As the sun sets in the west, the earth is bathed in the afterglow of the clouds, and the evening breeze slowly brings waves of fragrance mixed with flowers and trees, making people feel relaxed and happy, and the sunset is infinitely better.
A bright red sunset shines on the western mountain of Niefeng City. Large white clouds float in the azure blue sky. They show a flaming red under the radiance of the setting sun. If you look carefully, you will see that
The clouds fluttering in the sky are like being in a gauze-like dream, which will keep you away from troubles.
A refreshing night breeze blew across the top of a certain attic, and the head of the Ye family, Ye Gaotong, stood proudly with his hands on his back.
But at this moment, Ye Gaotong's face lacked the majesty of the past. Instead, his face was dull. His eyes fell on Ye Shaohan, who was covered in blood in the distance, and said softly: "I didn't expect you to have such a firm belief!"
The old man looked at Ye Shaohan with dull eyes. At this moment, he was rubbing his forehead. The shock in his heart was beyond what others could imagine. He knew how terrifying the pressure on him was.
Then the old man sighed softly and said: "You are just a complete madman, that's all. You won today, I am willing to admit defeat!"
However, what responded to the old man was a burst of silence. At this moment, there was not a trace of wind-attribute aura left in Ye Shaohan's body.
Ye Shaohan did not use the fire attribute aura. He gritted his teeth and slowly got up from the ground. Looking at the old man's shocked face, he grinned and shouted: "I can still hold on!"
What! The old man's body was shaken violently and his face was dull...
Ye Shaohan's eyes were firm, and his shaky figure took a few steps forward again.
The sound of footsteps was like thunder, as if every step stepped on everyone's hearts. Apart from shock, the only thing left in everyone's hearts was admiration.
The moment Ye Shaohan fell, a smile of satisfaction flashed across the corner of his mouth, it was this kind of oppression of death!
Ye Shaolan on the side had a dull look on his face, staring blankly at Ye Shaohan on the ground, his mind going blank.
The old man's right hand slowly reached out from his sleeve, and a green elixir slowly emerged from the air. With a wave of his right hand, the elixir exuding medicinal fragrance was shot directly towards the corner of Ye Shaohan's mouth and fell into Ye Shaohan's mouth.
In an instant, the elixir turned into a strong fragrance and poured into Ye Shaohan's body.
In response, Ye Shaohan couldn't help but snort.
The old man looked at Ye Shaohan with admiration, and moved his lips slightly: "Boy, practice hard!"
After finishing speaking, the old man didn't say much. He waved his right hand lightly again, and the pressure around him instantly disappeared, and the dust on the ground fell in all directions.
The sky was filled with dust. The moment the dust fell, the old man's figure disappeared, while Ye Shaohan was still lying on the ground.
Ye Shaohan's limbs were spread wide, and he was facing up to the sky. His face was red as if blood was oozing out, his chest was beating rapidly, he was gasping for air, and his body twitched from time to time.
Looking up at the blue sky, Ye Shaohan felt that wherever the heat from the elixir passed, he felt refreshed.
He slowly closed his eyes and felt the wonderful changes in his body. A little fire-attribute spiritual energy also sprung up everywhere in his body, turning into a tide and flowing through his meridians.
Ye Shaohao glanced at the admiring eyes around him with a gloomy expression. Perhaps after this battle, Ye Shaohan's status among the younger generations of the Ye family could no longer be shaken. The moment Ye Shaohao glanced at Ye Shaohan, dark eyes flashed
A hint of coldness.
At this time, a figure appeared behind Ye Shaohao, with a gloomy face and a trace of resentment in the corners of his eyes.
Ye Shaohao did not turn around, but put his hands behind his back, looked at Ye Shaohan indifferently, and said to the person behind him: "Ye Shaodong, don't you want to get back to where you were before?"
The person who came was none other than Ye Shaodong. Ever since he was taught a lesson by Ye Shaohan, Ye Shaodong's whole person had become gloomy and terrifying.
Ye Shaodong's gloomy gaze fell on Ye Shaohan, not hiding the resentment in his eyes at all. He sneered and said: "Think!"
Before he could finish his words, an explosion suddenly sounded, and Ye Shaodong's figure was like an arrow off the string, shooting towards Ye Shaohan's figure crazily.
At the same time, Ye Shaodong held a sword in his right hand. The cold light on the sword was floating with spiritual energy. After months of hard training, Ye Shaodong's cultivation seemed to have reached the peak of a first-level spiritual master.
Ye Shaodong, carrying the resentment in his heart and Ye Shaohao's expectations, struck with all his strength and stabbed Ye Shaohan under the horrified eyes of everyone.
The terrifying energy came over him. Ye Shaohan, who had closed his eyes to rest, instantly opened his eyes and looked at the sword light coming from him. There was no trace of fear in his eyes, but a hint of coldness. Since you are seeking death yourself,
Then don't blame me for being cruel.
Falling into the eyes of others, Ye Shaohan seemed to have not yet reacted, looking at Ye Shaodong's figure with a dull face.
Ye Shaolan exclaimed, kicked her feet slightly, her pretty figure swayed, and followed Ye Shaodong's figure with a cold face.
