The air was still stirring, and the white snow was flying, blocking everyone's sight. It also blocked the sight of Ye Shaohan and Qiu Bao. However, this did not affect Ye Shaohan's sword at all.
Amidst the white snow in the sky, an extremely dazzling white light flashed across. At the same time, the cold light of the Qilin Sword slowly magnified in Qiu Bao's eyes. At this moment, he could only watch helplessly as the Qilin Sword slowly penetrated him.
At his heart, sword energy spread out around the Qilin Sword. After just a few breaths, Qiu Bao's eyes became extremely dim. He couldn't dodge this sword!
Rain! A simple and sharp sword, life or death! Qiu Bao dies, Ye Shaohan lives, raise the sword, put the sword away!
In an instant, the sky was stained with blood, and Qiu Bao's body fell weakly downwards. At the same time, the shadow of the sword fell to the ground, an explosion suddenly sounded, slush splashed everywhere, and snowflakes drowned Qiu Bao's figure.
The whole place fell into a deathly silence. Everyone looked at the vast white space above the void in disbelief. What on earth happened?
The slender right hands were clasped together, and Xiao Luoxue had no idea that her palms were already sweating, and there was a rare hint of worry in her bright eyes...
...
Countless citizens stood in Nifeng City, all looking up into the void.
Within their sight, a tornado suddenly appeared in the void. The tornado went down to the ground and up to the void, rolling up snowflakes all over the sky.
Snowflakes scraped across everyone's faces like iron flakes, and everyone looked at the tornado with shock on their faces until it disappeared.
As time passed slowly, the tornado dissipated and the wind and snow also dispersed. However, the mess that appeared in their sight made everyone feel stunned for a while.
Cracks spread out in all directions on the originally smooth ground. A large number of rocks in the surrounding area fell downwards, and some sparse wailing sounds came from a distance.
The sound of gasping followed, and countless dull eyes were looking at the corpse in the mess on the ground. It was covered in blood and had long and messy hair, but everyone could vaguely identify its identity.
Is this Qiu Bao? At this moment, they couldn't help but find it hard to believe their eyes. In their eyes, the legendary Lingzong realm warrior was lying on the snow like a dead dog, as if his life had expired.
Seeing this, Xiao Luoxue breathed a sigh of relief for some reason, and loosened her clenched hands. Her lips trembled and she murmured softly: "He is always shocking like this and can always create miracles!"
After finishing speaking, several royal disciples standing next to Xiao Luoxue nodded unconsciously, but at this moment no one noticed a smile on Xiao Luoxue's charming face, even Xiao Luoxue himself.
Didn't notice.
After a few moments, everyone raised their heads with great difficulty and looked up into the void.
In the wind and snow, that blood shadow stood proudly, still full of murderous aura, and the blood stains on its body looked out of place with the surrounding snowflakes.
There was still a touch of bright red on the corner of his mouth, and Ye Shaohan's eyes were still blood red. He looked down indifferently, caught a glimpse of Qiu Bao's body, and murmured softly: "Strong men are like clouds, but in their eyes, I am just a person who can be used at any time."
An ant is crushed to death. An ant still dares to look up to the sky. If I am not an ant, how can I stop under the sky? I will definitely step into the Lingzong realm!"
Raising his head and looking at the endless void, Ye Shaohan's eyes became more determined. Although his words were soft, they could express Ye Shaohan's confidence.
Ye Shaohan has always believed that there is no genius in this world. As long as you believe in yourself, you are a genius. Be confident and believe in yourself without any reason.
Above the void, Zhang Ming's slightly swaying figure also paused. He wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth. His white hair was still floating behind his back. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Ye Shaohan quietly, with empty eyes.
A rare trace of firmness appeared, and he murmured softly: "If you are buried by killing one day, I will definitely bring you back!"
Suddenly, Ye Shaohan's face changed slightly, and a strong energy suddenly surged out of his meridians, flowing unscrupulously in his body.
"Boy, the harm of the dark energy has been eliminated. These are the refined energies! These are good things!" Fire Qilin's strong voice boomed in Ye Shaohan's mind.
In response to this, Ye Shaohan's eyes couldn't help but light up, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. At the same time, he used the Vermillion Bird Art, and the bloody flames came out, wrapping the energy. At the same time, the surrounding auras of heaven and earth gathered crazily towards Ye Shaohan.
, the elemental spiritual energy gradually manifested in the void, and the whole place fell into a deathly silence. They all looked at the strange scene above the void, with shock in their eyes.
The Suzaku Qi was flowing through Ye Shaohan's body like a rainbow. At this moment, Ye Shaohan had a vague feeling that he wanted to touch the third level of the Spirit Emperor. He raised his right hand slightly, and a small cluster of bloody flames appeared in the palm of his hand. The bloody flames appeared in the palm of his hand.
It was as weird as ever, sometimes gloomy, sometimes hot, but at this moment, Ye Shaohan found that he was becoming more and more comfortable in controlling the bloody flames.
