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The first thousand two hundred and eighty-fifth chapters are indeed menopause

"Looking for death, destroy him for me!"

Yan Chi laughed angrily and ordered the second-level guards of the Spirit Emperor beside him to take action boldly.

"Brother Ye, be careful, that's a master of the second level of the Spirit Emperor." Wu Wenyong watched a fast figure heading straight towards Ye Hao and couldn't help but hurriedly reminded him.

Ye Hao rushed over without saying a word.

Bang!

Everyone's eyes were dazzled when they saw Ye Hao pinching the neck of the Spirit Emperor's second-level guard and slamming it into a nearby wall, causing the entire wall to explode.

The guards of the second level of the Spirit Emperor looked at Ye Hao with fear on their faces, as if they had met a devil.

You must know that he has the strength of the second level Spirit Emperor, and yet this young man with a humble appearance in front of him can crush him at will. You can imagine how powerful he is.

"Ahem, spare me." The guard coughed blood from the corner of his mouth and was a little scared. His cultivation was hard-earned. If he died like this, it would be a big loss.

Ye Hao snorted coldly and used a little force with his palms. The guard's head tilted and he fell limply to the ground.

"Ding dong, congratulations to the host for gaining... experience points!"

Ye Hao turned around, and Yan Chiji, Wu Wenyong and others looked at him in shock, but their shock was different.

Yan Chiji and others were shocked by Ye Hao's strength. He could easily crush a strong man of the second level of the Spirit Emperor. There was a bit of fear in the shock.

Although Wu Wenyong was also shocked by Ye Hao's strength, his shock was mixed with more joy.

Bingyi, who was standing there, didn't feel the slightest surprise at all for some reason. Instead, he carefully observed Ye Hao's every move.

Yan Chiji pushed away the support beside him and said angrily: "You are good at beating, right? Well, then I will let you beat him enough today. Whoever can kill him, I will give you a big reward!"

Originally, everyone was afraid of Ye Hao's strength and did not dare to step forward, but after hearing Yan Chiji's words, they stepped forward one after another.

Since ancient times, wealth has always been sought in danger, and Ye Hao is only a second-level Spirit Emperor. With so many of us going together, we will definitely be able to kill that kid.

Ye Hao looked at the crowds of people and sneered: "A bunch of idiots!"

Afterwards, he was like a man in a deserted place and he fought wantonly among the guards. No one was his opponent. It didn't take long for those who thought about seeking wealth in danger to lie quietly in a pool of blood.

Ye Hao wiped his bloody hands and walked towards Yan Chiji, who was pale and trembling with a smile.

Yan Chiji looked at Ye Hao's gentle smile and felt an unspeakable fear in his heart.

Ye Hao waved to Yan Chiji, and Yan Chi screamed as if he saw a devil, turned around and ran away.

Ye Hao shook his head helplessly, quickly rushed behind Yan Chiji, grabbed Yan Chiji's head and slammed it to the ground.

Bang!

Yan Chiji's head hit the ground so hard that there were some cracks on the ground.

Yan Chiji, who had stars in his eyes and blood flowing from him, felt that half of his foot had already stepped into the gate of hell. He couldn't help but said in a panic: "You, please let me go, and I will give you whatever you want."

"Oh? Then if I want your life, will you give it to me?"

Yan Chi was struck by lightning and said hurriedly: "No, you can't kill me. If you kill me, my father will not let you go."

"How dare you threaten me!" Ye Hao sneered, grabbed Yan Chiji's head and knocked it hard on the ground, then threw him directly into the corner like a dead dog.

Ye Hao made a move with his right hand, and a long sword lying on the ground came into his hand consciously.

Yan Chiji huddled in the corner and said hastily: "You can't kill me, you can't kill me."

At this time, Yan Chiji didn't have the arrogance he had before. Ever since the guards around him fell one after another in front of him, his heart had sunk to the bottom, and he just wanted to live.

Ye Hao arrived in front of him, but before he could make any move, another figure came to Yan Chiji faster than him.

"Brother Ye, this Yan Chiji is not ready to die yet."

Ye Hao looked at Wu Wenyong's serious look and silently lowered the long sword he raised in his hand.

Yan Chiji laughed loudly when he saw this: "Hahaha, I just said, you can't kill me with the surname Ye, haha, you don't dare to kill me."

Before he finished speaking, a white light flashed through. Wu Wenyong was shocked, and then he felt relieved and smiled knowingly.

"Ah, it hurts!" Yan Chiji looked at the long sword stuck in his thigh, his face was pale, and he was sweating profusely. He held his trembling thighs with both hands, and his face became distorted again because of the pain.

Ye Hao looked at Yan Chi who had lost one of his legs and said calmly: "Don't think that because I can't kill you for the time being, I don't dare to do anything to you. I'm just giving you a lesson by crippled one of your legs. Remember, you still have one more thing to do to me."

Ring your head, don't let me see you again."

Afterwards, Ye Hao and the others left the alley, leaving Yan Chi sitting alone on the ground with hatred in his eyes.

Just as Ye Hao and the other three were leaving, a group of people entered the city.

That group of people was composed of two people with completely different identities, one was a rich man wearing a brocade, and the other was an old housekeeper with a stooped body.

One of the leaders, a wealthy man, wore a jade ring on his hand. He looked at the old servant beside him and asked, "Are you sure that kid has entered the city?"

"Yes, sir, we have been chasing him all the way. That boy must have entered the city."

"Isn't that right? You can find out if you just ask around?" One of the rich men carrying a guqin said at the side: "Lin Ying, that loser, sent us a message before he died, saying that the guy's name was Ye Sangao, and he seemed to be only

The cultivation level of the second-level Spirit Emperor is not inferior to that of the fourth-level Spirit Emperor, so we must not be careless."

"Hmph." A rich man with three ancient swords on his back said, "Whoever he is, if he dares to destroy the good things of our Yuelun Lin family, this person must die."

"That's right." A rich man holding a wine pot, and the last rich man among the crowd, raised his head and took a big sip of wine, and said slightly drunkenly: "Whoever he is, kill us Lin family members.

, He must die. Even if a member of our Lin family is a beast or a bastard, only we, the Lin family, are qualified to kill him at will, and other people are not worthy."

The stooped old housekeepers hurriedly lowered their heads, not daring to look at the four rich men in brocade clothes.

The rich man holding the jade finger stretched out and said, "That's right, Mr. Liu, I'll leave this matter to you. We brothers are going to have a good time. If you need anything, just send a message."

"yes."

The stooped old housekeepers hurriedly lowered their heads, not daring to look at the four rich men in brocade clothes.

The rich man holding the jade finger stretched out and said, "That's right, Mr. Liu, I'll leave this matter to you. We brothers are going to have a good time. If you need anything, just send a message."

"Yes." (To be continued)


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