When the sword in Ye Shaodong's hand was three inches away from Ye Shaohan's chest, Ye Shaohan suddenly slapped his left hand on the ground, and his body instantly swung to the right, leaving an afterimage of his upper body.
At the same time, Ye Shaohan's right finger slightly bent and flicked on Ye Shaodong's sword, and a shocking cold light flashed across Ye Shaohan's fingertips.
"Ding..."
Ye Shaohan's right finger collided with the sword, making a sound like gold and iron, and his two fingers clamped the tip of the sword with incomparable accuracy.
"Ye Shaodong took the initiative to kill the elders in the Library Pavilion! The crime is punishable by death!" Ye Shaohan suddenly jumped up from the ground, looking at Ye Shaodong with a horrified face, and said indifferently.
At the same time, a small amount of wind-attribute spiritual energy also rushed towards Ye Shaohan's right fingertip like a tide, and the entire right finger exuded a silver light.
In an instant, Ye Shaodong felt a huge shock from the tiger's mouth, and the sword swung to the right as if it was hit by a big stone. Pei Ran's strength was simply shocking.
Suddenly, Ye Shaodong's face was horrified, and a huge force came. The sword in his right hand immediately came away and hit Ye Shaodong's chest hard.
In an instant, Ye Shaodong's figure took a few steps back, and a little blood dripped from his right hand holding the sword, extending four to five feet in length.
Ye Shaodong's body shook, and his body slowly fell to the ground. His chest collapsed deeply, and all the ribs in his chest were broken and inserted into his heart and lungs. His life was extinguished.
Because her sight was blocked by Ye Shaodong's body, Ye Shaolan did not notice the confrontation just now. A little hot liquid splashed on her face. In Ye Shaolan's confused eyes, Ye Shaodong's body fell to the ground, while Ye Shaohan fell to one knee, his face expressionless.
Pale, panting constantly.
Ye Shaohan ignored Ye Shaolan and panted, feeling the sore muscles in his body. A smile slowly emerged from the corner of his mouth. It was the first time he felt so happy.
He forced himself to stand up, but his figure still couldn't help but sway.
Then Ye Shaohan walked out with firm steps and never glanced at Ye Shaodong again.
The surrounding Ye family disciples all took the initiative to make way for him.
The moment he passed by Ye Shaohao, Ye Shaohan stopped and looked at Ye Shaohao with ridicule in his eyes, and said indifferently: "Why don't you take action? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Maybe after today, you will never catch me again.
No chance to take action!"
After saying that, Ye Shaohan did not walk away. Instead, he stood quietly on the spot. He was waiting for the opportunity to kill Ye Shaohao in an honest and upright manner!
Ye Shaohan's rather unkind tone and mocking eyes made Ye Shaohao's face darken. He clenched his hands and made a sound.
Looking at that hateful face, Ye Shaohao wanted to take action, but the scene where Ye Shaohan killed Ye Shaodong just now left a huge impression on his heart.
Is he pretending to force me to take action? Ye Shaohao sighed secretly. At this moment, he didn't know whether Ye Shaohan was seriously injured. He didn't have the courage to bet that Ye Shaohan was at the end of his strength.
Then Ye Shaohao snorted coldly and remained silent. His clenched hands slowly unfolded.
He still doesn't dare? Ye Shaohan shook his head, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "You still don't dare!"
Ye Shaohan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his heart. Ye Shaohao's life was saved. He smiled sarcastically, and slowly moved forward again under Ye Shaohao's angry eyes.
The setting sun left long traces on the ancient stone path, and the figure walking slowly was like a freeze-frame, deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts. It cannot be erased, nor is it willing to be erased.
That figure.
At the same time, many elders who were watching sighed and looked at Ye Shaohao, with disappointment in their eyes...
The afterglow of the setting sun enveloped the entire land, and the courtyard quietly flowed in the afterglow.
Aunt Feng's busy figure kept swaying in the courtyard, and Ye Shaohan walked slowly towards the courtyard.
The moment his eyes touched Aunt Feng, Ye Shaohan's cold face also showed a hint of softness.
In this huge Ye family, Aunt Feng has always been the only concern in my heart.
Later, Ye Shaohan noticed that he was covered in blood. In order to avoid Aunt Feng's worry, he did not go directly into the courtyard. Instead, he walked around behind the courtyard, kicked his feet slightly, and jumped into the room.
Ye Shaohan, who jumped into the room, didn't care about the blood all over his body and sat directly on the bed.
He held his hands on his chest with the marks of cultivation, his eyes were closed tightly, his breathing was steady, and the wind-attribute spiritual energy around him was rushing towards Ye Shaohan's body like a tide.
Ye Shaohan immediately felt cool all over his body, as if he was in the breeze. All the pores on his body seemed to be breathing fresh air, and his whole body felt extremely comfortable.
The entire courtyard always seemed extremely quiet, and no one came to disturb Ye Shaohan's practice.
Different from the courtyard where Ye Shaohan was, the entire Ye family seemed extremely lively. Apparently, word of the battle between Ye Shaohan and the old man just now had spread.
After this challenge, Ye Shaohan didn't know that his reputation in the hearts of Ye family disciples had soared, and he was vaguely able to keep pace with Ye Gaotong.