Tuntian swept away the fruits on the table and burped.
Ye Hao rolled his eyes at him and said, "You are still in the mood to eat. Didn't you hear that my master is in trouble?"
Tuntian lay lazily on the table and said lazily: "I don't know if your master is in trouble, but you are indeed in trouble."
"What's the meaning?"
At this time, Ye Hao noticed from the corner of his eye that there was a young man in white standing beside him. The man was probably more than a hundred steps away from him.
"When did this person appear? Why didn't I hear any sound? Didn't I feel his breath?" Ye Hao kept asking himself.
"Your surname is Ye?" The young man greeted Ye Hao.
Ye Hao was confused and asked: "Who are you? When did you appear?"
The young man seemed a little impatient and asked: "Actually, I hate people asking me questions. Let me ask you a question. Is your surname Ye? Who are you, Old Man Ye?"
"Brother, you have two questions." Ye Hao stretched out his hand and smiled bitterly.
"Noisy."
The young man snorted coldly, and an unsheathed sword appeared in his right hand. With a slight wave, a white sword light went straight to Ye Hao.
Ye Hao felt a palpitation in his heart when facing the sword light. He grabbed Tuntian who was lying on the stone table and ran away.
boom!
The stone table was ruthlessly divided into two halves by the sword light.
"Wow, if you want to run away, run away yourself. Why are you taking me with you? His target is you, not me." Tuntian said with great reluctance.
"Nonsense." Ye Hao hugged Tun Tian tighter and said, "That guy is obviously coming with bad intentions and is very powerful. If I don't take you with me, I don't know how I will die later."
"snort."
With a cold snort, a figure dressed in white appeared and whipped his leg straight towards Ye Hao's door.
Ye Hao stepped back, distanced himself, and said: "Brother, if you have something to say, please speak it carefully. Don't make any move. My surname is Ye, but I don't know who the old man you are talking about is Ye."
"The last name is Ye, and I will help you remember it slowly." The young man sneered, and slowly approached: "By the way, based on my true age, I can be your grandfather."
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"What? Old monster! This is it!" Ye Hao exclaimed and asked, "What kind of cultivation is this old monster Tuntian?"
Tun Tian glanced at it casually and said: "It's just the eighth level of the Spirit Emperor, not even the Heavenly Emperor."
"Oh, that's even more powerful than me, a first-level Spirit Emperor." Ye Hao dodged and hid in the bamboo forest not far away.
It was the young man who was the ancestor of the Lin family who chased into the bamboo forest and said with a smile: "Stop hiding. I have been waiting for this opportunity for many days. You can't run away."
"I didn't dare to come out when that guy Gu Sheng was around. Who asked him to have a guard from the eighth level of the Spirit Emperor beside him?"
"But today he and the guard left the city, so no one can save you, so stop struggling."
Suddenly, the ancestor of the Lin family looked directly in front of him, and saw a man rushing towards him with a fiery red sword.
"Tsk, tsk, you are not overestimating your own capabilities." The ancestor of the Lin family glanced disdainfully, swung his sword, and a white sword light directly knocked the figure away.
The next second, a man with silver-white skin suddenly appeared in front of him and punched forward.
The ancestor of the Lin family stretched out his left hand and blocked it casually.
boom!
The white figure stepped back dozens of steps, and the ancestor of the Lin family took a step back.
He looked at the man with silver-white skin and smiled and said: "I didn't expect that you could repel me with only the first level of Spirit Emperor. Although you only took one step back, it's still amazing."
Ye Hao clenched his hands into fists, looked at the ancestor of the Lin family who was standing casually, roared and rushed forward again.
Tuntian is right. Even if he is the eighth level of the Ling Emperor, it doesn't matter if his strength is much different. It will take a dozen fights to realize the gap between himself and the high-level Ling Emperor. If he is timid before fighting, it will be a shame for him.
This is the set of Holy King Kung Fu.
The ancestor of the Lin family's pupils shrank because he only caught a few afterimages in the air and did not discover where Ye Hao's true body was.
"What kind of skill is this? It's interesting."
Behind him, the ancestor of the Lin family showed an opening, and Ye Hao's right fist rolled with spiritual power and swung down hard.
The ancestor of the Lin family smiled at the corner of his mouth, showing a smile of success. He inserted the unsheathed sword into the soil. A huge unsheathed sword made of golden spiritual power suddenly fell from the sky and hit Ye Hao heavily.
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boom!
The terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations caused attracted all the surrounding guards.
The ancestor of the Lin family looked at Ye Hao, who was lying in the dirt, his skin having returned to normal. The sneer on his lips became even worse, and he said with a smile: "I told you a long time ago, stop struggling, it's useless, why don't you believe it?"
"Ahem." Ye Hao coughed lightly, looked at the huge figure of the monster quietly appearing behind the ancestor of the Lin family, grinned, and said with a smile: "Really?"
The ancestor of the Lin family felt a cold feeling on his back, and his clothes were soaked with cold sweat. He felt like he was being targeted by a huge creature.
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Lishan City, underground auction venue.
The bull-headed horse-faced man stood at the door of the room at the end of the passage with great anxiety. Suddenly, the door of the room was opened, and a young man less than one meter tall wearing yellow brocade clothes walked out.
This was the first time this adult had appeared, so the two of them were very cautious.
"See my lord!"
"Get up."
The somewhat short young man walked to the auction stage, looked at the empty auditorium, and asked softly: "How's it going?"
Niutou came closer and said: "Back to my lord, according to the information we have received, it is probably the Xianyun Pavilion in Yuwen Mansion."
"Yeah." The man responded lightly and said, "Actually, I have guessed it a long time ago."
At this time, the man's expression suddenly changed. He looked in the direction of the Tianyuan Empire and thought to himself: "That guy did come out after all. Forget it, I won't get involved in this matter and leave it to others."
Immediately afterwards, the man in yellow brocade clothes said: "By the way, the tomb of Emperor Xingyue is about to appear. It has been mentioned above that we must get this Xingyue Transformation. Let us inform you so that everyone can prepare."
"clear."
Ma Mian hesitated for a moment, then asked: "What about Yuwen Mansion?"
The young man waved his hand and said: "I will go there personally, so you don't have to worry about it. Just do your own thing."
"yes."
The two people retreated, leaving only the young man standing on the auction stage.
He glanced at the auction table and suddenly said to himself: "I finally escaped from that home, but I was captured and brought back. I don't know how you are doing after you go back."
Then he sighed softly and said: "Alas, the tomb of Emperor Xingyue has appeared, and this ancient demonic realm that has finally settled down will probably start another bloody storm." (To be continued)