Chapter 2250 The Poor Must Have Something to Hate

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killed this cheetah with a sword, and Ye Qingyun set off again.

After walking for about a stick of incense, there was a fierce fighting sound in front of him, which attracted Ye Qingyun's attention.

"I am the son of the Ten Heavenly Proud of the Immortal Sect, Immortal Sect! If you dare to do anything to me, the Immortal Sect will not let you go!"

The angry voice rolled in, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

"Shen Yiyi?" Ye Qingyun's eyes suddenly chilled when he heard this name, and a killing intent swept through his pupils, and disappeared in a flash, cold to the extreme.

He followed the voice.

In the dense jungle, the trees are towering, covering the sky and the sun.

I saw a group of people and horses surrounded by Ming Yiyi and others, these people were dressed in the same way, and at a glance, they knew that they were people from the same force.

They are all fierce, full of energy and blood, and have strong combat effectiveness.

They were surrounded by five people, including Shen Yiyi.

The game is that each person sends five people who have no cultivation to go to the Dark Beast Domain, and the one who finally survives is the winner.

But he never imagined that he would encounter a group of robbers.

These people are not afraid of heaven and earth, they have long put life and death out of the way. At this moment, a martial artist with a scar on his face stared at Ming Yiyi, looking at Ming Yiyi's delicate body, his eyes were hot, full of greedy light, and he couldn't wait to swallow Ming Yiyi in one bite: "It turned out to be a beauty of the Immortal Sect, but I didn't try the taste of a woman from the Immortal Sect!"

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"You bastard!" roared, a hint of murderous intent in her eyes.

At this moment they were seriously wounded, and it was clear that they had fought fiercely with these people before, but they were defeated and defeated.

Not far away, a figure stood proudly.

This is a young man, he is carrying an ancient sword, he is staring coldly at the people below, looking at Ming Yiyi and another woman, and said lightly: "These two women stay, and the rest will be killed!

"Yes, Childe!"

The big man with the scar on his face nodded heavily, then took a step, held his sword, and with two groans, he eliminated the adventurer.

When she saw this scene, a light of fear appeared in her eyes, and a cold feeling came like a tide, making her delicate body tremble.

"Don't be afraid, don't worry, the master won't kill you!"

The scar man grinned, his smile full of evil.

The group of people didn't know that not far away, a figure was standing, watching this scene coldly.

This person is Ye Qingyun.

Ye Qingyun looked at this scene and sneered, without any pity on his face: "Poor people must have something to hate!"

Previously, this Ming Yiyi regarded Ye Qingyun and others as ants, and regarded the lives of Ye Qingyun and others as grass mustard.

Now, she is seen as an ant, as a mustard.

Retribution, this is retribution!

Ye Qingyun looked at the darkness at this moment, but he didn't look at it anymore, turned around and prepared to leave here.

However, Shen Yiyi found him!"Slave! This is my slave! Isn't he dead?How is he still alive?" Ming Yiyi's eyes were full of confusion, not long ago, she left an exclusive spiritual imprint in Ye Qingyun's body, as long as Ye Qingyun was still alive, then she could find Ye Qing according to the spiritual fluctuations of the imprint

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It's just that the day before yesterday, she was shocked to find that this spiritual imprint had disappeared.

There is only one possibility, that is, Ye Qingyun is dead!

In her opinion, among the five people she selected, Ye Qingyun's body was the strongest, and he should not die in the Dark Beast Domain.

So when she learned the news, she was quite surprised, shocked, and even incredulous.

Now, when she saw Ye Qingyun standing in that place alive, the shock in her heart was even stronger, and she felt that it was too incredible.

Could it be that the other party forcibly erased her spiritual imprint?

But the other party doesn't have the slightest bit of cultivation!

There must be a secret in the other party!

She didn't know that Ye Qingyun's body was reconstituted at this moment, and the spiritual imprint she had placed on Ye Qingyun's body had long since disappeared.

"He's my slave, and if you let me go, I'll give him to you!

Styx shouted.

In order to be able to survive, she will do whatever it takes.

At this moment, Ye Qingyun wanted to leave, but when he heard this, his eyes suddenly became indifferent, and a chill came out of his pupils little by little, and finally it was like a vast ocean.

According to his thoughts, he planned to ignore the matter and let the underworld fend for itself.

But Shen Yiyi didn't want to let him go.

What a!

"Your slave is strong in the flesh, I want to see how strong his flesh is!"

Shen Yiyi's words instantly attracted the attention of the martial artist with the scar on his face.

The martial artist focused his gaze on Ye Qingyun, licked his lips, and shouted, "Boy, come here!"

Regarding the words of this martial artist, Ye Qingyun ignored them and chose to ignore them.

"Huh, how dare you ignore me?" the warrior was stunned for a moment, then snorted coldly, and the corners of his mouth raised a deterrent arc.

He reached out with his right hand and grabbed at the void.

Suddenly, a huge mace appeared in his hand.

Swinging the mace violently, it continued to rotate in the void, condensing a burst of strong wind at the stick, slamming towards Ye Qingyun.

This person's cultivation is in the ninth level of the Heavenly God Realm, and in the ninth small level, he is infinitely close to the Martial King Realm.

Facing the other party's move, Ye Qingyun snorted coldly, he held the Ruthless Holy Dragon Sword in his hand, and swept over with one sword.

While!

The two huge forces collided violently, and the piercing collision sound was deafening like Hong Zhong Dalu.

A terrifying wave of air swept all around, causing the space to freeze.

Wherever the air waves passed, the surrounding grass and trees were all cut off, and the grass and trees splashed.

Burst!

The martial artist with the scar on his face was embarrassed in the face of Ye Qingyun's sword, and he took a few steps back, spurting blood from his mouth.

He stared ahead in horror, as if he thought it was incredible that the other party could resist him.

Ye Qingyun raised his head arrogantly, looked at the person in front of him, and then condensed his murderous gaze on Shen Yiyi.

There was also a look of disbelief on her face.

"You...... Why are you so strong?"

"Cultivation, how do you have cultivation?"

Ying Yiyi's mouth opened wide, and everyone could see the shock in her heart, unbelievable. "I wanted you to fend for yourself, but if you want to harm me so much, then I will definitely not let you go!" Ye Qingyun glanced at Ming Yiyi and said indifferently, his eyes were as sharp as a sharp blade.