As if thinking of something, Yin Wanlou nodded solemnly.

"Ye Jian, if you can come here, it means that you are still a bloody person, then, I won't say much nonsense, hand over the Xuan-level martial arts." ”

Ye Bingkun stretched out his right hand and stepped out directly.

"I'm sorry, I've already given away that martial art. Ye Jian touched his nose and said lightly.

"What! you ......"

To Ye Jian's surprise, Ye Bingkun's expression was a little excited, and he roared in his voice, "You said you gave it away?"

"That's right!" Ye Jian still looked harmless to humans and animals, which made Ye Bingkun really want to slap him to death with one palm.

"Hmph, I don't care who you give it to, anyway, you must hand over the Xuan-level martial arts today, otherwise your father will ......"

Yin Wanlou made a killing gesture and threatened.

"Jian'er, leave us alone, your father has already said before that you should leave us alone. At this moment, Ye Mu stood up and said in a weak voice.

"Mother, Dad, I've already saved it. Ye Jian attached himself to Ye Mu's ear and said softly.

"It's... Is this true?" Ye Mu stared at Ye Jian with an incredulous expression, and when she saw the latter nodding solemnly, she was relieved, and at the same time, there was a hint of softness in her eyes.

"Call out the Xuan-level martial arts. Ye Bingkun said with a smile: "Even if there is no original, as long as you write it down silently." ”

Ye Bingkun was really cunning, and he actually thought of asking Ye Jian to write down the 'Blood Refining Strike'.

Fortunately, Ye Jian had already saved Father Ye before, otherwise he would be restrained everywhere now.

Phew!

The blood sword was gently held in his hand, Ye Jian had no intention of continuing to talk nonsense with Ye Bingkun and the others, he still had something very important to go back to report, otherwise it would be too late.

"What if I say no?"

Ye Jian stepped out, and suddenly the ground cracked, and a strong aura lingered around his body, causing Ye Bingkun's pupils to shrink slightly.

"Don't forget, your father is still in my hands, and as long as I signal now, your father will die. Ye Bingkun took out a purple bead from his arms and threatened again.

Ye Jian still ignored him, turned around his body, and the internal qi in his body was running to the extreme, and he was walking towards Ye Bingkun step by step.

"Don't you really care about your father's death?" Ye Bingkun gritted his teeth and shouted again.

"You can try!" Ye Jian's eyes were cold, and his head flashed with the torture that Father Ye was tied up in the dungeon and subjected to all over his body.

At the moment, the whole person shot towards Ye Bingkun like a sharp arrow, and at the same time, the blood sword in his hand was gaining momentum, and the half-step sword momentum was integrated, and it slashed at Ye Bingkun.

"Hmph!" Ye Bingkun snorted coldly, put away the purple bead in his hand, and at the same time pulled out the long sword on his back with his backhand, "Sword light differentiation!"

Woohoo!

With a sword turning into eight shadows, Ye Bingkun used his strongest move as soon as he made a move.

Eight qi swords roared out, shooting towards Ye Jian in the shape of a pin.

With one move, Ye Bingkun shouted at Yin Wanlou beside him at the same time: "Hurry up, the Xuan-level martial arts should be in his space ring." ”

Yin Wanlou didn't talk nonsense, jumped into the air, and split it with one palm.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, Ye Jian snorted coldly, and the blood sword directly slashed Ye Bingkun's eight qi swords, as if the substantive eight qi swords collided with Ye Jian's sword qi, and suddenly disappeared directly like spring snow meeting the blazing sun.

"Impossible!"

Ye Bingkun's eyes widened, and he retreated in shock, the sword light differentiation technique was mysterious and abnormal, how could it be broken with a single sword.

If Ye Bingkun knew about the battle between Ye Jian and Ye Hao, he wouldn't think like this.

After all, even the enhanced sword light differentiation technique in Ye Hao's hand was broken by Ye Jian, let alone the original martial arts.

Yin Wanlou split out with one palm, followed by another palm, one palm was as fast as a palm, and one palm was stronger than a palm.

