The silly boy was also sweating profusely, especially when he felt Ye Jiajun's murderous gaze, he finally couldn't stand and sat on the ground helplessly.
The heads of those aristocratic families all had solemn faces, because they felt a little depressed, which came from their souls.
At this moment, the temperament of Jun Ye Shaohan suddenly changed. The original temperament of Ye Shaohan became domineering as his cultivation level improved. But now, the temperament of Ye Shaohan is sometimes like the breeze of the net sky, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
, sometimes it is as cold as the cold wind in winter, making people feel like they are in an ice cellar!
Phew! He waved his right hand casually, and the Qilin Sword drew a perfect arc from bottom to top. The cold sword energy brought out a strong sound of wind and whining. There was no fixed move, just a random sword!
Wherever the sword tip crossed, the snowflakes there froze, and a trace of extremely cold sword energy emerged, constantly changing, and finally destroyed.
Seeing this, Ye Shaohan murmured softly: "This power is pretty good! However, the original understanding is still a bit lacking."
At the same time, a cold sword energy emerged from Ye Shaohan's fingertips, and then kept beating, like the flames in the wind, constantly changing shapes, sometimes like buds waiting to bloom, sometimes like chrysanthemums in autumn, this control sword
The skill of Qi shocked the crowd below, and even those veteran warriors who had been practicing martial arts for decades felt ashamed!
The right foot that he originally stepped out suddenly stopped in mid-air. Situ Yun looked at Ye Shaohan, feeling as if he was facing a majestic mountain that was about to rise, and he seemed to be a little erratic, with a look of horror emerging.
No, if I keep dragging on like this, I'm afraid I won't even have the courage to draw a sword. Situ Yun's face turned pale. He jumped with both feet and slashed down with his sword in the air. The air sword suddenly shot out slowly. This sword was the slowest, but it passed by.
There were faint ripples in the air, and huge pressure fell on Ye Shaohan almost at the moment when the air sword fell in the air.
But Ye Shaohan never hid, watching with cold eyes, brushing his hands forward, a breeze passed by slowly, like the spring breeze blowing through the green buds.
White snow was flying all around, and in everyone's sight, the figures of Ye Shaohan and Situ Yun were almost drowned by the snowflakes.
Boom! The sky-shaking roar spread almost throughout the surrounding area, and everything in front of them was completely white. Everyone looked at Ye Shaohan's disappearing figure in disbelief, with confusion on their faces as to why Ye Shaohan didn't dodge.
"Ye Shaohan lost?" The silly boy who was sitting on the ground suddenly jumped up and looked into the void in disbelief.
The snowflakes slowly dispersed around, and a coughing sound rang in everyone's ears. Ye Shaohan's figure emerged again, with long black robes draped loosely on his shoulders. There were also holes in the warrior uniform, and he didn't know where he was at the corner of his mouth.
There were already blood stains on it, but Ye Shaohan was actually injured. This was the first time that everyone saw Ye Shaohan injured!
After coughing several times again, Ye Shaohan's eyes were full of ecstasy. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Situ Yun with eyes that became more and more pleasing to the eye!
It’s still the same sentence: “Thank you for this sword!”
"Death!" Situ Yun finally felt a trace of fear in his heart, and at the same time he took action again. At this moment, he felt Ye Shaohan's abnormality. The sword just now couldn't kill him!
Situ Yun waved his hand, and a three-foot-long blue sword energy burst out. The extremely cold sword energy filled the entire void like a torrent, and Ye Shaohan's figure was like a lonely boat in the ocean of sword energy.
It was crumbling, as if it could be torn apart by the sword energy at any time, and Situ Yun's figure danced in the sky like a ghost, slashing out with sword after sword, and cold shouts also came out: Dragnet!
In an instant, almost everyone held their breath and stared at the scene in the void without blinking. At this moment, a young man in green shirt walked out of Yejiafang City. The young man in green shirt waved a feather fan in his hand. He also
He raised his head and looked at the scene in the void, with a playful smile in his eyes. Those worthless people should be killed!
The endless sword net brought Situ Yun's strongest sword down from the sky with endless power! However, at this moment, Yechen stared at Situ Yun with an inexplicable smile on his lips!
Sorry, yes, that is obviously sorry, Situ Yun can be sure.
Dance to clear the shadow, Ye Shaohan's figure is as light as a flying swallow, like a dancer, the wind blows the fairy mantle fluttering, like a colorful dance, Ye Shaohan's figure is everywhere in the sky.
The figure paused, and the index finger of his left hand pointed slightly forward. Ye Shaohan's figure surged forward like a wave. With one finger thrust out, a cold shout also sounded: "Luo Shen Zhi!"
The so-called Luo Shen Finger is just the Wind God Finger with a different routine, but it is only performed using the ice energy!
When the sword dances, it moves in all directions. The spectators are as depressed as the mountains. The sky and the earth are depressed for a long time. The sword is like Yi shooting at nine sunsets. Ye Shaohan's finger is filled with endless killing intent, kill!
Exhortation! Ye Shaohan's figure emerged, and his left finger was strangely pointed at the tip of the sword held by Situ Yun!
There was no gorgeous sword as imagined. With just one finger, the surrounding sword energy dissipated into nothing. A strange force came from the tip of the sword. Situ Yun fell to the ground like a kite with broken strings, as if he had been forcibly moved.
