"Ye Shaohan, apologize to Senior Sister Xiao Luoxue immediately!" Ye Shaohao's face was slightly red. He was not easy to get angry, but at this moment, he was made furious by Ye Shaohan's bold performance.
Ye Shaohan shook his head helplessly and ignored Ye Shaohao. As soon as this boy met this girl, his IQ dropped drastically!
Senior Sister Xiao Luoxue? There are no aristocratic families in Niefeng City with the surname Xiao, but for some reason Ye Shaohan is a little familiar with this surname.
"Xiao, Xiao Luoxue?" Ye Shaohan's eyes couldn't help but light up. Could it be that the woman in front of him was...
Niefeng City belongs to the Qilong Empire. Although it is not the national capital, Niefeng City's geographical location makes this small town quite prosperous, but it is far behind compared with the national capital. And Xiao Luoxue is the daughter of the emperor of the Qilong Empire.
It can be said that she is a gifted daughter. She has been worshiping the Sword Sect since she was a child and is known as the leader of the younger generation of the Sword Sect.
The Luoyu Continent is a strange continent, where empires, aristocratic families, and sects are everywhere. Although there are hundreds of countries on the continent, they are all tools used by sects and a few powerful aristocratic families to rule the world. In other words, these countries are dependent on
All major sects.
The sect that the Falling Rain Empire belongs to is the Divine Sword Sect. In other words, the Divine Sword Sect is the Supreme Emperor of the Falling Rain Empire.
"Apologise?" Ye Shaohan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and glanced at Ye Shaohao with mocking eyes. I just looked at her body, and she didn't let me apologize. He looked like he didn't take Ye Shaohao seriously, and looked at himself.
Walking forward, of course when I passed by Xiao Luoxue, I glanced at him without hesitation.
"Ye Shaohan, quickly apologize to Senior Sister Xiao Luoxue!" After saying this, Ye Shaohao shot out in vain and jumped in front of Ye Shaohan. The cyan wind-attribute aura continued to flow through Ye Shaohao's fingertips, making a hissing sound.
The sound was extremely loud, and the momentum of the second-level spiritual master peak slowly rose, and the people around him involuntarily took a few steps back.
"It's really troublesome. Ye Shaohao is doing his old habit again!"
Ye Shaolan smiled bitterly at Xiao Luoxue beside her. She still remembered that a few years ago, Ye Shaohao went to Jianzong to find her for the first time. At that time, Ye Shaohao accidentally met Xiao Luoxue, and he seemed to be possessed and went crazy.
Falling in love with Xiao Luoxue.
Xiao Luoxue's expression remained indifferent, and there was no fluctuation in her dark eyes. She seemed to be used to this.
Ye Shaohan looked at Ye Shaohao helplessly, this kid is too abnormal today?
The crowd around them all looked at Ye Shaohan jokingly. In the past, whenever anyone touched Xiao Luoxue with words, Ye Shaohao would act like a madman, not to mention Ye Shaohan's behavior just now.
Ye Shaohao's right hand slowly stretched out from the wide sleeve. The cyan wind-attribute aura continued to condense in the palm of his hand, forming a ball of light. The ball of light slowly rose up, just facing Ye Shaohan's face. Ye Shaohao suddenly stepped on it.
Taking a step forward, the momentum from his body swept towards Ye Shaohan like a violent storm.
When Ye Shaohan saw that Ye Shaohao dared to do something in front of the general manager of the inner medicine hall, he thought that boy was really crazy!
The old man behind him couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw this. He jumped up and jumped between Ye Shaohao and Ye Shaohan. His eyes kept moving back and forth between the two, and then he said bitterly: "You two, this is the inner medicine hall, the clan rules.
It is stipulated that if you do something in the inner medicine hall, you will have to go to the punishment hall for several months!"
The old man's kind reminder had no effect at all. Ye Shaohao waved his sleeves and a whirlwind swept out. His cold eyes stared at Ye Shaohan. He said indifferently: "Elder Ye Gaoxu, thank you for your reminder.
But if Ye Shaohan doesn’t apologize today, then I won’t let him even have a chance to go to the Punishment Hall today!”
A cold light flashed across Ye Shaohan's lazily narrowed dark eyes. He turned his head slightly without any trace, and happened to see the bitterness on Ye Shaolan's face.
"Apologise?" Ye Shaohan raised his long arms, with a terrifying energy. He glanced at Ye Shaohao coldly, then turned his head slightly, looked at Xiao Luoxue, who was dressed in white as snow, and asked calmly: "Miss Xiao, you
Do you think I need to apologize?"
Ye Shaohao, who was completely ignored by Ye Shaohan, roared, and a wind-shaped sword blade suddenly extended from the dense light ball in the palm of his hand! There were strong winds in his palm. The whole audience looked at the wind-shaped sword blade in Ye Shaohao's hand in shock.
, his eyes were full of disbelief, Ye Shaohao might really have murderous intentions this time.
At the peak of the second-level spiritual master, Ye Shaohan frowned slightly. If he met him now, he didn't know what his chances of winning would be.
As the eldest son of the head of the Ye family, Ye Shaohao possesses at least several martial arts for self-defense, and among those martial arts there is naturally no shortage of Xuan-level martial arts.
Ye Shaohan's expression suddenly turned cold. He noticed the murderous intention in Ye Shaohao's heart, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and then his figure jumped back in vain.
Ye Shaohao let out a low roar, and lunged out towards Ye Shaohan. His right hand struck forward like lightning, with the sound of breaking wind. The wind-shaped sword blade in Ye Shaohao's hand turned into a stream of light and shot towards Ye Shaohan.
