Ye Junsheng's eyes were flat, and his complexion remained unchanged.

Counting nine cold days wearing a skirt, he trembled.

Arrogant and forgetful.

Such arrogance and arrogance are not like the Han family came out.

Then there is only one possibility.

Night's.

Han Fenglin played a trick very slippery, and seemed to be planning to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.

He wants Ye Junsheng to fight with the Ye Clan, so that he can sit and reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Han Fenglin, Han Fenglin, you are really stupid.

You underestimated the Ye Clan, and you also underestimated this king.

Ye Junsheng was speechless and laughed.

The man in Tsing Yi was empty-eyed, how could this kind of person become a first-class swordsman.

The man in Tsing Yi saw that Ye Junsheng was unmoved, and he was angry.

He poked out a finger, and the sharp sword qi swept in.

However, when the sword qi fell on Ye Junsheng, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, without waves.

The man in Tsing Yi jumped down from the top of the pavilion and killed Ye Junsheng like the wind.

"Get down on my knees!"

A powerful aura oppressed.

Ye Junsheng's posture was upright, and his face was indifferent.

With a movement of his fingers, a wisp of breath whistled away, tearing the clothes on the chest of the man in Tsing Yi.

In his heart, there was a lifelike, flame-like Suzaku bird.

The night clan has a totem, which is for the Suzaku.

The people of the Night Clan, after the age of sixteen, have to tattoo the Suzaku on their bodies.

Men are stabbed in the heart, and women are stabbed in the back.

There is no doubt that the man in Tsing Yi is indeed a member of the Ye Clan.

Ye Junsheng tore his clothes with a finger of his hand, which made him creepy.

His heart sank, his eyes were deep, and he really underestimated Ye Junsheng.

"There is a swordsman on the rivers and lakes, dressed in green clothes, about thirty-five or sixteen years old, with a strange personality, and he does both good and bad things. ”

Ye Junsheng was calm and calm, and said slowly: "He calls himself a free swordsman, if this king is not wrong, you are a free night." ”

The face of the man in Tsing Yi suddenly became ugly.

He didn't expect Ye Junsheng to know everything about himself.

"Night Escape, six years ago, you committed a murder in the East, killing a family of four. ”

"Five years ago, you committed a big crime in Rainflower City in the West......"

Ye Junsheng told all kinds of crimes in the night like a few family treasures.

Ye Xiaoyao's whole face turned black into the bottom of the pot, and his body trembled violently.

He thinks he's done it perfectly, and no one knows.

"The people who step out of the clan of the Ye clan, this king knows everything about it. Night Leisure, Night Ningzhi, Night Dragon ......"

Ye Yaoyao scolded angrily, "You shut up for me." ”

"You have a very high talent in Kendo, and it is rumored that you have the potential to become a sword master. But in the eyes of this king, you are just an embroidered pillow, and it is difficult to reach the hall of elegance. ”

Night Yao's bloody eyes pierced and roared, "I'll kill you." ”

"This king has confused your state of mind in just a few words, what qualifications do you have to call yourself a sword master. ”

Ye Junsheng looked at him contemptuously, "Is the Night Clan all a guy like you who is arrogant?"

"I'm going to kill you!"

The night roared angrily.

"The Night Clan's free-range diet means that they don't care about your life or death at all. Your status in the Night Clan is not even as good as a subordinate. ”

Night Xiaoyao clenched his fists, and his hatred was monstrous.

The icy killing intent swept away.

Dense scratches appeared on the surrounding houses.

Night Joy walked step by step, and her bloodshot eyes were creepy.

He was furious.

Only blood can calm him.

Ye Junsheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

It is rumored that the people of the Night Clan have Suzaku blood flowing in their bodies, and if they can stimulate the power of the bloodline, they can bring infinite power to people.

The purer the bloodline, the stronger the power it can gain.

Ye Junsheng had always thought it was just a rumor, but he never thought it would be true.

