The sword energy receded, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wu Qilong retreated wildly, retreating dozens of steps before barely stopping. His eyes were full of disbelief, and the force coming from the hilt almost made him unable to hold the sword.
"This kid's body is too strong?" Wu Qilong said in shock, looking at the thin figure in astonishment.
A figure also emerged, dressed in white clothes like snow. Ye Shaohan raised his head, caught a glimpse of Wu Qilong's shocked expression, and said lightly: "Is that all?"
Provocative, absolutely provocative, especially Ye Shaohan's sarcastic eyes.
Wu Qilong suppressed the anger welling up in his heart and remained unusually calm.
Shaking his head slightly, Ye Shaohan's figure flashed, the sword light under his feet flashed, and he appeared in front of Wu Qilong like a ghost, with a chill in his dark eyes, and he grabbed Wu Qilong's left arm with his left hand accurately, but Wu Qi
Long Ye reacted immediately, slashed at Ye Shaohan with his sword, and jumped back. Wu Qilong couldn't calm down for a long time. Not only was the kid in front of him physically abnormal, but his speed was also abnormal.
Ye Shaohan's body suddenly bent down, and the long sword in Wu Qilong's hand swiped coldly from the top of the former's back.
A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, Ye Shaohan pulled hard with his left hand, and quickly kicked his right foot towards Wu Qilong's ###. A click sound sounded, and Wu Qilong's body fell weakly downwards, but his entire right arm remained unchanged.
In the hands of Ye Shaohan.
Blood continued to flow out from the broken arm. Wu Qilong's figure was suspended in the void with difficulty. Looking at Ye Shaohan, his eyes were full of disbelief, and his voice became hoarse: "How is it possible? How could you take me?"
Sword? How do you have sword intention?" At this moment, Wu Qilong finally looked at Ye Shaohan with a look of fear in his eyes. At this time, he also understood the reason why Ye Shaohan was so confident.
Throwing the severed arm out casually, Ye Shaohan slowly shook his head, looking at the pale Wu Qilong with some pity, and said lightly: "Are you strong? Is it difficult to pick up your sword? It's strange to know the meaning of the sword.
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The plain voice slowly sounded in the sky, and then spread lightly, exploding in everyone's ears like thunder in the sky.
On the ground, the disciples of the Divine Thunder Sect, Lin Zhiyun and others were all stunned. They never expected that Wu Qilong would be defeated so miserably by Ye Shaohan. In the previous lightning fight, they were all
They could see clearly, and what shocked them even more was that Ye Shaohan was actually a fake Lingzong realm warrior no less than Wu Qilong.
The fake Lingzong realm warriors are among the top powerhouses in the Falling Rain Kingdom, no less powerful than the heads of several major aristocratic families in the empire.
Afraid of the chill on Ye Shaohan's body, the disciples of the Divine Thunder Sect stepped back dozens of steps. An ordinary person could see that Ye Shaohan was much stronger than Wu Qilong.
"It's over, old man!" Ye Shaohan's body suddenly spun at high speed like a top, and immediately his figure jumped toward Wu Qilong like a ghost. The long sword came away and quickly spun in front of the palm of his hand. The crisp sword
Then a groan sounded.
Wu Qilong's expression paused, and a powerful aura erupted from his body. It was obvious that he had used some secret method. The majestic spiritual energy poured out, and the long sword turned into a sword shadow all over the sky and shot straight towards Ye Shaohan, causing the space to ripple.
Looking at the sword shadow that filled the sky, Ye Shaohan's figure trembled, and an afterimage lingered, but his figure suddenly accelerated, and immediately jumped, his figure dodged in the endless sword shadow, regardless of the sword shadow.
No matter how dense it was, it couldn't hurt Ye Shaohan at all. In the blink of an eye, the sword appeared in front of Wu Qilong like a ghost.
Looking at the suddenly shrinking pupils, a smile appeared at the corner of Ye Shaohan's mouth: "It's over!"
Holding the sword, Ye Shaohan's thin figure seemed to stay in front of everyone for a long time.
Looking at the sudden appearance of Ye Shaohan, Wu Qilong could not help but tremble in his heart. However, in the next moment, Ye Shaohan's figure disappeared before his eyes.
Wu Qilong jumped forward in horror, but his body couldn't help but pause. The space behind him suddenly fluctuated, and the long sword with a cold light penetrated the space like lightning, and then flew across Wu Qilong's shoulder.
And go.
Seeing this, Wu Qilong quickly slashed forward with his long sword, trying to block Ye Shaohan's sudden sword strike.
The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, Ye Shaohan smiled indifferently, the sword posture changed, and he slowly raised it to avoid the long sword that was shooting at him. The sword body suddenly shook, and then bent into a strange arc, and struck Wu Qilong's head fiercely.
past.
The sharp sword energy rushed towards his face, and the aura of death that he had not felt for a long time surged into Wu Qilong's heart again.
Abandoning his sword, Wu Qilong slapped forward with difficulty. With the force of the recoil, Wu Qilong's figure shot backwards. However, Ye Shaohan's sword was faster. A white light flashed between the sky and the earth. The sword came out and blood spattered.
It seems that there is only this white light left in the world, which makes people unable to extricate themselves and how fast it is unimaginable.
The long sword hit Wu Qilong's chest hard. Wu Qilong spurted out a mouthful of blood mixed with several teeth, and his body was shot down like a bird with broken wings. Following closely behind,
A sword passed through his chest.
Before the screams could be heard, Wu Qilong's life seemed to have been extinguished, and blood was spilled in the sky. All the disciples of the Divine Thunder Sect screamed in surprise and dispersed around with horrified faces.