Then Ye Shaohao waved his right hand out again, and several wind-shaped sword blades shot out again.
Feeling the terrifying and abnormal energy, Ye Shaohan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the weak spiritual energy on his body shot out, and then he kicked his feet towards the ground suddenly, and his figure fell backwards in vain.
The terrifying wind-shaped sword shot by Ye Shaohao hit the ground. With the recoil force from the air flow, Ye Shaohan's figure suddenly stopped.
At the moment when Ye Shaohan's body stopped, he shook his long arm, and pointed his right finger forward several times like lightning. The weak zhenqi rotated crazily on Ye Shaohan's fingertips, and then turned into several lines.
The stream of light, like a sharp arrow from the string, shot toward Ye Shaohao's head.
Ye Shaohan's series of movements can be described as moving like a rabbit and as quiet as a virgin. Everyone around looked at Ye Shaohan's slightly thin figure in surprise.
A few of the streams of light emitted dissipated in mid-air. Seeing this, Ye Shaohan sighed slightly. This wind-breaking finger still needs more work.
The wind-shaped sword that was shot then suddenly exploded in mid-air, creating a terrifying energy. The energy directly disintegrated Ye Shaohan's previous offensive, and a few more wind-shaped swords rushed out towards Ye Shaohan like a tide.
Wind attribute spiritual energy continued to surge in Ye Shaohan's chest. Suddenly, Ye Shaohan's expression changed, and a huge force fell out of thin air, causing the flow of spiritual energy to stagnate.
Ye Shaohao had already rushed in front of Ye Shaohan, and his spiritual energy once again transformed into several wind-shaped sword blades from Ye Shaohao's hands, and suddenly struck Ye Shaohan's chest.
At this moment, Ye Shaohan suddenly felt an unimaginable impact coming like a mountain. The energy went straight to his chest, and with a bang, his body fell backwards in vain.
Ye Shaohan rolled around on the ground weakly for several times, blood rolling out of his chest, blood gushing out from the corner of Ye Shaohan's mouth, blood spraying all over the ground as his body continued to arc, the pain coming from his chest made Ye Shaohan frown, and his whole body
Everyone on the scene looked in shock at Ye Shaohao, who still maintained his punching posture, and Ye Shaohan, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog.
Ye Shaohan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and jumped up suddenly. His clothes were torn on his chest, revealing an eye-catching palm print. His expression gradually became colder, and the pain in his chest made him realize the danger just now. If he had not had the spiritual energy to resist it just now,
For a moment, I am afraid that he has already been seriously injured on the ground. From the beginning to the end, Ye Shaohan suppressed the murderous intention in his heart, but Ye Shaohao's palm undoubtedly detonated the murderous intention in his heart.
Ye Shaolan sighed slightly, jumped up to Ye Shaohan gracefully, and said softly: "Are you okay? Let's forget about it! Shaohan, you'd better apologize..."
Ye Shaohan raised his head, looked at Ye Shaolan indifferently, and smiled coldly.
Seeing the sneer at the corner of Ye Shaohan's mouth, Ye Shaolan's voice suddenly stopped and her face changed slightly. Ye Shaohan's cold eyes made her feel like she had entered an ice cellar.
Ye Shaohan had no intention of flinching, nor did he show proper anger, but was unusually calm, as if he was not the one who was injured just now.
"Forget it? Do you think it's possible?" Ye Shaohan smiled coldly, suddenly took a step forward, and his cold breath slowly came out.
The aura it exuded made everyone around them take a breath. At this moment, they actually smelled an extremely strong smell of blood.
"Shaohan, don't do anything stupid!" Ye Shaolan's face changed slightly and she said anxiously.
"Silly thing?" Ye Shaohan's expression was indifferent, and he slowly took a step forward, and a whirlwind slowly formed under his feet.
A trace of astonishment appeared on Xiao Luoxue's face under the veil, and her beautiful eyes couldn't help but look towards Ye Shaohan. She couldn't figure out how that strong murderous aura could appear in a young man.
"Seeking death!" Ye Shaohao's face was equally indifferent. Ye Shaohan at this moment made him extremely disgusted. He raised his long arm and passed Ye Shaolan. The wind-shaped sword blade shot out again. Several wind-shaped sword blades were suspended around Ye Shaohao, a whirlwind.
The wind caused Ye Shaohao's blue hair to wave continuously. He stepped on the wind-shaped sword and ran towards Ye Shaohan in the air.
"Boy, there is a powerful aura coming this way. It seems to be the head of the Ye family!" Fire Qilin's voice slowly echoed in Ye Shaohan's heart.
Ye Shaohan's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this, and there was a hint of coldness in the corner of his mouth. He tapped his toes on the wind scroll that appeared out of thin air, and his figure slowly emerged in the air.
"Xiao Huo, please help me protect the important parts of my body later!" Ye Shaohan waved his long arm and pointed it as a sword. Wisps of breeze swept past him, and the whole air vibrated. Then his
The body jumped towards Ye Shaohao, and several weak spiritual energy continuously rotated and shot out from his fingertips.
Ye Shaohao looked at the spiritual energy coming from him and sneered disdainfully. He stretched out his arms, the air in front of him rippled slightly, and the wind-shaped sword blade shot out.
The wind-shaped sword blade smashed the spiritual energy shot by Ye Shaohan like a bamboo. Several wind-shaped sword blades surrounded Ye Shaohan in the center, and immediately rotated continuously, forming a dense tornado.