Chapter 10

All the 18-year-old young generation of the Ye family gathered around, and ye chenmeng stretched out his hand to grab the spirit God parrot.

"Roll!" ye QingHan drank coldly, and his whole body exuded a cold breath. His eyes were full of the will to collapse the sky. He looked down at the people, and the heavy madness in his hands swept away, and the knife Qi rushed to the four directions.

"Oh, sleeping trough NIMA..."

"You waste dare to hit us!"

"I'll kill you today, you loser!"

Ye Conghu and others fled in embarrassment. A bloody wound appeared on ye chenmeng's hand. They became angry with shame, but they didn't know that ye QingHan had been merciful. They opened their mouth to curse and scream constantly.

Ye QingHan doesn't want to kill people now, and doesn't want to break with the Ye family formally. His strength is not enough. He can only endure all humiliation first. His eyes look colder and colder. There is a limit to his patience.

"Don't provoke me! I'm not ye's family. If you dare to offend me again, I'll kill you!" said Ye QingHan coldly.

"Hehe... Are your wings hard? It's not the Ye family! Well, even if I kill you today, I won't be the same clan and hurt each other." ye Conghu sneered.

Ye QingHan didn't care. He turned and walked towards the center of the town with a rabbit of hundreds of kilograms on his back, leaving everyone with a proud back.

Ye Conghu and others were furious. Unexpectedly, ye QingHan despised himself so much that he threw his back to the public.

"Death! Hundred steps to break the tiger fist!"

Ye Conghu's green tendons burst, and his fist blew out 600 or 700 kilograms of power. It was obvious that it had killed ye QingHan. His powerful fist was as powerful as bamboo, and rushed to his back in the twinkling of an eye.

"Kill this beast and leave the parrot." ye chenmeng shouted.

Ye QingHan felt the strong wind blowing his clothes behind him, as if he had eyes behind him. He suddenly turned around and hit ye Conghu's hundred step broken tiger fist with his fist.

Boom

His fists collided with the sand and stone, and ye QingHan didn't move, but ye Conghu's fist burst with blood, and his body was like a broken kite.

"Ah..." ye Conghu screamed, feeling that his fist seemed to hit a red soldering iron. He was in pain. He retreated five or six meters in a row and sat down on the ground. The resentment and anger in his eyes were self-evident.

"How could it be? How could this waste have such a powerful power? I was defeated by waste!" ye Conghu whispered, looking at his fist strangely. The blood on it and the stinging pain made him wake up.

Ye chenmeng and others are also stunned. Ye QingHan is a famous waste. He has no strength to bind the chicken. Unexpectedly, he beat ye Conghu back with a fist, but he didn't move!

Ye QingHan's hair danced and his clothes made a noise. He looked at ye Conghu faintly and turned away.

"A group of waste! Dare to fight against the great master, and when the divine bird recovers its strength and flattens you mortals!" the spirit Eating God parrot turned his head and sneered.

"You..." ye chenmeng was so angry that he wanted to rob again. He was afraid of Ye QingHan, so he had to stamp his feet.

"Go to hell!" ye Conghu jumped up from the ground and drew his sword to stab ye QingHan's back.

Whew

The cold sword is threatening. The sword is as powerful as a rainbow. Ye Conghu has always been a genius of the Ye family. The basic swordsmanship of the Ye family has been cultivated to the sixth level. No one is comparable to him except ye Changlong, a genius of the Ye family.

The sword Qi was piercing. Ye QingHan's eyebrows were clustered. He turned indifferently, and a knife stood on his chest, just blocking the cold sword. The sharp voice pierced into his ears, which was unbearable.

"Ah... It's so noisy!"

The spirit eating parrot waved its wings to protect its ears, but it still couldn't stop the noise from entering its ears.

Miso

Ye Conghu was defeated again, took a few steps back, and his face was pale. He was extremely unwilling to look at ye QingHan. He was extremely confused in his eyes. He didn't understand why ye QingHan suddenly became so powerful and could easily defeat himself.

"People like you can be crushed to death by waving a finger. It's not because I'm afraid of you or the Ye family that I don't do it. It's because I don't want to kill for the time being, and you don't deserve me to kill. Don't provoke me, or even the whole Wanshan town can't protect you. Ye QingHan despises it, and the corners of his mouth rise slightly. It seems arrogant to outsiders, But everything he said was true.

Ye QingHan is about to leave. Suddenly, several people appear again, making his pupils shrink slightly. The killing opportunity in his eyes is self-evident.

"Wang Hao, Wang Xiaoyun, Xu Ziqing, Xu Zimeng..." in ye QingHan's mind, he recalled the scene when the former Lord was killed. It was their hands with those people of the Ye family who killed the former Lord Ye QingHan alive. He happened to occupy this body.

"Oh, isn't this a waste? You survived the disaster. Now you yelled at brother Conghu. Didn't you eat any immortal treasure?" Wang Hao looked at ye QingHan with a playful face, and the sarcasm in his eyes was very obvious.

"Maybe the Ye family is too useless? This waste can beat ye Conghu back so far. I don't know what he is like?"

Xu Zimeng looks pretty, but his words are very vicious. A word almost killed ye Conghu.

