Ye Shaohan looked at Ye Gaoming thoughtfully, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. He ignored Ye Gaoming's murderous eyes and said happily: "When will the Great Elder be able to make the decision for me!"
"Trash! Shut up!" Ye Gaoming's face darkened and he shouted suddenly. He waved the big hand holding the sword hilt casually, and a strong sense of oppression swept towards Ye Shaohan. Ye Gaoming did not expect that he would
Ye Shaohan, who looked like a waste in his eyes, dared to be so presumptuous.
The wind pressure blew up Ye Shaohan's hair on his forehead, revealing his dark eyes. The cold palm wind made him ache. He glanced at Ye Gaoming lightly, and then his eyes became extremely cold.
, he suddenly grasped his open right hand, and a series of explosions were heard. Ye Shaohan took a step slowly, raised his long arm, pointed at Ye Gaoming and shouted: "Whether the Show Dance Sword is sold or not is my business!
What qualifications do you have to order me!"
After Ye Shaohan finished roaring, he took a step forward and shouted again: "The Xiuwu sword is mine. Does the clan rules stipulate that the disciple's belongings belong to the family?"
"Great Elder, you hurt me for no reason, but you have the kind heart that a warrior should have!"
"I have sold the Xiuwu Sword to the Wu Family Sword Pavilion. Isn't this action by the Great Elder a robbery? Where do you put the reputation of my Ye Family?"
Ye Shaohan's eyes were focused, his steps were moving, and he was approaching Ye Gaoming unhurriedly. With every step he took, a thunderous shout came out of his mouth.
The aura Ye Shaohan exuded at this moment made everyone around him take a breath, and even Ye Gaoming and the old man from the Wu family stared blankly.
After Ye Shaohan finished speaking, he shrugged indifferently, narrowed his eyes slightly, and a murderous aura gradually spread from him. He slowly walked out of the hall amidst the dull eyes of the people around him.
The sound of footsteps was extremely loud at this moment!
Ye Gaoming looked at Ye Shaohan's retreating figure with a red face. He snorted coldly and shouted coldly: "Ye Shaohan, stop!"
Anger surged onto Ye Gaoming's face at this moment. Being scolded by Ye Shaohan in public put his face at a loss.
When Ye Shaohan heard this, he paused and turned his back to Ye Gaoming. He smiled faintly, then jumped up. He did not take Ye Gaoming's call to heart and gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.
Ye Shaohan's move not only ignored the authority of the eldest elder of the Ye family, but also ignored Ye Gaoming himself. Ye Gaoming's elderly body could not help but tremble. Several elders of the Ye family who were familiar with Ye Gaoming knew very well that Ye Gaoming was at this moment.
Gao Ming is in anger.
"Why should the Great Elder be angry? I heard that this good-for-nothing Ye Shaohan made a bet with Ye Gaofeng. If he enters the Punishment Hall after three months without awakening the attributes in his blood, it will not be easy for the Great Elder to kill him by then!" said an extremely wretched-looking man.
The man leaned against Ye Gaoming's ear and whispered.
The person in charge of the Punishment Hall is Ye Gaoming. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sneer. This guy dared to scold me today. After three months, his life will be worse than death.
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At this time, Ye Shaohan had millions of dollars, and he couldn't help but show a knowing smile. He jumped into the endless stream of people in front of the Wujia Jiange.
He looked around casually, always vigilant. He didn't believe that his actions just now would not attract others' attention.
Ye Shaohan's eyes inadvertently glanced at a place behind him. Several figures flashed there, vaguely showing a trace of murderous intent. Ye Shaohan was very familiar with that kind of aura.
The aura of a killer, this feeling comes from the instinctive feeling of a special soldier. Although there is no reason, Ye Shaohan firmly believes that his judgment will never be wrong!
Ye Shaohan couldn't help but become interested in the killers in this world. Although those figures were just seven or eight spiritual warriors, the speed of tracking was extremely sharp. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, whether the actions of those killers were against him.
provocative.
He glanced at the ordinary iron swords spread out on the ground, randomly selected two iron swords, and then wandered around the headwind city comfortably, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, seemingly aimlessly, but he was always observing.
Everything around him, even the slightest disturbance, is under Ye Shaohan's control.
The killers behind him were quite capable. No matter how Ye Shaohan tried to get rid of him, they kept following him.
Could it be that my young master's counter-reconnaissance ability has deteriorated? Ye Shaohan rubbed his forehead helplessly. The tracking abilities of these killers really surprised him.
"Have you been discovered by this good-for-nothing!" Not only Ye Shaohan was surprised, but also the several killers who were following him. Ye Shaohan's seemingly unintentional move was clearly to get rid of them, and the several killers couldn't help but secretly become vigilant.
Then several killers dispersed in several waves and dispersed in all directions.
Ye Shaohan felt that the few auras that had been paying attention to him had completely disappeared. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised. How could he not know the thoughts of those killers?
