"Why don't you dare" Ye Han chuckled disdainfully and replied, "Since you want to gamble, what is the gambling game if there is no bet?"

"Let's bet on whether you dare to take my punch, if you can take my punch and still stand, then I lose, if I lose, if you have any requirements, just listen to it" Ye Qing didn't say how he would win, but the clear-eyed person knew at a glance that the punch that Ye Qing was going to bet on was the bargaining chip he won, and Ye Qing pinched Ye Han, who had no spiritual power, couldn't parry his full blow.

Ye Qing didn't hold it up, although Ye Qing had been deflated under Ye Han, but in his heart, he lost to Ye Han's next three bad methods. This time, even if he has other magic weapons to protect his body, he is not the same person he was yesterday. I'm a first-order spirit snake warrior, when I think of this, Ye Qing can't help but feel proud again, the dignity of being knocked to the ground by Ye Yan'er yesterday was picked up by himself again, he seems to have found the vanity of being surrounded by his peers in the past, and slapping horses, since awakening the war spirit, Ye Qing began to sigh, ah~ The invincible loneliness is back.

The current Ye Qing is a first-order warrior with formal rules, such as a fake package, with the assistance of a formed war spirit, this punch, Ye Qing has made up his mind, so that Ye Han will either die or be disabled.

The abacus in Ye Qing's heart was that as long as Ye Han agreed to the gambling contract, it would be equivalent to winning the game, and his goal had been achieved.

"I'm going to slap you in the face!"

"What did you say?" Ye Qing couldn't believe his ears, to be honest, if it weren't for Ye Yan'er supporting Ye Han's back, he would never have taken him in his eyes, and now a waste who was injured by his own fist wind yesterday actually seriously thought about taking a punch from himself, and wanted to slap himself. Ridiculous, ridiculous.

"Okay, master, I'll bet this slap with you, but I've always been very generous, you also know that fists and feet have no eyes, the seven elders and the smoke behind you have always loved you, I don't want to get into trouble because of you and me, if you win me, I will let you slap you hard, but if I beat you up, I won't fall into the well and slap you again, but you can't instigate your sister Yan'er to do it, after all, if you want to gamble, you have to be willing to gamble and lose~ Oh, hahaha"

Ye Qing's mind is as meticulous as a poisonous snake, he knows that if he punches Ye Han to death, he will definitely lose more than he gains, and he can't lose his chance to compete for the head of the family in the future because of Ye Han's cheap life, so the best result of his punch is to cripple Ye Han, but there is also the trouble of being disabled, although Ye Han has no spiritual power and has little impact on the family, but his talent for drumming up those magic gadgets is really impressive, and the strange ball that injured him before later learned that it was Ye Han's own original spiritual weapon. There are even rumors that the Seventh Elder will pass on the position of the Ye Family's Tianqiao Pavilion Master to him in the future, if he doesn't induce Ye Han to bear the consequences himself, he will definitely have no good fruit to eat, and it is indispensable to justify, and it is also very troublesome.

"Okay" After listening to his words, Ye Han had already gained insight into his thoughts, but since he had decided to take his punch, Ye Han was not unsure, since he had already decided, why not say more.

"Come!" Ye Han shouted angrily.

"Looking for death!" Seeing that Ye Han had basically fallen into his trap, Ye Qing instantly gathered his qi in the spirit, the aura turned into a shape, and a vivid bamboo leaf green was entrenched in Ye Qing's right arm.

"First-Order Warrior?" Ye Yan'er behind Ye Han exhaled, his eyes were cold, and the cloud phoenix behind him instantly took shape, ready to stop this gamble.

Ye Han and Ye Qing felt the sharp rise in the spiritual power in Ye Yan'er's body at the same time, Ye Qing recalled the memory of being beaten violently, and the fist he swung out couldn't help but hesitate.

Ye Han turned his head slightly sideways, glanced at Ye Yan'er, and only one sentence was passed to Ye Yan'er in his eyes, "It's okay, I'm here"

This look, Ye Yan'er also saw it once three years ago, it is really a familiar and warm look.

