He, Ye Kun, is not a fool, and now the apprentice who is gradually worried has come over in person, obviously having a hint of what happened back then.

As the saying goes, those who come are not good and those who are good don't come, this Jiang Wuxian is clearly coming for him.

"Oh, you're the dog that Ning gradually raised?"

"Wash your neck well, I'll leave you dead."

Jiang Wuxian was stunned, he originally wanted to give Ye Kun a dismissal, but in the end, people started to scare him.

What happened back then, Ning gradually chou really didn't care, anyway, he was just an apprentice who was expelled from the school, plus two killers.

But he Jiang Wuxian won't just forget it, in his eyes, this matter is related to his master's gradually sad face, and it has been traced for so many years.

Finally, I found some clues from that year, some monks who saw what happened and survived.

These people were naturally able to easily transform Ye Kun's appearance, but after these guys told Jiang Wuxian about these things, they were all killed by him without exception.

Although they provided intelligence clues, they also knew the moment when the killer of their Blood Killing Alliance failed and was humiliating, which Jiang Wuxian did not allow.

Shadow looked at Ye Kun dumbfounded, the sudden killing intent at the dinner table made him overwhelmed, and he didn't understand how it had become such an atmosphere just now.

"Interesting, your name is Ye Kun, right, I remember you, don't kneel and beg for mercy when the time comes, you dare to move the people of my blood killing alliance, wait for you to die." Glancing at him coldly, Jiang Wuxian waved his sleeve robe and turned around and left.

His goal was not achieved, but he was taken the lead by the other party, and he was unhappy in his heart, rather than continue to stay here and eat deflated, it is better to leave.

"Brother Ye, what's going on?!"

"Do you know Jiang Wuxie's unlucky guy?"

Putting down the chopsticks in his hand, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, but he was a little curious about the grievances here.

In his opinion, these two people obviously do not have half of the intersection, but they seem to have a deep hatred, which makes him continue to eat calmly.

"It's nothing, it's just that I have killed a few people from the Blood Killing Alliance before, and there is a disciple who was expelled from the sect by Ning Yanchou, and that's it."

He said it lightly, and the shadow sitting next to him almost choked to death on the spot.

The eyeballs are about to pop out.

Directly exclaimed, "What?!" You killed the people of the Blood Killing Alliance?! ”

The people who were originally noisy on this floor, after hearing the words of the shadow, all stopped the chopsticks in their hands, or the chopsticks fell on the table.

They looked at them one by one dumbfounded, when they looked at Ye Kun at this moment, it was like looking at the plague god, who would dare to speak loudly!!

They didn't dare to continue eating.

After a while, these people left behind the source of mana, and they all left here, for fear that they would have anything to do with Ye Kun and his traces.

Just kidding, killing the people of the Blood Killing Alliance, isn't this a clear show that with the Fifth Martial Saint, Ning is doing the right thing?

Since the Blood Killing Alliance wants to kill you, you should stand and let people kill, even if you don't stand, you can dodge, what's the matter with killing the people of the Blood Killing Alliance?

Anyway, they couldn't understand why Ye Kun did this, all they could do was for everyone to leave this layer, if Ning Yanchou came here, I was afraid that they would be slaughtered as well.

"Look at you, why are you talking so loudly, it doesn't scare everyone away." Ye Kun glanced at him, shrugged his shoulders and continued to eat and drink.

Ning gradually worried about this guy, it was only a matter of time before Ye Kun killed him, but he didn't have the strength to deal with him now.

Seeing him so calm and light, the shadow was also convinced and gave a thumbs up and said, "You cow." ”

"What are the people of the Blood Killing Alliance, they are a group of extremely stingy guys."

"Basically, if the first batch of killers is killed, more powerful killers will be filmed until the other party is killed."

"It's really strange that you killed their people and they were all right."

"But don't worry, during the martial arts conference, even Ning Yanchou can't do anything to you."

"Don't talk about it, he won't even come back."

You can rest assured that what I said is absolutely right, that guy will definitely not come back, which can be described as full of confidence.

As a result, the next breath, the cold killing intent surrounded the two of them.

The white-clothed Shengxue, with long hair like a waterfall, and a face like a crown of jade, Ning Yanchou appeared next to their table.

Ye Kun raised his eyebrows, still eating calmly, not taking this heaven-level saint venerable in his eyes at all.

Trace's mouth was wide open, almost dislocated.

"Blood... Blood... Blood Killing Martial Saint..."

"You... You... Why are you here?! ”

He was so frightened that he gasped, for fear that Ning would really kill people when he came to do it, and he couldn't even speak.

When facing his master Phantom Martial Saint, he had never been so nervous, as soon as this Blood Killing Martial Saint appeared, whether it was his eyes or the aura emanating from his body, he had a trembling feeling.