Silent changes were going on all over Ye Shaohan's body, and the murderous aura receded from Ye Shaohan's body like water. In just a few breaths, Ye Shaohan turned back into the frail scholar again.
Looking at the changes in the sky, Yue Changkong on the ground was now covered in cold sweat, and the arrogance on his face disappeared, replaced by panic.
Bang! Almost without any hesitation, Yue Changkong suddenly turned around and jumped into the crowd. However, the moment he turned around, a light boop came out from the sky. At the same time, a streak of blood streaked across the sky like a rainbow, and the sound of breaking wind suddenly
As the sound rang out, in Yue Changkong's horrified eyes, a trace of bloody flames emerged, and soon Ye Shaohan's figure also emerged.
"Stay!" Ye Shaohan's plain voice sounded, and he pointed his slender fingers forward like a sword.
The slender fingers continued to enlarge in Yue Changkong's dark pupils. Although the speed was slow, Yue Changkong found desperately that no matter how he retreated, he could not escape.
A look of despair emerged, Yue Changkong stepped slightly, and at the same time, he slapped several palms forward, and a palm shadow emerged. However, under the slender fingers, all the palm shadows were just floating clouds.
After taking a few steps, Ye Shaohan's figure followed like the wind. In response, Yue Changkong couldn't help shouting: "Ye Shaohan, you killed my master, which means that my master deserves to die, but I am innocent.
If you kill me, you will deliberately kill the disciples of the Sword God Sect, and your Ye family will definitely be retaliated by the Sword God Sect!" Yue Changkong's words were extremely panicked, which shows how uneasy he felt at the moment.
For first-base players, power and beauty are not important. The most important thing is life, and Yue Changkong is such a person.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan's figure suddenly paused, and the pointing finger also stopped in mid-air. Seeing this, Yue Changkong's face couldn't help but reveal ecstasy, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief. However, at the next moment, this look of ecstasy
His words froze on his face, and Ye Shaohan's plain voice sounded in his ears again: "Since one person has been killed, so what if one more person is killed!"
Before he finished speaking, Ye Shaohan pointed his finger, and at the same time the sword energy extended out and passed through Yue Changkong's eyebrows. In an instant, the blood lotus bloomed.
Until the death of Yue Changkong, he never imagined that Ye Shaohan actually dared to kill him!
The onlookers were already numb to this. When a person who had killed a person in the Lingzong realm killed a warrior in the Spiritual Emperor realm, they thought it was a normal thing. However, maybe it was because of their psychology.
Everyone involuntarily took a few steps back, not daring to look directly into Ye Shaohan's eyes.
Withdrawing his right finger, Ye Shaohan's gaze fell on Xiao Luoxue, and he was silent for a few moments. His gaze made those royal disciples feel terrified.
Xiao Luoxue also looked at Ye Shaohan, their eyes met in the air. The two of them did not avoid it, they just looked at each other quietly, their eyes full of contemplation.
"Why!" After a few breaths, Ye Shaohan said calmly.
Hearing this, Xiao Luoxue's body trembled, her eyes did not dare to meet again, she turned away and said in a slightly helpless voice: "There is no reason!"
"Really?" Ye Shaohan stuffed the elixir into his mouth, shook his head slightly, looked up at the endless void, and said lightly: "I hope that kind of thing will not happen, what do you think?"
After saying that, Ye Shaohan didn't wait for Xiao Luoxue's reaction, turned around, nodded to Zhang Ming and Ye Gaoleng above the void, and immediately floated into the air, put away the Qilin Sword, and suddenly raised his hands towards Qiu Baohe
Yue Changkong grabbed Yue Changkong's body, carrying the two bodies, and the figure took a step forward, crossing the sky like a rainbow, while Ye Gaoleng and Zhang Ming also followed closely behind, carrying several corpses.
The place was filled with sluggish people and a mess.
Everyone has to play many different roles in their life, and they will face various choices at any time. In this game of life, if you choose incorrectly, you may lose your life!
In the cold wind, the long white dress stood slowly like plum blossoms proud of the cold winter on the mountain wall. Xiao Luoxue looked at Ye Shaohan with a complex expression and gradually disappeared from his sight. When Ye Shaohan disappeared,
At that moment, Xiao Luoxue knew that an invisible rift was spreading between herself and Ye Shaohan. She knew that such a rift would arise when she came to Ye's house this time.
Compared with the dullness of everyone, the city of Niefeng was already boiling with excitement, and people everywhere were buzzing with people talking about the accident that happened today!
In the Ye family, on the towering attic, a figure stood proudly, with long black hair floating behind it.
Ye Shaohan, who had changed into a bloody robe, stood quietly at the top of the attic, with a hint of contemplation in his calm eyes.
Behind him stood Ye Shaoping and Ye Gaoleng, both of whom stood there silently, their eyes flickering!
"Since ancient times, those who have great achievements and shake up the master will not end well, and the so-called relationship is nothing more than this!" A trace of ridicule appeared on the corner of Ye Shaohan's mouth, and he sneered again and again!
In the distant sky, the weak sunlight tore through the clouds and fell on the white snow on the ground.