Ye Hao looked indifferent and slapped the face of the first Long family master who rushed forward with his backhand.
This expert from the Long family felt pain on his face, his vision went dark, and he flew out.
When he smashed into the crowd, he also knocked several Long family masters over and couldn't get up for a long time.
After doing this, Ye Hao slapped the table again. This time, several disks broke into pieces. As Ye Hao waved his hand, the pieces of porcelain shot out in all directions.
"ah--"
A series of screams were heard, but this scene did not shock the Long family masters.
On the contrary, when someone falls, someone will make up for it. These people are not afraid of death, just like moths flying to the flame, there is an endless stream.
Ye Hao downplayed it, throwing some tableware out when he was in a good mood, and giving him a slap in the face when he was in a bad mood.
But even this seemingly calm offensive gave Ye Hao a terrifying and devastating power.
Many concubines who had been watching the show in secret were stunned, and everyone looked at Ye Hao in disbelief.
It was the first time that they had seen someone face such a pair of masters, and he was so calm and calm.
Si Qingyi, who was originally pale and had retreated to the edge of the door, was covering his mouth in surprise, fearing that his little heart might accidentally burst out.
"Young Master, I'll do it."
When he saw that nearly a hundred masters from the Long family had been eliminated, Zhuo Xunxue, who had been standing on one side without speaking, slowly pulled out the sword from his waist, and then stepped forward.
Long Tianzhan said calmly: "Be careful, our Young Master Ye is not easy to deal with."
But even though he said that, it was obvious that Long Tianzhan had great confidence in Zhuo Xunxue's strength.
Because after all, she is the senior sister of Longmen Battle Hall.
If she can't do it, who else can?
"Shua——"
Zhuo Xunxue didn't say anything nonsense. She twisted her delicate body and jumped out like a ghost. At the same time, she held the sword in both hands and struck Ye Hao head-first with one sword.
The light of the sword is like snow, and the light of the sword is like frost.
At this moment, Zhuo Xunxue had no intention of showing any mercy.
In her opinion, anyone who dares not to give Young Master Ye face should be cut to pieces.
The man named Ye died yesterday, and being able to survive to this day is already considered a good deed by his ancestors.
Seeing Zhuo Xunxue coming to attack him, Ye Hao jumped out with interest.
"Qiang——"
There was a crisp sound, and Ye Hao's finger flicked on the edge of Zhuo Xunxue's sword.
In an instant, an extremely unpleasant sound came out, and many of the Long family masters who besieged Ye Hao were so stimulated by the sound that they covered their ears in pain.
Zhuo Xunxue was shocked, fell to the ground, and staggered back a few steps.
But she didn't mean to give up. Instead, she suppressed the restless energy and blood in her body instantly, gritted her teeth, and went all out to attack.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang——"
I have to admit that Zhuo Xunxue's strength is quite good, and he has mastered the essence of martial arts in the world, which is that everything is indestructible, but speed is the only thing that cannot be broken.
However, she was as fast as she could go, but in Ye Hao's eyes, her speed was still too slow.
Every time she made a move that she thought was a sure-kill move, Ye Hao easily avoided it or flicked it away with one finger.
The crisp sounds and the phantoms of the film were intertwined together, dazzling the surrounding spectators, who almost thought they were watching a Hollywood blockbuster.