On the martial stage, a look of surprise appeared on Lin Zhiyun's pretty face. She moved her teeth lightly and murmured softly: "So you are Ye Shaohan!"
"It's over!" Ye Shaohan glanced at the tip of the Qilin Sword, shook his head, stepped on his feet, and shot out in vain...
The body is like a rainbow, falling across the sky, bringing with it a sharp sound of breaking wind.
Ru Mo Chang was floating behind him, holding a sword in one hand. In almost the blink of an eye, Ye Shaohan's figure spanned dozens of meters.
Phew! A seven-foot long sword appeared, and a hint of fear appeared in Lei Tianlei's eyes. Ye Shaohan's speed was beyond his expectation, and what made him fearful was the strong aura on Ye Shaohan's body.
Standing in the air, he stepped straight into the void for a few steps. The silver light on his feet shone like lightning. In an instant, the entire void was filled with the figure of Lei Tianlei, shooting out in all directions.
There was an uproar in the whole place. Under the gaze of countless eyes, this Lei Tianlei actually ran away?
Is this still the arrogant and arrogant leader of Lei Dong Sect who looks down upon Lei Dong City?
In the face of life, dignity and face are not worth mentioning. Lei Tianlei is deeply aware of the horror of this evil star.
"Is there thunder?" Ye Shaohan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the lightning-like figure. A trace of reminiscence appeared in Ye Shaohan's eyes. At the same time, he took several steps in the void, and his figure shot out like lightning.
Above, figures filled the sky, floating like ink. In just the blink of an eye, Ye Shaohan caught up with Lei Tianlei's figure and stopped him.
The sharp sound of breaking wind kept coming. Above the square, countless dull eyes looked at the figures in the void. They could no longer tell which one was real and which one was an afterimage.
At this moment, the most shocking thing in his heart was not the people watching below, but the thunder in mid-air. What shocked him was not Ye Shaohan's cultivation, but Ye Shaohan's movement, which felt familiar to him.
In Lei Tianlei's view, Ye Shaohan's movements went from being chaotic at first to being completely natural at the end. His pupils shrank, and an exclamation suddenly sounded from the sky: "Impossible, how can you move like thunder?"
The hurried voice did not cover up the shock in Lei Tianlei's heart. Hearing this, the heads of the aristocratic families all looked at him intently, with expressions of shock appearing on their faces.
At this moment, in their eyes, Ye Shaohan's movement trajectory was exactly the same as that of Lei Tianlei. On the contrary, the speed was even faster, like lightning.
Lei Dong, Xuan level martial arts, is famous not only in Lei Dong Sect, but also in Lei Dong City. However, recently, this martial skill was actually displayed on Ye Shaohan, and no wonder everyone was shocked.
The most complicated one among them is undoubtedly Aunt Liu. Thinking of what she once said to Ye Shaohan, she felt red and dry.
Bang bang! Several sharp explosions suddenly sounded. Above the void, Lei Tianlei's embarrassed figure emerged. He stepped back a few steps before he stopped. A trace of blood followed Lei Tianlei.
Tears dripped from the corner of Lei's mouth.
He suddenly raised his head, a horrified look appeared in Lei Tianlei's eyes, and he still said the same sentence: "Impossible, how can you move like thunder?"
Compared to Lei Tianlei's embarrassment, Ye Shaohan seemed extremely relaxed. He raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, looked at Lei Tianlei coldly, and said lightly: "Lei Tianlei? I'm too lazy to explain!"
"Pfft!" A mouthful of blood couldn't help but gush out from Lei Tianlei's throat. Lei Tianlei was undoubtedly stimulated by Ye Shaohan's rogue answer.
"Even though you have practiced thunder, but you don't really understand the essence of thunder, you still can't stop me!" As he spoke, Lei Tianlei suddenly burst out with a powerful aura, which swept across like a tide.
The entire void, the wind and clouds were changing, and the entire sky seemed so hazy at this moment, and the people below also felt a little depressed.
"Is this just enough? Not enough?" He shook his head, holding the Qilin Sword with his right hand slightly bent, and the sword energy several feet long extended out, as if a sword cloud was formed under Ye Shaohan's feet.
"Lei Dong!" Under the soles of his feet, silver light shone, and Lei Dong's figure shot out like lightning. This time, he still chose to escape instead of confronting Ye Shaohan. The strongest thing about Lei Dong Sect is not its attack skills.
But in terms of body and martial arts, Lei Tianlei was confident that even if Ye Shaohan practiced thunder, he would not be able to catch up with him. This was his confidence after decades of practicing thunder.
"You can't escape!" Looking at the fleeing figure, Ye Shaohan was not anxious at all. He took a step forward and followed closely like a rainbow.
Looking at Lei Tianlei who was running away like a bereaved dog, and then looking at Ye Shaohan who was chasing after him with a sword in one hand, Lin Zhiyun couldn't help but feel a sense of astonishment. Is he still the frail scholar just now?
"Kill!" Above the void, a cold shout suddenly sounded. In an instant, the entire sky became increasingly gloomy, and the birds perched on the top of the attic flapped their wings and flew around.
