"here we go again?"

Ye Li raised his eyebrows.

"no!"

Widow Qing waved her hand at this time, with a surprise on her face and said, "It's ours!"

Ye Li and widow Qing returned to their bodies. Ye Li opened his eyes and found that Song Zhong was sitting on the ground, with blood on the knife, very sluggish.

Just now, many ghost cultivators secretly attacked him. He applied his blood on the knife and fought with the power of the yang, and his soul was damaged.

Widow Qing's condition was slightly better, but she was also obviously very weak.

Widow Qing comforted Qin Meng'er and opened the door and came out.

"Qinqing!"

As soon as the door opened, a woman in a black robe flew over.

The woman looks in her thirties, with a ponytail, fair skin, beautiful appearance, but her eyes are very cold and arrogant. She should not enter with a touch of strangers.

"Senior Sister Qinyao, you are here!"

The widow shouted.

"I'm late!"

Qin Yao said: "When I received your message, I came with my men and women, but I didn't expect that I was still one step late!"

"Meng'er is okay?"

"fine!"

Widow Qing sighed: "I didn't expect that there would be so many ghost cultivators tonight, and even ghost young master Ji Wushuang would get involved!"

"Ji Wushuang?"

Qin Yao's face changed, "He's also involved?"

"How did they know Meng'er's secret?"

"have no idea!"

Widow Qing shook her head, "No one knows about Meng'er."

"Thanks tonight to Mr. Ye, he seriously injured Ji Wushuang and repelled those ghost cultivators. Otherwise, we might have been torn to pieces!"

"Young Master Ye?"

Hearing this sentence, Qin Yao's eyes suddenly became sharp, like an eagle and falcon, looking at Ye Li who had just walked out of the room.

"That's right!"

Widow Qing said gratefully: "He is a Taoist master who was introduced by one of my best friends to help me resist the night walk of hundreds of ghosts. Thanks to him tonight, even Ji Wushuang was seriously injured by him!"

"Get it down!"

Qin Yao suddenly pointed at Ye Li, and murderous intent burst out in her eyes. She gave an order, "Don't resist, kill me!"

Swish swish swish swish... The thirteen black-robed warriors following Qin Yao immediately pulled out the long sword behind them and pointed at Ye Li.

The long swords in their hands were not white, but black.

"Soul-Devouring Sword!"

Ye Li could see at a glance that this was the Soul-Devouring Sword that could deal with the ghosts and kill the soul! The Soul-Devouring Sword's materials are extraordinary. Although there are quite a lot in the fairy world, they are definitely very cherished in the Fengyun Continent.

Unexpectedly, Qin Yao brought thirteen people at once.

Widow Qing's face changed and she said, "Senior Sister Qinyao, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing?"

Qin Yao stared at Ye Li and sneered, "How could he be so tall at his age?"

"Seriously injured Ji Wushuang, help you fight back the hundreds of ghosts at night?"

"He and those ghost cultivators must be in the same group!"

"Thirteen Soul-Devouring Swords, such a big deal!"

Ye Li looked at Qin Yao and sneered.

Before Widow Qing could speak, Qin Yao shouted fiercely: "You and Ji Wushuang and those ghost cultivators must be in the same group, and they sacrificed a few small characters to act."

"You lied to Qin Qing, but you couldn't deceive me!"

Ye Li narrowed his eyes and stared at Qin Yao, "I said I am from the same group as them. What evidence do you have?"

"No evidence!"

Qin Yao was extremely arrogant and cold and decisive, "Even if you really saved Qin Qing and Meng'er, it was extraordinary times and extraordinary methods. I would rather kill him by mistake than let him go!"

A sharp light flashed in Ye Li's eyes and he said sarcastically: "What a person would rather kill him by mistake than let him go!"

Qin Yao said with a hint of contempt and said, "It is true that you can be so calm at this time!"

"But you still have to die today!"

The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if she was the high-ranking master, "You accept your fate!"

At this time, the widow Qing said anxiously: "Senior sister, don't do anything randomly, you don't understand the situation!"

"Ye Li won't be with those people..." "Shut up!"

Qin Yao was extremely strong, "Although you are the saint of the sect, I am your senior sister!"

"I have the obligation to guard the safety of you and Meng'er!"

"You really want to mess with me?"

Ye Li carried his hands on his back and his tone was indifferent.

"Provoke you?"

A man in black robe grinned, "Boy, who do you think you are?"

"Do you know who we are?"

"We are the Daluo Sect..." The man in the black robe's voice stopped abruptly, because a tiny silver needle was pressed against his throat at some point.

Flying Needle! The whole audience suddenly became quiet. Unexpectedly, Ye Li had such a trump card! They had thirteen soul-devouring swords, and they were basically restrained against Taoist masters like Ye Li.

However, flying needles and flying swords are the restraining weapons of Taoist masters against martial arts masters.

Qin Yao's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of unconcealed murderous intent flashed.

"Boy, how dare you press the flying needle against me?"

The man in black robe said coldly: "Your soul is leaving your body now, and we can cut your body into seventeen or eighteen pieces..." Wow! A silver light flashed, and a small blood hole appeared in the throat of the man in black robe. His eyes widened, his pupils were dissipated, and his body fell to the sky.

Everyone else felt cold.

Qin Yao shouted fiercely, "Cut his body!"

"don't want!"

The widow said anxiously.

However, she is a master of Taoism, and the Soul-Devouring Sword suppresses her, making her unable to leave her body, and she is completely powerless.

Wow, swow, swow, and the swords of the other twelve black-robed men fell to the ground before they could even land on Ye Li.

The power of the flying needle is directly related to the strength of the driver.

The higher the driver's realm and stronger the mental power, the greater the power of the flying needle.

Ye Li's soul has now reached the sixth level, and there is no need to mention his mental power. The power of the flying needle cannot be speculated by common sense.

"What?"

Qin Yao's face suddenly changed.

Widow Qing was also stunned! As a master of Taoism, she certainly knew about flying needles, but she had never seen many of them that could make the flying needles so fast.

Those who have seen them are all gods! "Who are you?"

Qin Yao was furious and quickly retreated. The qi and blood on her body burst out, blocking the speed of the flying needle. At the same time, she took out a small-shaped magic crystal crossbow in her hand and shot it at Ye Li.

However, with a flash of silver light, a blood hole was penetrated on her wrist! "Ah!"

Qin Yao screamed, and the magic crystal crossbow in her hand fell, and then a flying needle appeared in her throat! "Young Master Ye, show mercy, she is from the Daluo Sect..." Widow Qing shouted at this time.

"Yes, I am from the Daluo Sect, Qin Qing's senior sister. Can you bear the consequences if you dare to kill me?"

Qin Yao shouted fiercely, raised her jaw, very arrogant, "Now, kneel down and kowtow to me, I can still..." Sheep swished... The silver light kept flashing, and it seemed like she was sewing clothes on Qin Yao's body.

"Ahh..." Qin Yao screamed and fell to the ground. Her tendons and veins were already useless.

“Da Luo School?

What a thing!”

Ye Li's soul returned to his orifice and opened his eyes.

"You...you...I'm going to kill you..." Qin Yao roared heart-wrenchingly.

Her muscles and veins were destroyed, and she was basically a useless person.
Chapter completed!