Jumping up, in the surprised eyes of the people around him, a figure jumped towards the outside of the city, followed by several figures following closely. The guards looked at the gradually disappearing black spots in surprise, and suddenly there was another
Hundreds of wind-breaking sounds sounded, and hundreds of warriors followed behind the black spot in the surprised eyes of the guards.
The news that the number one loser of the Ye family has millions of dollars spread throughout Headwind City like wings. Millions of dollars is undoubtedly a fatal attraction to those warriors who are on the verge of death. More and more warriors are going to
Rushing out of the city, there is no shortage of disciples and guards from aristocratic families, and a few are powerful spiritual masters.
Outside Nifeng City, in the Falling Maple Forest, Ye Shaohan's figure landed lightly on the treetop. He felt more and more warriors approaching from the outskirts of the dense forest. A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. These warriors really thought they were weak.
Persimmon can be pinched at will. He was happily playing with the two iron swords in his hands. He couldn't help but pouted and said to the necklace on his chest: "Xiao Huo, can you help me make a mask?"
Now Ye Shaohan's strength still cannot be exposed to the eyes of the world. He doesn't want to be killed before he becomes a talent.
"Boy, you are too good at causing trouble! There are at least hundreds of warriors and killers around this dense forest!" Fire Qilin's lazy voice sounded slowly.
"Hey, we just need some people to practice our skills. Isn't it just right for these warriors to come here?" A sneer flashed in Ye Shaohan's dark eyes. If an ordinary person were here, he might have frowned, but he felt a trace of expectation.
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There is no doubt that the easiest way to improve one's strength is to gain enlightenment through combat! But it is also the cruelest way, not only to face the threat of death, but also to withstand the test of the spirit.
A strange purple flame emerged and touched the iron sword held by Ye Shaohan in his left hand. He couldn't help but let go of the hilt of the sword. The sword instantly turned into a liquid suspended in the air. In Ye Shaohan's surprised eyes, the liquid
It keeps changing its shape, and then forms the appearance of a mask.
The purple flame receded, and a silver mask as light as cicada wings fell into Ye Shaohan's hands. He looked at the mask in his hand and found that the mask depicted a clown, and there was a dark red star in the center of the clown mask.
The blood beads look a bit scary.
Ye Shaohan gently stroked the silver clown mask. The cold feeling from the mask focused all his attention. He couldn't help but said: "Xiao Huo, this mask is so ugly, why don't you have any artistic skills at all?"
"Do you want to do it or not? I've worked hard to help you, but you still have an opinion!" Huo Qilin responded with a rare embarrassment.
Ye Shaohan reluctantly put on the clown mask. The blood drop under the messy hair looked particularly weird. Then he took out a long cloak from the necklace on his chest. The cloak shrouded Ye Shaohan's figure in it, and then he
He curled up his long hair that touched his waist and casually covered his head with the hat on his cloak. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "Xiao Huo, let me show you my assassination ability!"
"There are spiritual master-level warriors inside. Boy, just don't get killed. First of all, let me make it clear that I will not help such a weak opponent!" Looking at Ye Shaohan's high-spirited look, Huo Qilin couldn't bear it.
Stay on the attack path.
At this moment, several blasts of breaking wind sounded. Ye Shaohan's face condensed, and he held the hilt of the sword with his backhand. He didn't even bother to fight back at the fire unicorn. He jumped into the dense forest.
Swish, the figure jumped quickly on the branches. Through the gap between the branches, the figure squatted on the tree like a ghost. The corners of Ye Shaohan's mouth raised slightly, with a hint of coldness on his face, and he said with a low smile: "One hundred."
The attraction of half a million gold coins is indeed huge! People die for money, and birds die for food! This principle applies everywhere!"
At this moment, a scream came from under the tree. Ye Shaohan looked down and saw blood stains and some corpse fragments all over the ground. The smell of blood on the ground made him frown slightly. He held the iron sword in his right hand and looked around vigilantly.
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Suddenly! A "whoosh" sound came from behind Ye Shaohan, and he jumped up and disappeared like a ghost.
The middle-aged man who was hiding from the sneak attack on another tree saw Ye Shaohan disappear all of a sudden. A cold feeling came from behind. The middle-aged man quickly turned back and saw the silver clown mask.
, that dark red blood bead was extremely strange, the sword light flashed, and the middle-aged man felt that his eyes were getting closer and closer to the ground, and he lost consciousness.
"Good concealment ability, but it's still a bit lacking!" Through the double holes of the mask, Ye Shaohan stared indifferently at the headless corpse spurting blood. He flicked it gently, and the corpse slid down weakly, leaving an additional body on the ground.
There was a headless corpse with a blood-red liquid forming a pool of blood, which looked shocking.
Then he jumped up again and disappeared from the branches.
"Swish, swish, swish"
Ye Shaohan's figure once again jumped into the dense forest like a ghost!
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