There was a secret room deep underground in the backyard of the Ye family, a thin old man with his eyes closed and his beard was white opened his eyes violently, he stretched out his dry palm and grabbed the crutches on the side, and the next moment, the person had disappeared out of thin air.

In mid-air, Ye Qingxuan saw Ye Hong's makeup suddenly skyrocket, her face changed, her jade hand flipped lightly, and a crystal amber sword appeared out of thin air, just when she was about to stop Ye Hong's makeup, a light sigh suddenly came from behind her.

"Alas. ”

Ye Qingxuan turned his head suddenly, and after seeing the thin old man behind him, his complexion suddenly changed, "Ancestor......"

"With me, your son can't die. ”

The thin old man with a white beard and hair looked at Ye Qingxuan's eyes full of guilt.

"I just hope that you can promise the ancestor one thing afterwards. ”

"Ancestor, you say. ”

The thin old man said: "What happened back then, it is indeed the Ye family who is ashamed of you, I hope you can look at the face of the ancestor, don't hate the Ye family, in return, the ancestor will unconditionally agree to Mo Lin's three requests, what do you think?"

Ye Qingxuan was flattered, and hurriedly saluted and thanked: "As long as my son is safe, how dare Qingxuan have any wrong thoughts, the ancestor wishes to keep Lin'er safe, and Qingxuan is already satisfied." ”

The real name of the thin old man is Ye Wentian, he has lived in seclusion in the Ye family for five hundred years and has never been born, and no one knows the strength of his cultivation, Ye Qingxuan only learned some past things about this ancestor of the Ye family from his father Ye Swallowing Whale.

That year, the three great barbarian kings of the Northern Barbarians sneaked into the place where the bones were buried, and the ancestor in front of the Ye Mansion made a palm in the air, and the three barbarian kings were killed and one was injured, and since then, no Northern Barbarian monk in the Ye family dares to offend.

The three barbarian kings, the realm is not high, one fifth-level martial king, one sixth-level martial king, the one who is not dead, just entered the eighth-level four spring and autumn.

That year, 200 years ago.

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Mo Lin entered the Ye family, and the Ye family received the order of Ye Swallowing Whale to all return to their respective residences, and no one dared to approach this nine-story courtyard that led directly to the outside of the mansion.

No one dared to come close to the onlookers.

The Ye family has strict rules, and a family that has been inherited for thousands of years has its own set of rules and regulations.

But when he learned that Ye Qingxuan had self-destructed his oath, injured a hundred Qingyi guards, and escaped from the Stargazing Pavilion, Ye Swallowing Whale used the Ye family's secret method to secretly send an order to the Ye family's elder hall, and twenty or thirty famous Ye family elder protectors surrounded the small courtyard in the shortest possible time.

Ye Swallowing Whale was not worried about any accidents in the battle between Mo Lin and Ye Hongxuan, what he was worried about was Ye Qingxuan.

He was afraid that Ye Qingxuan would suddenly intervene in the competition between the two, a first-level martial king, Ye Swallowing Whale didn't care, but a third-level martial king, he had to be cautious.

In addition to the eighteen martial idiots, the twenty-seven elders of the Ye Family Elder Hall are also ninth-level martial sects, and two of them are also martial arts powerhouses, and they may not be able to defeat Ye Qingxuan when they join forces, but it is not difficult to stop them for a while, after all, the lack of cultivation can be made up for by the number of people and magic weapons.

Originally, only the three Ye Swallow Whale brothers and sisters watched the wonderful competition, and there were dozens of more viewers invisibly.

Seeing that Ye Hongxiang actually used the family's Boiling Blood Forbidden Technique to temporarily raise his cultivation to the realm of a fifth-level Martial King, those elders who were hiding in the shadows and watching all changed their faces.

Boiling blood Dafa is the first of the three most terrifying forbidden techniques of the Ye family, it was an ancestor of the Ye family who created it back then, it is said that this set of secret methods was born from the natural ability of the Northern Barbarian Werewolf, once the power speed is activated, it will be doubled, and the combat power will instantly soar by one or even several levels.

But the physical strength of the demon beast is strong, and after the madness, it will return to its original state after entering a period of weakness.

And human martial arts cultivation does not have the strong physique of demon beasts, and the meridian bloodlines are far less broad and tough than demon beasts, once the ability to boil blood is used, the body will be seriously traumatized, and the drastic acceleration of blood flow rate will also make people lose their minds and become beasts that only know how to kill.

At that time, an ancestor of the Ye family lost his mind after using the ability of boiling blood, and killed more than forty family disciples in one go, and finally under the joint siege of the Elder Hall and the patriarch, he was finally subdued, and since then, the Ye family has included boiling blood in the forbidden art, and no one is allowed to practice.

Unexpectedly, Ye Hongxiang, a genius of the Ye family who was loved by thousands of people, actually secretly cultivated the Boiling Blood Forbidden Technique.

What's even more unexpected is that in order to kill Merlin, he actually did not hesitate to show it.

Seeing that Ye Hong's makeup had been promoted to a fifth-level martial king in a short period of time, the elders of the Ye family were all shocked, and a look of horror that could not be concealed welled up in the depths of their eyes.

"Merlin is finished!"

All the people who saw this scene had the same thought in their hearts, and at this time, they saw Mo Lin rushing towards Ye Hong's makeup.

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One black and one red, the two figures collided together under the blazing soul element flames.

There are no surprises.

Ye Hongxiang, whose strength had been raised to the fifth level of the Martial King, stabbed into Merlin's body without any resistance like chopsticks inserted into tofu with the Twilight Holy Sword in his hand.

The sharp, slender blade of the sword passed through the body, leaving only the hilt on the chest.

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Ye Hongxiang, who had performed the Blood Boiling Technique, was still quite conscious, and when he saw Merlin who had been pierced through the heart by a sword, a cruel and inspiring light welled up in his bloodshot pupils.

"Dead, you're finally dead!Merlin, I said, today, you will die, what belongs to me, I will get it back after all!Hahaha......"

"Really?"

Merlin, who was impaled through his body, did not die immediately, and there was not even a trace of pain on his face, but the corners of his mouth were raised, hooking a charming arc.

"From the moment I entered the realm of the Martial King, I swore to protect all the people around me who were good to me, and swore that if someone killed me, I would kill someone, Ye Hongxiang, you have violated my bottom line. ”

Mo Lin's voice sounded in Ye Hong's ears, but the voice did not come from Mo Lin's mouth in front of him, but from behind him!

"Red makeup, be careful!"

Ye Swallow Whale, who was standing by the window, suddenly roared, his body turned into a long rainbow, and he rushed straight to the small courtyard, at this moment, Ye Swallow Whale cultivation was all released, and it was also the strength of a third-level martial king!

It's too late.

When Ye Hongxiang realized that something was wrong, Mo Lin in front of him suddenly grabbed his sword-holding arm, and two dragon locks silently drilled out of the ground, entangled his legs, and then, he heard the harsh sound of blades and bones rubbing, and the clothes on his chest suddenly bulged, and then tore to the sides, revealing half of the tip of the knife.

The Merlin in front of him was gone.

The Merlin behind him seemed to have crossed over from an alien plane, and his figure gradually became clear.

He held the dragon tooth knife in his hand, twisted it hard, and pulled out the knife violently, blood mixed with minced internal organs spurted out from the wound sprayed on the front and back of Ye Hongxiang's chest, like a spring.