Ye Qianhe was also stunned when he saw Ling Chuxi being shocked by his palm. The two of them chased and fled all the way, and they didn't stop to fight each other. But it was the first time that Ling Chuxi was knocked away so easily. What kind of god is this little slut walking at this time?

"It's really stupid and incorrigible, hurry up and apprentice to the old man, you can also become an outer disciple of the Heavenly Star Sect!" Ye Qianhe glared at Ling Chuxi, and threatened again, "If you don't comply, the old man will let you taste the taste of life is worse than death today!" ”

"An outer disciple of the Heavenly Star Sect dares to be so arrogant!" At this moment, a figure appeared, like a meteor, blocking between the two.

Not to mention Ling Chuxi, even Ye Qianhe was taken aback in his heart, with their strength, the six senses became extremely sharp when the battle qi was running, but they didn't notice the existence of this person.

Before Ye Qianhe came back to his senses, the black shadow had slowly stretched out his palm, and his movements were so slow from top to bottom, but if he lifted weights lightly, it gave people a sense of heavy oppression from flying out of the sky.

Ye Qianhe felt as if he was being pressed down by a mountain peak, his body sank, he fell to the ground with a thud, and sat down.

Ling Chuxi was completely stunned, Ye Qianhe was the strength of the True Yuan Realm, and he slapped the ground like a fly. Is this another master?

"Who are you!" Ye Qianhe looked at the person in front of him with a shocked face, and his heart suddenly fell from the clouds into the abyss.

Standing in front of him was a young man in his twenties, with a tall figure like a peak, his facial features were as angular as a sculpture, handsome but revealing a bit of pride.

"Wasn't it quite enjoyable to chase my sister just now? Why don't you get up and keep chasing? The young man looked at Ye Qianhe contemptuously and said.

"Sister?!" Ling Chuxi looked at the young man's heroic face in a daze, and a vague face appeared in his mind, a little childish, but also a little resolute and bold. In my mind, the two faces began to overlap. Ling Wuxian? Could it really be Ling Wuxian?! How did he end up here?

"You're from the Flowing Cloud Sect!" Ye Qianhe looked at the young man in a daze, and suddenly asked in horror.

"Humph!" The young man snorted coldly, and suddenly slapped his palm.

Ye Qianhe was shocked and sprinkled a piece of green poisonous powder again.

With a wave of the young man's sleeves, the battle weather that came out of his body was controlled by an invisible big hand, rolling from all sides to the center, rolling all the poisonous powder into it, and then blasting towards Ye Qianhe.

Ye Qianhe was so frightened that his soul flew away, of course he knew best how powerful this poison was, even if there was an antidote, he would definitely suffer more from his flesh and skin.

Without thinking about it, Ye Qianhe got up and ran away.

"Bang", the young man slapped Ye Qianhe's back with a palm.

Ye Qianhe flew out of the air like an arrow from a string, and his body spurted out a line of blood in the air, but he didn't even dare to stop, and his illness flew out like a lost dog.

"If you let me see it again next time, there will be no forgiveness!" The young man looked at Ye Qianhe's fleeing figure and said coldly.

The cold voice came into Ye Qianhe's ears, and it scared him so much that his legs were weak again, and he almost stumbled and fell to the ground, but it was not easy to stabilize his mind and run forward desperately.

Ling Chuxi looked at the young man's domineering and heroic figure, and knew that he was not unwilling to kill Ye Qianhe, nor that he couldn't kill him, he just didn't bother to kill him! Such pride, such conceit, is convincing.

This man is the enigmatic big brother, Ling Wuxian?