On the altar, a man about forty years old knelt in the center, tied to the stone pillar, with a depressed face. In front of him, several Shura Hallmen held long swords in their hands and looked angry. Not far away, a little girl in ragged clothes, about twelve or twelve years old cried loudly: "Dad, you let my dad go, beg you, let my dad go."

Immediately, a Shura Palace sect lowered his body, reached out to hold the little girl's chin, and said with a smile: "Let your father go and dream, your father's blood will become a sacrifice to the Shura God and become a part of the Shura God. This is his glory. Even if you cry, don't cry dry. When your mother dies, you will not cry again."

Not far from the little girl, a woman quickly hugged her daughter in her arms, her eyes panicked, like a wounded deer, but facing the powerful disciple of Shura Palace, this woman was powerless.

...

A Shura Palace sect looked up at the air and said, "Uncle Master, the time has come, will the blood sacrifice begin immediately?"

In the air, a strong man in purple robe stood in the air, with starry sky energy flying around him. He nodded and said in a deep voice: "Start, the sage has arrived. Take action quickly, don't let the Shura God wait too long."

"yes."

The Shura Palace Sect's face was ferocious, and turned around and smiled, "Your time is here."

As he said that, he suddenly covered the surface with one hand, and the power of the earth rushed into the ground wildly, and shouted: "Come on, the blade of the earth."

"Bang."

A sharp stone cone suddenly emerged from the ground. It was a mysterious martial arts technique. Relying on the power of the earth, it condensed the stone cone to attack the opponent. However, at this moment, this powerful move was actually used against the unarmed civilians.

Blood splattered, and a sharp stone cone pierced from the foot of the civilian man, pierced through his whole body, and came out of the sky spirit cover. The man suddenly disappeared without even humming, his big eyes were bulging, as if he couldn't believe that he had just left the world. Blood flowed along the ground cone into the texture of the altar, slowly pouring on the magic circle. No one expected that the blood sacrifice formation was completely led by blood.

Seeing his father's tragic death, the little girl was so scared that she looked pale and suddenly screamed and cried, heartbroken.

...

In the air, Ye Yang was so sharp that he could only see the scene just now, but he could not stop it. He was too far away.

It seems that the legend is true. The Shura Palace sect's cruel, bloodthirsty, and greedy people are actually happy to kill people. Moreover, the source of their power is the blood sacrifice to the Shura God. It can be said that the more Shura Palace sect's killers, the stronger they are, and the more power they gain.

After glanced over, Ye Yang secretly counted the number of the other party, a total of 17 people, the two strongest were the second-level masters of the Starry Sky, both of which were the heads of the purple robe, which made Ye Yang more confident that the Shura Palace has a close connection with the Red Stone Merchant Alliance. The rumors in the martial arts world are true. The reason why the Red Stone Merchant Alliance was able to cover the sky with one hand in the Qin Empire was because the real master behind the Red Stone Merchant Alliance was the powerful and mysterious Shura Palace.

"Can Huo Li also be a member of Shura Palace?"

Ye Yang was shocked. The enemy who killed his father still failed to kill him. Huo Plough almost destroyed the whole family of the Ye family. He would not be a vow. He would not be a human being. Now, the relationship between the Red Stone Merchant Alliance and the Shura Palace is about to emerge. New and old hatreds are intertwined. Ye Yang has no way out and must have a battle with the Shura Palace.

"brush."

A golden light floated over Ye Yang's clear eyes. He raised his hand and pulled out the true fire sword, and had already entered the second level of transformation of the Fire God Warrior. With such strength, it would be no problem to even beat the fourth-level starry sky strongman, let alone the two third-level purple robe in front of him.

………

On the altar, the Shura Palace sect looked up at the sky and said, "Uncle Master, is there enough blood?"

A purple robe official said, "Hurry up, kill the woman and the girl, and let their whole family reunite under the Nine Netherworlds. It is also a merit for us."

"Yes, uncle."

The Shura Palace Gate walked over quickly and grabbed the woman's neck with one hand, but she never thought that the girl suddenly launched an attack and bit his wrist. Suddenly, blood dripped from the girl's mouth. She could not bite the other party's protective energy at all, but she was still unwilling to let go.

"Mom, little beast, go to die."

The Shura Palace Gate was so angry that he suddenly lifted the girl up, his arms danced, and the iron fist was surrounded by the power of the earth. If this punch was knocked down, the girl would have had her stomach pierced. From a distance, the imprisoned people couldn't help but close their eyes, and no one wanted to watch this tragic scene.

At this moment, a ray of flame suddenly fell from the sky.

"Pu."

With a light sound, the right arms of the Shura Palace sect were cut and burned. The flaming sword energy penetrated straight into the altar and the earth, shocking the earth.

“Ahhhhhh…”

After a while, the sect let out a shrill scream. One arm was completely destroyed. This was nothing. Then another flaming sword energy was followed. The head of the Shura Palace sect immediately moved home, and even the shouting was interrupted. The death was terrible.

"Who,."

A group of Shura Palace disciples were shocked after the death of this sect. They pulled out their daggers and looked up at the sky. They found that in the clouds, a young general wearing dark red armor stood in the air with a long flame spear, looking at everyone with a stern look, saying word by word: "Today, you must all die here."

Suddenly, a group of young disciples of Shura Palace were shocked. However, the two purple robes in the air looked at Ye Yang leisurely and said, "Boy, who are you? You dare to care about the little business in our Shura Palace. Could it be that you are tired of living? Tell me, who are you? What are you doing in Shura Palace?"

Ye Yang gritted his teeth and said, "I am Ye Yang, Liangcheng. I'm here to Shura Palace and slaughter you beasts."

...

"Mom, boy is arrogant."

One of the purple robe officials roared, waved the spear in his hand and rushed towards Ye Yang. The spear was faintly filled with the sound of a dragon roaring, roaring endlessly.

Ye Yang's handsome face was full of calmness. At the moment when the other party attacked, he suddenly opened his five fingers. Suddenly, the power of the Hidden Dragon Skill surged. The next moment, a dark golden dragon shadow broke out of the air, tightly wrapped around the body of the purple robe, making it difficult for him to move. It was the dragon soul chain in the Hidden Dragon Skill.

"Here you come."

Ye Yang's figure swayed, like a sword descending from the god of earth. The true fire sword was burning red, carrying flames from hell, which was the purgatory fire blade of the three-style fire god.

"Bang."

With a loud noise, a heavy sword shattered the starry sky armor in charge of the purple robe. In his horrified gaze, Ye Yang quickly passed the sword edge.

"Click."

The sword penetrated through the chest and back, and Ye Yang shouted softly. The sword energy flew, and the body of the purple robe was strangled into pieces of flesh and blood and scattered in the air.
Chapter completed!