The bodies of the two fifth grade War-Gods moved, but all of a sudden … they stopped. Their bodies slightly stiffened, and sweat began to trickle down their faces. Their expressions were abnormally tense, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
"Pa!"
At first, the Flower-sympathizing Prince was wondering why the two Doyens were behaving like this. However, in the next second, an expression of boundless terror appeared on his face. His body began to tremble violently, and he could not even hold the snow-white jade sword steadily. It fell to the ground with a clear sound.
"I think you're the ones who are presumptuous. How dare you treat my Young Master like this? Do you want to die? "
Just as the Young Masters and Martial Artists in the hall were astonished, a sinister voice rang out. Then, an incomparably powerful aura enveloped the entire hall. The violent aura was like a mountain pressing down, like a flash of lightning, causing everyone in the hall to feel suffocated.
Three martial artists walked in from the entrance of the hall. The martial artist at the front looked somewhat feminine and held a long black spear in his hand. Black Qi revolved around the tip of the spear, revealing a trace of a destructive aura. He was the one who had released the aura just now. He was the one who had caused the two elders of Prince Lian Hua's family to not dare to move.
"Gulp, gulp!"
At this moment, everyone present swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva. Many of the young masters present were people who had seen the world. At this moment, this warrior carrying a long spear was emitting an aura that made it easy for them to judge his realm. His strength was definitely above the sixth-grade, and it was very likely that he was a powerhouse at the peak of the sixth-grade.
Young master?
Young Master Pity Pity's body trembled even more violently! He had touched an iron plate!
It was true that their family was a first-rate family in the Heavenly Demon Mansion, but their strongest expert was only a seventh grade War-God! Below the seventh grade War-God level, there was only one Vice Patriarch who was a lower sixth grade War-God. For the family to send two fifth grade War-God elders to be his bodyguards, it would be a great honor for him in the future. However, the green-robed young God General in front of them … had guards at the peak of sixth grade War-Gods, or even War-Gods at the peak of sixth grade!
A Young Master's bodyguard could tell how much the person was favored by the family, and it could also tell the strength of the family behind him. How could a clan that could send out a Peak Rank-6 bodyguard be an ordinary clan? They were definitely at the level of a Manor Lord. In fact, they might even be one of the top super families in the Ethereal Continent.
Why does this young Divine General look so unfamiliar? Could it be that he was a descendant of one of those super clans that had hidden themselves from the world?
All the young masters had their eyes fixed on Ye Qinghan, who was standing on the stairs with a faint smile on his face. They were all trying to recall the information they had on the super families of the Misty Manor, but they couldn't find any information on the person in front of them.
"Young master!"
Feng Chi and Wu Shan bowed to Ye Qinghan at the same time. Lei Zhen, on the other hand, looked towards the back of the rain, as if wondering what she was up to. With her strength and status, bullying these people … it seemed a little degrading, right?
Ye Qinghan also looked at Rain Empress. Looking at Rain Empress' crafty gaze, he knew very well that this was Rain Empress' doing. But looking at the mischievous expression on the Rain Empress' face, Ye Qinghan felt helpless. Since his woman wanted to play, then he would play …
He knew that the Rain Empress was not the type to pick a fight, let alone Ye Yaorao. This good-for-nothing young master in front of him looked like he was asking for a beating. Thus, he said calmly, "The three of you climb up the gate from here and I'll let this go! Otherwise … leave behind a leg each! "
"Two!"
The Rain Empress' eyelashes fluttered and smiled like a little fox. She was truly not the type to pick a fight. It was just that every day, she would be stared at by this group of hateful gazes without the slightest scruple. Her heart was already burning with anger. At this moment, it was even better for someone to run into her blade. She could use him as an example to intimidate those … so-called young masters in the city.
"Alright, the three of you make your choice!"
Ye Qinghan gave her a look that said, "I'll deal with you later." He lazily looked at the Flower Pity Young Master and the two fifth grade War-Gods, his eyes filled with mockery. Following Ye Qinghan's words, the black mist on Feng Chi's black spear became even denser. Wu Shan, who was beside him, held a mountain-splitting axe in his hand. The atmosphere was extremely tense, as if the space was filled with gasoline. The slightest spark would immediately cause an explosion.