Suddenly, palm prints roared towards Ye Jian.

Puff puff!

Ye Jian didn't say a word, the blood sword in his hand danced several sword flowers, smashing all the palm prints of Yin Wanlou, and at the same time, he secretly transported the half-step sword momentum, and directly hit the backhand, "Broken gold!"

Shout!

The cyan sword like a thin line flashed, and it headed directly towards Yin Wanlou.

Yin Wanlou was horrified, his face jumped wildly, directly urging the true qi in his body, forming a thick layer of true qi cover on his chest.

Rumble!

The sword slashed directly down on the True Qi Hood, and suddenly erupted with a tooth-squeaking sound, and Yin Wanlou's entire person was directly split dozens of feet, leaving a small ravine on the ground.

For a time, the dust was flying.

"Stop!" Ye Bingkun took out the purple bead in his arms and shouted: "Ye Jian, if you dare to do it again, I will directly summon someone to kill your father." ”

"You're looking for death!" Ye Jian didn't stop at all, and his body quickly attacked Ye Bingkun.

"You brought it on yourself. ”

Ye Bingkun's face flashed with a hint of viciousness, and he directly threw away the purple beads in his hand.

Rumble!

The purple bead was thrown into the air, and it suddenly shattered, forming a huge purple cloud, if someone was dozens of miles away, they would definitely see it at a glance.

And at this moment, more than ten miles away from the north of the Wandering Soul Valley, a pair of marching teams of five thousand people with a full size of five thousand people stopped.

"What's going on?"

A big man in black armor and a bare head shouted at the people around him.

"Returning to the Tuta Commander, this is a way for Zhao to transmit information. Beside the bald man, one of them immediately replied.

For a moment, all the soldiers in the rear were agitated.

"Zhao Guo has discovered this surprise attack!"

"What can I do?"

In the crowd, all the soldiers muttered softly.

"Huh?" the bald man swept his eyes, and suddenly the surroundings fell silent again.

"Command the troops, throw away all baggage, and go full speed!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

......

In the Valley of Wandering Souls, Ye Bingkun was completely unaware that his actions actually caused the Bloodsweat Kingdom to attack Zhao State in advance.

At this moment, Ye Bingkun looked at the purple clouds above his head, and said with a smile: "Ye Jian, as long as you hand over the Xuan-level martial arts, I will send another signal to save your father." ”

Yin Wanlou had already walked out of the dust and came to Ye Bingkun's side, staring at Ye Jian vigilantly.

If he hadn't urged the true qi in his body to form a thick true qi shield in advance just now, I'm afraid that one sword would have been enough to kill him.

"Hehe, I'll show you something. ”

The corners of Ye Jian's mouth cracked, and he directly took out Ye Huai's golden silk soft armor from the space ring.

The golden silk soft armor was taken out, and it shimmered golden in the morning sun.

"Huai'er!"

Ye Bingkun's eyes widened, and he shouted subconsciously.

Suddenly, a sense of grief and indignation appeared on Ye Bingkun's face.

"You killed Huai'er, you killed Huai'er!"

Ye Bingkun's whole person seemed to be crazy, and slashed towards Ye Jian, Ye Jian's figure flashed, and suddenly a sword light directly split a crack on the ground.

Ye Bingkun's eyes were red, and he swung his sword again, but he was shocked back by Ye Jian's sword, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Where would Yin Wanlou dare to stay here for a while longer, as soon as Ye Jian took out the golden silk soft armor, it proved that their rear had been copied by it, and now they don't have any hole cards in their hands that can restrain Ye Jian, and if they stay here any longer, they will only become Ye Jian's ghost.

Without the slightest hesitation at the moment, Yin Wanlou ran directly into the distance.

As for Ye Bingkun, after being injured by Ye Jian's sword, his head instantly sobered up a few points, although he was sad and indignant in his heart, Ye Bingkun still wanted to live, so he desperately fled.

It's just that he is still a step late, Yin Wanlou has already run far away, and Ye Jian is haunted by the eyeliner, Ye Bingkun has no opportunity to take advantage of it, and constantly fights back with all his strength.

