This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Chapter 274 The Death of Songshan
Ye Ming's question is also the question of other people in Wuyue present, why does the Songshan faction not greet the headmaster when he returns, instead he looks like he sees the enemy.

The leading elder of the Songshan faction was named Wan Chuan, and he said loudly: "We are ordered by Mr. Huashan Shang to guard this place, Ye Ming, you have already been expelled from the Songshan faction by us, how dare you bring people here to act presumptuously! "

The amount of information in this sentence is a bit large, and everyone is inexplicably horrified. Huashan has already made a move, and has already won the Songshan faction.

Ye Ming was even more angry and laughed back. He drew his sword and pointed it at Elder Wanchuan without hesitation: "Expell my sect master from the mountain gate? What a bastard! You old bastard, I'm going to kill you today! Clear the door!"

He spoke harshly, but he was merciless even when he moved his hands. When Ye Ming's words fell, his whole body shot out like sharp arrows. Include everyone on the opposite side within the attack range.

"Everyone, follow me to kill the thief!"

Elder Wan Chuan issued an order, and the rest of the elder disciples also drew their swords one after another, facing Ye Ming and killed him.

Because it was an internal matter of the Songshan faction, Ye Ming did not ask other people to take action, so although Tianfeng and the others glared at the Songshan faction, they were not in a hurry to act.

After all, Ye Ming is the master of Songshan, a generation of kendo wizards, even though he has more than one opponent, he is still able to handle it with ease. I saw his iron sword like a dragon swimming in the sea, and his sword energy was like a rainbow. The sword in the hands of a famous Songshan disciple snapped at the sound, blood spurted from the mouth, and flew backwards.

"Go together!"

Seeing Ye Ming gaining the upper hand, Elder Wan Chuan was shocked, and said bitterly: "Don't hold back, kill this beast with all your strength!"

The killing intent surged in the eyes of the several elders, they pressed forward and pointed their swords at the opponent's vital points, some attacked the face, some attacked the heart and lungs, Ye Ming gave a cold cry, the iron sword swam around, his body turned like a canopy Pull back.

"Everyone! Broken Shadow!"

Elder Wan Chuan yelled, and the other three elders around him sent their swords forward together, and the four long swords flew upwards, reaching a high place, suddenly turned in a different direction and turned down sharply.

The four swords merged into one, the zhenqi condensed on it and turned into a huge sword gang that crashed down, Ye Ming didn't dodge when he saw this, he closed his eyes slightly, stood still on both feet, concentrated his energy, the iron sword in his hand vibrated continuously and buzzed , until several streaks of light burst out from his fingertips, dyeing the rusty blunt sword into a brilliant color overflowing with brilliance.

When the huge sword gang fell, Ye Ming suddenly opened his eyes, and the colorful sword in his hand slashed out like lightning, one horizontal and one vertical, two crossed sword qi spun out, turning into a spiral sword gang to face him And up.

"Break it for me!"

As Ye Ming stopped drinking, the two swords collided together, and the terrifying air wave spread to the surroundings. The bright sword light flickered at the point of confrontation, making it almost impossible to keep your eyes open. Shadow suddenly cracked a fine line.

Wan Chuan and the other four elders were stunned, only to hear a burst of explosions, and the two colliding swords shattered, and the crowd behind them subconsciously raised their arms to block the incoming air wave.

During the tremor, the floor tiles under his feet shattered, and the wind and stones roared into the sky. Ye Ming put his sword into its sheath and stood facing the wind. After a few breaths, the wind was calm, and only a few elders of the Songshan Sect were lying on the ground, coughing blood and panting, and there was no more battle Power.

The head of Songshan Mountain is indeed well-deserved.

Both Hao Bansheng and Shi Jiuning were filled with emotions. Daoist Tianfeng stared at the sky where the sword gang had dissipated, his eyes were deep, and the fingers holding Mu Yujian turned slightly white.

Ye Ming calmed down a little, stepped forward with unhurried steps, looked down at Elder Wan Chuan on the ground, and said nothing.

