant rock and fought alongside Ye Jin.

The Di Clan's guards immediately surrounded the two of them. Ye Jin hugged Wen Ziqing and leaped up lightly. He circulated his origin energy and the Ganjiang Sword shone brightly. It shone on Ye Jin's cold face, making his cold expression look even more demonic.

There was a reason why he asked the Di Clan's Great Elder to return Wen Ziqing. It was not only because he was worried about Wen Ziqing's safety, but also because although the Ganjiang Sword was powerful, it had a fatal flaw. Without the Moye Sword's suppression and purification, Ye Jin would be devoured by the murderous aura if he used the Ganjiang Sword and went berserk. Ye Jin did not know what he would become if that happened.

Ye Rou's figure moved, and the Ganjiang Sword in his hand drew a huge circle in a five-meter radius. Some of the Di Clan's guards who did not manage to dodge in time screamed and turned into dark red blood stains in the demonic red light, corroding the ground in that deep circle.

In an instant, no one dared to take a step forward. The dark red circle separated the Di Clan's people from Ye Jin's group.

"Trash!

What are you hesitating for?

Charge! '

Take them down! "

The Great Elder shouted in exasperation. He was naturally furious that he was being toyed with by two immature brats.

Upon receiving the order, the Di Clan's guards immediately crossed the dark red gorge and attacked Ye Jin's group.

Ye Jin and Wen Ziqing fought in each other's arms. Ye Jin waved his Ganjiang Sword and streaks of terrifying red light turned the Di Clan's guards into blood stains. On the other side, purple lightning bolts descended from the sky to block the sudden attack.

Ye Jin and Qiao Qiao had their backs pressed against each other. Qiao Qiao helplessly smiled bitterly and said, "Ye Jin, we might die here today."

Ye Jin's expression was calm. With a flash of his sword, he took care of another Di Clan's guard. He replied, "It's all my fault that Brother Qiao is in such a state."

"Haha, there's no point in discussing who's in the wrong now. Come, let's fight for the last time!" Qiao Qiao laughed and slammed his hand down like a thunderbolt.

"Enough!"

The Great Elder could no longer bear to watch the two of them slaughtering his Di Clan's disciples. He formed a seal with both hands and after a surge of source energy, a terrifying attack with a terrifying roar came crashing down on Ye Jin's group.

"Sky Destroyer Technique!

Go to hell! "

Wen Ziqing buried herself in Ye Jin's arms and clung tightly to his clothes, not moving at all.

Just as Ye Jin and Qiao Qiao thought that they were about to be turned into ashes, the space suddenly trembled. A spatial crack suddenly appeared beside the Immortal Loathe Sword.

A white figure suddenly flashed out of the spatial crack. The white figure stretched out one hand and grabbed the hilt of the Immortal Loathe Sword. With a clear clang and a snow-white sword light, the Immortal Loathe Sword was easily pulled out by that person!

The white figure weighed the Immortal Loathe Sword and seemed to be very satisfied. Instantly, he sped up and shook his arm. An earth-shattering and peerless sword slashed out in a split second. Wherever the sword light passed, it was mixed with tiny black spots that were torn apart by the spatial crack. The Immortal Emperor's full force attack was slashed into two and dissipated.

"No … this … how is this possible!

Impossible!

No one can resist my Sky Destroyer Technique! "The Di Clan's Great Elder's expression was horrified. His old and withered face was filled with disbelief and shock.

Ye Jin and Qiao Qiao finally saw the white figure clearly. It was a person!

This person was shrouded in a cloak, and his face was also covered by the hood. His clothes fluttered in the wind, making him look like an immortal. In his hand was an awe-inspiring snow-white longsword. It was Loathe Immortal!

That person chuckled. His clear and melodious voice was filled with mockery. "A mere ant wants to destroy the heavens?"

The white-robed figure suddenly burst out, his attack was not weak at all as he launched an attack on the weakened Deity Emperor!

The Great Elder of the Di Clan, who had just used all his strength due to his rage, was extremely terrified of this white-robed man. However, as expected of an old and cunning man who had lived for so long, he quickly reacted and realized that he had been defeated by a mere First Grade Divine Throne.

Toss?

Concubine?

Wrestling team?

The man in white parried a few moves. His swift and fierce swordsmanship was dazzling, but it was also extremely beautiful. Every slash, slash, and stab was very easy and skillful. Everything was calm and unhurried. His white clothes fluttered in the wind as if he was about to become an immortal.

