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The middle-aged man obviously did not expect this mysterious youth in the mask tone.

He followed Han Yun into the Blood Spirit Secret Realm for a long time, and this was the first time he heard someone really talk to him.

These days, no one around him has clinged to him.

Whenever they step out of this gate, those genius disciples of Kunlunxu will send spiritual treasures and praise them with kind words.

But today's tit-for-tat is the first time.

"You don't know me"

The middle-aged man is very interesting.

Before Ye Chen could speak, Ye Luoer straightened her chest and inserted her waist and said, "What are you, why does Mr. Ye want to know you?"

"Mr. Ye"

The middle-aged man frowned. He also knew some genius brothers, but there were very few of them with the surname Ye.

His spiritual consciousness was released just now, and he also knew that so many people present seemed not very friendly to this masked young man.

Is it really a casual cultivator

You should know that in the past few days, there have been casual cultivators coming here, but the final result is the same.

These people were either ruthlessly humiliated or fell here.

The cruelty of martial arts has always been like this.

If you are not strong enough and openly challenge your authority, you will only die in the end.

However, he could not crush the cultivator, as this was too much of his identity.

The middle-aged man glanced at Ye Chen, then stretched out his hand, pointed to Hou Yong, who was seriously injured, and said, "Boy, I don't want to do anything too much. You wipe off the blood from the door and apologize to the injured person. I can pretend that this has not happened."

Hou Yong opened his eyes in a daze. He naturally heard the middle-aged man talking for him, and his eyes were delighted. Although he was hurt too much and embarrassed now, the middle-aged man here meant that he was invincible here.

Ye Shitian wearing a mask wanted to touch him, it was impossible for him to touch him.

He stood up with difficulty regardless of the pain in his body's tearing and said to the middle-aged man, "Thank you for your actions, Hou Yong is very grateful."

The middle-aged man ignored it at all, and Hou Yong felt embarrassed and couldn't get out of the way.

His eyes could only shoot at Ye Chen, and his anger burst out, "Little beast, you are just a casual cultivator. Even though you are very strong, you dare to disrespect your seniors. Do you know what the origin of this senior is, and he is an existence you can never afford to offend."

Ye Chen glanced at Hou Yong, and he could feel the murderous intent in the other party's eyes.

No matter what, he must deal with this kind of garbage today.

It is his usual practice to kill all threats in the cradle.

He took a step forward, blocked Ye Luoer, and then looked at the middle-aged man, saying word by word, "You want to protect him."

The middle-aged man nodded, "No matter whether you are a casual cultivator or a top sect, you must abide by the rules of the Blood Spirit Secret Realm when you arrive at the Blood Spirit Secret Realm. No one is qualified to disturb Senior Han's mansion.

You should be glad that Senior Han is in seclusion. If it were normal, you, including everyone here, have become cold corpses."

"If I'm here today, I won't allow you to kill anyone."

Hou Yong also sneered, as if he was in charge of everything. "Ye Shitian, I know the rumors about Kunlunxu are very strong, but you really feel that you are still qualified to speak here."

"I advise you"

Before Hou Yong finished speaking, Ye Chen's indifferent voice exploded like thunder.

"Noisy"

"The person I, Ye Shitian, want to kill, has never been qualified to stand."

In this way, the middle-aged man, Hou Yong, and even everyone's faces changed drastically.

After saying so clearly, this guy actually wants to do something

The middle-aged man also discovered Ye Chen's raising hand, his eyes shrank, and a long sword was instantly sacred from his hand.

The long sword carried a cold stream of light, as if it was traveling through time and space, towards Ye Chen.

"Boy, I'm so brave, I dare to disobey my wishes."

The middle-aged man was completely angry

He disdained to attack Ye Chen, but this kid actually challenged his bottom line again and again

No matter what, Hou Yong, he must protect him today.

Ye Chen naturally felt the cold light swallowing. His eyes condensed, and the Jiuyou Sky Killing Spear was directly held in the heart of his hand.

He stabbed towards the long sword without any warning.

"bite"

The two forces collided directly in the air, causing violent sparks.

The middle-aged man felt the endless demonic energy as if he had swallowed his sword. At this moment, his face changed drastically

He even exclaimed "The Demon Clan"

"You are actually a demon clan"

Immediately, the middle-aged man put away his contempt, and the spiritual sword in his hand turned violently. A blood-red light surrounded the sword body, like lightning that tore the night, slashing towards Ye Chen's head.

In his eyes, the demons must not be kept

Otherwise, there will be endless troubles

Seeing that the sword was about to be cut off, Hou Yong's eyes, who was injured in the distance, were extremely excited.

He wished Ye Shitian died

"Little beast, even if you have a great reputation among the many sects of Kunlunxu, then so why is this in the Blood Spirit Secret Realm, strength is the only rule. If you offend your senior, you are simply seeking death."

Ye Luoer also felt the strength of the middle-aged man. She didn't want something to happen to Ye Chen, and exclaimed, "Mr. Ye, be careful."

Ye Chen nodded, his five fingers opened, and the Jiuyou Sky-killing Spear was twisted instantly, and it was like a spiritual snake entangled the middle-aged man's sword.

The powerful sword force was instantly swallowed by the demonic energy around the Jiuyou Tianshen Gun.

Stalemate

The middle-aged man then discovered the strangeness of the Jiuyou Sky-killing Spear in Ye Chen's hand.

"What kind of weapon is this? It can transform at will?"

"Did it come from ancient times?"

Before the words were finished, a silver needle appeared on Ye Chen's other empty hand

"What kind of weapon is on my hand? You don't need your attention."

"The only thing you have to do is watch me kill the person you want to protect"

"No one can survive safely if I, Ye Shitian, want to kill."

After the speech fell, the silver needle in Ye Chen's hand shot out directly.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man's pupils shrank to the extreme

His Daoyuan Realm's momentum rose to its peak. He wanted to use his energy to block everything, but found that he was not qualified at all.

The silver needle stroked his hand, and the spiritual energy around the world seemed to be absorbed by the silver needle.

The silver needle expanded instantly, and turned into a spear, breaking through the void

Come to Hou Yong

The powerful energy shook the middle-aged man several steps on the spot, and his expression became more and more ferocious.

I exclaimed again, "The art of the medicine of the god of medicine, this kid is actually proficient in the art of the god of medicine."

Hou Yong in the distance naturally felt the spear turned into a silver needle appear in front of him, and his expression was almost terrified.

It's already seriously injured, and it's impossible to hide now

He could only watch the god of death appear before him
Chapter completed!