In this short moment, Ye Yan'er's thoughts suddenly seemed to return, three years ago, the wind chime volcano where monsters were rampant, the clear residual warmth in the memories and the rippling mind at this moment made her more sure that Ye Han, who stood bravely in front of her alone with a scarred body, and slashed the three-star Demon Beast Raging Ape King of the mountain range with a shocking sword, Ye Han, who turned the tide with only one person and one sword in the environment of nine deaths, Ye Han, the hero Ye Han in Ye Yan'er's mind.

The strongest Ye Han.

He's back.

Ye Yan'er reined in her spiritual power, because she completely trusted Ye Han at the moment, precisely because this was the look of the strongest person she had ever seen.

The cultivation of demon beasts and people is different, many demon beasts are born strong and weak, demon beasts rely on the strength of the bloodline, and the world also distinguishes according to the strength of the demon beasts, respectively, from one to nine stars, and its strength happens to be from the spirit of war, the war master to the nine classes of the god of war, for example, a mature three-star demon beast against an ordinary warlord-level cultivator who does not have a powerful magic weapon or special means, the result is bound to be crushed, the warcraft has a strong body and the ferocity of the beast, even most of the strong people of the war sect are not sure to kill a terrifying three-star demon ape king in one move。

A young man who didn't have any spiritual power and dragged his seriously injured body, with a pitch-black, as if devouring the stars, accompanied by a hysterical roar, "God slaughters !!."

A black light that pierced the sky passed through the ape king's body, and only a dead silence remained in the ape king's eyes, and all its vitality was taken away by the pitch-black sword at that moment, and its body was separated, and it was cut in two.

Absolutely no one would have believed what was happening in front of them if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes.

But the boy who made the impossible possible and created a miracle stood in front of him at this moment, just like then.

What reason do you have to doubt him and stop him?

Make the impossible possible.

He is, Ye Han!

What Ye Yan'er thought in his heart, of course Ye Qing couldn't snoop on, he only saw Ye Han look back at Ye Yan'er, and Ye Yan'er restrained the terrifying aura on his body. Ye Qing thought that Ye Han was still trying to save face and stopped Ye Yan'er's help.

Resentment climbed into Ye Qing's heart like a poisonous snake again, since you are bent on looking for death, it is no wonder that I am angry, and the angry iron fist is slamming down on Ye Han's face.

Ye Qing's fists and muscles burst out, each meridian of his arm was filled with surging spiritual power, his legs were like a cannonball, rising from the ground, Ye Qing's war spirit and mind were like a poisonous snake, but the fist wind at this time was like a cheetah coming down the mountain to pounce. He chose to give up all his tricks and paths at this moment, and crushed Ye Han with pure spiritual power and absolute power.

He was ready to face all the tricks of Ye Han, but he was not the only one who had the idea of fighting hard.

The vigorous breath was like a sea tide slapping towards Ye Han, and the wave was mixed with a wild shark, and the bloody mouth seemed to have opened to bite Ye Han's neck.

However, unexpectedly, Ye Qing's iron fist stopped when it was still an inch away from Ye Han's face.

It wasn't that Ye Qing reined in his breath, his majestic punch did hit out, and it did hit Ye Han's body, but the part changed from a face to a palm.

Or from another angle, Ye Han, who did not move his posture, raised his right palm and firmly caught the punch of Ye Qing, who was a junior of the Ye family who was a first-order warrior except Ye Yan'er.

The residual strength of the fist wind was still shaking Ye Han's clothes, but the palm of Ye Qing's fist was not moving at all, under the agitation of the fist wind, Ye Han's whole person was like a giant peak facing the beating of the sea tide, and its momentum was as immobile as a mountain.

Anything that is impossible has already happened, no matter how difficult it may be to accept it, you have to accept it.

And here and now, Ye Qing obviously expressed his unacceptability to this result.

The whole person is still trapped in a huge gap between reality and expectations.

