The two big men next to the young man sneered several times after hearing this, and billowing spiritual energy surged out of their bodies like a tide. They rushed towards the girl. At this time, a spiritual energy also surged out of the girl's body, and she immediately hugged the old woman's body.
The body fled backwards.
The small figure easily avoided the palms of the two big men. The sweat on the girl's face dripped down her pale face and soaked her whole body.
The girl kept panting and stared at the young man with hateful eyes. She roared: "Li Hongtao, even if I die, I will turn into a ghost and haunt you day and night. The dead ghosts of my Liu family will
Curse you for the rest of your life! You murderer, you are a beast!"
The girl's voice was extremely cold, and her slightly childish voice was filled with cold murderous intent.
The young man named Li Hongtao frowned slightly, then sneered. He stepped forward and quickly ran towards the girl, and then he clapped his hands several times.
The guards of Qingfeng Pavilion who were fighting around them all abandoned their opponents and rushed towards Li Hongtao crazily, trying to stop Li Hongtao.
Those guards were only fifth-level spiritual warriors, so how could they withstand Li Hongtao's fierce offensive? The figures were blown away by him. After he eliminated several guards, he flicked his sleeves and walked slowly towards Liu Yuehong. Every time he stepped out,
With one step, the murderous aura in his body increased by one point.
"Little girl, if you want to turn into a ghost and pester me, I will give you this opportunity!" A sneer appeared at the corner of Li Hongtao's mouth, and he slowly raised his right hand. Spiritual energy slowly emerged from his right hand, and the air was constantly blown by that
The spiritual energy compressed, making a hissing and explosive sound.
"No!" the surrounding guards shouted. At this moment, their faces were ferocious, their eyes were red, and they were rushing towards Li Hongtao crazily.
Li Hongtao shook his head with disdain. The big men beside him sneered and pulled out their giant swords to stop the guards.
Li Hongtao looked at the angry guards around him, and a trace of pride flashed in his eyes. Every time he killed someone, he would feel unusually excited when he looked at the angry faces.
"If you dare to slap me like this, I will definitely cut you into pieces!" A cold voice sounded in the attic, and then spread, exploding like thunder in the sky, and everyone in the attic shivered.
!
Li Hongtao's face changed slightly. That voice actually made him feel a palpitation in his heart. The contempt in the words made him sneer several times. He ignored it. The wind whistled and his right arm fell down again. He said indifferently.
: "No one can save the people I want to kill!"
At this moment, a black shadow suddenly passed over several big men and shot towards Li Hongtao. The air where the black shadow passed was shaken.
Li Hongtao felt the murderous aura coming from behind, he snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, turned his palms into fists, and blasted towards the black shadow with terrifying energy.
There was a sound like a metal collision, and Li Hongtao's figure took a few steps back. The long sleeves on his right arm turned into broken steps and fell one after another. The blood on his right arm continued to drip down his fingertips.
The black shadow was also knocked away by him, and finally whirled in mid-air, and was stuck heavily on the hard ground. Unexpectedly, the black shadow was an ordinary giant sword, and the body of the sword was still dripping with Li Hongtao's
Bright red blood.
"You deserve to die!" A cold voice floated slowly, like a cold wind in winter, making everyone shiver.
Everyone looked towards the attic door at the same time, where a thin figure emerged. A young man wearing a black robe appeared in everyone's sight. The young man's cold eyes made everyone feel like...
As if entering an ice cellar, I couldn't help but shiver again.
"Boy, who are you?" Li Hongtao shook his slightly numb right arm and asked gloomily.
"Kill your man!" Li Shaohan took a step forward, raised his head slightly, and his cold voice was like thunder, booming in everyone's ears.
Everyone in the Qingfeng Pavilion looked at Ye Shaohan who was slowly approaching with astonishment. At this moment, Liu Yuehong's pretty eyes flashed with a hint of brilliance, and then she slowly shook her head and said sadly: "Thank you, you'd better leave!
"
Li Hongtao is an eighth-level spiritual warrior, and Liu Yuehong doesn't want to implicate others because of her own affairs.
Ye Shaohan smiled bitterly when he heard this and shook his head slowly. Looking at the expression on Liu Yuehong's face, he was quite moved. This girl was still so kind. Ye Shaohan looked past Liu Yuehong and towards Li Hongtao. He said lightly: "Since you just wanted to
Kill her and you deserve to die!"
At this moment, Liu Yuehong's pretty eyes were staring at the young man in linen clothes, and her heart was filled with sweat for the young man. There was no spiritual energy fluctuation in the young man in front of her, so how could he be Li Hongtao's opponent?
Li Hongtao's face was full of astonishment, and he chuckled, shaking his head helplessly, and then he said arrogantly: "Boy, you are very arrogant, but usually arrogant people die early. Do you know who I am?
Dare to stand up for this girl!"
"You're right, arrogant people die early!" Ye Shaohan shrugged slightly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and slowly grasped the giant sword stuck on the ground with his right hand.
