Wang Tong's words were like a thunderous sound exploding in their ears!
Everyone slowly came out of their daze, and all eyes suddenly fell on the pale-faced, thin-looking young man.
These eyes were all filled with astonishment and shock without exception. This young man's strength was too terrifying, and his age was too young.
The sword stick appeared in his hand. Ye Shaohan held the sword stick and flicked his right arm. The sword stick turned into a stream of light and shot toward Wang Tong.
A sharp explosion resounded, and when he caught a glimpse of the shooting light, Wang Tong reached forward with his right hand and casually grasped the sword post!
Ye Shaohan raised his right hand slightly and shook it casually toward the ground!
Ding! A crisp sword chant resounded, and the long sword turned into a stream of light and fell into Ye Shaohan's hands. After Ye Shaohan glanced at Wang Lin lightly, he made a sword salute to Wang Tong, then turned and left.
Wang Tong also glanced at Wang Lin and sighed slightly, maybe Lin'er could only live in the shadow of this son for the rest of his life!
Shaking his head helplessly, Wang Tong glanced at the sword post in his hand, stepped slightly, turned around, and ran towards the mountain peak.
Looking at Ye Shaohan's leaving figure with complicated purposes, Wang Lin's eyes showed a hint of contemplation. Recalling Ye Shaohan's pale face before, Wang Lin couldn't help but feel an inexplicable chill in his eyes.
"That boy forcibly took his father's three swords, and was injured by the turbulent current. Now he must be at the end of his strength!" Wang Lin thought to himself, and then Wang Lin clenched his hands, turned around, and walked up the mountain alone.
"Now that the grudge has been forged, we can't let it go!" Wang Lin thought to himself, "And now is the time to get rid of him!"
The shadow of Lianyun Mountain became smaller and smaller, a sword light crossed the sky, and Ye Shaohan's figure emerged.
Poof! Blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth like foam. Ye Shaohan's figure shook for a while, and then he helplessly fell to the snow.
Boom! Ye Shaohan took a few steps back before he stopped. His white clothes were completely stained with blood.
"That old guy's strength is really terrifying!" Ye Shaohan spit out a mouthful of blood and cursed. At the same time, he took out a martial robe from the unicorn and put it on.
Taking out several pills, flicking them with his fingers, Ye Shaohan stuffed the pills into his mouth. The pills turned into heat and flowed through Ye Shaohan's body, and a feeling of relief swept over him.
Forcibly taking over Wang Tong's three swords was undoubtedly a test for Ye Shaohan, but Ye Shaohan also paid the price of serious injuries.
After wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Ye Shaohan closed his eyes tightly and started to use the technique a little.
The low and clear sound of the piano drifted in the wind. After a few breaths, Ye Shaohan opened his eyes again and murmured softly: "The music is about to end!"
After saying that, Ye Shaohan jumped up and rushed towards where Su Feixuan was.
At some point, snowflakes began to fall in the sky again, and other snowflakes covered the footprints where Ye Shaohan was standing.
A few minutes after Ye Shaohan left, dozens of figures emerged. These people were all filled with a pungent smell of blood, especially the aura on their bodies was extremely strong.
These people are all dressed in black robes, with a black veil on their faces!
The leader, a man in black, squatted down and lightly swept his right hand on the snow, revealing a pool of blood.
Seeing this, the man in black glanced around casually, and a deep voice floated out: "Chase!"
Before the words were spoken, these men in black disappeared like the cold wind!
These people are forces secretly cultivated by the Lianyun Sect, just like the Ye Family Army of the Ye family. These people used to handle shady matters for the Lianyun Sect, and their hands were stained with countless lives.
But now, Wang Lin wanted to get rid of Ye Shaohan, so he faked Wang Tong's command and privately ordered these people to hunt down Ye Shaohan.
The low and clear sound of the piano floated in the cold wind, resounding throughout the world.
Snowflakes had already covered Su Feixuan's hair, but Su Feixuan was completely unaware of it. She closed her eyes tightly and was completely immersed in the sound of the piano.
After the last syllable sounded, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.
Opening her eyes, Su Feixuan stood up slowly and looked at the sky with a slightly worried look. The piano had fallen and no one had returned.
In the cold wind, a white dress rustled, Su Feixuan stood there quietly, motionless, she was waiting, waiting for Ye Shaohan's return.
Whoosh! The sharp sound of breaking wind resounded. Su Feixuan's face changed slightly, and a thin figure appeared in her sight. Seeing this, Su Feixuan couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
As light as the falling snowflakes, Ye Shaohan jumped down next to Su Feixuan, shrugged helplessly and said, "Sorry, I seem to be a few minutes late!"
Seeing that Ye Shaohan was not injured, but that his face was pale, Su Feixuan smiled gently, picked up the guqin, and tied it behind her back again.
Suddenly, the smile at the corner of Ye Shaohan's mouth suddenly froze. He turned around, protecting Su Feixuan behind him, and looked at the mountain road in the distance with cold eyes.
