Chapter 034 Disputes in the Medicine Hall (Part 1)
The disciples of the Ye family who came to extract the elixir were all gathered in the medicine hall. The noise continued to float out, bringing a bit of vitality to the cool early autumn...
"Hey, isn't that a waste? He actually came to the medicine hall. What is he doing here?"
Ye Shaohan's black military robe looked extremely dazzling among the many white military robes, and a Ye family disciple exclaimed in surprise.
"Why is he here? Does he want to ask for elixirs? Don't be kidding. His pocket money is not even enough for living expenses!"
Whispers rang out among his direct descendants. Ye Shaohan shook his head helplessly. Often the most famous people are not just geniuses, but trash can also be famous. He paused slightly and couldn't help but look at the source of the sound.
, several young people suddenly jumped into Ye Shaohan's sight.
Feeling the auras emanating from several young people, Ye Shaohan shook his head helplessly. He only had the cultivation of a fifth-level spiritual warrior to call him that. He ignored them, withdrew his gaze, and did not care about the comments around him.
He made a sound and walked towards the threshold very naturally.
Several young people who were originally discussing Ye Shaohan felt his gaze, and their voices suddenly stopped. The coldness in his dark eyes made them shiver.
Under the gazes of one after another, Ye Shaohan ducked into the threshold, and a stronger scent of medicine hit his face.
Just when he stepped into the alchemy hall, Ye Shaohan's expression suddenly changed. Several sharp explosions suddenly sounded, and a black shadow suddenly jumped into his eyes. Oncoming was the cold wind attribute aura.
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His brows were furrowed, and his figure jumped back in a hurry. The whole process seemed very natural, his figure was as light as a butterfly, and his posture was extremely elegant.
The burst of wind-attributed spiritual energy passed by Ye Shaohan's shoulder and hit the wall behind him. The wall exploded instantly, turning into pieces and scattering all over the floor.
A hint of coldness flashed in Ye Shaohan's dark eyes. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his cold eyes fell on the figure at the gate, and his eyes flickered.
Because that figure seemed familiar to him, and a pretty shadow immediately appeared around that figure.
That pretty figure suddenly turned out to be Ye Shaofang, whom she hadn't seen for several days. There was obviously a trace of fatigue on her delicate face, which made people feel an impulse of pity.
His eyes only glanced over Ye Shaofang slightly, and finally fell on the young man beside Ye Shaofang, and sneered: "Ye Shaomin!"
Ye Shaomin, Ye Shaohao's number one lackey, is also the son of Ye Gaofeng. His cultivation has reached the peak of a first-level spiritual master, and he is one of the leaders of this generation of the Ye family.
Ye Shaomin turned his head and looked at him proudly, with a trace of pride flashing in his eyes.
"Ye Shaohan, you have the nerve to come here. When did the medicine hall become a gathering place for waste!" Ye Shaomin held his head high and his slightly gloomy eyes swept over the surrounding collateral disciples, and then fell on Ye Shaohan.
There was a hint of joking in his eyes. The loser in front of him actually dared to make a bet with his father.
The bet between Ye Shaohan and Ye Gaofeng has already spread throughout the Ye Mansion. At this moment, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are looking forward to Ye Shaohan's desperate expression, and Ye Shaomin is one of them.
Ye Shaohan smiled coldly and rubbed his forehead helplessly. Even if he didn't cause trouble in this world, there were still people who came to find him, which was really troublesome.
Ye Shaomin glanced at Ye Shaolan beside him, with a fiery look in his eyes, and then asked softly: "Xiaolan, was it this kid who injured Ye Shaodong!"
Ye Shaolan looked at Ye Shaohan's black robe with complicated eyes, and then nodded slightly.
Ye Shaomin thought of Ye Shaohao's instructions, and a hint of joking flashed in his eyes. It was obviously a sure win for a first-level spiritual master to deal with a ninth-level spiritual master who could not awaken his attributes. With his confidence greatly inflated, he forgot about Ye Shaodong's
Lesson learned, you must know that Ye Shaodong is also a first-level spiritual master. He said calmly: "Ye Shaohan, since you defeated Ye Shaodong, how dare you compete with me!"
The extremely plain voice aroused a burst of contempt from many Ye family disciples. Ye Shaomin was not openly bullying others.
"I don't have such a leisurely life!" Ye Shaohan looked at Ye Shaomin with a very idiotic look. He shook his head helplessly, picked his nails lightly, and laughed softly.
"Why, Ye Shaohan, do you want me to force you like Ye Shaodong did before you dare?" Ye Shaomin was not in a hurry and responded confidently.
"I'm too lazy to tell you!" He smiled helplessly, took a few steps forward slowly, his dark eyes fixed on Ye Shaomin, then looked at Ye Shaolan with a slightly mocking look, and patted Ye Shaomin's shoulder.
He said rather helplessly: "Kid, this is not how you pick up girls!"
"Oh, it's just a pity that you don't cooperate!" Ye Shaomin was obviously not comparable to a brat like Ye Shaodong. He still maintained the same tone as before, not changing at all due to Ye Shaohan's words. He looked at Ye Shaohan's slap with disgust.
Then he stretched out his right hand and slowly patted that place, and said lightly: "Not everyone can pat my shoulder. Ye Shaohan, can this act of yours be considered a provocation to me?"
