There are only two explanations for this young man who looks like he is only around 20 years old to be able to produce an eighth-level magic core. One is that he is extremely powerful. He got this magic core from hunting monsters, so he must be at least a ninth-level expert.
His cultivation level, Yeyue’s skill just now, was in the early eighth level
Even a quasi-great martial artist can do it. The middle-aged man didn't think about the possibility that Yeyue might be a ninth-level strongman, let alone whether Yeyue was a peerless strongman who could rejuvenate his youth. Such a possibility was too low.
Even middle-aged people dare not think about the strong man who can rejuvenate his youth.
They are all top gods or even king-level experts. Not to mention an imperial family, even the entire empire is useless in front of king-level experts. The remaining explanation is that this young man is a child of a big family.
The magic core was also brought in by the family.
, and with Ye Yue’s cultivation at such an age, she should be a direct descendant of that big family, but why have I never heard of any big family in the empire having such an outstanding young man? Could it be some hidden family?
The young man touched his chin and thought.
As the eldest son of the head of the Kweli family, Med usually dominates the imperial capital. As long as he doesn't meet the other three major families and members of the royal family, he can be said to be walking sideways. Even if he does, he won't get up to much.
Conflict, although the Kweli family is the weakest among the four major families of the Holy Empire, its strength is not much worse than the other three families, and everyone does not want to hurt the harmony.
Therefore, everything has been smooth sailing for Mai De since childhood, but today he has been looked down upon many times. When he saw Ye Yue's mocking eyes when she looked at him, she felt a surge of anger in her heart, "You damn untouchable, this eighth-level demon."
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As expected, you were also stolen from my house. Today I will capture you and teach you to the city guards." After saying that, he rushed towards Yeyue, the fighting spirit in his body exploded, and it seemed to the people around him to be extremely fierce.
I couldn't help but exclaimed.
"No!" The middle-aged man was surprised when he saw Mai De's move, and wanted to step forward to stop him.
Yeyue stood there quietly, not showing any signs of dodge or resistance. This dude's strength was at the early stage of the seventh level, which was considered to be high-level among young people. But in Yeyue's view, let alone the seventh level strength,
Even at the ninth and tenth levels, he was just a little insect. He smiled faintly, fanned his sleeves, and a powerful energy came to Mai De.
At this time, a figure stood between the two of them, but it was the middle-aged man next to Mai De. The surging, slightly golden fighting spirit surged out crazily, intending to stop Yeyue's energy, but it was violently
He spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew out.
Yeyue smiled. He knew that the middle-aged man would come out to block Mai De's attacks and he was also a loyal protector. Therefore, Yeyue only used less than one thousandth of his strength. A quasi-ninth-level strongman
The victim vomited blood and fell to the ground.
"Uncle Jia." Mai De was so frightened that he broke into cold sweat. Uncle Jia, who had protected him for more than twenty years, and whose strength reached the level of a quasi-Martial Saint, was seriously injured by a move. Even an idiot should have vaguely guessed that Ye
Yue's terrifying strength.
Yeyue looked at Mai De who was scared out of his mind and sneered: "Why, aren't you going to take me to see the city guards? Why don't you take action? If you don't take action, I will take action."
"Your Excellency, wait a minute." The middle-aged man named Uncle Jia reluctantly sat up and spat out another mouthful of blood. "For the sake of the Kweli family, please let the young master go. If you really want to kill someone,
, just kill me." The middle-aged man knew very well that even a ninth-level peak powerhouse could not defeat him with such an understatement.
At the level of 9, he was able to compete with the ordinary 9th level for a moment, but he was seriously injured by Ye Yue's energy. Apart from the god level, who else can do this, but the middle-aged people at the king level and emperor level have no ability at all.
If you think about it, king-level and emperor-level powerhouses are generally in legends. Most of them are hidden powerhouses. Their strength is almost non-human. Even a hundred ninth-level ones will not pose a threat.
Yeyue narrowed her eyes and pointed at Mai De: "You actually have to sacrifice your life for such a loser. You should know that in less than a month, you will be promoted to the ninth level Martial Saint."
