After coming out of Qinglong Pavilion yesterday, Ye Shaohan went to the Ye family's library again today. He had no choice but to find that although there were many inferior Huang-level skills in the Ye family's library, there was a lack of fire attributes.
"Boy, if you don't find this fire attribute skill quickly, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to break through the fire attribute!" Fire Qilin's lazy voice sounded next to Ye Shaohan's ears.
Ye Shaohan rubbed his forehead helplessly and smiled bitterly. With his position in the Ye family, it was simply impossible for him to get a basic fire-attribute skill. When he went to the library in the morning, he realized that there was a book in the library.
It was true that he was allowed to read the low-level skills at will, but he was not qualified to read the skills above the yellow level. He said to the fire unicorn in the necklace with a resentful look: "Xiao Huo, you can't give me a book."
Come on with the fire attribute technique!"
Hearing this, Fire Qilin roared angrily: "I, where can I give you a child? Hey, boy, if there is a master fighting, hide quickly!"
Master, after hearing what Huo Qilin said, Ye Shaohan's face froze and he looked around with vigilance. Birds were chirping all around, and the breeze blew through the leaves, making a rustling sound.
"boom"
A deafening explosion came from a distance, and the birds in the dense forest flew up in panic. A look of horror flashed across Ye Shaohan's face. He stood up and ran away in the opposite direction of the explosion. He was caught by
The strength of Huo Qilin, who was called a master, was naturally not weak. In order to avoid harming Chi Yu, Ye Shaohan decided to withdraw quickly.
But God seemed to have played a big joke on Ye Shaohan. Two extremely sharp sword lights flew towards Ye Shaohan's position quickly. The sound of breaking the air echoed in the dense forest. Ye Shaohan did not turn around.
Instead, he looked at a tree hole next to him and jumped in. The tree hole was very small, but it was enough to accommodate Ye Shaohan's body. He used his sword to cut off some branches and fold them to cover the entrance of the hole, looking warily into the air.
, the iron sword in his hand is held tightly, ready to cope with sudden changes.
The two sword rays were just the size of two small light spots just now. In the blink of an eye, they reached the sky above the dense forest where Ye Shaohan was. A metallic sound of "bang" came from the sound. The two sword rays kept flashing rapidly in the air.
Endless sword energy filled the entire dense forest. The originally beautiful dense forest turned into a wasteland in the blink of an eye. The sound of falling trees kept ringing in Ye Shaohan's ears. He thought to himself: "Damn, I'm so unlucky. I can't find a place to practice."
Fight with a master! And this strength is too terrifying!"
"Boy, take a good look! This is the Spirit Emperor level powerhouse!" Huo Qilin noticed the surprise on Ye Shaohan's face and said jokingly.
The two sword lights separated again and faced each other in the air. The sword lights gradually receded, revealing the true faces of the two people. The one who was closer to Ye Shaohan was a young man in purple clothes. He had a handsome face and a faint glow around his body.
With his sword aura, the whole person was like an unsheathed sword. It didn't sound, and it was a blockbuster. The whole person faintly revealed a majestic power. Ye Shaohan secretly said: "So strong! This is the ability of the Spirit King-level powerhouse.
?"
Standing in the sky with the young man was an old man with a sullen face. His robes were flowing freely in the wind, and his whole body was sharp. The shocking sword energy on his body dispersed the clouds above his head, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the old man.
His body was also distorted for a while, and the old man sneered: "You little bastard of Jianzong, please quickly take out the Suzaku Picture!"
The young man's expression remained unchanged. He waved his right hand and pointed the tip of his sword coldly at the old man. He said in a cold voice: "Old Immortal, if this Suzaku Picture falls into my hands, it is the property of the Sword Sect. Aren't you afraid that this move will lead to the death of two people?"
For conflicts between sects, you must know that the Shadow Moon Sect will not offend the Sword Sect because of you!"
"Little bastard, you are just a first-level Wind Spirit Emperor. Do you think I will give you a chance to report the news?" The old man sneered and waved his hand, and a foot-long sword light overflowed from the sword, and the sword light blinked.
In an instant, he cut across the originally chaotic ground, leaving a sword mark several feet wide on the ground. Then the old man sneered and said: "Little bastard, I will decide the fate of Suzaku Tu today, and I will also decide your fate!"
Before the old man could finish his words, he had already stabbed out with his sword. The surrounding air compressed for a while, explosions continued, and a shocking pressure swept towards the young man.
A trace of emotion flashed across the young man's face, but his body did not retreat at all. With a sword strike, a fierce aura that was not weaker than the old man swept across the sky. There was a white light on the tip of the sword, like a flame.
The tip of the sword jumped, and a sword thrust out. The situation changed, and he met the old man's sword.
"Bang" swords collided with each other, but as soon as they came into contact, the old man's figure had disappeared and appeared above the young man. The old man clapped his palm downwards in the air, and his body suddenly stopped, and his hands moved extremely quickly.
Holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, a purple electric light extended from the sword body and turned into a stream of light and flew towards the young man. The terrifying pressure directly shattered the surrounding air.
