Hera had been standing at the door, and the conversation between Ye Haotian and Su Yueyang in the room had all fallen on her ears, and when she heard Ye Haotian's angry reprimand, although she didn't understand what it was, she was very happy to listen to it.

This is the first time Hera has seen him angry since the day she met Ye Haotian, and she felt that her man was really a man, and she was fascinated by it, but she didn't expect the voice inside to suddenly break, and then, Ye Haotian fell out of it.

"Ye Haotian!"

Hera was shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab Ye Haotian's arm and helped him up, "What's wrong with you?

Ye Haotian glared at Su Yueyang in the room, and slowly got up from the ground, Hera guessed what had just happened from Ye Haotian's cold eyes, she pulled out the Cangming Flying Lock behind her, and said coldly: "You come out!"

Ye Haotian pressed Hera's arm, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a cold evil smile: "Don't worry about it, go to the side." ”

Hera obediently flashed to the side, the battle axe was still in her hand, and several guards guarding the courtyard heard the voice and walked in, looked at Ye Haotian a little blankly, and then turned their eyes to Su Yueyang who came out of the house.

"The apprentice of the Sword Saint, who is really majestic, will even sneak attack. Ye Haotian rubbed his aching chest and said mockingly.

"If I wanted to kill you, now you're dead. Su Yueyang said coldly.

"The Five Realms cultivator is killing a Second Realm cultivator, this kind of shameless words are worthy of your mouth. Ye Haotian sneered without showing weakness: "If we are in the same realm, just a man like you can fight eight of them!"

Su Yueyang raised her eyebrows, and heard the meaning of Ye Haotian's words, "Do you want to challenge the king of this county?"

"Do you dare?"

Ye Haotian straightened his chest and looked at Su Yueyang with disdain.

Su Yueyang looked Ye Haotian up and down, and said, "At the banquet today, you said that you and Hera are practicing murderous martial arts, which are not suitable for performance. ”

Ye Haotian said: "Scared?"

Su Yueyang said: "Hera is a barbarian, and her real combat power cannot be judged by the realm, and you are a human-demon hybrid at the peak of the second realm who can still escape from the chaotic army after killing the demon general, which makes me very curious." Therefore, the king of this county really wants to see what you are capable of, for the sake of fairness, I will control the aura at the same level as you, and see how you can fight eight with one. ”

After listening to Su Yueyang's words, a cold glint flashed in the depths of Ye Haotian's eyes.

I don't know if it's because of Su Yueyang's hostility towards him, or because of that too handsome face that makes Ye Haotian disgusted, from the moment he saw him today, Ye Haotian had the urge to grab his face in his hands and rub it hard.

It's a strange feeling, and I can't tell if it's because of hatred or jealousy.

If you want to say hate, Ye Haotian really has no hatred for Su Ning'er, the only brother, although he is hostile to himself and even sent someone to assassinate him, Ye Haotian has never been murderous towards him.

This may have something to do with Su Ning'er, but it was more because of all the rumors about Su Yueyang in the battle with the demon army.

He was only eighteen years old, and he led the troops to fight dozens of battles with the demon army for two years but never lost, according to Wang Qiang, there were more than 3,000 demon soldiers and demon generals killed by his own hands.

Three thousand.

Kill with your own hands.

This is definitely a terrifying number.

Ye Haotian has had several encounters with the demon army in the past half a year, and the demon army that died because of him has tens of thousands of people, but there are very few enemies in his real hands. More often than not, he is in the role of conductor.

People who can kill the demon clan are all beautiful in Ye Haotian's heart.

Therefore, even if he couldn't get used to Su Yueyang, Ye Haotian had never killed him.

But at this time, Ye Haotian was really angry.

Before meeting Su Yueyang, he had imagined the situation he might encounter.

Su Yueyang is right, Su Ning'er is his sister, who she wants to marry, that is the Su family's family matter, and Ye Haotian has no right to ask at all.

Ye Haotian is not an unreasonable person, he knows that he is at a loss, and he knows that he is indeed not qualified to interfere too much in the exchanges between the upper and wealthy families, but Su Ning'er is different, she once saved Ye Haotian's life, and Ye Haotian also vowed never to let her suffer any more grievances, especially after seeing Wu Rulong, the desire to oppose this marriage became stronger.

However, what can he do if he opposes it in his heart? His current strength is still too weak, Ye Haotian had already thought of the worst result before entering the door, he just hoped that Su Yueyang could give a reasonable explanation, so as to convince himself, but the pride of the county king did not take him seriously at all.

Ye Haotian was very depressed in his heart, there was a kind of unspeakable discomfort, but he was helpless, this kind of pain even made people desperate, under the anger, he couldn't care about anything else, he scolded Su Yueyang is scolding, and was thrown out directly.

If there is revenge and no revenge, that is not Ye Haotian's character.

In the face of absolute strength disparity, the thickness of the skin can sometimes turn the tide of battle.

That fall made Ye Haotian completely sober up, his brain reacted extremely quickly, and in an instant, he thought of a way to regain face, teach Su Yueyang a lesson, and let out this evil breath - that is, to force the other party to control his strength and duel with himself.

Cultivators attach great importance to reputation, and in the face of challenges, it is very rare that they should not fight, and Su Yueyang, as a disciple of the Sword Saint, is even less likely to be afraid of the son of the Marquis of Yi.

The result was the same as Ye Haotian expected, he really wanted to have a fair fight with himself.

Ye Haotian was full of confidence in this competition, but he didn't realize until he really started - even if Su Yueyang controlled his cultivation, he didn't seem to be able to beat others.

There are many kinds of hits.

Some are not as powerful as the other side.

Some are not as fast as the other party.

Some moves are not as subtle as the other party.

Ye Haotian was very lucky, these three items were not as good as Su Yueyang! He was a dignified reincarnated sword god, and he didn't take advantage of any moves in his moves!

Not only that, but his biggest reliance, the black long knife given to him by the senior brother, did not seem to be able to restrain the golden bell sword in the other party's hand.

A silver sword shadow fell in the air, Ye Haotian raised his knife to block, the swords collided, and there was a crisp bell shaking sound, this sound was pleasant and moving, but it was like a lightning strike in Ye Haotian's ears, his soul trembled, and his arm was numb with the huge force, and he took a few steps back before standing firm.

"How can this be!".

Ye Haotian's heart was surging with blood, and the horror was beyond words. He has the soul of a demon god, and he has the blood of a god in his body, and his spiritual power is far from being comparable to that of ordinary cultivators, but under the soul-snatching ringtone, he almost lost it a few times!

From the time he started to the present, the black long knife and the golden bell sword have touched thirty-seven times in a row, he changed thirteen sword techniques in one breath, and each time it was easily cracked by Su Yueyang, the slender silver narrow sword in his hand seemed to have a strong suction, and as soon as the black long knife approached his side, there was an invisible force pulling and touching the sword.