As soon as Ye Yue's words came out, the whole place was in an uproar. They looked at the middle-aged man on the ground, a ninth-level martial saint. However, the level of the mainland's powerful people was unattainable for civilians, just like gods. However, if
This middle-aged man is about to break through to the ninth level. How strong is the young man in white who seriously injured the middle-aged man with one move?
Everyone looked at Yeyue in confusion. Is it a god-level powerhouse? As a poor person, most people of this class will never see it in their lifetime. Perhaps it can be said that most people on the mainland will never see a god-level powerhouse in their lifetime.
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They didn't expect that they would be so honored, and that this god-level powerhouse would show up for them.
Uncle Jia looked at Mai De and sighed, "I have looked up to this kid since I was a child. I have always treated him as my own son. How can a father watch his son die with his own eyes and remain indifferent?"
Yeyue raised the corner of her mouth, "Did I say I wanted to kill him?"
"Huh?" Uncle Jia was shocked. He originally thought that a strong man like Yeyue was not bound by the law and could act unscrupulously. Previously, Mai De spoke to Yeyue like this. With the temper of a god-level strongman, how could he do that?
He allowed an ant to insult him like this, but the facts proved that he was wrong. Yeyue had no need to lie at all. The strong have the self-esteem of the strong.
"Don't be too happy. Although I won't kill him, a little punishment is unavoidable." Yeyue stretched out her hand and caught Mai De in her hand.
"Senior, please be merciful." Dozens of people hurried over from here. They were all dressed in guard uniforms, with steady steps and extraordinary bearing. They seemed to be unique masters.
Are they from the Kweli family, Yeyue thought.
The guards stood not far in front of Yeyue. Two guards ran over and helped Uncle Jia, "Sir, are you okay?"
The leading guard saw the Med in Yeyue's hand, frowned, and said: "Senior, please let my young master go. Parrit, the chief guard of the Kweli family, would like to thank you." At the end of his words,
But with a hint of pride and threat.
Yeyue smiled coldly, "What, his previous offense against me was revealed because of your gratitude? You are not worthy of asking the head of the Kweli family to speak!" If you respect me, I will do the same.
I respect you greatly, but if you dare to pretend to be a master in front of me, don't blame me for not giving you face.
Parritt's face turned slightly ashen, "Does it mean that you want to single-handedly oppose the entire Kweli family?"
"Parritt." A weak voice sounded, "Don't talk to your senior like this."
Parritt frowned, "Gaun, what's wrong with you? This man beat you like this, and you still speak for him."
"I have no regrets after being defeated by a truly strong man. Did you know that he just slapped his sleeves and hit me like this with all his strength? The family cannot be at odds with such a strong man."
En said weakly.
"One move!" Parritt was surprised. He knew Ga En's strength. The only one who could defeat him with one move was ***. He turned his head and said respectfully: "May I ask if you can stay?"
Name, I will ask the head of the family to apologize in person."
Yeyue smiled and said lightly, "My name is Yeyue."
There was deathly silence, and the whole place was in deathly silence. Countless fiery eyes were looking at Yeyue. Yeyue's name had long been spread throughout the continent. Especially after the last crisis of the Holy Empire, Yeyue's name had reached a hundred years in the entire Yunmeng Continent.
From old men to three-year-old children, there is no one who has not heard of Yueyue's name. When the empire was in crisis, he stepped forward and used 200,000 to defeat 500,000. While talking and laughing, he defeated the enemy's hundreds of thousands of troops.
The team was wiped out, leading to the demise of an empire on the mainland. Coupled with the glorious deeds in the past, Yeyue has long been the idol of countless people in the mainland. Even many poor people have now truly seen their idols, and they really have a sense of justice.
, so approachable, what, how could you tell, didn’t you see that the little girl who was falsely accused of stealing the magic core was in Yeyue’s arms right now!
In an instant, Ye Yue felt hundreds of strands of faith flying into the sea of consciousness. She smiled slightly, looked at the people in the audience who were shocked by Ye Yue's name, but smiled and shook her head, and said to Parritt: "You
Go quickly."
"Yes, yes, kid, go right away." He was a little arrogant just now, but now he is extremely humble. I have to say that this is the benefit brought by fame and strength.