Ye Xiaoyao cultivated in the Seven Realms of Tongshen, however, what he practiced was swordsmanship, and his combat power was enough to challenge the half-step legend.

Right now, the power of the Vermilion Bird bloodline in the body is stimulated, and the cultivation is rising steadily, and there are faint signs of entering the half-step legend.

You must know that the Vermilion Bird bloodline in Ye Xiaoyao's body is very thin, but it also brings him such a strong increase.

The Suzaku bloodline is worthy of its name.

Ye Junsheng suddenly understood why the lord of the country did not move the other princely families, but wanted to move the Ye clan first.

Perhaps, it's because of the Vermilion Bird bloodline of the Night Clan.

In the Night Clan, the people with the power of the Vermilion Bird bloodline are definitely not weak.

It seems that the Night Clan really has the potential to become the eighth super family.

Ye Xiaoyao's eyes were blood-red, staring at Ye Junsheng, "You provoked me, you should die." ”

"This king just wants to see how strong the power of the Vermilion Bird bloodline rumored by the Night Clan is. ”

Before the words fell, Ye Xiaoyao waved his hands, and the bluestone slab under his feet lifted and fell overwhelmingly.

As soon as Ye Junsheng commanded, his fierce aura was suppressed in an instant.

Yeyao's pupils suddenly shrank.

Ye Junsheng took a step forward and burst out with a strong fighting spirit.

The dark clouds that had formed in the night sky were all washed away at this moment.

He raised his hand and slapped it quickly, and the terrifying aura instantly condensed and formed, turning into a huge palm cover.

Turn your hands into clouds and cover your hands for rain.

Rumble!

The ground was torn apart, and dust was kicked up.

Ye Yao's expression was shocked, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

How old is Ye Junsheng, and he is so strong.

Compared to those demons in the Night Clan, it is not bad at all.

What's more, Ye Junsheng does not have the support of huge resources, and he does not rely on any external force.

One step at a time, he has come to where he is today.

It's terrifyingly powerful.

Ye Xiaoyao thought that he had stimulated the power of the Vermilion Bird bloodline in his body, and he barely stepped into the half-step legend to be able to fight with Ye Junsheng.

But, the facts gave him a resounding slap in the face.

He was defeated.

Defeated very simply.

He is not Ye Junsheng's opponent at all.

In this world, people who can step into the realm of Tongmai in their twenties are already called geniuses.

Because if you want to open up the meridians in your body and integrate your strength, you can't just rely on talent.

People in their twenties who have stepped into the realm of Tongxuan can already be famous in all directions.

To be able to step into the realm of the gods at this age, I am afraid that only those demons of the princely family can do it.

Ye Jun was only thirty years old when he was born and was crowned king with a different surname, but the princely family did not think much of him, a king with a different surname, and did not pay attention to it at all.

However, who would have thought that Ye Junsheng had come to such a point.

Legend!

He was in his twenties and became a legend.

It is not an exaggeration to call it a peerless demon.

Cover the clouds!

The night was like a chicken, staring at Ye Junsheng, "You, how can you be so strong." ”

Ye Junsheng's face was indifferent, the soles of his feet stepped on the ground, and his strong aura went straight to the night.

The night roared angrily, and the sword qi was rampant.

He drew the long sword on his back and slashed at it, the sword light was dazzling, and the night was as dark as day.

Ye Junsheng calmly stretched out his palm, and with two fingers, he blocked Ye Xiaoyao's seemingly murderous and powerful blow.

Ye Yaoyao's eyes stared out of his sockets, and his eyes were glazed.

He is already a half-step legend, and with all his strength, he can't even cut off a single hair of Ye Junsheng.

Ye Xiaoyao was like a lightning strike, trembling all over, he only felt his scalp explode, his mouth was dry, "You haven't just stepped into the legend ......"

Ye Junsheng showed a faint smile on his face, "When this king fought with Southern Chu Admiral Yuwence in the south two years ago, he entered the legend. ”