When Hung Wuhen was furious in the conference room of the Tianxing Club, a figure suddenly appeared in the clouds above the Star City. The man pinched a spell, and then a colorful light burst out in his eyes. He was looking at him.
He glanced down, then clouds surged in his feet, and his whole body disappeared again, as if he had never appeared before.
As soon as the stern scolding of Hen Wuhen finished, he saw a white cloud floating outside the window, and then a middle-aged man with a national face stepped out of the clouds.
"Teacher...Senior Brother?" After seeing the middle-aged man clearly, Hen Wuhen's expression changed drastically and he subconsciously wanted to escape. However, he seemed to have thought of something, and soon calmed down, but his eyes flashed and stood on the original state.
The ground did not move, but was ready to escape at any time.
"Wuhen, do you still remember a sentence that Master gave you before his death?" The middle-aged man seemed not to notice the flashing eyes of Hen Wuhen, but asked with a smile on his face.
Hen Wuhen showed a thoughtful look on his face when he heard this, and soon his face became very ugly, "Senior Brother, you can't do anything about Heng Yingshan, right? I really can't think of this world except
Who else can destroy my spiritual transformation pool and escape from my Nine-Yuan Flame Prison?"
"When the leaves fall, the destiny will fall. Wuhen, I'm afraid that when you established the Tianyun Gate, you have forgotten what Master said before his death?" The middle-aged man did not answer.
The problem was said by yourself.
"That old guy will be mysterious. What does the fall of destiny have to do with Tianyun Sect? It's really nonsense!" Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Hen Wuhen jumped up as if he was stepped on his tail. He was hysterical.
Roared.
"The master has seen countless secrets in his life. How could he say anything nonsense?" The middle-aged man saw Hen Wuhen's angry look, and a smug smile appeared on his face.
"It's early summer now, with green trees, where are the fallen leaves coming from? What's that old guy is not pretending to be mysterious?" Hen Wuhen saw the middle-aged man's eyes flashed through his eyes when he saw the middle-aged man's desire to speak but stopped.
Confused, he asked intentionally.
Although Hen Wuhen shouted loudly that his master was making a fool of himself, he thought that the secret of heaven predicted by his master during his lifetime did not make any mistakes, so when the middle-aged man mentioned his last words before his death, his face changed drastically, and he said to his master's words.
I also believed the last words at the end of my life.
"Twenty-seven years ago, Ye Jimao died on the battlefield; two years ago, Ye Jianxuan died of illness; half a year ago, Ye Hetu died of death. In addition to these things, there are countless tragedies that happened in the Ye family, which could have been completely availed.
However, the Ye family, the top wealthy family, has become the current betrayal dog in just a few years. Do you think this is considered a fallen leaf?" The middle-aged man seemed to have been waiting for Hen Wuhen to ask,
So as soon as Hen Wuhen's words finished, he blurted out his words.
"Ye Jimao? Ye Jianxuan? Ye Hetu? Who are these people? I have never heard of them. Is there such a number of characters in the ancient martial arts world? Senior brother, why do you become like that old guy and you have become mysterious? When did you?
The top wealthy families in the ancient martial arts world have the surname of the Ye family?" After hearing the middle-aged man's words, Hen Wuhen felt confused. He asked with confusion on his face.
Hearing the words of Hen Wuhen, the middle-aged man's face stagnated, and then he remembered something. His junior brother has always believed that the hard truth is that he is big. He only focuses on forces or individuals who are stronger than him.
The one who is weaker than him basically chose to ignore it. The Ye family is just a secular family that is no longer ordinary, so naturally it cannot fall into the eyes of his junior brother.
Realizing that he was so excited just now, the middle-aged man felt like he was punching the empty place.
It took a long time for the middle-aged man to get angry. He explained angrily: "It doesn't matter if you don't know those three people, but if I tell you the descendants of these three people, you will definitely be interested.
Ye Jianxuan's eldest son Ye Shikang, now 37 years old, with a cultivation level in Tianwaitian. Two months ago, he used thunder to conquer several major families in the ancient martial arts world; Ye Jianxuan's second son Ye Minghao, now 25 years old, is suspected to be a peak powerful person
Cultivation, the master of Xuanyan Divine Beast, the master of Wanbeast Sect, has killed countless peak powerful people, among which are the people from Tianyun Sect.”
"What? The thirty-seven-year-old Tianwaitian strongman? The 25-year-old peak strongman, just kidding, even in ancient times, a cultivation genius with excellent qualifications would have to be over fifty years old before he could reach the peak strongman's cultivation level.
Ah, if those geniuses of cultivation changed to today's cultivation environment, they probably might not be able to reach the peak level of a strong man even if they are over a hundred years old. Senior brother, can you write a draft of your abdomen first when you brag next time, otherwise you will let it go
I doubt your IQ." After hearing what my senior brother said, Hen Wuhen felt as if he was listening to a fantasy, and his eyes showed strong suspicion.
However, Hen Wuhen quickly frowned again. He asked in surprise and suspiciously: "Xuanyan Divine Beast, is the Xuanyan Divine Beast in your mouth an immortal holy beast of the Wanbeast Sect?"
Originally, the middle-aged man was almost angry with Hen Wuhen's words and his nose was tilted. Seeing Hen Wuhen finally realized the danger, he snorted coldly, nodded heavily, and said in a muffled voice: "That's right, the Xuanyan Divine Beast has now transformed into a divine shape
Success, her strength is probably the only one in this world. Do you want to try the feeling of being burned by her ass?”