The Great Elder's aura was obviously at a disadvantage. He became more and more panicked as he fought against the white-robed man. As a Second Grade Divine Emperor, being suppressed by a First Grade Divine Throne junior, he definitely felt uneasy. Instantly, his attacks became slower. The white-robed man's extremely fast sword attack took the opportunity and pierced the Great Elder's abdomen without hesitation.

"Pfft …" The Great Elder suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. The Deity Emperor Source Energy in his body was immediately repelled. He said viciously, "Scoundrel!

We will fight again in the future! "

Seeing this, the white-robed man immediately pulled out Loathe Immortal. Blood splattered everywhere, but not a single drop of blood landed on his white robe.

Then, the Great Elder of the Di Clan actually ran away in defeat!

He hurriedly used his Source Energy and disappeared on his sword.

The white-robed man sneered. He didn't expect the Deity Emperor to be so shameless as to run away when he couldn't win.

The white-robed man shook his wrist and shook off the blood on Loathe Immortal, revealing the bright sword body.

He didn't chase after him. Only sword cultivators who had reached the Deity Emperor Realm could fly on their swords. With his First Grade Divine Throne cultivation, it was impossible for him to kill a Deity Emperor who might not have any trump cards.

Ye Jin and Qiao Qiao had also finished off the remaining guards of the Di Clan. They looked at the white-robed man who was walking towards them with wounds all over his body.

Qiao Qiao looked at the white-robed man in admiration. He had just forced a Deity Emperor to retreat, and he was only a First Grade Divine Throne cultivator!

The white-robed man saw that the two of them didn't speak. After a long silence, he took off his hood. In an instant, his snow-white hair slid down his head. The white-robed man's true appearance was also seen by Ye Jin and Qiao Qiao.

His face was very unfamiliar, but it made people stop breathing.

He was really too exquisite!

His hair was like a waterfall, his face was as white as jade, his eyebrows were like distant mountains, deep and handsome, his nose was straight, his lips were red, and his teeth were white. Especially his eyes, which were blood-red like a spring breeze. They were gentle and clear, but they always gave people a feeling of nobility and coldness. He was like a mighty monarch, so majestic that people couldn't look at him directly.

His robe was as white as snow, which made him even more immortal, like a banished immortal.

Rather than saying that he was exquisite and perfect, it was better to say that he was beautiful!

It wasn't the gentle beauty of a woman, but a steady and elegant beauty that didn't lose the nobility of a monarch!

It was a steady and magnanimous aura that made people believe and submit at first sight!

Qiao Qiao and Ye Jin were stunned, and the white-robed man couldn't help but laugh. His handsome face was still filled with joy.

"What?

Can't you recognize me after I changed my face? "The white-robed man laughed.

Qiao Qiao was instantly puzzled. This person's tone was very familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was.

"Your Excellency is?" Ye Jin and Qiao Qiao felt the same way. It was both familiar and unfamiliar.

The white-robed man's tone was amiable, neither sad nor happy. "Qiao Qiao, that day we fought together against the Poison Centipede and the White Tiger. How could you forget?

If it weren't for me, we would have been buried in the tiger's belly. "

His tone pretended to be sad, but there was still a smile on his face. The white-robed man's body suddenly emitted traces of extremely pure Darkness Origin Energy, which was even more conspicuous in contrast to his white robe.

"You … … how … …" Qiao Qiao seemed to suddenly think of something and was speechless. He was so shocked that he couldn't say a word. He could only stare at the white-robed man with wide eyes.

The white-robed man smiled mysteriously, then turned to the confused Ye Jin and said, "Aiya, Young Master Ye, I saved you last time. You can't go back on your words, right? You even ate my Soul Locking Pill."

Ye Jin also came to her senses.

The two of them looked at each other in disbelief under the white-robed man's smiling eyes. After a long time, they suddenly turned to look at the white-robed man, then swept their eyes over the white-robed man's head full of silver hair, as well as his blood-red eyes.

They lost their composure and shouted in disbelief.

"Third Young Master Yun?!"

"Boss?!"

The simultaneous voices couldn't help but make the white-robed man's lips curl up. Qiao Qiao saw the answer in his gentle eyes.

He flew over and gave him a bear hug. Even though he was covered in blood, his white robe wasn't stained in the slightest.

"Ahahahahaha!

Boss, it's really you!

Hahahaha … … You're not dead, wahahahaha … … "