Ye Shaohan narrowed his eyes slightly, showed a slight smile, looked at Ye Zimin and said: "Yes, Ye Tianhao's number one lackey!" There were still leaves in the corners of his mouth, and he held his head with his hands again, and walked around the two of them very comfortably.
Ye Shaolan's eyes were all on Ye Shaohan, but he never looked directly at Ye Shaolan, and Ye Shaolan felt as if the five-flavor bottle had been knocked over.
There was a sneer at the corner of Ye Shaomin's mouth. He suddenly turned around, and his figure shot out towards Ye Shaohan's back. His palms suddenly curled into claw-like shapes. On his fingertips, there was cold wind-attribute aura.
Continuously rolling, a hissing and explosive sound suddenly sounded at the fingertips, and it rushed towards Ye Shaohan with terrifying energy.
"ah!"
Many Ye family disciples outside the threshold could not help but exclaim in surprise. They did not expect Ye Shaomin to suddenly attack!
Ye Shaolan's pretty face instantly turned pale, she covered her mouth with both hands and exclaimed.
Waves of sharp explosions came, blowing away Ye Shaohan's long black hair on his back. Ye Shaomin's sudden attack was also beyond his expectation. A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, since he attacked from behind! A special forces soldier will always be
He would not leave his back to the enemy, so how could he leave Ye Shaomin a chance.
Weak spiritual energy surged out of Ye Shaohan's body like a tide, and his figure also shot away violently. An invisible spiritual energy surged out from the soles of his feet, avoiding Ye Shaomin's blow.
Ye Shaomin was stunned. Obviously Ye Shaohan's reaction was beyond his expectation. He smiled coldly and pointed it as a sword. A trace of aura surrounded his fingertips, and a green whirlwind exploded around Ye Shaomin.
Ye Shaomin was lifted up slowly by the breeze, his long hair flowing in the wind, looking extremely unruly.
"Wind Sword Technique!" His right finger suddenly dropped, and a deep shout sounded like thunder in everyone's ears. Then several feet of sword energy shot out from Ye Shaomin's fingertips, and the sword energy turned into a terrifying force.
The wind struck Ye Shaohan's shoulder in a cunning way.
"It's actually a middle-level Huang rank martial skill. Now Ye Shaohan is dead!" There were exclaims from the people around. "Wind Sword Art" is also a very famous martial skill in the Ye family. It is usually only practiced by direct disciples. They were not only amazed by Ye Shaomin's ability
He was able to use the Wind Sword Technique so easily, which made him even more amazed at Ye Shaomin's ruthlessness. He showed a medium-level martial arts at the Huang level as soon as he made the move.
Looking at that terrifying energy, Ye Shaohan couldn't help but frown. This boy was really ruthless. If he was hit, he would have to lie in bed for several months. "Boy, you are so ruthless, don't blame me for being more cruel than you."
More ruthless." He thought to himself.
Just as the surging true energy in his body was about to pour out of his body, it suddenly stopped. Several explosions sounded from behind. He caught a glimpse of the figure from the corner of his eye. A smile appeared on Ye Shaohan's lips. He did not use the wind or fire aura.
, just clenched his hands tightly, struck out with a knife palm, and several gusts of wind swept out.
Ye Shaohan's Gangfeng was undoubtedly a lonely boat in the sea to Ye Shaomin's Fengjianjue, and it was destroyed in the eyes of everyone who knew it was like this.
The sword energy passed across Ye Shaohan's shoulder, and his martial robe instantly shattered into pieces, but what followed was the terrifying strong wind.
Feeling several powerful auras behind him, Ye Shaohan turned a blind eye to the strong wind coming from him, and instead stood comfortably where he was.
Ye Shaomin also noticed the person coming and sighed secretly, obviously his plan to teach Ye Shaohan a lesson was ruined.
The sword light shot by Ye Shaomin carried the roaring sound of the wind that crushed people's hearts. However, when it reached a distance of one meter in front of Ye Shaohan, an invisible wind wall appeared out of thin air. Then the two dissipated at the same time, turning into invisible breezes heading towards
Floating away all around.
Two Ye family guards with strong backs and sharp eyes, wearing black armor, suddenly jumped in front of Ye Shaohan. The whole place, which was originally a disturbance, immediately became silent as the two men appeared.
The majestic eyes of the two big men slowly swept around, and then fell on Ye Shaomin. Although the two big men were only seventh-level spiritual warriors, their sharp eyes made the surrounding Ye family disciples involuntarily
After taking a few steps back, Ye Shaomin yawned happily.
"You two saw it too, it was Ye Shaohan who provoked me first!" Ye Shaomin was not afraid of the sharp eyes at all, and looked at one of the guards with deep meaning and said calmly.
"You provoke him?" The guard nodded slightly, and then looked at Ye Shaohan expressionlessly, with a trace of contempt clearly flashing deep in his eyes.
"This person is obviously that boy's man!" Huo Qilin's voice suddenly sounded in Ye Shaohan's heart.
The little action between Ye Shaomin and the guard just now could not escape Ye Shaohan's eyes. He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the guard thoughtfully, and said lightly: "I provoked him, don't you know if you were late just now?
After a while, am I afraid that I will be dead in the medicine hall now?"