A few of the Ye Clan's younger generation members all surrounded him. Ye Chenmeng even reached out to grab the Devouring Divine Parrot.
"Scram!" Ye Qinghan coldly shouted. His entire body emitted a cold aura. His eyes were filled with the will to destroy the heavens as he swept his saber in all directions.
"Aiya, what the f * ck …"
"You trash dare to hit us!"
"Today, I'll beat you to death!"
Ye Conghu and the rest dodged in a sorry state. A bloody wound appeared on Ye Chenmeng's hand. They flew into a rage out of humiliation, but they didn't know that Ye Qinghan had already shown them mercy. They opened their mouths to curse and clamor.
Ye Qinghan didn't want to kill anyone right now. He didn't want to officially break off relations with the Ye Clan. He wasn't strong enough, so he could only endure all the humiliation. His eyes became colder and colder. There was a limit to his patience.
"Don't provoke me! I'm not a member of the Ye Clan. If you dare to offend me again, I'll grant you death! "Ye Qinghan coldly said.
"Hehe … You're all grown up now? Not a member of the Ye Clan! Fine, even if I kill you today, it won't be considered as killing a member of the same clan. "Ye Conghu coldly laughed.
Ye Qinghan didn't pay any attention to him. He carried the several hundred jin wild hare and turned around to walk towards the center of the town, leaving everyone with a proud back view.
Ye Conghu and the rest were furious. They didn't think that Ye Qinghan would look down on them so much. He actually left his back to them.
"You're courting death! Hundred Step Tiger Breaking Fist! "
Ye Conghu's veins popped out. He punched out with a force of six to seven hundred jin. Clearly, he wanted to kill Ye Qinghan. The powerful fist was like a hot knife through butter. In the blink of an eye, it was already behind him.
"Kill this bastard, but leave the parrot behind." Ye Chenmeng clamored.
Ye Qinghan felt the wind blowing at his back. It was as if he had eyes on his back. He suddenly turned around and used his Heavy Berserk Saber to meet Ye Conghu's Hundred Step Tiger Breaking Fist.
Boom …
Ye Qinghan did not move an inch, but blood spurted from Ye Conghu's fist. His body was like a kite with a broken string, constantly retreating.
"Ah …" Ye Conghu let out a blood-curdling scream. He felt as if his fist had hit a red-hot soldering iron. The heart-wrenching pain caused him to retreat five or six meters and sit on the ground. The hatred and anger in his eyes were self-evident.
"How is that possible? How could this trash be so powerful? I actually lost to trash! " Ye Conghu murmured as he looked at his fist in disbelief. The bloodstains on it and the stinging pain that came from it woke him up from his dream.
Ye Chenmeng and the others were also dumbfounded. Ye Qinghan was famous for being a piece of trash who didn't even have the strength to truss up a chicken. Who would have thought that he would be able to send Ye Qinghan flying with a single punch and not even move an inch!
Ye Qinghan's hair and clothes fluttered in the wind. He glanced at Ye Conghu indifferently before turning to leave.
"A bunch of trash! How dare you go against my great master. When this divine bird recovers, I will trample you mortals! "The Spirit-Devouring Divine Parrot sneered arrogantly.
"You …" Ye Chenmeng was flustered and exasperated. She wanted to snatch it again but was afraid of Ye Qinghan, so she could only stomp her feet.
"Go to hell!" Ye Conghu jumped up from the ground and pulled out his sword, thrusting it towards Ye Qinghan's back.
Xiu …
Ye Conghu had always been the Ye Clan's sword genius. The Ye Clan's basic sword techniques had already reached the sixth layer. Other than the Ye Clan's genius, Ye Changlong, no one else could compare to him.
The sword Qi was bone-piercing. Ye Qinghan frowned and turned around indifferently. He placed his saber in front of his chest and blocked the sword Qi. The sharp sound pierced into the ears and was unbearable.
"Ah … So noisy!"
The Spirit-Devouring Divine Parrot flapped its wings to protect its ears, but it still couldn't stop the noise from entering its ears.
Shing, shing, shing …
Ye Conghu was defeated again and retreated a few steps. His face was pale and he looked at Ye Qinghan unwillingly. His eyes were filled with confusion. He didn't understand how Ye Qinghan suddenly became so powerful that he could defeat him so easily.
"I can crush someone like you with a finger. I didn't make a move not because I'm afraid of you or the Ye Clan, but because I don't want to break my vow to kill. You are not worthy of being killed by me. Don't provoke me anymore. Otherwise, let alone the Ye Clan, even the entire Wanshan Town won't be able to protect you." Ye Qinghan was disdainful and the corner of his mouth curled up. To others, he was arrogant, but every word he said was true.
Ye Qinghan was about to leave when a few people suddenly appeared. His pupils shrank and the killing intent in his eyes was self-evident.
"Wang Hao, Wang Xiaoyun, Xu Ziqing, Xu Zimeng … …" Ye Qinghan recalled the scene of the previous owner's death. It was the few of them who had fought with the people from the Ye Clan. They had beaten the previous owner, Ye Qinghan, to death, and he had coincidentally taken over this body.
"Yo, isn't this trash? You survived a great disaster and now you're shouting at Big Brother Conghu. Did you eat some immortal treasure? "Wang Hao looked at Ye Qinghan with a mocking expression. The ridicule in his eyes was very obvious.
"Maybe the Ye Clan is too useless? This trash can actually beat Ye Conghu back so far. I really don't know how much of a trash he is. "
Xu Zimeng looked pretty good, but her words were very vicious. Her one sentence almost angered Ye Conghu to death.
