"I'm so arrogant!" Minglang snorted coldly, and used a long stick with a promising wrist, pointed at Ye Haochuan from afar, and said, "Let's show your weapon!"

"Do you still need to use weapons?" Ye Haochuan chuckled and shouted loudly, "The Xuanwu Power Vein is open!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful aura surged out of his body and wrapped around him, with a terrifying momentum.

The guard beside him couldn't help but take a breath. He clearly felt that Ye Haochuan had not even reached half of this aura when he dealt with him just now.

"Where did this guy come out? He actually has such a powerful method?" The guard said in a lost voice.

The other guard couldn't help swallowing, but the next moment, when his eyes fell on the Nether Wolf, he suddenly showed a hint of disdain for Ye Haochuan.

"Hmph, no matter where it comes from, if you dare to fight the most mysterious Nether Wolf among the five geniuses, you will definitely be looking for death!"

"That's right. Although this Nether Wolf has not reached the Nascent Soul, I heard that he has slaughtered several Nascent Soul cultivators. Although this guy is not bad, he will definitely not be a Nether Wolf's opponent."

Speaking of this, he suddenly looked at Ye Haochuan with a resentful look on his face and said coldly: "It's better to be beaten to be disabled by the Nether Wolf. Let's see how arrogant he will be in the future!"

Seeing that Ye Haochuan was not going to use his weapon, Minglang immediately snorted coldly and put away the long stick.

"Vajra Seal!"

As he shouted lightly, the aura of the Nether Wolf instantly increased, and it collided with Ye Haochuan's aura, and it was not inferior at all.

"ha!"

A short and powerful shout ejaculated from the mouth of the Wolf. Before he finished speaking, his body had already shot out rapidly, with a very fast speed.

Ye Haochuan frowned. The Vajra Seal of the Nether Wolf seemed to be similar to his Xuanwu power vein, and they were all auxiliary techniques to enhance the ability of melee fighting.

This guy is really a strong enemy.

Ye Haochuan did not dare to be careless at all, but hedged against the past without showing any weakness.

Bang~bang~bang~bang~

In the blink of an eye, both sides had already attacked each other dozens of times.

"What kind of speed is this...?" The two guards were stunned. With their eyesight, they could not see clearly the attack methods of the two sides. They were completely two afterimages attacking each other.

Bang ~

After countless attacks, the two of them fists against each other, then took two steps back and opened the distance.

"Cool!"

Ye Haochuan suddenly roared happily.

Such simple melee fighting is considered by most monks as the idiotic battle, so it is difficult to see under normal circumstances.

But only those who have truly seen it can feel the pleasure and pleasure of being fist-to-heart.

This is the first time Ye Haochuan has encountered such an experience. But this time, he fell in love with this exciting and violent way of fighting.

On the other side, the dark wolf frowned slightly, as if he didn't expect that someone would be able to fight so many rounds in front of him who blessed the Vajra Seal.

But the next moment, he threw away all his doubts.

"Come on! Let's have a good fight!"

The two of them laughed almost in unison and fought again.

Above the city tower, several old men with crane hair and young faces looked at the battlefield here from afar, looking quite like watching a good show.

"The person in black is that little wolf?" The person who spoke was an old man wearing a black black suit.

"Yes, the sect leader, it's indeed that little guy!" An old man with a kind face in the late stage of Nascent Soul said respectfully.

This kind old man is Ji Song, the first deacon of the ancient martial arts sect, and has a second only to the sect leader in the ancient martial arts sect.

The other old man who could make him treat him respectfully was naturally the leader of the ancient martial arts sect, Ye Hao!

As a super master who saved Xuanmen from danger with Yang Sen a hundred years ago, Ye Haochuan's status in the entire Xuanmen was unshakable.

As for the other old men, any one of them can make Xuanmen shake up and down.

But in front of these two super big guys, these people were like students facing teachers and didn't dare to say anything more.

"If I remember it well, this little wolf is very good at fighting hand-to-hand. Even some late-stage masters of the Nascent Soul stage dare not fight him like this. What is the identity of the boy in white? He actually has such a method?" Ye Hao asked curiously.

Ji Song thought for a while, finally shook his head and said, "I don't know, this little guy seems to have never seen him before!"

"Oh?" Ye Hao said with interest as if he had heard a century-old strange story, "Even the butler of our ancient martial arts sect has never seen him. Could it be that he came out of thin air?"

Not only him, but also the other old men looked at Ji Song with surprise.

This first deacon of the ancient martial arts sect, who controls almost all directions of the ancient martial arts sect, knows everything about the entire Xuanmen. It can be said that Bai Xiaosheng of the Xuanmen.

But unexpectedly, a little guy who suddenly appeared today stumped him.

Ji Song smiled indifferently and said, "I am just familiar with the senior management of Xuanmen. How could I know all the hundreds of thousands of people in Xuanmen?"

After saying that, he paused and then continued, "By the way, I heard that three holy peaks in the Four Saint Ridge of the Imperial Capital have been climbed to the top. Since this little guy uses the Xuanwu Power Vein, he must be the one who has inherited it!"

Only then did the others realize that when the inheritance of the Four Saint Ridge was taken away, they had already fought here, and it was normal for Ji Song to have no time to investigate Ye Haochuan.

Ye Hao smiled when he heard this, then he seemed to suddenly think of something, patted Ji Song's shoulder and smiled: "I heard that the inheritance of the Four Saint Ridge was originally from your two little tigers, but it was taken away by this guy. It's really hateful! Why don't you catch him and let him..."

Ye Hao had not finished speaking, but Ji Song suddenly interrupted: "The sect leader was joking. The ancient heritage was passed down, and those with ability were there. The two little guys in my family did not get it because they were not talented, so no wonder others."

"If I take my anger on this young man because of this incident, my Ji family will look stingy!"

Ye Hao laughed and praised: "Deacon Ji is indeed a lot of adults, that kid is very lucky!"

Ji Song refused to comment, and the expression on his face did not change at all.

"I don't know how the owner Yang's injury is. I'm going to visit him. I wonder if everyone is willing to go with me?" I wonder if I'm tired of watching the battle outside, Ye Haochuan suddenly smiled.

"The owner of the Pavilion Yang sneaked into the tiger's den alone for the sake of the Xuanmen. It's really a role model for me, so we will naturally go!"

Ji Song said slowly: "The sect leader doesn't have to worry. I just heard that the Tu family has already developed the antidote. I believe that Master Yang is no longer worried at this moment..."

As he spoke, the crowd walked slowly and turned and went downstairs.

But at the last moment, Ji Song glanced back at Ye Haochuan, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

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Chapter completed!