"Successfully transformed?" Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Hate Wuhen was like being struck by lightning, and he finally couldn't calm down. "When I destroyed the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, I caught the Xuanyan Divine Beast at Tianyun Gate. At that time, the Xuanyan Divine Beast was just now.
It is the juvenile stage. It takes at least a thousand years for the Xuanyan divine beast from the juvenile stage to the transformation. How could it transform so quickly? And how could a transformed Xuanyan divine beast be with a person with a peak strength?
Sign a master-servant contract?”
"I have told you all the news I can tell you. Believe it or not is your own business." After hearing what he said, the middle-aged man fell into a huge shock, only caring about himself.
He talked to himself, and was incoherent. He threw down a sentence lightly, and then he flew away in the clouds.
Although the others in the conference room saw the middle-aged people leaving, they did not dare to speak out, because the middle-aged people's appearance and departure methods were so shocking that they could not think of blocking them at all.
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The middle-aged man walked for a long time and hated Wuhen before he woke up from the middle-aged man's words.
"Senior brother, would you be so kind to come to me to send me messages? I'm afraid you want to deal with the Ye family, but it's not convenient to take action, but you want to use a knife to kill people?" Looking at the direction of the middle-aged man's departure, Hate Wuhen's eyes
He narrowed slightly, and his face also showed a playful look.
But after Hen Wuhen finished speaking, he fell into deep thought again. Although Hen Wuhen knew that his senior brother was using him and wanted to use his own hands to deal with Ye Minghao, Hen Wuhen had no way to avoid being fooled. After all, he and
Wan Beast Sect has a grudge to destroy the sect, and almost refine the Xuanyan Divine Beast into a spiritual beast puppet. These two reasons alone are enough to make Hen Wuhen decide to get rid of Ye Minghao, let alone Ye Minghao is extremely
It may be the murderer who killed Xi Muping. And it was the culprit who pretended to be Xi Muping to destroy the Spirit Transformation Pool.
"Ye Minghao, if I find any clues, it proves that you are related to the destruction of Tianyun Group, just wait for my revenge." Hen Wuhen said gritted his teeth, and then issued a series of orders
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Outside the conference room of Tianxing Club, the middle-aged man quietly left after hearing Hen Wuhen's order.
"Ye Minghao, Ye Minghao. Your life is so great that even Nine Doors dare to disobey my orders and refuse to kill you. And you still have the ability to pass on messages to that bastard, so that I can't deal with you. It's just you
Do you think this will allow you to escape the fate of death?" The middle-aged man in the air glanced at Ye Minghao and his party who were shopping. His face showed a ferocious look, then his body flashed and he quickly hid into the cloud group.
In a women's clothing store on Yuhua Street, Ye Minghao and his group accompanied Wen Xinwei to choose clothes. Qian Donglei and Hu Yanyan both made suggestions and made suggestions. Only Ye Minghao sat on the sofa and stared at the plastic
The model was in a daze.
Every time Wen Xinwei tried on a piece of clothing, she would go to Ye Minghao with excitement, trying to attract Ye Minghao's attention and praise, but when she changed more than a dozen sets of clothes in succession, she saw Ye Minghao's eyelids.
After she didn't even lift her, she suddenly became uneasy and no longer had the interest to continue to choose clothes. She almost bought whatever Hu Yanyan said she looked good.
What Wen Xinwei didn't know was that at this time Ye Minghao's spiritual sense was already immersed in the internal space of the Xihuang Cauldron, and he was having a fierce exchange with the spirit of the Xihuang Cauldron.
Ye Minghao was refining the Xihuang Cauldron and learning that the tripod spirit could enter and exit the Xihuang Cauldron freely, and that its spiritual sense could cover thousands of miles. Ye Minghao asked the Xihuang Cauldron to monitor Hen Wuhen's every move from afar, but he could not alarm the snake.
A few minutes ago, Dingling discovered that an uninvited guest suddenly came to Tianxing Entertainment City at the end of Yuhua Street. Moreover, the other party's spiritual sense was even more powerful than Hell Wuhen. It didn't even dare to breathe, and it was so scared that it was on the spot.
I was about to escape, but thinking that the threat of He Wuhen to Ye Minghao was too great, it dared not run around. With a sudden inspiration, it possessed a cleaner in the entertainment city and secretly approached the conference room.
After listening to the conversation between middle-aged man and Hen Wuhen in fear, he waited until the middle-aged man left for a long time before the spirit of artifacts hurriedly fled back to Ye Minghao and told Ye Minghao the conversation between middle-aged man and Hen Wuhen.
After hearing the words of the weapon spirit, Ye Minghao was stunned at that time. In his opinion, Hen Wuhen is an invincible existence, but there are actually people in this world who are more powerful than Hen Wuhen, and since that middle-aged
It can be heard from the conversation between people and Ye Minghao that the middle-aged man was obviously hostile to him, and he wanted to get rid of himself with the hands of hatred Wuhen.
"I know myself well and have bad intentions to me, and my strength is stronger than Hell Wuhen. This middle-aged man is my real enemy of life and death." After a long time, Ye Minghao brought him the news from the spirit of the weapon to him
Zhong woke up, and his forehead had already been covered in cold sweat. Since his rebirth, Ye Minghao has never been so afraid of anyone.
ps: Jingye has to admit that he is a waste. In the past few days, I have been sitting in front of the computer from morning to night almost every day, but I have never been able to break through the bottleneck, I can't write anything, and I dare not stop updating, so I can only
Writing a chapter like squeezing toothpaste is so painful. I hope this painful feeling can end as soon as possible so that Jingye can burst out ^_^