That was a level 3 spiritual master, and the number one in the younger generation of the Wu family. It was as simple as that, dead!
The whole place fell into a deathly silence, and the heavy breathing of the people around him echoed in his ears.
In front of everyone, Ye Shaohan looked calm. He was numb to killing people. He shook his hand violently and threw Wu Hanbing's body directly out.
"Pop!"
Wu Hanbing's body rolled around on the ground several times, with blood splattering all over the ground. Finally, it fell right in front of Wu Yanmei. His eyes were still open and he was looking ahead blankly. His head was twisted in an extremely weird way, and he couldn't die anymore.
Seeing this, Wu Yanmei screamed again, her eyes darkened, and she fainted.
Tens of meters apart, Ye Shaohan had a mocking sneer on his lips, and his eyes fell far away on Wu Chengyong in mid-air...
I originally thought it would be successful, but the hope in front of me was shattered. Wu Chengyong now deeply understands this anger.
His eyes were filled with endless resentment. Wu Chengyong's body trembled greatly, and he roared angrily: "Ye Shaohan, if you kill Han Bing and destroy the future hope of my Wu family, I will let you be buried with you now!"
The roar was as loud as thunder, resounding throughout the sky.
Ye Shaolan's face below was pale, not only because of Wu Chengyong's terrifying aura, but also because of Wu Chengyong's murderous aura.
Compared to Ye Shaolan, Ye Shaohan was much calmer. He looked at Wu Chengyong with a calm face, and his terrifying aura could not affect him in the slightest.
Compared to the aura of the old man in the Ye Family Library, the aura in front of him was much weaker.
Turning his fist into a palm, an explosive sound suddenly sounded in Wu Chengyong's hand. Wu Chengyong took a few steps forward and slapped several palms at the same time. In an instant, the sky was filled with the huge shadow of the palm, and its energy crushed the surrounding air.
It swept towards Ye Shaohan like a tide, and for a moment, it was full of terror.
It was coming, and Ye Shaohan could clearly feel Ye Gaotong's aura. In this case, Ye Shaohan didn't mind fighting Wu Chengyong in front of him.
He reached his right hand behind his back and held the Qilin Sword. This was the first time Ye Shaohan drew the sword.
Under the horrified gazes of everyone, Ye Shaohan did not step back. Instead, he took a few steps forward. His entire figure disappeared like a ghost, turning into a shadow to avoid the sudden energy and running towards Wu Chengyong. The unicorn in his hand
With Ye Shaohan's continuous input of spiritual energy, the sword made bursts of sword roars!
The sword energy soared into the sky, and then enveloped Ye Shaohan's whole body. Ye Shaohan seemed to have turned into a sword. In an instant, Ye Shaohan's aura as a level 3 spiritual master was clearly visible!
The unparalleled and domineering sword roar of the Qilin Sword rushed into the sky. At this moment, from Ye Shaohan's body, an unhindered sword momentum rushed up like a broken bamboo.
But at this moment, the fire unicorn in the necklace was extremely surprised. At this moment, he could vaguely feel the fluctuation of artistic conception on Ye Shaohan's body. It was the sword intention, but that artistic conception was not like Zhang Ming's sentimental artistic conception.
People have a feeling like being in an ice cellar.
Divine light flashed in his eyes, and a sword whistling sound came from Ye Shaohan's mouth.
A green sword shadow several feet long extended from the sword body of the Qilin Sword, and an invisible ripple slowly dispersed along the sword shadow.
However, everything is still not over. The different and empty sword shadow extends from the sword body again, and at this moment, Ye Shaohan's face also has a pale look.
The wind-cutting sword skill, the final secret of the wind-cutting sword skill, was finally developed by Ye Shaohan at this moment. The sword intention is the sword bone, the sword energy is the edge, and the sword chant is the medium. This is the real wind-cutting sword skill, long sword
With it in hand, who else in the world would be better than me? Ye Shaohan finally struck out with his sword.
The nine sword shadows slowly merged together and turned into a long sword that was as real as a sword. The sword was several feet long and instantly shattered the energy coming from it.
He slashed down in the air, the terrifying energy broke through the air, and the sharp sword energy enveloped his whole body. His body was slightly bent, and Wu Chengyong's eyes were full of disbelief, but he did not panic at all.
Similarly, Wu Chengyong held his sword. Immediately, the sword stirred, and then began to divide into two, two into four, and four into eight. In just a moment, hundreds of sword shadows were transformed, with ear-splitting
The sword whizzed down towards Ye Shaohan, and everyone around him retreated in shock.
"Destroy the Moon!"
Cold shouts continued to spread around, followed closely by the screams of the surrounding warriors.
A circle of terrifying energy waves spread, and the terrifying residual power ground the surrounding ground into a flat mirror. The warrior closest to the two of them did not even scream, but was shattered by the energy. Ye Shaohao's face was horrified, and he moved forward.
Take a step forward and protect Ye Shaolan behind you.
An air shield formed in front of Ye Shaohao's chest to resist the force of the shot, but the air shield shattered instantly. Ye Shaohao helplessly pushed Ye Shaolan back, letting the energy hit him, and several eye-catching...
The sword marks spanned Ye Shaohao's body, and Ye Shaohao turned into a bloody man when he met him. Fortunately, his energy did not come back again!
Ignoring the sword marks on his body, Ye Shaohao stared at the dust at the explosion site, looking for a figure. At this moment, Ye Shaohao had to admit that he was not as good as Ye Shaohan.
