Chapter 618 Fighting the Three Great Aristocratic Families VI
Chapter 618 Battle with Three Great Families (6)
Looking at the Samsara who was so close, Ye Shaohan raised a hint of coldness at the corner of his mouth, the white spiritual energy in his body surged out, and the Suzaku mark between his eyebrows and the mysterious mark gave off a faint silver light.
"This kid's spiritual energy is so strong?" Feeling the fluctuations in Ye Shaohan's body, he raised his sword eyebrows slightly.
This kid's spiritual energy was no less powerful than the three Lingzong realm warriors, which was why Nian Samsara was shocked.
Those who think about reincarnation naturally don't know that the aura in Ye Shaohan's body is the product of the combination of three auras.
A crack in space spread in vain, the sword light receded, Ye Shaohan and Nian Samsara retreated at the same time, and the space wave spread like running water.
Bang! He took a few steps back while thinking about reincarnation. Before he could stop his figure, he caught a glimpse of Ye Shaohan's figure turning into a stream of light and passing by him.
Slightly relieved, this short period of time was enough for Situ Changtian and the others to escape.
However, Ye Shaohan's figure did not chase in the direction where Situ Changtian and the others left. Instead, he went straight towards Zhang Ming.
The two old men who were fighting with Zhang Ming suddenly froze. One of the old men was shocked to find a white light coming from them.
This white light was extremely fast and silent! Before the old man could react, this white light directly penetrated the surrounding space. At the same time, the white light also passed through the old man's neck.
Space turbulence swept across, and the old man's eyes still showed a little confusion and shock.
Bang bang! The breath was quickly lost from the old man's body. The turbulent flow of space hit the old man. The old man's body was directly torn apart and turned into fragments scattered on the sky.
Seeing this scene, the whole place fell into deathly silence, and there was only one voice left in everyone's heart: "The Lingzong realm has fallen!"
The biggest shock was witnessing the fall of the Lingzong realm. For the first time, Nian Samsara felt that death was so close to him. It turned out that the Lingzong realm would also fall.
"His target is not Situ Changtian and the others at all, but the Lingzong realm warriors!" Nian Samsara suddenly raised his head and looked at the figure in the void.
Without any hesitation, Nian Samsara made the same decision as Situ Changtian and others at this moment, turned around, and left without hesitation.
If a person in the Lingzong realm wanted to leave, Ye Shaohan could not keep him. Therefore, Ye Shaohan did not stop the departure of Nian Samsara, and his dull eyes fell on the other old man in front of him.
As Ye Shaohan said, there are too many warriors buried here, but there is a lack of Lingzong realm warriors.
Therefore, these two Lingzong realm warriors must die today. Ye Shaohan locked his aura tightly on the old man and drew his sword in an instant.
The sword light flashed past and opened up the space. The old man dodged awkwardly. Compared to Zhang Ming's sword intent, Ye Shaohan's sword intent contained more killing intent.
The old man had just broken through to the Lingzong realm, and his cultivation level was much worse than that of Nian Samsara. Even Nian Samsara would be in such a awkward position against Ye Shaohan, let alone this old man.
However, the old man did not notice Zhang Ming beside him. A rare killing intent appeared in Zhang Ming's empty eyes.
A cold light flashed in the sky, and a startling rainbow suddenly appeared. The old man's face turned pale for an instant. The cold light in the sky made the sky and the earth change color. A terrifying momentum came towards him, and a trace of white frost fell on the old man's face.
Condensation in long hair.
The sword light that made the world change color came and went as quickly as it came. It was all gone in the blink of an eye. The sword light dissipated and Zhang Ming's figure reappeared at the same place. However, the scene fell into a deathly atmosphere.
Silence, looking at the scene in the void with a horrified face.
An eye-catching sword mark appeared on the old man's neck. The old man's body staggered and fell from the void. A trace of blood slowly flowed down the neck, as if the opportunity was gone!
Seeing this, Xiao Liusha, who was originally fighting with Ye Gaotong, could no longer maintain the calmness on his face.
Without any hesitation, Ye Gaotong forcibly took Ye Gaotong's sword. With the force of the recoil, his figure disappeared into the sky like a rainbow.
What a joke! If he didn't say it now, then he, Xiao Liusha, would have to face the encirclement and attack by three Lingzong realm warriors. Xiao Liusha was not so confident that he could escape from the encirclement and attack by the three Lingzong realm warriors.
Looking at Xiao Liusha's disappearing figure, Ye Gaotong breathed a sigh of relief. Today's disaster was over.
Ye Gaotong breathed a sigh of relief, but the children of the aristocratic families who came with the three major aristocratic families were miserable, especially the heads of the small aristocratic families and the disciples of the small sects.
At this moment, these people were secretly cursing the three major aristocratic families and Xiao Liusha in their hearts, while the disciples from the three major aristocratic families who were left behind were even more ashen-faced.
Seeing the fallen figure, Ye Shaohan smiled slightly and said: "Your sword is still the same as before!" Hearing this, Zhang Ming rarely glanced at Ye Shaohan and said flatly: "Aren't you the same?" Turning around, Ye Shaohan looked at him with an indifferent expression.