Like a long ink blowing in the wind, Ye Shaohan, who originally looked gentle and elegant, instantly became like a murderous god. Endless murderous intent spread out. The entire void seemed to have become an ocean of murderous intent. The surrounding temperature also dropped by a few points. A wave of
An icy cold current instantly flowed through everyone's hearts. At that moment, everyone seemed to have died and come back to life again, and cold sweat instantly soaked their whole bodies.
This murderous intention made their hearts tremble, this murderous intention made them afraid, the fleeing Lei Tianlei was sweating coldly, without even turning his head, speeding up again, trying to escape from Ye Shaohan's hand, suddenly, a sharp crack
The sound of wind sounded behind him, and an extremely palpitating aura swept through Lei Tianlei's body. At this moment, Lei Tianlei suddenly felt an unimaginable impact coming like a mountain, and went straight to his back with a bang.
A sword light flashed between heaven and earth, and bright red blood stains appeared like embellishments, emerging from the thunderous heart, falling drop by drop in the strong wind. With great difficulty, he turned around, and what appeared in front of him was Ye Shaohan's face. At this moment
, Lei Tianlei noticed the killing intent in Ye Shaohan's dark eyes, which made him palpitate.
Poof! Blood spurted out. At this moment, Lei Tianlei finally spent the last moment of his life. His body was like a kite with broken strings, staggering and falling to the ground. His body was hit hard on the white as snow.
The stone slabs were stained red all over the ground.
The pungent smell of blood spread, but the whole place was as terrifying as death. Everyone stared blankly at the puddle of flesh. Lei Tianlei, the leader of the Thunder Sect, is dead?
The tip of the Qilin Sword was still shaking, and blood stains fell into the air and fluttered in the wind. Ye Shaohan closed his eyes tightly, recalling the sword strike just now.
When the man and the sword become one, the moment when the murderous intention reaches its peak, I draw the sword. This is my sword skill. When I open my eyes, Ye Shaohan murmured softly: "Kill!"
In this silent occasion, the sounds of killing around seemed so harsh. However, the sounds of killing were gradually drowned out by the sound of wind, and finally there was no more sound of killing around.
A few moments later, hundreds of sharp blasts of wind suddenly sounded, and everyone who was shocked suddenly raised their heads and looked at the men in black rushing out like a tidal wave around them, not hiding the horror in their eyes.
The pungent smell of blood hit the face, the silver mask glowed with cold light, the cloak fluttered in the wind, and the figure of Ye Jiajun of the Ye family also appeared in everyone's sight. The black robe had been dyed red with blood.
So how many people do you need to kill to be dyed red and wear a black robe?
For the first time, everyone took a step back. Not only Ye Shaohan's murderous intention made them palpitate, but Ye Jiajun's murderous intention was also the same. Especially the eyes of those Ye Jiajun who looked at them were indifferent and indifferent, as if they were not in Ye Jiajun's eyes.
Human beings are just beasts to be slaughtered by others.
Ye Jiajun's aura tightly locked the surrounding disciples of the aristocratic families. Even though there were many of them, they still did not dare to make any move.
"Young Master, the mission is accomplished!"
The three elders of the Ye family rose up into the air and said to Ye Shaohan respectfully. They were deeply impressed by the successive destruction of three sects. They said unceremoniously that the eyes of the three of them looking at Ye Shaohan were full of fanaticism, not only
The three of them were like this, and so were those Ye Jiajun.
"Is it over?"
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan couldn't help but turn around and look at the attic in the distance. The previously magnificent attic had lost its former glory, and most of it collapsed to the ground.
"Follow the old rules!"
After a pause, Ye Shaohan continued. The old rule in his mouth was naturally to carry out a carpet-like scraping of the Lei Dong Sect after the sect was destroyed, scraping away martial arts, elixirs, medicinal materials, swords, gold coins and a series of valuable things.
, two sects were eliminated one after another, and Ye Shaohan's necklace was already filled with a mountain of swords.
"Young Patriarch, how should we deal with these people?"
The elder who spoke earlier looked at the people below with cold eyes and said coldly.
Hearing this, the children of the aristocratic families below all looked extremely nervous. Feeling the powerful auras around them, they couldn't help but secretly cry out in their hearts: "Oh my God! It's not us who offended the Lei Dong Sect of the Ye family. Don't be crazy about this evil star!"
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The heads of the aristocratic families returned to their high platforms and gathered together involuntarily, fearing that Ye Shaohan would silence the surrounding Ye family troops.
However, Ye Shaohan was not interested in these people. He looked at them briefly and shook his head. He took a step forward and said to the people below: "The show is over, it's time for everyone to leave!"
Wow! As Ye Shaohan's voice floated out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads, jumped onto the high platform one after another, ran towards the river, and jumped onto their own boats regardless of their demeanor, extremely panicked
Leave.
On the martial stage, Lin Zhiyun glanced at Ye Shaohan complicatedly, and left with the Lin family members with the support of two young women.
A few moments later, only Ye Jiajun and Ye Shaohan were left in the huge square. Looking around, Ye Shaohan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The Ye Jiajun's casualties in this battle were very few.