Ye Tianhe shouted, the giant sword was stopped by Ye Qiu's fist, and the explosion made his body shake, and blood in his mouth rushes wildly, and people flew out like a kite with broken strings.

Ye Qiu stood proudly like a king, looking down at all directions, with blood rays all over his body, and countless monsters hovered outside, making an illusory and confused scene of thousands of beasts ringing together, shocking the ten directions!

Ye Tianhe screamed and fell to the ground, his old face was full of vicissitudes, and he roared unwillingly, which made him unable to accept.

He tried his best to spend his life and used the strongest attack just to kill Ye Qiu and kill this traitorous person. Who would have thought that he would fail in the end?

Ye Qiu looked at the Ye Family Ancestral Hall. It was the Ye Family’s ancestral land. Other houses were broken, but this place was always intact.

Ye Qiu bounced his fingers, and an arc-shaped sword light descended from the sky and slashed towards Ye Tianhe.

Ye Qiu was testing the reaction in the ancestral hall to see if anyone would come forward.

Just as the arc-shaped sword light approached Ye Tianhe, a sword energy shot out from the ancestral hall and instantly shattered the sword light.

The next second, a figure appeared in the open space outside the ancestral hall. It was a white-haired man with a handsome face, but he was no longer young.

"The Ye family's ancestral land cannot be offended, and those who are disrespectful will not be merciless."

Ye Qiu fell from the sky and landed three feet away. He looked at the man coldly and said indifferently: "I want to cut off the past in my memory, erase the wounds in my heart in the past, and let this place perish from now on."

The white-haired man shouted, "Bold! You are also a descendant of the Ye family, how can you do this traitorous thing?"

Ye Qiu said: "The beauty of a gentleman is killed for five generations. I was once a descendant of the Ye family, so I should cut off the past."

The white-haired man glared at Ye Qiu and said coldly: "A person with great rebellion should be killed."

Ye Qiu said indifferently: "You are in the fifth level of Kongming. You can't kill me. Call out all the people inside."

The white-haired man snorted: "You dare to be so arrogant as a mere level of Kongming. If you can defeat them, you are of course your strength, but if you meet a strong man in the level of Kongming's fifth level of Kongming, you will definitely lose."

Ye Qiu mocked, "Is that so? In front of you, I want to kill him is easier than killing a bitch, do you believe it?"

The white-haired man said angrily: "I'm talking nonsense, how can I allow you to be presumptuous in front of me?"

Ye Qiu sneered: "Then let's try it."

The words were still in his ears. Ye Tianhe on the ground suddenly let out a shrill scream, his eyebrows cracked, his sea of ​​consciousness was penetrated, his soul was shattered, he fell to the ground and twitched a few times before he died.

The white-haired man was so angry that he felt all over his body, and he said angrily: "Ye Qiu, you...you..."

Ye Qiu said indifferently: "I'm standing in front of you. Have you seen clearly how I killed him?"

The white-haired man was furious, but he couldn't respond because he really didn't know how Ye Qiu killed Ye Tianhe.

That was a mental attack, and this could not be hidden from the eyes of the white-haired old man, but he didn't know what kind of magical powers it was.

"I will punish you if you act boldly and kill people at will."

A spiritual sword burst out from the white-haired man's eyes. Invisible mental oppression came in an instant. As soon as he approached Ye Qiu's eyebrows automatically collapsed, and he could not hurt him at all.

The white-haired man was shocked and realized something in an instant.

"I didn't expect that you had such cultivation in your spiritual level. No wonder you dared to come here to act wildly."

Ye Qiu said indifferently: "It's getting late, let them all come out. If you choose to leave, I will let him go, choose the opponent of me, and I will accompany you to the end."

The white-haired man snorted: "Don't be arrogant, you can't pass this level of my ability."

With a wave of his left hand, a ray of light shot out from the white-haired man's hand, turning into a ribbon in the wind, and quickly wrapped it towards Ye Qiu.

It is a magic weapon, with the power of binding and binding, and is generally used to take people.

Ye Qiu's eyes moved slightly, and the divine thought waves penetrated into the air instantly analyzed the level and function of this magic weapon. The sword aura of his fingertips soared in the storm and slashed on the ribbon.

The ribbon was flashing with a green light, and it was sunk under the impact of the sword, but it was not hurt at all.

The white-haired man sneered: "It's useless, you can't cut it."

"Is that true? Then you're optimistic."

Ye Qiu bounced his left hand and the light at his fingertips bloomed, turning into a blade as thin as a cicada's wing, slashing on the ribbon with a bang.

At that moment, the green ribbon was split into two, and the runes on the surface shattered in an instant, and a magic weapon was directly shattered by Ye Qiu.

This was Ye Qiu's use of the blow of the flame of life to burn everything with the purest flame, turning into a blade to cut off the soft ribbon.

The white-haired man's face changed in surprise and blurted out: "You...you...should be killed."

With one step forward, the white-haired man arrived in front of Ye Qiu. The speed made Ye Qiu narrow his eyes slightly, his shoulders sway, and his whole person shot out slanted, trying to distance him from each other.

The white-haired man followed like a shadow, allowing Ye Qiu to dodge like this, always keeping a six-foot distance from him. His right hand slowly lifted up, and there were runes gathering at his fingertips.

