The woman took a few steps forward, and a gust of cold air came out from beside the woman. The woman nodded slightly and said, "Dark Dream."
After An Meng walked out, everyone around Ye Jiajun looked at An Meng with strange expressions, including fascination, confusion, and fear.
Anmeng, on the other hand, stood quietly all the time, with nothing but deathly silence in those eyes that were as curved as spring water. This kind of deathly silence oppressed people so deeply.
"Are you waiting for something if you don't draw your sword?" Ye Shaohan said lightly, his spiritual energy slowly flowing outside his body, and his eyes were equally cold as he looked at An Meng.
The slender jade hands danced slowly, and the sharp sword at Anmeng's waist was quickly unsheathed with a sound, and the surrounding area was completely enveloped by the blue sword energy...
At this moment, Ye Shaohan clearly felt that the temperature around him dropped by several points, and white frost actually condensed on the sharp sword in An Meng's hand.
"Draw out your sword."
It was still a short sentence, but it contained a pride that should not be underestimated. Ye Shaohan still shook his head slowly, gently stroked the hilt of the Qilin sword, and said with a dumb smile: "When my sword comes out, there will be blood."
Although Ye Shaohan's tone was calm, Ye Gaoleng still felt the coldness in his words.
"Mine too."
The pretty shadow shot out in an instant, and the figures around Ye Shaohan were shaking. The sword energy was like a tide that was about to drown Ye Shaohan. The sword in An Meng's hand disappeared due to the high speed of the energy. An Meng's crisscrossing sword energy was extremely fast.
He met Ye Shaohan, and the cold sword shadow flashed past.
In the eyes of others, An Meng's figure is like a dancing butterfly, its trajectory elusive.
The moment the sword energy was about to touch Ye Shaohan, the sword energy froze in vain, exuding an icy aura like thousand-year-old ice.
Ye Shaohan jumped back in vain, relying on his flexible body skills to avoid the incoming sword energy.
And An Meng's figure suddenly appeared, following Ye Shaohan, the sword in his hand shot towards Ye Shaohan's forehead like a poisonous snake, shooting out dense and intertwined sword energy, the sword energy seemed to break through the space, and came closer to Ye Shaohan's forehead.
A little.
Ye Shaohan made sword fingers with his right hand, and light cyan sword energy surged out from his fingertips, dissolving all the sword energy on his forehead.
Ye Shaohan's figure seemed to explode into countless phantoms in an instant and disappeared. With endless sword energy in his right finger, he broke through the frozen sword energy in front of him.
In just the blink of an eye, with An Meng's stunned look on his face, Ye Shaohan's right finger had been strangely placed on An Meng's forehead. That finger was so terrifying.
Looking at this face from a close distance, which was no less beautiful than Xiao Luoxue, Ye Shaohan's eyes remained as calm as ever, and he said calmly: "Second-level spiritual master, not bad."
Withdrawing his right finger, Ye Shaohan jumped back in vain and landed lightly beside Ye Gaoleng.
The surrounding Ye Jiajun were still intoxicated in the fight between the two. An Meng's eyes changed slightly, sheathed her sword, bowed to Ye Shaohan, and said with cupped hands: "An Meng pays homage to the captain."
Dark dream, Ye Shaohan thought softly, then his eyes fell on the remaining Ye Jiajun, and said lightly: "Don't you also want to challenge me in your heart?"
The Ye family soldiers all looked at each other strangely. Maybe they had such thoughts before Dark Scorpion and Dark Meng took action. However, after seeing Ye Shaohan's power, in addition to admiration, they only had the remaining fighting spirit in their hearts.
They also disappeared, everyone looked respectful, bowed to Ye Shaohan, cupped their hands and said: "Meet the captain."
With one hand on his back, Ye Shaohan's eyes did not change at all. He still looked at everyone calmly and said calmly: "I'll give you one more chance, let's take action together."
Why did they attack together? The eyes of dozens of Ye family soldiers changed slightly and they looked at Ye Shaohan strangely. Ye Shaohan still said: "You all attack me together."
Both Dark Meng and Dark Scorpion's eyes changed slightly, looking at Ye Shaohan strangely. Even though Ye Shaohan said such words, no one would think Ye Shaohan was arrogant.
An Meng and An Meng looked at each other and immediately took a few steps forward. Immediately afterwards, the Ye Family Army behind them also took a few steps forward and stood side by side with An Meng and others.
Dozens of Ye Jiajun immediately erupted with several powerful auras, and the surrounding trees fell to the side. The Ye Jiajun in the surrounding courtyards all jumped onto the tree poles, looking curiously at the courtyard where Ye Shaohan was. However,
At this moment, their eyes became shocked.
In the entire courtyard, sword energy surged like a torrent, but it did not destroy the entire courtyard. The figures swayed, and the shadow of the sword was like a tide, drowning Ye Shaohan.
Looking at Ye Shaohan with a calm face, Ye Gaoleng stood aside with a little anticipation, with a smile on his face. Dozens of spiritual master realm warriors unite, their power is certainly not small, not to mention Ye Jiajun who is good at this situation.
, In the past, several level 3 spiritual master warriors were killed like this.
Facing the sword energy like a violent storm, Ye Shaohan seemed to be strolling in the courtyard, his face was extremely calm, and his figure kept swaying in the courtyard, letting the sword energy pass by him.
