Mystic Realm (3)

As Ye Qingtang's Demonic Blood Sword was unsheathed, the two Yunxiao Sect disciples were slaughtered in an instant and died on the spot.

"Holy Lady is indeed powerful. I admire you extremely. Being able to follow beside you is truly my blessing…"

The Blood Moon Elder was stopped by Ye Qingtang before he even finished boot-licking.

All he had been saying were these few sentences for the past few days, and Ye Qingtang's ears were about to rot. She was only this close to stuffing a piece of cloth in his mouth.

The immediate deaths of the two Yunxiao Sect disciples caught the Wind Moon Sect and Qinglin Sect disciples off guard.

At that instant, the disciples from two sects were completely dumbfounded as they looked at Ye Qingtang with eyes popped wide open. Their minds were blank as though they had completely lost the ability to think.