"Ye Jian, I am the elder of the Ye family, do you dare to kill the elder?"

A sword was fruitless, Ye Bingkun hurriedly said.

"Hmph! I knew today, why bother in the first place. Ye Jian's blood sword swung again, and suddenly an arc-shaped sword qi directly slashed back Ye Bingkun, leaving a hideous sword mark on his body.

"If you force each other again, I won't let you have a good time. Ye Bingkun endured the pain and shouted.

"You just have to try. ”

No matter what Ye Bingkun said, Ye Jian would never let him go today, and the strength of the blood sword in his hand increased again, and a sword shook Ye Bingkun back far away.

"You forced me. The corners of Ye Bingkun's mouth were bloody, and he shouted with a fierce face.

Immediately, he quickly swept towards Ye Mu, for the sake of today's plan, the only way to do this is to catch Ye Mu, with Ye Mu in hand, Ye Jian did not dare to mess around.

However, he underestimated Ye Jian's speed too much.

The artistic conception of Yicheng Wind was used to the extreme, and Ye Jian's speed soared instantly, catching up with Ye Bingkun directly from behind, "Let's make a break!"

Holding the blood sword high, the only fifty percent of the internal qi left in his body was mobilized, and the half-step sword momentum was integrated, and in an instant, the aura of Ye Jian's body reached the extreme, and the light of the blood sword in his hand flickered, and a chill erupted.

"You can't kill me!"

Ye Bingkun was anxious, and at the same time, a trace of determination flashed on his face, and the long sword in his right hand was attached to the true qi, and he threw it at Ye Mu, "If you want to die, you have to pull a cushion." ”

However, Ye Jian would not give him a chance.

"Broken Gold - Slash!"

The blood sword slashed through the air, and suddenly a crystal line flashed and disappeared, directly submerging into Ye Bingkun's body.

Burst!

Ye Bingkun snorted without warning, and the whole figure paused, click!

The True Qi Mask outside the body shattered, and then its entire body trembled, the clothes on its back were shattered, and a fine blood stain appeared on its back, up to its head.

Ye Bingkun's eyes were abrupt, his eyes were extremely frightened, and then he fell down unwillingly.

Although Ye Bingkun died, the long sword he threw out shot straight towards Ye Mu, fifty zhang, forty zhang, thirty zhang, twenty zhang, ten zhang, five zhang, four zhang, three zhang......

Seeing that it was about to pierce Ye Mu's body, and at this moment, a blood shadow flashed, Ye Jian appeared directly in front of Ye Mu, picked up Ye Mu with his left hand, and then took a spin of his feet, and the whole person directly took Ye Mu to move a foot to the side, protecting Ye Mu with his back.

Shout!

The long sword flickered, bringing up a streak of blood.

Ye Jian frowned, then clenched his teeth, and the residual momentum of the long sword disappeared slightly, and it directly pierced into the mountain, causing a splash of rubble.

"Jian'er, you're okay, right?" Mother Ye hurriedly supported Ye Jian, looking at her son's pale face and covered in blood, she couldn't bear it in her heart, and suddenly burst into tears.

"It's okay, mother!" Ye Jian took a breath of internal air, holding back the pain in his back, and a feeling of dizziness appeared in his mind.

"It seems that this time the essence and blood have been exhausted. ”

sighed secretly in his heart, according to Ye Jian's current strength, he could only cast the Blood Shadow Flash three times, and after three times, he was about to die.

Ye Jian was eager to save his mother this time, and he repeatedly used two blood shadow flashes, and now the essence and blood in his body are less than one-third of what he usually does, because he looks extremely weak.

"Silly boy, don't do that again. Mother Ye held Ye Jian's body and found the sword marks on his back, and suddenly tears flowed again.

"Huh?"

However, at this moment, thousands of feet of dust were rising from miles north of the Wandering Soul Valley, and it was surging towards the Wandering Soul Valley at an extremely fast speed.

As if thinking of something, Ye Jian shouted: "It's not good! Mother, let's go!"