"You lost. Ye Leng's indifferent words echoed in his ears

I lost? Just when Ye Qing was still escaping reality.

Ye Han silently withdrew his right hand, and then raised it slightly, "!!snapping" a crisp slap fell.

"If you have a bet, you may not lose, but if you are willing to gamble, you have to accept defeat. ”

Ye Qing's left face was like being smashed by a red-hot hammer, Ye Qing's whole person was shocked, and he was unsuspectingly slapped to the side by this slap, and staggered two steps before standing firmly.

What was even more difficult for him to accept than the pain on the left side was that Ye Han's words just now were like thin needles piercing his self-esteem.

"I'm going to kill you" This time Ye Qing really made a killing move, completely ignoring Ye Yan'er who was behind Ye Han.

"If you can do it, unfortunately you can't. Ye Han's complexion still did not change for half a minute, Ye Han clenched his right fist, raised his arm slightly, stretched out his thumb, and used the side of his thumb to lightly scratch the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. Then he pushed his forearm forward, swiped his thumb backwards counterclockwise in front of Ye Qing, and poked it down twice.

spuffed out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and spit out the two words "garbage" disdainfully

"You ......"

"How am I?"

A team of escorts was attracted by the fluctuation of combat power from the collision of fists and palms just now.

In the end, the confrontation between Ye Han and Ye Qing was seen by the passing family guards, and the leader Ye You, the younger generation, was young and irritable, and he didn't practice well to pick quarrels and provoke trouble all day long, so he dismissed them after saying a few words to the three of them.

Ye Qing waved his sleeves angrily, and before parting, he didn't forget to turn around and throw a cruel word, "Today's matter is not over, three months later, the family will be martial, as long as you dare to come to the stage, hum, you will wait to be carried down."

"The mountains don't turn around, let's see" Ye Qing greeted the little brother beside him, and Ye Qing left with a stomach full of anger.

Since Ye Shuang rescued Ye Han, whose soul was torn apart, from the Pisces Jade Pendant two years ago, Ye Han's ability to completely dominate his body for one or two hours a day with only half of his soul left was already the limit.

However, the young Ye Han kept in mind that the blood revenge of his parents had not been avenged, and his cultivation never stopped for a moment, and almost all of the short time that his spiritual wisdom could control his body every day was used for cultivation. It is extremely important to cultivate a talent, but only by persevering hard and never slacking off can we go far.

Ye Han firmly believes in four words, God rewards hard work.

Since then, Ye Shuang and Ye Han have made a plan, before Ye Han's soul can not recover, Ye Shuang is responsible for controlling his body during the day, and Ye Han uses every lonely night in the house, meditating and cultivating, never stopping.

Driven by revenge, Ye Han, who was constantly cultivating diligently, already had the spiritual power of the eighth order of the Spirit of War. If it weren't for the fact that his soul was incomplete, he could only cultivate for a limited amount of time every day, and in terms of talent alone, even compared to Ye Yan'er, it would be not much better.

However, what made Ye Han feel helpless was that no matter how high his spiritual power cultivation was, as long as Ye Shuang controlled his body, the spiritual power in his body was like a pool of stagnant water, without any fluctuations. It's not that he doesn't want Ye Shuang to mobilize his spiritual power, but that Ye Shuang can't use it at all.

In the words that Ye Shuang himself finally understood, spiritual power was like being locked in Ye Han's warehouse, and Ye Han's own soul was the key, even if Ye Shuang wanted to use it, he couldn't use it, and similarly, Ye Shuang couldn't use Ye Han's body to cultivate for him, so Ye Han had been burdened with the name of waste in the Ye family for the past two years.

The emperor lived up to his wishes, even if Ye Han only had half of his soul left, he still relied on his unremitting efforts to catch up with the pace of the geniuses and follow closely behind.

Ye Shuang was seeing what happened clearly in Yu Peili at this time, and couldn't help but say to Ye Han in his heart, "Brother, don't you want to be so rigid?"