Usually, the body does not move, the feet leave two inch-deep footprints on the ground, and the person is pushed straight up several steps.
"Tick-tock-tick!" The sound of blood dripping down the corner of the mouth and hitting the ice hit everyone's ears hard. Everyone looked at the man with one knee in disbelief. How could he be so angry just now?
Situ Yun was blown by the wind, and above the void, Ye Shaohan was wearing a martial robe with a hunting sound, his long hair was floating casually, and he looked at Situ Yun with indifferent eyes.
"Situ Yun, a collateral descendant of the Situ family, but his talent is good and he was trained by the Situ family!" A cough suddenly sounded, followed by Ye Shaoping's voice.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan's eyes turned cold. Are you a side disciple? He took a step forward, holding the Qilin Sword, and rushed towards Situ Yun on the ground.
His arms went numb for a while, and he felt the figure getting closer and closer. A look of horror finally appeared on Situ Yun's face, and he exclaimed: "Ye Shaohan, if you kill me, the Situ family will definitely destroy your Ye family!"
While exclaiming, Situ Yun's figure also retreated. Wherever the soles of his feet stepped, the ice cracked and splashed slush all over the ground.
Raising the sword and drawing it out, Ye Shaohan's movements like flowing clouds and flowing water are reflected in Ye Shaohan's hand. The killing intent bursts out instantly, and he still pursues the ultimate killing sword!
For an eternity, the dazzling white light between heaven and earth was deeply imprinted in the depths of Situ Yun's eyes. The look of horror on Situ Yun's face also paused, and blood spurted out from his forehead like a fountain.
, at the same time, the cold wind blew by, Situ Yun's figure fell to the ground weakly, and the snowflakes covered his eyes full of horror.
Sheathing his sword, Ye Shaohan suddenly paused, looked at Situ Yun indifferently, and said lightly: "Situ's family!"
After Situ Yun fell down, the whole place became quiet. The faces of the heads of the aristocratic families were ashen, and their eyes looking at Ye Shaohan were full of horror.
"Everyone, do you think this farce should end?" Ye Shaohan slowly turned around, raised the corner of his mouth and sneered at the heads of the aristocratic families.
Hearing this, the heads of the aristocratic families who were still hesitant now had wry smiles on their faces, and they all cupped their hands towards Ye Shaohan and said, "It's time to end!"
Now that Ximen Chuiyu is dead, the Ximen family has been destroyed, and Situ Yun is also dead, the heads of these families have no courage to go against the Ye family.
In response, Ye Shaohan also put down the raised Qilin Sword, took a step forward, and said with a faint smile: "What about the losses my Ye family has suffered during this period?"
What should we do? After hearing this, the heads of these aristocratic families all had a look of astonishment on their faces. Why, does this evil star want them to compensate the Ye family for their losses?
Seeing that these family heads had no reaction at all, Ye Shaohan couldn't help but snorted. In an instant, the air around them seemed to freeze, and they felt as if they were suffocating under Ye Shaohan's gaze.
"Since this farce was caused by me and others, we and others will naturally have to compensate for the losses suffered by the Ye family. This is a matter of course, and we need Young Master Ye not to refuse!"
Mo Ri, the head of the Mo family, lowered his head slightly and said. At the same time, the heads of the Mo family also expressed their willingness to bear the losses of the Ye family. Seeing this, Ye Shaohan had a rare smile on his face.
Everyone around looked at all this with astonishment. Undoubtedly, the plans of many aristocratic families to deal with the Ye family through finance this time also failed.
He took out a snow-white handkerchief from his arms and wiped away the blood on the Qilin Sword. Ye Shaohan turned around and nodded to Ye Shaoping, then walked towards the direction of Ye Shaosu.
Seeing this, Ye Shaoping nodded knowingly and walked towards the heads of the aristocratic families with a contented look on his face. If he didn't ask for a lot of money this time, he wouldn't be Ye Shaoping!
Seeing Ye Shaohan walking in this direction, the warriors who were originally around Ye Shaosu retreated in all directions with fear on their faces, fearing that they would offend this evil star.
In response, Ye Shaohan smiled faintly. At the same time, he raised his right hand upwards and patted it gently. His energy broke through the air and shot towards Ye Shaosu with a sharp sound of breaking wind. The air mask that was originally around Ye Shaosu was
Then it broke and scattered, snowflakes fell all over the ground, and Ye Shaosu's figure also emerged. At this moment, Ye Shaosu exuded an extremely strong aura, and he was obviously a Spirit Emperor realm warrior!
Feeling the admiration in Ye Shaohan's eyes, Ye Shaosu couldn't help but feel flattered. In response, Ye Shaosu couldn't help but lower his head and said respectfully: "Ye Shaosu has met the young master!"
"Yes, you can gain insights during the battle and make a breakthrough!" Ye Shaohan said softly, and at the same time, he moved his eyes to the members of the Tianwai Tower and said: "Ye Shaosu, from today on, you are the owner of the Tianwai Tower!"
Hearing this, Ye Shaosu's figure was huge. The owner of the Tianwai Building had a status equivalent to that of a great elder in the Ye family. This was something Ye Shaosu never dared to think about in the past!
And those members of Tianwai Tower also looked at Ye Shaosu with envy, but given Ye Shaosu's strength, they were not jealous!