Zhang Zishan looked at the young man in black robe, her clear eyes also flashed with ecstasy, her red lips trembled slightly and she asked: "Shaohan, is that you?"
However, Zhang Zishan's voice was covered up by several cold gasps. Everyone looked at Ye Shaohan with complicated eyes, not covering up the horror in their eyes.
Ye Shaohan stepped slightly, and spiritual energy surged out of his body like a tide. He held the sword in one hand, and his figure shot forward like a ghost. The long sword stirred and turned into three sword shadows. Soon the three sword shadows overlapped again, heading toward the leader.
The member of the Dragon Blood Legion shot away, his sword roaring like a tidal wave and crashing down with terrifying energy.
The terrifying coercion made everyone around them palpitate. The leading member of the Dragon Blood Legion felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. He also slashed his sword at Ye Shaohan, but before the sword came out, Ye Shaohan's figure appeared out of thin air.
In front of the member, the ruthless long sword directly split him in half, and the two halves of the body fell in both directions!
Everyone around them felt a cold air drifting from the soles of their feet to the top of themselves. It was so terrifying, but a simple move was enough to defeat a strong man at the peak of the spiritual realm.
Ye Shaohan laughed several times, regardless of the disparity in the number of people. He held the sword in one hand and his left hand on his back, walking through the crowd like a ghost.
The shadow of the sword is like the wind, erratic, the sword strikes, blood splashes, and countless screams sound, each scream represents the disappearance of a life!
The surrounding warriors couldn't bear to turn their heads. The ground was already flowing with blood, and there seemed to be a rain of blood in the sky. The setting sun fell weakly above the city gate, as if covering the bright red earth with a layer of gauze, but it was a pity that it was sacred.
The sunlight formed a sharp contrast with the sword light wielded by Ye Shaohan!
The screams and the collision of metal formed a mournful song of death. The sword in Ye Shaohan's hand became faster and faster. Without any skill, only blood spattered from the sword, and a wall of corpses had been piled up around it.
The members of the Dragon Blood Legion had forgotten to draw their swords, and they had also forgotten that they could get millions of gold coins by killing Ye Shaohan. The threat of death frightened them, and everyone fled frantically towards the outside of the ancient city.
This move undoubtedly exposed the rear to Ye Shaohan's sight. He sneered several times, stepped slightly with his feet, followed the others and continued to harvest the lives of the members of the Dragon Blood Legion.
However, several sharp explosions suddenly sounded, and then several shouts slowly floated from the distance: "Wolf! Run over there!"
Ye Shaohan felt dozens of extremely powerful auras coming from the front. He frowned slightly, stopped, and looked coldly at the dozens of black shadows that appeared. Then there was a little smile on the corner of his mouth, and he waved.
Holding the long sword, he whispered: "Xiaoyao Yingxue, I haven't seen you for several months, but your strength is still the same!"
The pursuit of life for nearly three months came to an end with the arrival of dozens of figures. But whether he died here or whether he could successfully walk out of the ancient city depends on this time.
Several black shadows arrived behind the fleeing crowd in the blink of an eye. The speed was so fast that people couldn't see the movement at all, and could only vaguely see the dozens of afterimages.
The fleeing Dragon Blood Legion members noticed the leader Xiaoyao Yingxue and couldn't help but stop. The panic on their faces disappeared and was replaced by a look of determination, because in their hearts the leader is a god, a god who can solve everything.
He looked at Ye Shaohan with a sad and angry expression.
Xiaoyao Yingxue's blood-red cloak rustled. He looked around at the miserable situation, with a gloomy and terrifying face.
Every time the "bad wolf" appears, it brings a massacre to the Dragon Blood Legion, and he hates this feeling very much.
His long arms shook, spiritual energy emerged from his fingertips, and he sneered: "The mouse that I haven't seen for several months has appeared again. I thought you had died in the ancient city!" The atmosphere of the whole place changed as the blood sword moved.
The words became tense, and a chilling air slowly filled the air.
Although Xiaoyao Yingxue does not use any profanity, insiders know that the rat in the words refers to the "evil wolf" who is constantly being hunted down like a rat crossing the street.
The crowd watching on the side looked at Ye Shaohan and Xiaoyao Yingxue with curiosity. They didn't know if the grievances that had lasted for nearly several months could be resolved today.
Ye Shaohan felt a dozen auras locking him. He frowned slightly, but his words were not weak at all. He casually kicked the corpse aside at his feet, without even looking at Xiaoyao Yingxue. He casually
Said: "Oh, it turns out that you are the uncle who was cuckolded by one of his subordinates. You are still at the level of a second-level spiritual master. Which master did I think you were!"
The light tone and casual movements undoubtedly made Xiaoyao Yingxue feel like he was insulted, especially the word cuckold, which undoubtedly slapped him hard in the face. The members of the Dragon Blood Legion drew their swords at Ye Shaohan almost at the same time.
Wang, his face was full of anger! After all, the group leader is their face, and hitting Xiaoyao Yingxue in the face is equivalent to hitting them.
Cuckold, still in the second-level spiritual master realm, these words are simply a naked insult, but Xiaoyao Yingxue's expression remains the same, he slowly draws out the giant sword tied behind his back, and moves the giant sword casually,
He looked at Ye Shaohan and said casually: "Evil Wolf, why have you repeatedly attacked our Dragon Blood Legion, but do you really think we are afraid of you?"