Wu Qilong was defeated, defeated so completely that the remaining hope in everyone's hearts was shattered.
Catching a glimpse of those fleeing figures, Ye Shaohan didn't pause at all. His figures flashed and he jumped forward. He raised his long sword and hundreds of sword shadows emerged.
As Ye Shaohan swung his long sword suddenly, the sword shadows suspended in mid-air shot towards the fleeing figures.
A shocking sword roar rang out, and an inexplicable pressure filled the rear of the Divine Thunder Sect disciples, followed by a sharp explosion.
Whoosh! These sword shadows immediately penetrated into the chests of Lei Sect disciples. Hundreds of people died under these sword shadows in an instant. The smell of blood reached the sky, and the weak sunlight was covered by clouds, as if they couldn't bear it.
Saw this scene.
The remaining children of the Lin family and the onlookers were all in shock, looking at the hundreds of corpses with dull expressions, unable to believe that the power of a sword could be so terrifying.
Under the weak sunlight, a chill spread over the thin figure, and everyone shuddered. This young man's attack was too ruthless.
Ye Shaohan put away his sword in an elegant manner, and his figure slowly landed on the ground, his long black hair blowing in the wind. When he caught a glimpse of Ye Shaohan, Lin Zhiyun's face turned red and she did not dare to look directly into Ye Shaohan's eyes.
The sharp aura and momentum receded from Ye Shaohan's body like a tide. Looking up, Ye Shaohan looked like an elegant scholar at this moment, as weak as the wind.
After all, Lin Ba got better with age, so he recovered from the shock first, stood up from the pile of corpses with difficulty, bowed to Ye Shaohan and said: "Lin Ba, the Lin family, this time the Lin family can avoid the danger of genocide all because of the young man.
A hero's help should be repaid from the source. If the young hero needs the Lin family, we will definitely do it!" After saying this, Lin Ba winked at Lin Zhiyun, and Lin Zhiyun just smiled lightly.
Glancing at Lin Ba, Ye Shaohan said calmly: "I told you before, so Zhiyun, I just intervened in this matter!"
Ye Shaohan didn't have the slightest fondness for Lin Ba. He had never had a favorable impression of a man who sacrificed his children for the benefit of the family.
Thinking of this, Ye Shaohan couldn't help but think of Ye, and sighed slightly, is he really dead?
"Zhiyun thanks Master for taking action to resolve the crisis in the Lin family!" Lin Zhiyun smiled gently. The deaths of Lu Fan and Wu Qilong undoubtedly relieved Lin Zhiyun's worries.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan smiled lightly and said: "Since you are my disciple, no one can bully you!"
Having said this, Ye Shaohan glanced at Lin Ba thoughtfully. Lin Ba shuddered when he caught a glimpse of Ye Shaohan's eyes, and his heart was immediately filled with joy.
"The young man in front of me is actually Zhiyun's master?" Lin Ba was extremely ecstatic. Wouldn't it be surprising that this young man will become the backer of the Lin family from now on. With such a backer, who among the aristocratic families in Lei Dong City will dare to challenge my Lin family in the future.
Lin Zhiyun was extremely intelligent, so she naturally understood Ye Shaohan's intentions and smiled politely.
The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood, and the pool of blood melted the white snow, and its snow water flowed down the depression.
Seeing the corpses on the ground, Ye Shaohan frowned slightly and said, "I'll leave this place to you!"
"Yes!" After a slight response, Lin Zhiyun raised her head and said: "What do you want next, master?"
Raising his sword, Ye Shaohan's body floated up. Hearing this, Ye Shaohan chuckled and said: "Cut the grass without eradicating the root, and the spring breeze will blow it again, so we can only nip the trouble in the cradle!"
Saying this, Ye Shaohan stepped lightly and jumped towards the direction in his memory.
Ye Shaohan vaguely remembered where the Lei Dong Sect was located. The inland river that ran into Lei Dong City was now frozen, and some children wearing heavy clothes were building snowmen on the glacier.
The chill of winter came quietly to this city, and a series of buildings were built on the original site of Lei Dong Sect.
These buildings are extremely majestic, and their architectural style is also full of beauty. Looking at it, the Divine Thunder Sect looks a bit like a fairyland on earth.
Even though they were far apart, the cold shouts coming from the Divine Thunder Sect were still loud and clear.
At this moment, a thin figure emerged from the sky, and it was Ye Shaohan.
Looking at the Divine Thunder Sect below, which was like a fairyland on earth, Ye Shaohan smiled faintly. This Divine Thunder Sect was actually very wealthy and had built the mountain gate like this in just a few months.
However, Ye Shaohan still has some doubts. Lu Fan is just the head of a family. How can he establish the Divine Thunder Sect with the financial resources of the Lu family?
When Ye Shaohan appeared in the sky, several disciples of the Divine Thunder Sect noticed the situation in the void and ran towards Ye Shaohan one after another, shouting coldly: "Who are you?"
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the people below, and smiled slightly: "Then let them start!"
Raising his sword finger slightly, Ye Shaohan casually pointed forward a few fingers, and his sharp sword energy shot out one after another, directly piercing the heads of those people.
Without checking the miserable appearance of those people, Ye Shaohan's figure flashed and turned into a shadow that shot into the buildings below. A massacre unfolded as Ye Shaohan swung his sword.
Screams sprung up in the Divine Thunder Sect, and Ye Shaohan used the long sword in his hand to take away lives one after another, regardless of the high level of cultivation, regardless of gender.