"Boy, you are looking for death!" Li Hongtao looked at Ye Shaohan with a slightly cold look, and the contempt in his eyes was not concealed at all.
Spiritual energy slowly surged out of Li Hongtao's body, and a weak whirlwind slowly formed around Li Hongtao, and then turned into countless wind blades and swept towards Ye Shaohan. The surrounding guards wanted to rush forward to help, but were blocked by the wind blades. Ye Shaohan
There was no one within ten meters of him.
"You're just an eighth-level spiritual warrior, how dare you be so arrogant!" Ye Shaohan suddenly waved his left hand forward, and immediately there was a sound of breaking wind. Washed by the wind blade, his thin figure was like a lonely boat in the sea, but it was
Always stand up and never fall down.
"How dare you bully the market without even awakening your attributes! It seems you really deserve to die!" A plain voice slowly floated out of Ye Shaohan's mouth. At this moment, a bright light burst out from his body, even though
The sun in the sky pales in comparison at this moment. A powerful aura rises from Ye Shaohan's body. The first-level spiritual warrior, the second level, the third level, and up to the ninth level, the terrifying aura emanating from his body makes the people around him panic.
Force back.
The whole place fell into a deathly silence, and a look of horror flashed on everyone's faces. They stared at the black-robed figure in silence for a long time.
"Li Hongtao, right? Let me tell you the same thing. No one can save the people I want to kill!" The plain voice was like the cold wind in winter blowing through everyone's hearts. A murderous aura spread around, and Ye Shaohan's figure fiercely
It shot out and jumped into the air.
Li Hongtao's eyes narrowed, he stepped forward with his right foot, and shot towards Ye Shaohan in mid-air.
He held the sword in both hands, with spiritual energy attached to it, and struck at Ye Shaohan's figure with terrifying energy. He sneered: "Boy, no one who offends me will have a good end!"
Li Hongtao stopped abruptly in the middle of his words. Cold sweat dripped down his face. Li Hongtao was shocked to find that Ye Shaohan's figure had disappeared in front of him. He was horrified and looked up in the air in disbelief. A huge sword shadow was like this.
Falling like a meteor, carrying endless terrifying energy and wind-attribute aura.
Wind attribute skills are of the dexterity type, but Ye Shaohan spent most of his time training his speed and body skills.
At this moment, Li Hongtao became anxious and fled backwards. The long hair that was originally tied behind his back also spread out. A stream of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and a sword mark several meters deep spanned it.
And out.
However, Ye Shaohan's offensive was not over yet. The spiritual energy in his body surged into the giant sword crazily. Then the giant sword came out and turned into a stream of light that passed through Li Hongtao's chest. Blood spurted out along the wound. Li Hongtao
Looking at Ye Shaohan in disbelief, he did not believe that he would die until the last moment.
Everyone looked at the terrifying Ye Shaohan, and cold sweat continued to flow out. They did not expect that the young man killed an eighth-level spiritual warrior with just one sword strike. The warriors in the audience were deeply shocked.
Fear filled the warriors on Li Hongtao's side. Facing the young man whose expression remained unchanged, these warriors lost their usual bravery and fled around frantically.
A cold arc appeared at the corner of Ye Shaohan's mouth. He looked at the escaping warriors indifferently. His figure shot out and grabbed the giant sword stuck on the ground. When the sword was opened, the sword light shot towards the escaping warriors like the sickle of death.
At this time, dozens of figures fell to the ground, their chests all pierced by the sword light just now.
Everyone gasped when they saw this, and Liu Yuehong's pretty eyes were full of shock. She looked at the figure in the void, and her heart was extremely shocked. In just a few breaths, he would be arrogant.
Li Hongtao was destroyed. Even among the younger generation in Headwind City, he was a top expert with such strength. However, what shocked her even more was that the young man in front of her was only a weakling.
From the beginning to the end, there was not a drop of blood on Ye Shaohan. He put the giant sword aside casually, and the indifferent expression on his face disappeared. He walked slowly to Liu Yuehong's side, staring at the old woman in Liu Yuehong's arms with a solemn face.
The old woman's face was ashen, and she had obviously been dead for a long time.
Liu Yuehong's pretty eyes never left Ye Shaohan. There was no iceberg coldness on her delicate face, but a hint of gratitude. Liu Yuehong stood up slowly, bowed towards Ye Shaohan and said, "Thank you!"
Ye Shaohan shook his head slightly, and his eyes slowly fell on the old woman in Liu Yuehong's arms. He sighed sadly and said: "The dead cannot be resurrected, so it is better to be buried first!"
Liu Yuehong's face darkened, she shook her head slowly, and then asked: "Can you kill someone for me?"
Ye Shaohan rubbed his forehead, then he was stunned, nodded and asked: "Who is it?"
Liu Yue's red eyes showed a hint of murderous intent, and her tone became extremely cold. She said coldly: "Li Hongbin!"
"Li Hongbin?" Ye Shaohan frowned slightly. He vaguely remembered the name. He had a feeling of déjà vu when Li Hongtao mentioned the Li family just now.