There is even an urge to crawl on the ground and tremble, and I want to kneel and beg for mercy, but the difference in strength makes him sweat like rain and his face is like white skin.

"Heh, isn't this the apprentice of the Phantom Martial Saint?"

"Didn't you say I wouldn't come?"

"Now that I'm here, are you going to hit me?!"

Ning gradually looked coldly at the almost frightened shadow, and after these words, the shadow was so frightened that he wanted to get into this hole.

Seeing that he was already in such an embarrassed appearance, Ning gradually ignored him directly.

Instead, he looked at Ye Kun, the young man who had killed two of his Blood Alliance's subordinates.

"You're not afraid of me?"

Ning gradually looked at Ye Kun coldly, when these monks saw him, which of them was not afraid of fear, but such a saint boy was not afraid of himself at all.

Knowing that he had a grudge against him, he was able to be so calm, which made him feel a little surprised.

Seeing that Ye Kun didn't speak, he continued to speak: "Boy, don't you think that if you come to participate in the martial arts conference, I won't dare to kill you here." ”

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the killing intent on Ning Yanchou's body became even more surging, this is not something that can be accumulated by killing tens of thousands of people.

It was definitely the killing of hundreds of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even more creatures that condensed such a monstrous killing intent.

His killing intent has almost materialized, the bright red color visible to the naked eye, just sitting on the side, the trace feels breathless, he has no ability to open his mouth to speak now, and he has been completely shocked.

After swallowing the meat in his mouth and wiping his mouth with the towel on the table, Ye Kun raised his head and looked at Ning Yan coldly.

Then the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he said with a smile: "If you have a kind of action, what kind of ability is it to bully the small, you Brother Kun, if I live to your age, I will definitely press you to the ground and rub it, waste." ”

The whole face is like seeing a ghost, sallow and sallow.

Brother Ye!! What are you talking about?! Shut up, don't continue, don't provoke the Blood Killing Martial Saint!! It's over, it's over, Master, come and save us!!

His heart roared wildly, and Ye Kun's words made him go crazy on the spot, so much so that he was close to a nervous breakdown.

Ning Yanchou's face was gloomy, and no one had ever dared to talk to him like this.

"Since you want to die, I'll send you on your way."

As he spoke, he was about to raise his hand to pinch Ye Kun to death.

"Fuck off."

A palm suddenly poked out, Ning gradually sorrowful's pupils shrank, and he immediately stretched out his palm to swing.

There was a thud, a pop.

But this blow was extraordinarily restrained and did not spread out, otherwise this restaurant would not have nothing to do with it.

Ning gradually regressed quickly, and at the same time, his right arm disappeared on the spot, and the blood stained the floor red, and it was only a blow that it could be seen that he had suffered a big loss.

Shadow couldn't believe what he was seeing in front of him, just with a light palm, the Fifth Martial Saint actually suffered such a big loss with a single look.

It's a dreamlike scene.

Ye Kun stood up from his position and scratched the back of his head embarrassedly.

"Uncle Zheng..."

Zheng Jianhong looked at Ye Kun and said with a smile: "Is my nephew okay?" ”

"It's okay, fortunately, Uncle Zheng came in time." Ye Kun grinned.

Zheng Jianhong nodded, looked at Ning Wanchou, who was standing not far away, looked at him indifferently, and said: "Ning Wanchou, the fifth martial saint Hugh is going to be arrogant, if you dare to do something to my nephew again, don't blame me for overturning your Blood Killing Alliance, but before overturning the Blood Killing Alliance, you will definitely die." ”

"Use your brain to figure out what will happen to me with your current strength." After saying that, he flicked his sleeve robe and looked at him coldly.

Domineering, it is simply domineering to the extreme, obviously he is also a heaven-level saint, but Zheng Jianhong's strength is far stronger than Ning Wanchou, and after a few words, he was speechless.

Ning gradually gloomy eyes, without saying a word, finally disappeared, he is very clear about the truth that heroes don't suffer losses in front of them.

"Thank you, Uncle Zheng." Ye Kun arched his hand.

Zheng Jianhong waved his hand and said with a smile: "You kid, you know that I will come over, that's why you talk to Ning Wanchou so unscrupulously." ”

"But it doesn't matter, just a little Ning is getting worried, you don't need to pay attention to it at all, if he dares to have any thoughts about you next time, you Uncle Zheng and I will definitely slaughter him."

"Okay, I won't get in your way."

With that, he vanished, as if he had never been there.

Shadow licked his dry lips with his tongue, shocking him by the truth of what had just happened.

The two heaven-level saint venerables faced each other in an extremely restrained way, and everything around them was not destroyed, but Ning gradually lost an arm.

Although his arm can be recovered quickly, Zheng Jianhong has nothing to do and has the absolute upper hand.