Fantasy: The group leader of the opening system, the queen of counterattack!

"yes?"

Ye Lang tilted his head and smiled, without any panic on his face, but turned to look at Leng Yubing, Suyin and the others beside him.

"Go back to your own sect."

"This matter has nothing to do with you, and you can't help much if you stay."

"no!"

"Master Ye, without you in the Ten Thousand Clans Battlefield, we would not have been able to obtain these opportunities, and we might even be wiped out by those evil spirits."

"They don't understand, but we do."

Suyin, Leng Yubing and others all shook their heads in unison, very firm.

Seeing this scene, God King Lengyin couldn't bear it any longer, and flew out directly regardless of the still hesitating Elder Xuanyin.

Looking at Guan Jing coldly, a jade flute appeared in his hand.

"If you want to kill them, kill me first."

"King of Cold Sound?"

"You Tianyin Temple, do you want to be an enemy of our Shangqing Shenzong and so many forces? Have you thought about it?"

Guan Jing frowned, and said coldly.

"Yes."

"If your Tianyin Temple wants to protect this person, the old woman has no choice but to kill your Tianyin Temple together!"

"..."

The rest of the powerhouses from various sects who wanted to make a move spoke out one after another, and the old woman of the Luohua Shenzong whose grandson died even threatened directly.

"God King Lengyin, you don't have to be like this."

At this time, Ye Lang suddenly opened his mouth, and spoke to God King Lengyin from behind.

"You help me, I know it's because of Yanran, but it's really not necessary."

After a pause, Ye Lang scanned the entire square, and finally fell on the worried face of Huangfu Lingshi.

My heart is slightly warm.

To be honest, he thinks that everything he has done in the battlefield of ten thousand races has not done anything wrong to others.

He indeed interfered with the recovery of the evil lord, and killed Xie Feng and other powerful evil spirits, as well as a large number of evil warriors.

Without him, all warriors who entered the battlefield of ten thousand races would either die or be corrupted by evil and become demons who lost their humanity.

There is absolutely no third possibility.

As for monopolizing the opportunities and relics in the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield, he got them by his ability, so why not?
Now these people are clamoring for revenge on him, just to see that he has no background.

Maybe he is also jealous of the treasures he got from the battlefield of all races.

Now that things have happened, Ye Lang knows that there will be a big battle today, and he himself is not afraid at all.

He even wanted to settle accounts with these sects one by one in the future.

But he didn't want to hurt Tianyin Temple and Leng Yubing's sect, so it was time for a showdown.

"What do you mean by that...?"

God King Lengyin heard that something was wrong with his words, so he turned his head and asked.

Seeing that the situation seemed to have changed, Guan Jing and the others looked at each other and temporarily suppressed their killing intent.

If possible, they certainly don't want to start a war with Tianyin Temple and Yuqing Shenzong.

After all, these two sects both produce beauties, and many strong people admire the fairies.

"I mean…"

Ye Lang turned his head slightly, and looked at Ye Er who was beside him, who was dressed as Ye Yanran.

Mind moving.

Ye Er directly took off the makeup and restored his appearance exactly like him!

"At this point, I don't want to hide it anymore. The so-called goddess Ye Yanran is just a clone of me in women's clothing."

"Entering the Tianyin Temple is only to practice the secret method."

"In a word, there have never been any goddesses in the world, and there are only me, Ye Lang."

"So, my business has nothing to do with you."

Ye Lang came with his hands behind his back and spoke slowly.

He still didn't say that he was the one who dressed the women himself.

On this occasion...is he shameless?
As soon as he said those words, it was like thunder rolling down, knocking everyone into a frenzy.

"What... what?"

"The goddess of the world... is it fake? Is it a male clone dressed as a female?"

"Do not…"

"It's not true!"

"..."

In the square, a group of male warriors who had just come out of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield felt that they had been hit by [-] points of crit.

That's the goddess of the world, even if her brother Ye Lang treated them so well in the battlefield of ten thousand races, they didn't hold her grudges.

But now, she actually told them that the goddess is just a clone, and the owner of this clone is a man!

Can't accept it!

And the most unacceptable is not them, but a certain prince.

As soon as Ye Lang finished speaking, Huangfu Ling Shi looked at Ye Er who had changed back to his true face, and his eyes went dark.

Immediately passed out.

"I'm sorry, Your Royal Highness."

Ye Lang watched him being carried into Yanshen Palace by a group of guards from afar, shaking his head and muttering to himself.

His Royal Highness is a good man, but they really can't.

Long pain is better than short pain.

"All right."

"The matter is also clear, so don't get in the way here."

"I want to see what this group of trash can do to me."

Ye Lang waved his hand, the blinking domain was activated, he directly passed the God King Lengyin, and brought Ye Er to appear on the square.

Surrounding them are the powerful people from various sects of Guanjing.

"Good boy, I didn't expect you to be a deceitful person."

"It really deserves death."

Guan Jing looked at Ye Lang, unable to restrain his killing intent, he slashed at Ye Lang with his sword first.

"You are the one who talks the most, I said that you will pay the price!"

Ye Lang's eyes froze, and he said something in his heart, but he didn't back down at all, and charged directly at Guan Jing with the Zhan Shen Dao.

"Poisonous milk halo, activate!"

With a silent thought in his heart, Ye Lang suddenly spoke loudly to Guan Jing:
"Come on, you will be able to kill me with one sword!"

Immediately afterwards, he directly activated the extremely cold cooling skill, and the sword light that Guan Jing had already slashed disappeared immediately.

The whole person paused in mid-air.

Ye Lang, on the other hand, directly activated all the killing power accumulated in the Zhanshen Saber instantly.

Cut down with a knife!

Rumble!
The power of endless killing erupted instantly, and countless blood-red sword lights erupted from the Zhanshen Dao.

The entire void was completely covered, and the coefficient fell on Guan Jing.

"what-"

Under the effect of the extreme cold, Guan Jing's whole body cultivation could not be exerted at all.

He could only resist this terrifying killing force, and immediately let out screams!

The whole body's breath began to become weak.

After such a long period of accumulation, the killing power of the Zhanshen Saber erupts in an instant, and its power is definitely not weak!
But obviously, it was still difficult to kill Guan Jing.

"a ha ha ha!"

"Boy, how long can you trap me with this method, you can't kill me."

"Hurry up and kill him directly, the old man can still bear it!"

While Guan Jing screamed, he laughed again, and said to the other strong men.

However, before he could finish his words, a broken sword pierced through his sky cap!
It was Xuanyuan!

Under this sword, Guan Jing's eyes widened and then collapsed.

The primordial spirit in the body touched Xuanyuan Jianfeng, and was directly smashed to pieces!
This scene.

The other strong men who were watching stopped slightly and swallowed their saliva.

The official scene of the second level of the God Emperor was killed in seconds?