Looking at Ye Qinghan's lazy expression and nonchalant words, cold sweat trickled down the young masters' faces. However, the light in their eyes became even more intense. At the same time, they were thinking, 'What is a young master? What is a peerless young master? This green-robed Divine General in front of them is one. These so-called young masters are all trash compared to this person … '
'A sixth grade War-God as a guard and let the Flower Pity Young Master and the others crawl out?' 'This is even worse than killing them.' Needless to say, these three people would not be able to keep their legs today. ' Without a single word to the Flower Pity Young Master, and without asking for his opinion, he wanted to cut off his six legs. What kind of arrogance was this? What kind of tyranny was this? In other words, what kind of boldness and confidence was this?
"Young master, there was a misunderstanding just now. We are from the Heavenly Demon Residence's Lian family …"
The Flower Pity Young Master was already suppressed by Feng Chi's imposing manner to the point that he could not say a word. The two fifth grade War-Gods could only force a smile and withstand the pressure. One of them cupped his hands toward Ye Qinghan and began to explain.
"I don't care which family you are from! Just tell me, will you crawl or not? "
Ye Qinghan waved his hand and rudely interrupted the fifth grade War-God's words. His tone was no longer lazy, but extremely cold. He had just come out of seclusion in the morning and successfully cultivated the Soul Extinguisher. Ye Qinghan was in an extremely good mood. However, this good mood did not last for half a day before it was interrupted by these three people. He was very … displeased!
With the confidence of the Ye Family's army of demonic beasts, from the Flame Dragon Continent to the Realm of Gods, and having killed a supreme expert like the Cloud Emperor, Ye Qinghan's imposing manner was comparable to that of an ordinary supreme expert. With a cold shout and the inadvertent use of his soul skill, an indescribable imposing manner soared from his body and scared the fifth grade War-God who spoke a step back.
"You …"
Once the fifth grade War-God retreated, coupled with Ye Qinghan's domineering words, his face instantly became unbearably ashamed. However, he did not dare to act up. His eyes flickered as if he was looking for a way to get out of this situation.
Lei Zhen and Feng Chi Wu Shan, on the other hand, were astonished. He could scare off a fifth grade War-God with just his imposing manner. This kid was getting weirder and weirder! The Rain Empress and Ye Yao Rao's eyes lit up at the same time. The Rain Empress felt that today's show was not in vain. This young man was indeed mighty! Unparalleled in might!
"Young master, let's both crawl out and forget about this matter. What do you think? How can we meet if we leave some incense behind? "
The other fifth grade War-God clenched his teeth and said in a deep voice. The two of them were old and it did not matter if they lost a bit of face. However, their young master represented the Lian Family. If the master was humiliated, the servant would die …
The young masters at the side looked at the two elders with admiration. Although the Lian Hua Young Master was stupid, he had two good subordinates. Even Lei Zhen and Feng Chi showed a slight expression of admiration.
"You don't have to crawl, but your young master must crawl today! If it's not good to meet … then we don't have to! "
Ye Qinghan snorted coldly. There was no need to guess that today's situation was caused by this good-for-nothing young master. If he told them to crawl, they might as well not crawl. What Ye Qinghan could not tolerate the most in his life was threats, so he was firm to the end.
The Lian Hua Young Master and the two fifth grade War-Gods knew that it would be difficult for them to leave today's matter. Crawling out was impossible, so they could only fight. As for breaking their limbs or dying in battle, the three of them could not care less.
"Da da da!"
Right at this moment, there were countless chariots in the distance. Before the chariots could even reach the side, countless experts and guards rushed down and surrounded the entire Courtyard of Joy. Everyone was shocked. With a glance, they realized that it was the Official Army of Dripping Spring City.
"Sir Li Hai!"
The two fifth grade War-Gods saw an expert in white armor with an imposing manner walk in, surrounded by a group of guards, and hurriedly cried out in surprise. Although the Flower Pity Prince couldn't speak, his body trembled even more violently. Even his lips began to tremble, and two fiery rays shot out from his eyes. His originally pale face instantly became flushed with health.
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