The sword light was instantly crushed in his grip. Then Ye Xiwen swung his sword backhanded, swift and fierce. The Dharma Idol Realm expert lunging in to kill him froze. He had intended to launch a sneak attack amid the chaos, but he had never expected this. Ye Xiwen had actually dispersed his blade light so effortlessly.
"Pfft!" A spray of blood blossomed from his neck. Blood splashed out, and his life force was instantly cut off. His body fell from the sky.
Another Dharma Idol Realm expert had died at Ye Xiwen's hands. Before him, these Dharma Idol Realm experts seemed utterly incapable of withstanding a single blow, completely unable to match him.
Like chicks, as many as came died.
The North Mountain Clan experts were somewhat terrified, yet they still charged forward one after another. They knew full well that if they died here, then so be it—their families could still receive favorable treatment. But if Bei Shanling died here, then their sins would be beyond redemption. Not only would they be seeking death themselves, even their nine clans would not escape.
Although the North Mountain Clan Leader did not have only this one son, and several of his other sons were far more capable than this one, everyone knew exactly how much he doted on him.
Over the years, Bei Shanling had committed crime after crime. To a great extent, it was the North Mountain Clan Leader's indulgence that had created this situation.
They understood this very clearly. Although they knew that facing Ye Xiwen meant certain death, they still dared not refrain from charging forward. Either one person died, or an entire family died. They knew exactly which choice they should make!
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
The sword light in Ye Xiwen's hand flashed without end. With