As a father, he didn't pay attention to what he did and implicated his daughter, Ye Qinghan felt a trace of disgust for Han Qingyue in his heart. So he didn't even look at Han Jingwen's tearful eyes, and he didn't care that it would lead the disaster to Han Qingyue's body.

"We do things, it's not your turn to teach!I'll count to three, if you don't get out of the way, we're welcome!" The person at the head sneered, not moved by Ye Qinghan's words, and there was a strong threat in his tone.

Ye Qinghan frowned slightly, and took another step towards them.

"Die!" The right hand of the leader behind his back gestured, and the two people behind him shouted loudly, and pounced towards Ye Qinghan in the air. They didn't plan to let Ye Qinghan go at all.

"Looking for death!" Ye Qinghan let out a cold snort in his mouth, and his raised foot suddenly stepped down. The person who held Han Jingwen hostage only felt a tremor on the ground, and saw a puff of smoke and dust centered on Ye Qinghan and spreading towards the surroundings.

"What a terrifying cultivation!" The person at the head only had time to let out an exclamation, only to feel a flower in front of him, and what caught his eye was Ye Qinghan's cold and piercing eyes. In the blink of an eye, it was really just a blink of an eye, and Ye Qinghan, who was more than ten meters away, arrived in front of him.

This person's mind was very vicious, and without the slightest hesitation, he threw Han Jingwen who was sandwiched under his arm towards Ye Qinghan with all his strength. And he himself did not retreat but advanced, and with the sound of breaking the air, his fists slammed towards Han Jingwen, who was still in the air.

Han Jingwen, who was in the air, let out a scream, and from her angle, she could see everything very clearly. In the face of extreme danger, people will be unprecedentedly calm, and Han Jingwen's mind is spinning rapidly.

In her opinion, Ye Qinghan at this moment is the best choice only to withdraw and leave, although she will definitely die.

Behind Ye Qinghan at this moment, there were the two masters who turned around and punched after coming back to their senses. And the person in front of him obviously used Han Jingwen's life to drag Ye Qinghan here. Even if Ye Qinghan could reach out to catch her, she couldn't dodge that person's iron fists, and Ye Qinghan couldn't dodge the sneak attack of the two people behind her.

But after all, she was just an ordinary girl without the slightest martial arts cultivation, and she could never imagine what kind of ability Ye Qinghan had. The time was too short, she didn't have time to say anything, she only felt that her body was stable, and she fell into Ye Qinghan's warm embrace.

The scenery in front of her was spinning rapidly, and when she couldn't open her eyes because of the wind, she saw the person who rushed towards him behind Ye Qinghan. In the blink of an eye, Ye Qinghan had already turned around and used his back to meet the terrifying two punches of the leader of the man.

Han Jingwen's tears fell, she thought that Ye Qinghan was going to use her flesh and blood to help her block the terrifying attack of the leader. She had already imagined what it would look like after being hit by that person's terrifying fist, Ye Qinghan spat blood from his mouth.

It's just that her grief only lasted less than half a second, and the tears floating in the air hadn't even landed yet, only to feel a gust of wind whistling in her ears, Ye Qinghan actually sped up and hit the fist of the person behind her. At the same time, Han Jingwen felt Ye Qinghan's fingers flick, and two emerald green rays of light flew out of his fingertips, imprinted on the eyebrows of the two people who rushed to him.

Red blood shot out like a fountain from the eyebrows of the two people in front of them, and the two fell to the ground and never got up again. At the same time, the click of broken bones sounded, followed by the terrible screams behind Ye Qinghan, and the chaotic crashing sound. Han Jingwen, who was hugged by Ye Qinghan, easily saw that the person in the lead was like being hit by a speeding train, and flew out upside down like a cannonball.

Everything seemed to be still at this moment, Han Jingwen anxiously raised his head to look at Ye Qinghan, only to see that he was not seriously injured except that his face was pale. Han Jingwen's heart was settled for a while, and he felt that the fear that went straight to the bone marrow seemed to have disappeared in an instant. Ye Qinghan's embrace, for her, is the safest harbor in the world.

Han Jingwen, who stepped on the ground, felt a burst of weakness in his body, and almost fell down. Seeing Ye Qinghan's arm stretched out in time, she hugged it in her arms without the slightest hesitation, and then clinged to his body tightly.

All the shyness, all the reserve, is already a thing of the past at this moment. As long as you can be by his side, nothing matters anymore.

"You're the only one left, if you can say something I'm interested in, maybe I'll let you live!" Ye Qinghan slowly turned around and looked at the man in charge. Both of the man's arms had been broken, and he had fallen into the thorn bushes as he flew upside down, covered in scars. At this moment, the man was hanging weakly from the vines the thickness of his arm's arms, with a miserable smile on his face.

"It's enough to overestimate you, I didn't expect you to be a first-class cultivator. Planted in the hands of such a young first-class master, it can be regarded as death without regrets, you can kill me!" The man at the head did not have the slightest fear, but slowly closed his eyes with a relieved look.

"You're not afraid of death?" Ye Qinghan glanced at this person and asked lightly.

"I'm afraid, and I'm afraid! But I can see that you're not a vicious person, and it's probably better to die at your hands. This mission cannot be completed, once I return to the master, I am afraid that it will be difficult for me to die! You can make a move, your skills are not as good as others, I have nothing to say!" The leader shook his head and said with a calm expression.

Ye Qinghan didn't speak again, his fingers swiped quickly in the void, and he grabbed the body of a person who had just died, and said softly in his mouth: "Soul Arrest!"

A phantom shadow flew out of the corpse and fell into Ye Qinghan's hands. The man hanging on the vine had his eyes contracted violently, his body was trembling, how could he not recognize this phantom?

The man watched as the phantom of the soul struggled violently at Ye Qinghan's fingertips, and a little spiritual light flew out of him at a rapid pace until everything disappeared.

"Magic, it's actually magic, you're not cultivating martial arts, you're cultivating immortals!Haha, the way of cultivating immortals that the master has been seeking for hundreds of years has actually appeared on an ordinary person in the world, ridiculous, ridiculous!" The man at the head laughed frantically and coughed violently. His face distorted, his body spasmed unconsciously, and after a few moments there was no more sound.

Ye Qinghan raised his head and glanced at it casually, and sneered. This person was already seriously injured and incurable under his full force, and at this moment, he was so angry and bloody that he actually died. Degree of literature