"Alright! I'll do you this favor, but these people..."
Ye Tian glanced coldly at the dozen or so guards from the Ouyang Clan. He suddenly raised his right hand, and ghostly blue flames leaped from his five fingertips.
SWISH!
A sound of something tearing through the air rang out as five streams of ghostly blue fire shot forward. Without a single trace of cultivation aura erupting from Ye Tian, the five clusters of ghostly blue flames flew directly toward the Ouyang Family's guards.
"Ahh... It hurts!"
Then, miserable screams rose one after another. These guards, all at the Four Vein Realm, had no idea what had happened. They only felt their souls being grievously injured the moment the ghostly blue flames touched them. Their cultivation vanished in an instant, turning them into complete cripples!