The Spirit Emperor realm warriors in the void raised their lips slightly and said calmly: "It's time to end!" Upon hearing this, the faces of the elders and heads of small aristocratic families changed. Among them, the middle-aged people closest to Ye Shaohan did not hesitate at all.
Turn around and try to escape.
However, before these people could escape, a flickering silver flame emerged.
The figures of several people bumped into the silver flames strangely, as if everything had been arranged.
Under the countless horrified gazes, the bodies of these people turned into a ball of flames in an extremely strange way, and then turned into a ball of ashes in just an instant.
This time was so short that few people even screamed.
The flames danced strangely, and dozens of people were unable to escape this fate. When the neighing sound was heard, their figures turned into ashes.
The ashes were floating all over the world. Looking at this scene, the whole place fell into a death-like silence.
Those heads of aristocratic families who had moved before now no longer dared to lift their feet. They were deeply afraid that if they moved, their silver flames would appear.
Feeling those fearful sunrays, Ye Shaohan's expression remained unchanged as he held out his sword, silver flames filling the tip of the sword.
As Ye Shaohan pointed out his sword, its silver flame turned into a stream of light and disappeared.
Suddenly, several men closest to Ye Shaohan turned into ashes and scattered them for no apparent reason.
The breeze blew over the ashes, and a cluster of silver flames emerged in vain. Seeing these dead people, everyone was horrified. This silent death made them feel scared.
People are always afraid of the unknown. Undoubtedly, Ye Shaohan's silent killing method has made them afraid.
Ye Shaohan's indifferent eyes slowly moved around where the tip of his sword touched, and the necessary person died strangely, turning into ashes and scattering.
The shadow caused by this strange death continues, and at this moment, everyone feels that their heartbeats are beating so loudly.
Bang bang! The desire for survival has overcome their fear. In the end, these people could not bear the oppression brought by death, and raised their feet one after another and ran towards the sky.
At first it was one person, but in the end it seemed to have a chain effect. These people gave up their opponents and chose to escape.
However, they did not know that their turning around would undoubtedly leave their backs to the enemy.
The elders of the Ye family who had been fighting before had their eyes bloodshot and drew their swords boldly, regardless of their status.
Among them, several members of the aristocratic families had their swords pierced through their hearts before they could react.
As for Ye Shaohan and Zhang Ming, they came out with swords at this moment, and the terrifying speed of the Lingzong realm was clearly reflected on them.
"Brother Zhang, let's have a competition!" Ye Shaohan said to Zhang Ming with a slight raise in his mouth as he easily defeated a Spirit Emperor realm warrior.
Hearing this, Zhang Ming didn't say anything. He dealt with his opponent cleanly and said calmly: "The first one!"
Seeing this scene, Ye Gaotong showed a look of astonishment on his face. The two boys actually started a killing contest.
The void has become a stage for Ye Shaohan and Zhang Ming. For people like them, there is no mercy for the enemy.
How can the people of the aristocratic family who have lost their fighting spirit be the opponents of Ye Shaohan and others? The elders of the Ye family who were in the void also jumped to the ground to assist the children of the Ye family.
With the help of the elders of the Ye family, the situation was completely reversed, and the children of the aristocratic family who were so majestic before were running away in confusion.
Seeing the situation below, Ye Shaohan breathed a sigh of relief, and his sword power became extremely fierce.
The killing was already continuing, endless sword skills were displayed in Ye Shaohan's hands, and Ye Shaohan's movements became more and more ghostly.
Ye Shaohan knew that his Wind Transformation Technique was finally about to break through. Thinking of the third level Wind Transformation Technique, Ye Shaohan felt a little expectant in his heart.
Like a strong wind blowing away leaves, after the last scream sounded, there was no longer a member of the aristocratic family in the void.
There were no children of the aristocratic family in the dilapidated Ye family manor. Numerous corpses lay around, pools of blood were everywhere, and the pungent smell of blood wafted in the air.
Putting away the Qilin Sword, Ye Shaohan swept the lower part lightly. His face no longer had the previous indifference, and a smile emerged.
Ye Shaohan knew that the Ye family had not only survived this disaster, but had also consolidated its position in the Luoyu Kingdom. Now, no one could shake the Ye family's reputation, not even the royal family.
The children of the Ye family who looked at Ye Shaohan's smile gradually came back to their senses and looked at the corpse on the ground. The sound of cheering suddenly resounded like thunder throughout the Ye family manor.
"The Ye family lives forever! The master of the family is mighty!" A sea of cheers gathered. Originally, they thought they would die, but at this moment, the situation was completely opposite. The children of the Ye family could only express their joy in their hearts with cheers.
Standing on the attic, looking down at the dilapidated attic below, Ye Shaohan sighed slightly, war is indeed the most ruthless.
However, when Ye Shaohan felt the deafening sound of cheering around him, a smile appeared on his lips. No matter where he went, he only felt warm here.
"Fortunately, the master of the house came back in the end!" A voice echoed in Ye Shaohan's ears in vain. Upon hearing this, Ye Shaohan knew who it was without turning around. He smiled faintly and said, "It's not too late to come back!"
Holding a feather fan, Ye Shaoping walked up to Ye Shaohan and looked at Ye Shaohan respectfully.