Suddenly, Ye Qiu's figure disappeared without any signs, which surprised the white-haired man and ejected himself, barely avoiding the blow Ye Qiu made from behind.

Then, the white-haired man quickly dodged, and Ye Qiu followed like a shadow. The situation between the two reversed, and the white-haired man was so angry that he yelled.

He, a master at the fifth level of Kong Ming, was chased by a young boy and fled everywhere. This was simply unacceptable.

With a roar, the void outside the white-haired man suddenly confines Ye Qiu, who is chasing him in mid-air.

"Boy, die."

A trace of murderous aura appeared in the eyes of the white-haired man, and a flying sword shot out from his body, releasing a violent shocking sword energy, crushing all things in the void, and instantly hit Ye Qiu's chest, trying to penetrate his body and force him into a dead end.

Ye Qiu's body could not move, but a black lotus appeared on the middle of his eyebrows. The evil and strange black flower merged into the Lingxixin Sword and turned into a black sword energy visible to the naked eye, and appeared on the eyebrows of the white-haired man.

"You are too young to attack me."

The white-haired man was prepared for a long time, and a spiritual vortex appeared on his eyebrows, directly swallowing the black sword energy he received.

The flying sword cut the void and hit Ye Qiu's heart the moment he could move.

Ye Qiu's sword eyebrows frowned slightly, revealing a look of pain. The runes in his right hand gathered, and there was a strange phenomenon of thousands of beasts rushing. His five fingers turned into iron claws and actually grabbed the flying sword of the white-haired man.

"Silly, my flying sword is a spiritual weapon, how can I catch it with my hands?"

The white-haired man laughed, and Ye Xing was shocked when he heard this and screamed.

Ye Qiu's mouth raised slightly, and the cruel and sinister smile made the white-haired person feel unhappy.

The next moment, the white-haired man suddenly realized something was wrong. His sword clearly hit his heart, so how could he not pass through his body?

Seeing the white-haired man's eyes flashing with surprise, Ye Qiuyin smiled and said, "It's only now that it's too late."

As soon as these words came out, the spiritual vortex at the center of the white-haired man's eyebrows suddenly cracked, blood overflowed from his eyebrows, his eyes changed drastically, and he let out a roar of shock.

At the same time, Ye Qiu used his five fingers with his right hand, and the flying sword of the white-haired man was slashed. It was a spiritual weapon, which was integrated with the white-haired man and had bloodlines.

The shattering of the flying sword caused the white-haired man to be seriously injured and was backfired. Blood splattered in his mouth and fell dozens of feet away with pain.

Ye Qiu made a counterattack in an instant, unexpectedly, this was something that the white-haired man had never thought of, but Ye Qiu had foresaw long ago.

The so-called battle of wits and courage to defeat an enemy does not necessarily have to attack with brute force every time. Occasionally, you can also use tactics to attack without any surprises. That is the best thing.

Ye Xing looked at his son, and his repeated shocks had already made him not know what to say.

Ye Qiu looked back at his father, but there was an inexplicable sadness in his eyes.

I am kind, but I can understand how hard I am?

Turning his head, Ye Qiu looked at the Ye Family Ancestral Hall, bounced his right hand with a bent finger, and a wisp of knife swelled in the storm and slashed towards the ancestral hall.

Ye Qiu took the initiative to advance, and with unswerving determination, he went all the way along the goal in his heart.

The ancestral hall is a symbol of the Ye family's ancestral land, but it is also a landmark that Ye Qiu can't get rid of. He wants to destroy it to liberate his soul.

The sword was bright and bright. When approaching the ancestral hall, the temple suddenly shone brightly and released a strange wave, stopping Ye Qiu's sword, making him unable to cut it down.

Ye Qiu turned his right hand with a turn, and the sword slashed at the white-haired man not far away. The elegance in the understatement was revealed but the terrifying feeling was heartbreaking.

The white-haired man roared angrily, and he was seriously injured and ejected. He wanted to avoid Ye Qiu's sword, but who could not do it.

The sword energy turned into a bird in mid-air, and it turned with its momentum, spreading its wings, and the void was burning like a phoenix's nirvana. It hit the white-haired man with a bang.

The crackling sound of flames lingered on the white-haired man, and the shrill screams echoed around the valley.

The gate of the ancestral hall opened, and a green light fell on the white-haired man, extinguishing the flames on his body, but unfortunately he was unable to save him.

Ye Qiu was carrying his left hand, standing there coldly, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

The ancestral hall was shaking, with blood-colored runes appearing, and a Taoist sound came out. Two people walked out of the door, four of them on the left and right. An old man with white hair came in the middle, and a powerful fluctuation was released on his body, which made the void quiet in an instant.

Ye Qiu frowned slightly and stared at the white-haired old man with a serious expression.

Ye Xing's face changed drastically. His son Ye Qiu didn't know this person, but Ye Xing knew this person because he had seen a portrait of this person when he was young and knew that he was Ye Tianliang, the ancestor of the Ye family.

The Ye family originated from him and then grew stronger, thus creating the current prosperous scene.

Although the Ye family only ranked eighth in Sanye City, it has been thousands of years before it has such a foundation, which is considered to have a stable development and hard-earned success.

The eight people who pioneered the Taoist priest Ye Tianliang, the ancestor of the Ye family, were masters of the Ye family who guarded the ancestral hall. They had different seniority, but they were all powerful people in the Kongming realm.
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