Chapter 331

The surrounding disciples called out one after another.

Elder Yin waved his hand to signal them all to retreat.

Clearly, he also knew that these disciples could fundamentally not be Meng Tian's opponents.

Meng Tian's gaze looked towards this old man, with undisguised ferocity in his eyes.

"Daoist remnants."

"Today, you all must die."

There was a tense atmosphere between the two.

And Hearing Ying Mo was currently standing calmly on a large tree, watching the situation here.

Since Meng Tian chose to deal with these Daoist remnants personally,

he naturally gave Meng Tian this face.

But Hearing Ying Mo knew that Meng Tian absolutely could not be Bei Mingzi's opponent.

With Bei Mingzi's strength, he could easily execute Meng Tian.

He appeared here just to ensure that not a single Daoist remnant could escape.

The old man struck first.

Forming seals with his hands, a special rune appeared in the air.

Subsequently, the rune carried fluctuations and charged towards Meng Tian.

Meng Tian gripped his long sword tightly and slashed directly at the rune.

The long sword carried momentum.

The unstoppable momentum directly split the rune into two halves.

This Yin-Yang Secret Technique actually did not even block Meng Tian's one sword.

"If this is your only means, then I advise you to bow your head and accept death early."

A smile appeared at the corners of Meng Tian's mouth, a smile that looked exceptionally terrifying.

Immediately swinging the long sword in his hand, his figure turned rapidly, and two sword lights flashed out swiftly.

Elder Yin's pupils contracted violently, and a stormy sea surged in his heart.

He did not expect that the young man before him would have such powerful strength.

This set of swordsmanship likely had deep attainments.

His figure flashed, swiftly avoiding the two attacks.

"Boom!"

Looking at the two long gullies on the ground nearby,

Elder Yin's whole body tightened.

He felt a cold gaze fixed upon him.

Raising his head to look, he met Meng Tian's cold eyes.

Feeling the killing intent in Meng Tian's eyes,

Elder Yin felt a tingling sensation throughout his body.

A slight look of fear appeared deep in his eyes.

But thinking of his current situation,

if he did not execute this person, he feared they would have no way out.

Elder Yin's eyes then bloomed with intense killing intent.

His robes shook directly.

Then his figure charged towards Meng Tian's direction swiftly.

Looking at the position of his fingers, the target seemed to be Meng Tian's throat.

Meng Tian's large palm slapped towards the old man's arm.

Subsequently, the sound of bone fracture was heard.

"Ah."

A shrill scream came from the old man's mouth.

Subsequently, his figure flew slightly to the side.

The disciples who were full of expectation, seeing this scene, revealed looks of disappointment and fear one after another.

And this scene from Meng Tian clearly boosted the morale of the Great Qin army.

Those Great Qin troops, seeing this scene, immediately increased their combat power.

The old man's screams had not yet stopped.

The next moment, Meng Tian's figure had already appeared before the old man.

And his hand was already placed on the old man's neck.

Subsequently, a sound of bone collision was heard...

Crack!

The old man's head was directly snapped off by Meng Tian with a slap.

This scene clearly happened too fast.

Those who wanted to stop it had no way to stop Meng Tian's actions.

Meng Tian was precisely wanting to use this to establish his authority.

Previously,

although the remaining brothers were filled with ferocity due to the tragic death of their comrades,

they were subconsciously still harboring some fear.

Now that he had killed one of the opponent's elders,

this undoubtedly washed away the fearful psychology of the brothers.

It was much more effective than just now.

On the other side,

Yuan Zuozong was originally waiting outside the valley for news from Hearing Ying Mo's side.

Time passed minute by minute.

The fog still shrouded the forest and did not dissipate.

After the formation was broken, Yuan Zuozong heard the commotion coming from the forest.

He did not see what was happening inside the forest, but he could clearly hear the quiet forest becoming noisy.

"Come, surround this place."

Yuan Zuozong gave his order to the Snow Dragon Riders without hesitation.

As long as this place was surrounded, no one could break out from here.

Subsequently, he entered the fog all by himself.

Upon entering the fog, his eyes carried vigilance.

The tip of his tongue pressed against a cool bead.

This kind of bead could ensure a person remained clear-headed.

But the effect was very short-lived.

It was something Hearing Ying Mo had rewarded them with previously.

Yuan Zuozong's figure soon darted through the forest.

Passing through the forest, he soon heard the sounds of battle coming from ahead.

He did not go to the scene immediately.

Instead, he chose a hidden place and watched.

He also saw the Great Qin soldiers who had been shot dead by the arrows.

Regarding this, he only glanced at them coldly.

On the battlefield, there was nothing that could not happen.

Although the Snow Dragon Riders he led were exceptionally fierce,

he did not believe the army he led could always go so smoothly.

A powerful general is one who possesses a heart of constant victory. ===== CHAPTER 333 =====