As the dust slowly dissipated, a figure was revealed. The figure stood proudly on the ground, with messy hair draped over his shoulders. Ye Shaohan was kneeling on the ground at this time, with the Kirin Sword inserted not far from Ye Shaohan.
On the ground, compared with Wu Chengyong in the void, Ye Shaohan's image at this moment is undoubtedly very embarrassing.
The martial robes all over his body were in pieces, and a touch of bright red slowly dripped down the corner of Ye Shaohan's mouth, making a loud sound when it fell to the ground. At this moment, it seemed extremely loud.
Wu Chengyong looked at Ye Shaohan with an indifferent face. His right hand holding the sword couldn't help but tremble. A trace of blood slipped down his fingertips. The power of Ye Shaohan's sword was beyond what an ordinary spiritual master realm warrior should have. At this moment,
Wanting to get rid of Ye Shaohan, Wu Chengyong took a few steps and struck Ye Shaohan with his sword again.
"don't want!"
Ye Shaolan crossed over Ye Shaohao, pulled out Ye Shaohao's sword at the same time, and struck at Wu Chengyong, but only a burst of energy knocked Ye Shaolan back.
A look of despair appeared inadvertently in those clear eyes. Ye Shaolan's face no longer showed indifference at this moment, but there was endless worry. Facing the surging figure, Ye Shaohan's face was as calm as ever.
Even though the wind spiritual energy in his body has been exhausted, Ye Shaohan still has fire spiritual energy. Compared with the light wind spiritual energy, the fire spiritual energy is extremely violent, flowing like a tide in Ye Shaohan's body.
At the moment when the fire spiritual energy is about to flow out of the body, the fire spiritual energy shrinks back into the Dantian like a tide again.
In an instant, Wu Chengyong's shocking sword also arrived. However, at the moment when it was about to touch Ye Shaohan's head a few meters away, a pair of hands slowly stretched forward, and two fingers pinched it so accurately.
At the same time as the terrifying sword tip, a warning sound sounded.
There was an angle at the corner of his mouth, and a figure slowly emerged in front of Ye Shaohan.
A white military robe was fluttering in the wind. He slowly raised his hand and gave another warning. Wu Chengyong, who was above the void, retreated wildly. At the same time, a trace of blood dripped from the corner of Wu Chengyong's mouth. At this moment, Wu Chengyong was full of tears.
He looked at the figure with a horrified face and said in shock: "Ye Gaotong, is that you?"
Standing with his hands behind his back, Ye Gaotong's robes were dancing in the wind. He had the unparalleled demeanor of a peerless master. His expression was calm, but a murderous aura gradually spread. Ye Gaotong glanced around and noticed Ye Shaohan.
After several people were safe, Ye Gaotong slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
Ye Gaotong suddenly raised his head, and the gaze that was like a real sword shocked Wu Chengyong physically and mentally. At this moment, he suddenly realized that he didn't understand this opponent who had been against him for decades at all. Ye Gaotong came from
The breath made Wu Chengyong feel the oppression of death!
"Wu Chengyong, you are really bullying me, no one in the Ye family!"
A low voice slowly floated out from Ye Gaotong's mouth. The murderous intention contained in the low voice made the people around him feel as if they were in an ice cellar. Unlike others, Ye Shaohan did not expect Ye Gaotong's attitude to be so tough.
To others it was just a low sound, but to Wu Chengyong's ears it was as loud as thunder.
Vomiting blood like a falling meteor, Wu Chengyong felt a tearing pain in his muscles and bones, and confusion in his Dantian.
Suddenly, Wu Chengyong could no longer control his body shape and fell towards the ground. His knees hit the ground hard, making a crisp sound.
Looking at the flushed Wu Chengyong, the whole place fell into a deathly silence...
Just one sentence made Wu Chengyong so embarrassed.
Could it be that Spirit Emperor realm warriors were so weak? Ye Shaohan frowned slightly and looked at Ye Gaotong in front of him calmly.
"The Peak of the Spirit Emperor! Tsk tsk, the main cultivation level of this Ye family is not weak!" Fire Qilin's voice echoed in Ye Shaohan's heart, and Ye Shaohan's figure was shaken. At the peak of the Spirit Emperor, it is not rumored that Ye Gaotong is only a first-level spirit.
Just an emperor, how could he be at the peak level of the Spiritual Emperor? It seems that the outside world has been deceived.
Feeling the breath of Ye Gaotong's body, Wu Chengyong felt powerless. With his first-level spiritual emperor's cultivation, he could even feel the energy contained in Ye Gaotong's body.
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Wu Chengyong slowly stood up from the ground, stared at Ye Gaotong with a gloomy face, and said coldly: "Ye Gaotong, do you want to provoke a war between the two families?"
As soon as these words came out, there was a gasp from the surrounding crowd. The battle between the two major families in Headwind City will definitely affect the pattern of Headwind City.
Wu Chengyong's words also contained some threatening tone. In the war between two families, even if one wins, it will have to pay a heavy price.
Then, Ye Gaotong's face became calm, he put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "My Ye family is always waiting for you!"
Wow!
Ye Gaotong's attitude was beyond everyone's expectation. Even Wu Chengyong could not have expected it. It was like he was sneering: "Ye Gaotong, if my Wu family unites with the Dugu family, how dare your Ye family wait for you! You know, you will die here today."
It’s not just me, the descendant of the Wu family, but also the second young master of the Dugu family!”
With the naked threat, Wu Chengyong's complexion improved slightly, and his tone became aggressive. Today, he will not give up until he regains his position.