Ye Gaoleng couldn't help but hesitate. He actually saw a smile at the corner of Ye Shaohan's mouth. That smile was not unfamiliar to him. When he was intoxicated in cultivation, he himself could not help but reveal that smile. Could it be that
The kid in front of me is practicing with the help of An Meng and others.
Ye Gaoleng couldn't help but feel ridiculous for his own thoughts, but he didn't know that Ye Shaohan was indeed using their offensive to continue to hone his body skills.
The figures of An Meng and others became more and more like ghosts. They shuttled back and forth in the sword energy. Their attacks became more and more intensive. The sword energy fell on Ye Shaohan one after another like ocean waves.
At this moment, Ye Shaohan's eyes changed slightly, his figure took a step forward in vain, a whirlwind appeared on the soles of his feet, and he stepped on the sword energy.
He jumped high, made a sword finger with his right hand, and pointed forward seemingly slowly. The arc-shaped sword energy, which was more than one meter long, tilted out. The sword energy suddenly turned into nine sword energy. Looking from a distance, the nine sword energy
The sword energy was like nine sword shadows, strangely merging into one sword energy again, and crashed down towards the courtyard.
The force was like breaking bamboo, shattering the sword energy of Ye Jiajun and others. Dozens of Ye Jiajun's figures suddenly appeared, and they all stepped back a few steps.
At this moment, these Ye Jiajun no longer paid attention to the huge pain coming from their chests. They all looked at Ye Shaohan who was slowly falling to the ground with horrified faces.
The strength of the young man in front of them was beyond their expectations. Different from Ye Jiajun's reaction, a look of shock appeared on Ye Gaoleng's face, and the charm of Ye Shaohan's finger still appeared in his eyes.
One finger turns nine sword energies into one, and the nine sword energies merge into one again. Isn't this the wind-cutting sword skill? This kid can actually perform it with his fingers. It seems that the wind-cutting sword skill has been completely mastered by this kid.
Immediately, Ye Gaoleng's eyes showed a hint of joy. The more evil Ye Shaohan behaved, the brighter the future of the Ye family.
"It seems that in a short time, even my old bones will no longer be your opponent." Ye Gaoleng laughed hoarsely, gently patting Ye Shaohan's shoulder, his eyes were unusually soft.
Ye Shaohan shrugged his shoulders slightly and said with the same smile: "After I am promoted to the Spirit Emperor Realm warrior, I will definitely challenge my senior. I still remember the oppression that senior gave me in the library that day. I don't think I can surpass you, senior in the short term."
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Hearing this, Ye Gaoleng couldn't help but recall the crazy side Ye Shaohan showed in front of the library that day, and the smile on his lips became even thicker.
"Hey, isn't that the commander? Who is that boy with the commander? He is so strong."
"Is he the new captain of the seventh team? But that guy is too tough. He can defeat so many people so easily."
All the whispers came from the surrounding courtyards, and even some Ye family soldiers looked at Ye Shaohan's figure with warlike expressions on their faces.
Ye Gaoleng managed to hide the whispers, his face darkened, and he said in a cold voice: "Those boys lying on the wall, why don't you go practice quickly? Are they itchy?"
"Wow..."
In an instant, the Ye Jiajun on the wall and among the treetops disappeared immediately. Even the Ye Jiajun in the courtyard walked to his original position to practice.
An Meng still stood there, with a hint of contemplation in his watery eyes, looking at Ye Shaohan from time to time, then walked towards Ye Shaohan, and said respectfully to Ye Shaohan: "An Meng has a question, I wonder what the captain can do.
Can you answer this question for An Meng?" Although his tone was a little more respectful, it was still extremely cold.
Looking at this proud plum that looked like a cliff in the cold winter, Ye Shaohan nodded slightly and said, "What's the question?"
"Why was it that no matter how I attacked just now, my sword energy couldn't touch the captain's figure?"
An Meng's beautiful eyes stared at Ye Shaohan. Ye Shaohan paused and said: "Because your sword energy is too slow. Although your sword energy is filled with endless cold air, it can slow down your speed, but it also slows down your speed."
The speed of sword energy."
"Slow down?" A glimmer of light flashed in An Meng's beautiful eyes, and then dimmed again. After apologizing to Ye Shaohan, he returned to his seat, his face full of contemplation, obviously thinking about Ye Shaohan's words.
Looking at An Meng's leaving figure, Ye Shaohan couldn't help but smile. He secretly said that his whole body was filled with murderous intent, but his eyes still remained clear and clear, and he continued to pursue martial arts. This woman was quite interesting.
"Why, have you fallen in love with my little Mengmeng?" Ye Gaoleng slapped Ye Shaohan's shoulder disrespectfully. Ye Shaohan couldn't help but smile bitterly, shrugged, and said with a dumb smile: "Your little Mengmeng, could it be said that the senior and An Mengmeng are the same?
Isn’t there such an undisclosed relationship between dreams?”
Ye Gaoleng couldn't help but roll his eyes at Ye Shaohan, and said helplessly: "There really is a secret that cannot be told."
"Hey, could it be that Anmeng is senior's secret lover?"
Ye Shaohan rarely teased Ye Gaoleng. Ye Gaoleng once again patted Ye Shaohan's shoulder helplessly and said: "Let's go, I will take you to the accommodation first. As for Xiao Mengmeng, I will feel better later."
I’ll tell you when it’s better.”
After saying that, Ye Gaoleng greeted Ye Shaohan, walked out of the courtyard, looked in one direction, and walked away.