"Since you have broken through to the second level Wind Spirit Emperor!" A rare look of horror appeared on the young man's face. He suddenly turned around and jumped towards the distance in a flash.
Although the difference between the first-level Spiritual Emperor and the second-level Spiritual Emperor is only one level, the gap is irreparable.
Watching the young man's figure gradually disappearing from sight, the old man was not in a hurry. He held the sword in his right hand and stabbed forward suddenly. The long sword came out of his hand, the light surrounded it, and soon turned into a rainbow towards the young man's face.
The figure shot straight away, and the old man's figure followed closely behind him like a ghost.
Seeing that the two of them had left, Ye Shaohan slowly exhaled, his face full of shock, and soon returned to calm. He rubbed his forehead and murmured to himself: "Walking in the sky, killing people with swords, small fires
, could this be the magical power of a spiritual emperor-level powerhouse!"
"Walking in the air, wielding a sword to kill, it's just a basic magical power!" Fire Qilin said softly, and then suddenly reminded loudly: "Boy, that little brat is back again!"
When Ye Shaohan heard this, he was startled. He looked around with alert eyes. With the help of Fire Qilin, he was not worried about his aura being noticed by the other party.
A figure ran slowly and quickly from a distance, and then staggered and fell among the messy trees on the ground.
Ye Shaohan glanced at it, and suddenly the figure was the young man just now.
The purple robe was completely black, and some of it turned into rags and scattered around.
The sharp sword pierced the young man's entire chest, and blood-red liquid continued to gush out from the wound, staining the entire ground red.
After a long time, Ye Shaohan still didn't feel the figure move at all. However, the habit he had developed over the years made Ye Shaohan still remain in his original position, staring coldly at the body.
Suddenly there was another burst of wind, and an old figure slowly appeared in the air, and then the figure jumped to the side of the young man.
Ye Shaohan looked around and saw that it was the figure of the old man just now. The old man's chest was also pierced by a sharp sword, and his originally rosy face was filled with a look of deathly gray.
At this time, the old man stepped hard on the young man's chest with his right foot, holding the long sword inserted in the young man's chest, and kept stirring it. The blood on the young man's chest gushed out like a fountain. He roared crazily: "Little bastard, you
After all, he died in my hands, haha, the Suzaku Picture still belongs to me after all!"
However, before the old man could finish his words, the roar suddenly stopped. The young man who was originally on the ground suddenly jumped up and dropped a hand knife. The old man's head fell back weakly, and the blood from his neck spewed out in all directions. The old figure
He fell backwards, stirring up dust all over the ground.
The young man looked mockingly at the head rolling on the ground, sneered, slowly turned around and looked at the tree hole where Ye Shaohan was, and said coldly: "Don't come out yet!"
Ye Shaohan was shocked. At this moment, the young man's eyes were actually looking in the direction of him. Could he have been discovered?
"Boy, you seem to have really been discovered!" Fire Qilin said a little embarrassed. At this moment, it also couldn't figure out how the young man discovered Ye Shaohan, because he had helped Ye Shaohan hide his aura.
"..."
Ye Shaohan was speechless. Feeling the murderous intent in the young man's eyes, Ye Shaohan still leaned in the tree hole and did not move at all.
"Boy, are you from the Ye family? Do you know Ye Shaolan!" A hint of secret praise flashed in the young man's eyes, but he still said softly.
Ye Shaohan's body trembled when he heard this, he smiled bitterly, and shrugged helplessly. The young man in front of him was actually able to name Ye Shaolan. It seemed that he had really been discovered. He held the iron sword tightly and nuzzled towards the necklace on his chest,
Huo Qilin was stunned for a moment, then said: "Boy, that little bastard is at the end of his strength, I can protect you!"
Hearing the words, Ye Shaohan jumped up and landed gracefully on the gravel. The shocking hole in the young man's chest shocked Ye Shaohan. If anyone had been so seriously injured in his previous life, he would have died long ago, but the young man in front of him was
Still alive, aura is indeed a magical thing.
"Boy, you are a disciple of the Ye family!" The young man's eyes were cold and his tone was erratic, as if Ye Shaohan would immediately kill him as soon as he answered no.
Ye Shaohan's eyes showed contemplation. The young man just said Ye Shaolan's name, and the young man just claimed to be a member of the Sword Sect. If I remember correctly, the sect that Ye Shaolan joined six years ago was the Sword Sect. Could it be that the young man in front of him
He was Ye Shaolan's fellow senior. He held the sword tightly and did not dare to relax at all, so he replied: "Yes! I am a disciple of the Ye family!"
"Who are you, Ye Shaolan?" The young man's speaking speed also became extremely slow, and his face was ashen.
"It's my young lady!" Ye Shaohan said warily.
"Boy, can you help me give my things to your lady!" the young man asked in a deep voice. At this moment, cold sweat was dripping down the young man's cheeks. It was obvious that he couldn't hold on any longer.
Ye Shaohan looked at the young man thoughtfully, stepped forward with his right foot, jumped back suddenly, and then the iron sword turned into a stream of light and shot towards the young man.