Ye Tianming's voice was bone-chillingly cold, and his words made several people tremble.

Several people were intimidated by Ye Tianming's aura, and a trace of panic flashed across their faces.

But they soon pretended to be calm again.

"Humph, Mr. Ye, this world is a world where the strong prey on the weak. It's your fault for meddling in other people's business and giving us such a great opportunity!"

The leader had a hint of sarcasm in his eyes and said with disdain.

Ye Tianming laughed in anger: "What a law of the jungle! Today I will let you know the consequences of repaying kindness with enmity!"

After saying that, Ye Tianming stopped talking nonsense, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards those people like a ghost!

The spiritual sword in his hand shone brightly, carrying with it endless anger and murderous intent.

When those people saw this, they all felt fear in their hearts.

When the leader saw this, the mockery on his face became even stronger.

He glanced at the people around him and spoke in horror:

"Everyone, Ye Tianming is now just a spent force. As long as we work together, he will definitely not survive today!"

After these words were spoken, the panicked people seemed to be reassured.

Several people quickly used their own unique skills to try to resist Ye Tianming's attack.

One of them quickly formed seals with his hands and muttered something. In an instant, a huge flaming shield appeared in front of him.

The flames on the shield burned fiercely, and the scorching heat caused the surrounding air to become distorted.

The flames kept jumping, as if trying to break free and pounce on Ye Tianming. The other man clenched his fists, and a powerful aura burst out of his body. Then he swung his fist violently, and a tornado composed of sharp wind blades swept towards Ye Tianming.

The wind blades cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, and deep marks were left on the ground wherever they passed.

Another person took out a piece of talisman paper from his arms and shouted "jiu" softly. The talisman paper instantly burned and turned into a bolt of lightning that struck Ye Tianming.

Thunder and lightning shuttled through the air like silver snakes, crackling and carrying a breath of destruction.

The last man danced with his hands, and countless ice spikes condensed in front of him, and then shot towards Ye Tianming like a rainstorm.

The ice spikes emitted a biting cold, and even water vapor was condensed into ice wherever they passed.

Facing the enemy's attack, Ye Tianming did not retreat but advanced instead, performing the Dingtian Leiying Step and instantly avoiding the direct strike of lightning at an extremely fast speed.

Lightning struck the ground next to him, creating a huge hole and sending earth and rocks flying everywhere.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Tianming mobilized the little spiritual power left in his body and gathered it on the spiritual sword.

The spirit sword suddenly shone brightly, and he swung it with force. A powerful sword energy whizzed out and collided with the oncoming ice spike.

There was only a series of crisp "crackling" sounds, and the ice spikes shattered one after another, turning into ice chips that scattered all over the ground.

At this time, the tornado formed by wind blades was approaching Ye Tianming.

He was not in a hurry. He changed his steps and displayed a wonderful body skill, moving freely in the gaps of the tornado.

After finding a flaw, Ye Tianming suddenly inserted the spirit sword into the tornado. Spiritual power burst out, the tornado instantly collapsed, and the wind blade disappeared without a trace.

Finally, facing the huge flaming shield, Ye Tianming took a deep breath and poured all his spiritual power into his palms.

He pushed out with both palms, and a powerful force surged out, colliding head-on with the flaming shield.

With a loud bang, flames spread and the shield was blown back.

When they saw Ye Tianming being so powerful, they couldn't help but feel a little scared.

But Ye Tianming did not give them a chance to breathe. He took advantage of the situation and stabbed one of them in the chest with his spirit sword.

The man was unable to dodge and was pierced by the spiritual sword, dying on the spot.

Seeing this, the others wanted to escape, but would Ye Tianming let them do that?

His body was as fast as lightning. He caught up with a man in an instant, kicked him to the ground, and then swung his magic sword, piercing his heart!

ended his life.

The remaining two people were so scared that they turned pale and knelt down to beg for mercy.

Ye Tianming looked at them coldly and said:

"You are a bunch of ungrateful villains. You will not be allowed to stay!"

After saying that, he raised his sword and dealt with the two men.

Screams were heard, and several people fell to the ground and died.

At this moment, Ye Tianming exuded a chilling aura, and the monks around him were silent, not daring to make a sound.

Ji Qingwan and others rushed forward, their eyes full of concern.

"Tianming, are you okay?" Ye Tianming took a deep breath and calmed down:

"I'm fine, I just didn't expect these people to be so despicable."

“Mr. Ye, there is no need to get angry at these villains and hurt your body.”

Lin Qingfeng said softly with a concerned look on her face.

Ye Tianming nodded:

"Don't worry, I won't let them get to me."

"They don't deserve it!"

After saying that, Ye Tianming sat down cross-legged and began to recover the consumed spiritual energy!

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