A sharp voice suddenly sounded, coming from the person who kicked down the door. It was very harsh.
The person who comes here has Bao Gong’s skin color and Da Lang’s height...that’s all!
He still has goldfish eyes, an upturned nose, splayed eyebrows, and a little bow-legged...
Even after it was burned to ashes, Ye Yun recognized that it was Zou Gou, Wang Ba's henchman, a dog slave who relied on human power.
Ye Yun suspected that the triangular scar on his father's head was caused by Zou Gou's unique weapon.
Perhaps because "birds of a feather flock together, people flock together", behind Zou Gou were five followers whose looks could be described as "crooked melons and cracked jujubes".
"How can you guys just break into the important place of the Prince of War's palace?"
Looking at Zou Gou and a few followers who suddenly barged in, Ye Wuya pretended to be blocking their way and spoke with a serious expression.
However, these words were interrupted by Zou Gou: "The important place of the Zhan Prince's Palace? Hahaha, it's so ridiculous. You big loser, do you think it was ten years ago? Wake up, accompanied by that domineering old man Ye Zhan
He died in the Doomsday Forest, and now the Zhanwang Mansion has been reduced to the point where there are no soldiers or servants, and the ones that are... are just you, a pair of good-for-nothing father and son."
Zou Gou was not innocent. The titles of Ye Wuya and Ye Yun, respectively, had spread throughout the entire imperial city, and were known to all women and children.
In Cangqiong Continent, there are only two kinds of people: warriors who can practice and useless people who cannot practice.
Ye Wuya's Dantian was broken, he could not practice cultivation, and he was a disabled person.
Although Ye Yun's Dantian was not broken and he could still practice, his talent was so low that he was almost no different from a useless person.
After a pause, Zou Gou then sneered: "There is also a big loser. I said you will forget the pain only after you heal the scar, but your scar is not healed yet?"
After Zou Gou finished speaking, he took out his long knife with a triangular cut from his waist and shook it a few times in front of Ye Wuya.
Sure enough, it was this bastard who caused it...
There was a cold light in Ye Yun's sword eyes, but he did not take action directly. To be more precise, he could not take action for the time being.
Just now, Ye Yun had checked his current body, and in one sentence: There is no such thing as the worst, only the worse!
This body has worked hard to cultivate for ten years before it reaches the second level of the human level.
But the Zou Gou in front of him was actually an eighth-level human being, and the five followers behind him were mostly at the fourth or fifth level.
If he takes action rashly now, Ye Yun will not only be beaten badly, but may also be beaten to death directly.
However, as the reincarnation of the Sword God, Ye Yun has never been short of excellent swordsmanship, just like the one he created himself: the Unnamed Swordsmanship.
Ye Yun is confident that even a mortal who cannot practice can master this set of swordsmanship and can defeat a person at the first level of human level. As for Ye Yun, he can at least guarantee that he is invincible at the fifth level of Xuan level.
Of course, the premise is that Ye Yun's physical condition is normal.
And Ye Yun's current body just fell off the cliff yesterday. Although he took the Shuxin Pill, even if Ye Yun secretly activates the most effective Nine-Day Resurrection **, it still takes a quarter of an hour to restore the body to a barely normal state.
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Therefore, now Ye Yun cannot be impulsive and can only endure it, or to be more precise, wait.
Seeing that Ye Wuya and Ye Yun were no longer talking, Zou Gou's face became even more arrogant: "I came here this time to give you money. After all, today is a happy day for my master, and my master
I am very satisfied with Ye Xue, and by the way, this is the wedding gold rewarded to you by my master."
As Zou Gou said this, he took out a money bag from his pocket, and then he threw it towards Ye Wuya. Dozens of silver coins spilled out from the money bag, all over the floor...
Zou Gou's move made Ye Yun's eyes even colder.
But...you still have to endure it.
After humiliating Ye Wuya, Zou Gou turned his teasing gaze to Ye Yun: "Speaking of which, Ye Xue is really stubborn. When she was wearing wedding clothes, she even grabbed a pair of scissors and wanted to commit suicide.
But after my master said something, he obediently put down the scissors and got on the sedan."
"Do you want to know what my master said to Ye Xue?" Zou Gou took a step towards Ye Yun. Without waiting for Ye Yun's reply, he continued: "My master told Ye Xue that if she dies, then you
Ye Yun won’t survive either.”
"I really don't know what's so good about you, a good-for-nothing boy, that you can make a beautiful person like Ye Xue so enamored of you that you are even willing to obediently sacrifice your body."
Whoosh!
Zou Gou suddenly raised the three-edged knife in his hand high: "But Ye Xue is still too naive. Even if she chooses to live quietly, you, Ye Yun, can't survive."
"And I came here today to kill you on my master's orders!"
At this moment, Zou Gou showed his fierce look.
He looked down at Ye Yun on the bed, looking at Ye Yun no differently than looking at a dead person.
The three-edged knife in Zou Gou's hand emitted a penetrating cold light, carrying the sound of the whistling wind, and struck directly towards Ye Yun's forehead...
However, it did not hit Ye Yun's forehead as expected, but hit Ye Wuya's shoulder.
At the critical moment, Ye Wuya stood in front of Ye Yun, blocking Zou Gou's sharp three-edged knife with his shoulder.
Blood spattered from Ye Wuya's shoulder, and instantly dyed Ye Wuya's clothes red.
Also, Ye Yun's eyes burned red...
Ye Yun felt his body and mind tremble, and the bright red blood shocked Ye Yun for a while.
But Ye Wuya, faced with the severe injury on his shoulder, did not grunt. He just faced Zou Gou and begged: "Let Yun'er go, I will die for him."
Facing Zou Gou, Ye Wuya had a pleading look on his face, looking very humble.
But in Ye Yun's view, there is only greatness.
Ye Wuya is an aloof person and has never asked for help in his life.
But today, for Ye Yun and his son, I humbly made a request to a dog slave.
But the one who answered Ye Wuya was Zou Gou who sneered.
Then he kicked Ye Wuya to the ground again, and said to the followers behind him: "You guys hold him, a big loser is worthy of begging me for mercy, humph, the more you beg for mercy, the more I will let him
You watched helplessly as your son died tragically under my knife."
After Zou Gou finished speaking, he raised the three-edged knife towards Ye Yun again.
As for Ye Wuya, two of Zou Gou's followers had already grabbed his arms tightly, unable to move at all.
It's a shame that Ye Wuya was also the number one among the younger generation in the Imperial City. He defeated the imperial warriors on the challenge platform, hunted ferocious mysterious beasts in the snow field, and felt helpless in the enemy's formation on the border battlefield.
A man who is known as the enemy of ten thousand people in the human realm...and now, he is being restrained by two dog slaves who are only on the fifth or sixth level of the human realm. This is more than just "sad".
Looking at Zou Gou getting closer and closer, Ye Yun felt very aggrieved. After all, in less than half a quarter of an hour, his body would be able to return to almost normal levels.
Unfortunately, there seems to be no time now!
"Let go of me, Brother Yun. If you have anything, come at me."
But at this moment, there was an urgent shout.
Along with this, a fat man who looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old rushed in.