The sharp sound of breaking wind resounded, and dozens of figures shot out from there like sword light, arriving in the blink of an eye.
Dozens of men in black appeared next to Ye Shaohan and surrounded them. A pungent smell of blood hit his face. Seeing this, Ye Shaohan frowned slightly and looked at these people with solemn eyes.
Therefore, as a former killer, Ye Shaohan knew how many people had to be killed to get this bloody smell.
"These people are killers, and they have killed at least thousands of people!" Ye Shaohan did not ask these people why, because he knew that these people were here to hunt him down.
"Is it Wang Tong or Wang Lin?" Looking up, Ye Shaohan glanced at the phantom of Lianyun Mountain meaningfully, then shook his head slightly and murmured to himself: "As the leader of a sect, Wang Tong's actions are definitely not normal.
So reckless, and the only one who has a grudge between Yunzong and me is Wang Lin. It seems that he is capable of doing this!" After saying this, Ye Shaohan turned his back to Su Feixuan and said: "Feixuan, wait for me for a moment.
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Su Feixuan looked at these people calmly. As long as the figure in front of her was there, she believed that there was nothing that could not be solved.
Hearing this, Su Feixuan nodded obediently and took a few steps back.
The men in black were all shocked. They did not expect Ye Shaohan to guess his identity so quickly, but they also felt a little bad because of Ye Shaohan's reaction.
In the middle of a siege, this kid's behavior was too calm.
Raising his head, Ye Shaohan glanced meaningfully into the void and murmured softly: "Not only are the young ones here, but the old ones are also here!"
"Kill!" The people around him suddenly shouted coldly, and the atmosphere immediately changed. A chilling air slowly filled the entire void.
More than a dozen men in black immediately launched a combined attack technique, holding swords tightly in their hands, bringing a strong murderous aura that could not be dispelled and approaching Ye Shaohan, rushing towards Ye Shaohan like a torrent.
Seeing this, Ye Shaohan didn't take action. He quickly took out his right hand from his sleeve, held the long sword, and swung out the sword casually. The sword turned into hundreds of sword shadows, and then hundreds of sword shadows turned into...
Thousands of sword shadows filled the entire space.
With a wave of the long sword, an invisible wave spread out quickly, and the shadow of the sword surged forward like a torrent. Immediately, the steps of the many black shadows rushing toward him with murderous intent suddenly stopped.
Whoosh! The bodies of these men in black were covered with countless sword marks, blood spurted out, and the breeze blew, and these people fell to the ground helplessly!
The blood that was sprayed out suddenly made a clanging sound after it fell to the ground, which seemed extremely loud at this moment.
"That boy Wang Lin doesn't understand, he doesn't understand the artistic conception!" Ye Shaohan murmured softly. Although he had been seriously injured, it was still easy to deal with these guys.
Raising his head, Ye Shaohan looked into the void and said calmly: "These people's swords can't hurt me, and the same goes for your swords!"
Saying this, Ye Shaohan casually slashed his sword forward, and the terrifying sword energy shot out, stirring the clouds above the void.
A dull voice sounded, and several embarrassed figures emerged from the sky. They were the two old men who had protected Wang Lin.
Figures emerged, and they were the two old men who had protected Wang Lin.
Wang Lin's intentions could be hidden from Wang Tong, but not from the two of them.
Therefore, Wang Lin also persuaded these two people, and they hesitated for a while, following closely behind the men in black.
The two of them did not expect that they would be discovered by Ye Shaohan, and for a moment they seemed extremely embarrassed.
Ye Shaohan didn't think so much. He held the sword and sneered. Since he was an enemy, Ye Shaohan had no mercy.
The sharp sound of breaking wind resounded, and Ye Shaohan's figure turned into a rainbow, shooting straight towards the two of them.
The two of them did not expect that Ye Shaohan would suddenly take action. Seeing this, they both retreated.
However, Ye Shaohan's speed was faster. He crossed dozens of meters and appeared directly in front of the two of them. He slowly pointed forward with his left finger. The surrounding space rippled, and a torrent of sword energy danced at his fingertips.
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Terrifying pressure filled the air. These two were just Spirit Emperor realm warriors. How could they withstand Ye Shaohan's pressure?
Under this pressure, both of their bodies froze, and the sharp sword energy surged in like a tide.
Their bodies were shaken, and both of them frantically slapped forward several times, but the strength of their palms did not block the sharp sword energy at all.
The sword energy surged, breaking through the palms of the two men with force, and at this moment, a trace of fear finally appeared in their eyes.
A trace of regret emerged, and both of them secretly cursed Wang Lin, why did they persuade him to intercept Ye Shaohan.
Ding! A crisp sword chant resounded, and a general trend emerged. Its aura emerged in front of the two of them, blocking the sword energy that was shooting out.
Seeing this, both of them felt happy, the sect leader is here!
Jian Mei frowned slightly, Ye Shaohan also noticed an extremely powerful aura coming from a distance, that was Wang Tong's aura.
"Stop!" A cold shout resounded, the voice was extremely loud, sweeping over like a tide.