"Yes, I really don't know how his body refining quadruple came from? It won't be boasted by the Ye family?" Wang Xiaoyun said sarcastically, holding Xu Zimeng's arm.

"Poof..."

Ye Conghu himself suffered an internal injury. Stimulated by this sentence, he vomited blood, turned pale and lost his color.

Ye QingHan noticed that ye Conghu didn't resent them after being ridiculed by these people. He looked more resentful in his eyes and couldn't help laughing. This fool who can't help the mud to the wall is not worth his anger. He turned and left.

"Stop! Waste, have I allowed you to go?" Xu Zimeng flashed, appeared in front of Ye QingHan, and asked arrogantly.

Ye QingHan's face running day and night is all dirt and dust, and her handsome face is only embarrassed at the moment. Xu Zimeng thought ye QingHan was the waste she bullied, and he had no intention of preventing ye QingHan at all.

Pa

A loud slap rang through the gate of the Ye family. Xu Zimeng's body rotated several times before stopping. Then his facial features became a steamed stuffed bun face, which was swollen in an instant.

Ye QingHan didn't reply. He walked directly from Xu Zimeng, as if the slap wasn't from him at all, but they only heard a slap in the face, but didn't see that it was ye QingHan's hand.

Xu Zimeng was stunned. His face was hot, and his edema became more and more obvious. Finally, he lost his pain directly.

When ye QingHan stepped over her for a few breaths, Xu Zimeng reacted and immediately screamed and roared, "ah!! you dare to hit me!"

Xu Ziqing was immediately unhappy. Xu Zimeng was his own sister, and Wang Hao was also angry. After all, Xu Zimeng was his fiancee in name.

"Go! Kill this waste."

Xu Ziqing and Wang Hao looked at each other and stabbed ye QingHan in the back with a sword. The sword Qi was vertical and horizontal, and the light and shadow flickered. They were the best in the young generation.

One left and one right, originally thought that killing ye QingHan was just easy, but suddenly their pupils contracted because they lost the trace of Ye QingHan.

Bang Bang

The dull sound that hit the body came out, especially clear. Ye QingHan's speed was fast to the extreme. He punched, whipped his legs, and matched his strength with genuine Qi. There was at least 800 kilograms of strength, and a bear should be knocked unconscious.

"Poof... Ah..."

Xu Ziqing and Wang Hao screamed, their bodies fell to the ground and twisted. They felt that there were knives stabbing in their bodies, and their faces were pale, but ye QingHan didn't want to stop, so he stepped on them at their ankles.

Click

The ankle was very fragile. Coupled with the strength of Ye QingHan, the two strong young people suddenly had a comminuted fracture. They didn't even have a chance to scream. They looked pale and fainted directly.

The speed is too fast. I don't know how ye QingHan beat down the two young generation of four heavy body refining at the same time. What's more, they are old four heavy body refining. They are far superior to ye QingHan in both strength and height.

Xu Zimeng was silent. He whispered at ye QingHan. His face was swollen like a big steamed stuffed bun. Wang Xiaoyun didn't dare to speak. Looking at the cold boy in front of him, where was the waste that was beaten the day before yesterday.

"Still want to fight?" ye QingHan glanced at the crowd and asked faintly.

Xu Zimeng screamed and ran away. He didn't even want his brother and his fiance. He was afraid that ye QingHan would beat himself in this way.

Wang Xiaoyun's legs trembled, but he didn't have the courage to run. His arrogance in the past became a laughing stock.

Ye Conghu and others took a breath of cold air and dared not be arrogant any more. There was a sense of horror in their pupils.

The screams at the gate of the Ye family and the screams of women attracted a large number of people in the center of the town. The experts of the Ye family were also shocked. Finally, even the Xu family and the Wang family came.

"Sixth uncle! You have to decide for me, sobbing..." Xu Zimeng met Xu Yining, the deacon of the Xu family, and burst into tears.

"Fuck! Who's fighting? Even my Xu family dare to fight. Are you tired of living?" Xu Yining doesn't ask the reason. The fierce light flickers in his eyes. It can be seen that the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked. There will be younger people like Xu Zimeng and Xu Ziqing.

"It's ye QingHan, the waste of the Ye family. He doesn't know what evil and evil Kung Fu he used to knock down my brother Ziqing and brother Wang Hao. He's not satisfied. He cruelly crushed their ankles." Xu Zimeng avoided the importance and cried.

"Come with me! I want to see how strong this waste is!" Xu Yining showed a murderous opportunity in his eyes. Maybe he can fight with the Xu family this time. The Ye family can't get up.

The gate of Ye's family is full of people. They surround ye QingHan in the center. They all look bad. Some people are just watching the excitement. They have no pity for ye QingHan, but have the meaning of ridicule.

"When did this loser have such courage? He dared to beat the legitimate disciples of the Ye family, the Wang family and the Xu family at the same time. Today, I think he will die." a middle-aged man showed a touch of ridicule at the corners of his mouth, looked at ye QingHan and made no secret of his attitude.

"Hey, hey... They are all three people. What we see is that these people bully the weak every day. They are all things that dogs can't change to eat and shit. It's best for both sides to lose." a man lowered his voice and couldn't tell who was talking, but let everyone listen clearly.