Chapter Fifty-Eight: Archery

Ye Ran looked at him, the fist hidden in his sleeve gurgling.

"Are you sure you're not going to save him? He's your own uncle, and he's got a huge fortune to you, don't you feel a little guilty?"

"Idiot!" Wan Qing watched Ye Ran spit out two words lightly, and a grim smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, "I even dare to kill my own brother, what is he worth!"

"Besides, if he is really good to me, he should hand over his archery skills, instead of hiding and pinching it, which makes me uncomfortable for a while!"

"yes, I'm a fool. Ye Ran took a deep breath, took off the black robe that covered his head, and then looked at Wan Qing coldly, looking at him as if he was looking at a dead man, "I've been talking nonsense with you guy for so long." ”

"What are you ......" Wan Qing looked at Ye Ran, whose skin was blood-red, with a look of horror on his face, is this guy a human being? Why is his skin blood-red?

"Suffer death, you scum!" Looking at the old man who had been deeply poisoned, the anger in Ye Ran's heart continued to rise, and he didn't have to be polite to treat this scumbag at all.

Ye Ran's body moved, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Wan Qing's body, "Feng Blaze Palm!"

A palm slapped out suddenly, and the strong wind carried it blew the surrounding fallen leaves into a flutter.

Wan Qing's complexion changed suddenly, and the strong wind blew his cheeks with pain, and the power that the cultivator of the ninth layer of the Quenching Body Realm burst out was so terrifying?

Seeing that it was too late to dodge, Wan Qing had no choice but to take this palm.

The majestic force swept through his whole body, and his body stagnated for a moment, and then retreated dozens of feet before he stopped his body.

Wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, Wan Qing looked at Ye Ran, and couldn't help but be horrified in his heart, and a sense of retreat emerged.

"If I don't kill you today, it's hard to solve the hatred in my heart!" Ye Ran looked at Wan Qing with a cold look in his eyes.

"It's too rampant for you!" Wan Qing saw Ye Ran's appearance of not giving up, knowing that there was no room for things to turn back, so he could only bite the bullet, either you die or I die!

Wan Qing's body moved, and he held the long knife thrown by Ye Ran who had sneaked up on him before, which he spent a lot of spirit crystals to refine and specially asked someone to refine it, and the blade was also mixed with purple cinnabar that could increase the strength of the weapon itself by several grades, which could barely be regarded as a precious treasure knife.

If that kid is really a cultivator of the ninth layer of the Quenching Body Realm, as long as I am given a chance, then I have the confidence to kill him with one sword! Wan Qing looked at Ye Ran viciously, although Ye Ran's appearance was weird, but there was nothing earth-shattering, and it was just a few points stronger than ordinary people!

To give himself some confidence, Wan Qing took the lead in rushing forward, the blade of the knife danced, and the sound of breaking the air was made

"Heh!" Wan Qing came to Ye Ran, his body jumped high, and he launched an attack from the air, "Liuyun Slash!"

The surrounding air began to be disordered, and a powerful and compelling aura enveloped Ye Ran, and the black knife body carried bursts of qi visible to the naked eye.

This blow is no small feat!

Wan Qing's eyes flashed with cold light, and the perfect trick of the flowing cloud slash made Wan Qing's confidence greatly increased, he knew that Ye Ran would definitely lose!

"Carving insect skills!" Ye Ran curled the corners of his mouth, a contemptuous smile appeared, he raised his fist and swung it out suddenly.

The fist was facing the long knife with a cold edge.

Wan Qing looked at Ye Ran who wanted to face the long knife he had refined with his flesh and blood fist, and spit out two words in his mouth, "Idiot!"

How could there be such a stupid person in the world, it was simply ridiculous and generous, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Wan Qing's mouth.

Soon the smile on his face disappeared, and he watched as the long knife he had carefully refined came into contact with Ye Ran's fist, making a "click" cracking sound.

The blade was actually shattered! Wan Qing's pupils dilated, and his face was in disbelief.

And the seemingly fragile fist was unscathed, and after completely destroying the long knife, it fell heavily on Wan Qing's body.

Wan Qing's body shook, a syllable came out of his throat, and he couldn't make a sound, his body exploded, and a rain of blood fell.

Ye Ran quickly retreated, and then panted and was weak, this blow drained all of Ye Ran's strength! The power caused was also extremely terrifying!

Without much pause, Ye Ran immediately came to the old man's side.

The light curtain that protected the old man had disappeared, and the old man was lying on the ground weakly, breathing.

"Old man, are you alright?" Ye Ran's face changed suddenly, and then he shouted softly.

"Yun'er, Yun'er, are you back?" The old man's face was pale, his lips were blue, and he grabbed Ye Ran and mistook him for his dead son.

"Old man, it's me. Ye Ran helped the old man up, and then called out in grief.

"Oh...... It turned out to be you. The old man raised his eyelids with difficulty, looking at Ye Ran's strange appearance, he was not surprised, of course, maybe he was powerless to be surprised, he said weakly, "What about Wan Lan and Wan Qing?"

"I killed you. Ye Ran replied truthfully.

"......" The old man was silent for a moment, sighed, and then said in a daze, "It's good to kill it......

Ye Ran's face was complicated, he knew that the old man was no longer saved, he had been poisoned, and then he had taken a lot of life-activating pills, and now he had been poisoned by the Xuanying Snake, even if he gave the old man a good pill, he couldn't save him.

After a moment of silence, the old man suddenly propped himself up, took out a black jade stone the size of a fingernail from his waist, and handed it to Ye Ran.

"This is ......" Ye Ran looked at it curiously and took it carefully.

"The archery that the two brothers had been looking for. The old man replied, "Now I will leave it to you, and I hope you will carry it forward, but you must not use it for any evil deeds!"

Ye Ran licked his dry lips and reverently held the black jade in the palm of his hand, "Don't worry, I will definitely carry it forward, and I will definitely not hurt anyone who shouldn't be hurt." ”

"One more thing, I want to ask you. The old man took Ye Ran's hand and said seriously.

"Old man, just say it, as long as I Ye Ran can do it, I will definitely help you complete it!" Ye Ran patted his chest with an oath.

"Can you bury me and my son together?" the old man held Ye Ran's hand tightly, and then said weakly.

Ye Ran's body trembled slightly, tears swirled in his eyes, but they didn't fall, he nodded heavily, and replied with unprecedented affirmation, "Yes!"

"That'...... That's it. A relieved smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth, and the hand holding Ye Ran suddenly loosened.

There was a chilling silence all around.

After losing his mind for a moment, Ye Ran wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, then picked up the old man on his back and ran frantically in the direction of the middle of the Youyun Mountain Range.