"I only make one move, I can stop the life, I can't stop it, I die!"

Hu Asan was terrified, his whole body was cold and stiff, and he was already frightened, and his soul flew out of the sky.

It's too strong!

In the past, he always boasted that he could block the full force of the half-step legend and even the legend master.

But when he came across.

Only then did he realize that the gap between the realm of the gods and the legend was like a chasm.

At this moment, his soul was trembling, and an endless chill spread from the depths of his body to his limbs.

But, after all, he is a veteran master who has been famous for a long time.

Start with a hard start and run at full speed.

Offense instead of defense.

In an instant, that ray of white light roared with endless divine might.

Hu Asan's eyes widened in horror and he frantically formed a defense to resist.

Rumble!

The white light slammed into him, and his defenses collapsed instantly, and the sound of bone cracking resounded, creepy, and his scalp exploded.

Hu Asan was hit hard, but he didn't move half a step from beginning to end.

He raised his hand with difficulty and put it on his heart, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, "You are so strong." ”

Han Zhiming and the others looked sluggish, and they had already been scared stupid.

The peak powerhouse of the Seven Realms of the Divine Spirits is enough to overwhelm the top masters of the provincial capital. However, he was defeated if he couldn't resist even a move.

Han Zhiming's mouth was dry, and his eyes were full of horror and disbelief.

Ye Junsheng sighed lightly with a little disappointment, "This trick didn't kill you." ”

Hu Asan, "......"

Crowd, "......"

"Since you're blocking this move, I'll keep you. ”

Hu Asan coughed up blood violently and clenched his fists with difficulty, "Thank you seniors for your mercy." ”

The huge casino fell into a deathly silence, and everyone did not dare to breathe hard.

The god of killing didn't seem to be doing his best.

Han Zhiming's heart was beating and he was drenched in cold sweat.

Ye Junsheng's cold eyes fell on him, "Can you talk to me about the process of the Han family's development." ”

Han Zhiming's heart sank suddenly, and an endless chill hit.

Ye Jun was born menacing, and he came for the Han family.

Hu Asan was defeated by one move.

The Han family is in danger.

Han Zhiming sweated like rain, tried to keep his composure, and asked, "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

"The Han family built the Vermilion Bird Statue in Suzaku Square, I want to ask, who is it for? Is it the Han family, or the princely family behind the Han family. ”

Ye Junsheng said lightly.

Hiss --

Han Zhiming's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Han Fenglin's methods are indeed not bad, however, if he wants to make a fortune in Shuicheng, where the local forces are intertwined, he can't do it alone. ”

Ye Junsheng said slowly: "A few years ago, the Han family was just a second-rate family in Shuicheng. How can you grow into a top wealthy company in Shuicheng in just a few years?"

Han Zhiming trembled.

"Suzaku is the totem of a princely family, and the princely family should be surnamed Ye. ”

Ye Junsheng's eyes were as sharp as a knife, "Tell me, where is the Ye family?"

Han Zhiming swallowed violently, panicked.

"Who the hell are you, how do you know so much?"

"He, he's ......"

Hu Asan seemed to have guessed Ye Junsheng's origin and wanted to remind Han Zhiming.

Ye Junsheng's eyes were over, Hu Asan only felt the qi and blood churning, the qi and blood in his body surging uncontrollably, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out with a wow.

He was so frightened that he fell to his knees and begged for mercy.

"If you dare to talk more, die!"

"Seniors spare their lives!"

The strong are respected, and it is understandable for him to call Ye Junsheng a senior.

Han Zhiming's heart was shocked, the third master of the Han family, who had infinite scenery, smelled the breath of death.

"Tell me, where is the princely family surnamed Ye, and what role does your Han family represent in it?"

Ye Junsheng's words went straight to Han Zhiming's heart, making him feel painful.

Ye Junsheng looked at Han Qianqiu, who was lying in a pool of blood, and Liu Meng dragged him over and threw him at Ye Junsheng's feet.

Ye Junsheng raised his foot and stepped on Han Qianqiu's head, "Give you a chance to tell what you know honestly." Otherwise, your son Han Zhiming's life will not be guaranteed. ”

Han Zhiming's bloody eyes and his face were distorted, "You let him go." ”

The corners of Ye Junsheng's mouth hooked a cold arc, "Your Han family has laid out the Ye family in Shuicheng and even the surrounding cities for the past few years, just wait for the Ye family to stand on a high place and raise your arms and exhale, rip the earth and seal the king, right?" ”

"At that time, you will have great achievements in the Han family, and you will be crowned the king and the prime minister, right?"

"Han Fenglin did a good job, a big dream in the spring and autumn. ”

Han Zhiming's eyes were full of anger and resentment, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Since you know that our Han family is the spokesperson of the Ye Clan, how dare you be so arrogant?"

"The Han family is not worth mentioning in my eyes. ”

Ye Junsheng carried his hands behind his back, and the momentum of dominating the world permeated out.

"I set foot in Zhujiang and came here for the Ye Clan. ”

Before the words fell, Ye Junsheng stepped on Han Qianqiu's other arm, he was already seriously injured, and he couldn't even scream.

Han Zhiming trembled with anger, his nails embedded in the flesh and blood.

"One last chance for you. ”

Ye Junsheng's eyes were cold.

Han Zhiming finally chose to admit defeat, his expression was decadent, as if he had aged more than ten years in an instant.

"What do you want to know?"

"Everything about the Night. ”

"The contact with the Night Clan is all in charge of my father, who then sends us a mission. ”

"Over the past few years, how many dark chess pieces have you buried for the Ye Clan?"

"It's an absolute secret, and only my father knows about it. ”

Ye Junsheng's eyes narrowed, "You Han Zhiming is the third master of the Han family, as far as I know, Han Fenglin can value you very much, otherwise, how could he let Han Qianqiu, a fool, manage such an important place as Xiaoyao Palace." ”

"Do you think Han Fenglin is stupid, or am I stupid?"

Han Zhiming was terrified.

"Everything in your Han family is already under control, it doesn't matter if you say it or not. But since you opened your mouth, you still want to make up nonsense to deceive me. ”

Ye Junsheng sighed helplessly, "Han Zhiming, you are smart and confused for a while. You're going to bury your own son with your own hands. ”

"Han Qianqiu is a bully and arrogant. In fact, there are too many such people, and I can't control them. But since I met it, I had to take care of it. ”

"Because of your ignorance, you have finally killed your own son. ”

Ye Junsheng stepped on Han Qianqiu's heart, and his body sat up suddenly, spitting out blood.

The life in his eyes is sparse, his eyes are wide, and he is not blind.

"Chiaki, my son. ”

Han Zhiming's eyes were about to split, and he roared.

Ye Junsheng kicked Han Qianqiu out, and Han Zhiming flew up to catch him. However, he thought too simply, and the powerful force hit him, shocking him to vomit blood.

Ye Junsheng took Li Qingyan's hand and walked outside the Xiaoyao Palace.

"Han Zhiming, if you want revenge, just come. However, your Han family is not my opponent, call the people of the Ye Clan, maybe they can make me look at each other. ”

The cold sound was like thunder, deafening.

Han Zhiming hugged Han Qianqiu's corpse, and all thoughts were lost.

The white-haired man sends the black-haired man.

Hatred swept in, and killing intent was monstrous.

"I want him to die, I want him to bury my son!"