Xiaoyao Yingxue's calm face was filled with anger. Although his words were cold, they could not hide his naked murderous intent.
Ye Shaohan's eyes were slightly closed, and a burst of footsteps came from all directions. He couldn't help but reveal a trace of ridicule at the corner of his mouth, and still said lightly: "It seems that you are still afraid of me, and you actually started to gather people. You are right, you are the ones who
Afraid of me!"
Xiaoyao Yingxue's intention was revealed by Ye Shaohan in public, and he just smiled. Then his whole face immediately turned ferocious, and his aura continued to rise. He said fiercely: "Evil wolf, you will be buried here today.
Let’s go to the ancient city! It’s time to understand the grudges between us!”
Before Xiaoyao Yingxue finished speaking, Ye Shaohan's figure turned into an afterimage like a ghost and ran straight towards an elder of the Dragon Blood Legion. His long sword extended a six-inch sharp sword light with a sneer.
"Be careful!" Xiaoyao Yingxue looked at Ye Shaohan who suddenly ran towards him and shouted to the people around him!
However, Xiaoyao Yingxue's reminder was still too late. The elder who had not yet reacted was suddenly cut into pieces by the sword light. There was no scream, only blood spurting out, just by looking at him.
Died by Ye Shaohan's sword.
Seeing an elder die tragically in front of his eyes, countless sword rays shot toward Ye Shaohan's location almost at the same time.
However, the moment everyone drew their swords, Ye Shaohan kicked his feet, and his figure quickly retreated backwards. The wind blade generated by his movement broke the air and brought out clear afterimages in the air.
The tip of the sharp sword in Ye Shaohan's hand was still dripping with red blood drops. He stared at the ferocious faces of Xiaoyao Yingxue and others, and said lightly: "The first one, repay your wife for framing me!"
With mocking eyes and a light tone, he was able to kill someone in front of others and still say so in a high-sounding way.
No one could have imagined that Ye Shaohan would be so bold to take action in front of everyone. A cold air kept rising from the soles of his feet, and some people quietly took a few steps back, fearing that they would become the dead souls under Ye Shaohan's sword!
Ye Shaohan slowly raised his long sword, then lowered it immediately. A burst of energy shot out, and a large pit half a meter deep appeared across it, and blood all over the ground flowed into it. He stepped over the blood pit, and the tip of the sword
Leng Leng pointed at an elder next to Xiaoyao Yingxue and sneered: "The next one is you!"
The arrogant tone and arrogant movements undoubtedly slapped the Dragon Blood Legion several times in the face. Xiaoyao Yingxue could no longer maintain his mood. There was a crackling sound all over his body, and spiritual energy surged out like a tide.
, the momentum of the second-level spiritual master exploded instantly, and this was the moment Ye Shaohan was waiting for.
Ye Shaohan rushed towards the elder. The shadow of the sword was like rain, and the sword energy was like a flood. It was impossible to prevent him. When the sword came out, blood spattered and the man retreated!
Before the three screams could be heard, the three figures beside Xiaoyao Yingxue fell down again. A blood hole actually appeared on the foreheads of the three people, and blood spurted out from it like a fountain!
Xiaoyao Yingxue's anger drowned out his ferocious expression. At this time, his whole body's aura continued to rise. The giant sword was slowly raised above his head, and a low and majestic voice floated out of his mouth, like the thunder of the Nine Heavens God exploding in the sky.
The sky is floating at the gate outside the ancient city for a long time
"Kill the evil wolf, get a million gold coins as a reward, and be promoted to deputy captain!"
"kill.."
Countless cold shouts came from the surroundings, and the aura formed by countless sword qi spread the clouds in the sky. The temptation of millions of gold coins and the resentment against the "evil wolf" broke out at this moment, and for a moment everyone
The place was filled with murderous aura, as if it had become a Shura hell, and the whole place was filled with the shouts of the Dragon Blood Legion!
Countless members of the Dragon Blood Legion rushed towards Ye Shaohan crazily, and the ground began to shake, which was even more powerful than the beast tide!
There were blood-red cloaks floating everywhere. Zhang Zishan's pretty face was pale, her beautiful eyes fell far away on the slightly thin figure, and her eyes were full of worry.
Facing the crazy members of the Dragon Blood Legion, Ye Shaohan couldn't help but feel moved. He slowly took a step with his right foot, stood up with his sword, and immediately his figure shot out.
This pressure of death made Ye Shaohan calm down more and more. He held the sword in one hand, stepped slightly, and his body was like a breeze blowing, floating into the crowd.
Members of the Dragon Blood Legion continued to fall, and at this moment a figure appeared quickly, slashing towards Ye Shaohan like lightning.
Ye Shaohan was killing many people in succession at this time, and the murderous intention in his heart was reaching its peak. When he saw the sword coming, he didn't even dodge it!
The long sword in his hand stirred, the sword was powerful, the tips of the sword were green and red, and waves of continuous sword light shot out wildly.
"boom.."
The spiritual energy that escaped from the collision of the two swords instantly turned into countless sword rays, instantly blasting the attacking elder into several pieces, with flesh and blood flying everywhere.