"That's right, I really don't know how he got to the fourth layer of body refinement. Could it be that the Ye Clan bragged about it? "Wang Xiaoyun held Xu Zimeng's arm and also mocked.
"Pu …"
Ye Conghu had already suffered internal injuries. After being provoked by these words, he was so angry that he spat out blood. His face turned pale and lost all color.
Ye Qinghan noticed that Ye Conghu did not resent them after being ridiculed by these people. Instead, he looked at him with even more hatred. He could not help but sneer. This kind of trash was not worth his anger. He turned around and was about to leave.
"Stop! Trash, did I allow you to leave? "Xu Zimeng's figure flashed and appeared in front of Ye Qinghan. Her face was full of arrogance as she asked.
After running for a day and night, Ye Qinghan's face was covered in dirt and dust. His handsome face was in a sorry state. Xu Zimeng thought that Ye Qinghan was the trash that she could bully. She did not guard against Ye Qinghan at all.
Pa …
A loud slap resounded through the Ye Clan's gate. Xu Zimeng's body spun a few times before stopping. Then, her delicate face became like a bun and swollen in an instant.
Ye Qinghan did not reply and directly walked past Xu Zimeng as if the slap was not from him. However, everyone only heard the sound of a slap and did not see that it was from Ye Qinghan.
Xu Zimeng was stunned by the slap. Her face was burning and the swelling became more and more obvious. In the end, she lost all sense of pain.
After Ye Qinghan walked past her for a few breaths, Xu Zimeng finally reacted. She immediately screamed and roared, "Ah!! You dare to hit me! "
Xu Ziqing was unhappy when he heard this. Xu Zimeng was his sister. Wang Hao was also furious. After all, Xu Zimeng was his fiancée in name.
"Go! Kill this trash. "
Xu Ziqing and Wang Hao looked at each other, then stabbed their swords towards Ye Qinghan's back. Sword Qi flashed, and light flashed. Among the younger generation, the two of them were considered to be the best.
One on the left and one on the right. They thought that killing Ye Qinghan would be a piece of cake. However, their pupils suddenly shrank because they had lost sight of Ye Qinghan.
Bang bang bang …
A few muffled sounds of flesh hitting flesh were especially clear. Ye Qinghan's speed was extremely fast. His punches and kicks were combined with his strength. It was at least 800 jin of strength. Even a bear would be knocked unconscious.
"Pu … Ah …"
Xu Ziqing and Wang Hao screamed. Their bodies twisted as they fell to the ground. They felt knives stabbing into their bodies. Their faces were pale. However, Ye Qinghan did not want to stop. He aimed at their ankles and stomped down.
Kacha …
Ankles were very fragile. With Ye Qinghan's strength, they immediately shattered. The two strong youths did not even have the chance to scream. Their eyes rolled back and they fainted.
His speed was too fast. They did not know how Ye Qinghan had defeated two youths at the 4th level of Body Refinement. Moreover, these two youths were veterans at the 4th level of Body Refinement. Whether it was strength or height, they were far superior to Ye Qinghan.
Xu Zimeng did not say anything. She muttered as she looked at Ye Qinghan. Her face was swollen like a big bun. Wang Xiaoyun did not dare to say anything. She looked at the cold boy in front of her. He was not the trash that was beaten up two days ago.
"Do you still want to fight?" Ye Qinghan glanced at the crowd and asked.
Xu Zimeng screamed and ran away. She did not even want her brother or her fiancé. She was afraid that Ye Qinghan would beat her up in anger.
Wang Xiaoyun's legs trembled. She wanted to run but did not have the courage. Her arrogance in the past had become a joke.
Ye Conghu and the others sucked in a breath of cold air. They did not dare to be arrogant anymore. Their eyes were filled with horror.
The screams and screams from the Ye Clan's gate attracted a large number of people from the town center. The Ye Clan's experts were also alarmed. Finally, even the Xu and Wang Clans came.
"Sixth Uncle! You have to give me justice. Wuwuwu … "Xu Zimeng met the Xu Clan's deacon Xu Yining halfway and immediately burst into tears.
"Fuck! Who hit them? They even dared to hit my Xu Clan's people. Are they tired of living? " Xu Yining did not ask for the reason. His eyes flashed with an ominous light. It was clear that if the upper beam was not straight, the lower beam would be crooked. That was why there were juniors like Xu Zimeng and Xu Ziqing.
"It was the Ye Clan's trash, Ye Qinghan. I don't know what kind of demonic martial arts he used. He beat my brother Ziqing and brother Wang Hao to the ground and was not satisfied. He even cruelly crushed their ankles." Xu Zimeng avoided the main point and complained tearfully.
"Come with me! I want to see how strong this trash is! " Xu Yining's eyes revealed a trace of killing intent. This time, he might be able to join forces with the Xu Clan to beat the Ye Clan until they could not crawl back up.
The Ye Clan's gate was full of people. They surrounded Ye Qinghan in the center. Their faces were not good. There were also some people who were purely here to watch the show. They did not have the slightest bit of pity for Ye Qinghan. Instead, they had the intention to ridicule him.
"When did this trash become so bold? He actually dared to beat up the Ye Clan's, Wang Clan's, and Xu Clan's direct disciples at the same time. Today, I think it will be difficult for him to escape death. " A middle-aged man's mouth revealed a trace of ridicule. He looked at Ye Qinghan and did not hide his attitude at all.
"Hehe … We're all from the three great clans. We're just here to watch the show. These people bully the weak every day. They're all dogs that can't change their habits. It's best if both sides suffer." Someone lowered his voice. It was unclear who spoke, but everyone heard it clearly.
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