At the same time, Wan Chuan also raised his head, stared at Ye Ming closely, and after a while, said hoarsely: "What kind of sword technique is this?"

Ye Ming raised his head, his gaze was indifferent: "The sword is a weapon for killing people, it is enough to take people's lives, why do we need a name to decorate it, my sword is nameless, and neither are my sword skills."

"cough cough"

Elder Wan Chuan coughed up a mouthful of blood, knelt on his back, looked into Ye Ming's eyes, his complex expression gradually became peaceful: "I have lost, but I will never let you humiliate me."

As he said that, Elder Wan Chuan slapped his chest with a palm, and the force of the palm shattered his heart. He closed his mouth tightly and lowered his head after a muffled grunt. Blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, and he lost his breath after a while.

Ye Ming looked at Elder Wan Chuan with a gloomy look on his face, but soon he cleared his face and turned to look at another elder with disdain on his face: "You guys have low martial arts skills, a bunch of rats, how dare you stop me?" .”

"We have no way out"

There was despair in the elder's eyes, he turned his head to look at the death of Elder Wanchuan, his expression was a little sad, he closed his eyes: "Since Brother Ye took over the Songshan School, he did not care about foreign affairs and devoted himself to practicing swords. Senior Brother Wan Chuan is in charge of all affairs, big and small, so if Senior Brother Wan Chuan is in charge, we have no objection."

Ye Ming looked at him indifferently, and asked: "Is this the price Shang Jidao offered you?"

"That's right, Huashan promised to let Senior Brother Wan Chuan be the head if he was willing to surrender, but he didn't expect that you are still alive." The man looked a little unwilling.

Ye Ming snorted disdainfully: "Based on his few nonsense words, you actually dare to make trouble. I don't believe that all the disciples under my sect are like you."

"Senior brother Ye would rather bend than bend, and my Songshan sect will naturally inherit your strength of character. Not everyone is willing to listen to Huashan's orders," said the elder, who laughed strangely: "Brother, do you know why only a few of us came to stop you today?" You?"

There are not many disciples of the Songshan School, but there are definitely more than that.

Ye Ming was stunned for a moment, then his expression changed immediately, he pierced the elder's shoulder with a sword, and said angrily: "Where are the others?!"

"Cough! Cough!"

The elder spit out another mouthful of blood, and laughed: "Senior Brother Ye, don't worry, Senior Brother Wan Chuan is not a short-sighted person, surrendering to Mount Hua is only for a while, those disciples are my future of Mount Song, he will not do such a stupid thing as drinking poison to quench thirst, It's just killing chickens to scare monkeys."

"Quickly tell me! Where is the man!" Ye Ming's eyes were red and his face was terrified.

The elder grasped the iron sword pierced on Ye Ming's shoulder, panted and said: "Those people were all tied up and locked up in the disciple's courtyard. Those who know the current affairs are outstanding. As for those who recognize Senior Brother Ye, they would rather die than surrender. Brother Wan Chuan has dealt with the hard stubble."

"you!"

Ye Ming was furious, and the iron sword in his hand went a little deeper. With a mouthful of blood in his mouth, the elder laughed and said, "Senior brother, now you know why we have to attack even though we know we are no match for you. We have no way out. "

These words were a bit sad, the elder shut his mouth, and like Wan Chuan, he used palm force to destroy the heart veins, and he turned his head away.

The remaining two elders didn't hesitate for too long, and each committed suicide. Some of the disciples behind them dropped their swords and knelt down to beg for mercy, some remained silent, and some followed the four of them and killed themselves with their swords.

Ye Ming closed his eyes with a pained look on his face. Wan Chuan and the others really had no way out. In order to stabilize Songshan, they had already killed a group of disciples and elders who supported the sect leader. The blood feud had already been forged. Whether it's to appease people's hearts or to clean up the door, these people can't stay.

The sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes have revenge and resentment. Now that Wan Chuan and others are dead, and the lights of death are extinguished, Ye Ming will not resent a dead person, but he will not let the culprit go.

"Hua! Mountain!"

(End of this chapter)