Under the same dim night sky, the former site of the royal palace in the north of the city. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The entire land of rain is boiling under the famine, but this place is as cold as a tomb. The dark palace exuded a cold dead air, and the man leaning on the dragon chair had a gloomy and terrifying face, and a pair of cold eyes made people shudder.

"Wang, the people in the theater are all dead. The subordinate with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks thought that Ye Heshuo didn't hear clearly, so he couldn't help but raise his voice and say again.

The sharp voice echoed throughout the empty hall, and it seemed a little eerie.

Ye Heshuo's cold gaze swept over, a wisp of killing intent flashed, and the subordinate was so frightened that his face turned pale and he staggered back and sat directly on the ground.

The theater not only dispatched the number one killer Meteor this time, but also fifteen teams of killers, a total of one hundred and fifty people, and that's it.

With this kind of strength, you still want to meddle in the internal affairs of the Rain Country? The countries controlled by the Heavenly Dao Palace are also some waste!

"Heavenly Dao Palace is nothing more than that!" Ye Heshuo smiled disdainfully, clasping his hands together and rubbing the jade wrench on his fingers.

"Wang, what should we do?" the subordinate crawled over like a dog, lying on Ye Heshuo's footsteps and asked nervously.

There are so many killers in the theater who can't deal with that man, if he kills into the palace...

As soon as he thought of this, Xia Chen couldn't help but shiver all over his body, and a chill hit his body.

"Hmph, waste!" Ye Heshuo kicked the man holding his thigh away with a merciless kick and slowly stood up.

That man was indeed very strong, but unfortunately he would never be his opponent, because Ye Yunxian would not do anything to him. For a ridiculous reason, this is the other side's greatest weakness.

Suddenly, a fresh breeze blew into the dead palace.

Mixed with a hint of cold rain, it also brought a hint of vitality.

The white-clothed figure stood in the dark hall, as distinct as a lotus flower in the mud.

"Uncle Wang came quickly, I thought I would have to wait a while. Ye Heshuo hooked the corners of his mouth and didn't even move his body a point, and chuckled.

"Your desire for immortality shows that you are afraid of death. Ye Yunxian's ambiguous words were incomprehensible to other people's ears, but he believed that Ye Heshuo would definitely understand.

"Oh, what does Uncle Wang want to say?" Ye Heshuo's eyebrows moved, and he sat up straight, his hands in the wide sleeved robe.

"If you are afraid of death, you should not come back. Ye Yunxian's expression was faint, and a trace of regret seemed to flash in his eyes. Ye Heshuo is moody, he has been different from others since he was a child, and he is an outlier in everyone's eyes.

But Ye Yunxian knew that he was not only an outlier but also a genius.

After all, it's the son of an older brother, so it should be, isn't it?

A sneer suddenly echoed in the cold palace, low and gloomy.

"Hehe..." Ye Heshuo pulled the corners of his mouth, and his voice was a little harsh. There was a thick disdain flashing in his gloomy eyes, and he was still thinking about the so-called family affection at this time?

In this world, there are only the weak and the strong, parents and brothers, who use what they have value and abandon them if they have no value.

I don't even understand such a simple truth, when will I be able to step on the swordsman of the world and win the throne?

"Funny?" Ye Yunxian's expression was calm, only when the harsh voice was a breeze blowing.

"My stupid uncle, you have a talent that countless people envy but you don't know how to use it. Ye Heshuo slowly stood up, and with his movements, the momentum of the black-clothed killer hidden in the shadows changed suddenly.

"Since you can't be the only one looking down on all beings, let me come. ”

Leng Bing's murderous voice fell, and countless black shadows burst out. The gloomy wind gusted, the dark palace was like a gate to hell opened, and countless powerful ghosts and ghosts swarmed out.

The weak can never stand at the same height as the strong, just as an ant cannot understand why an elephant is so tall.

Ye Yunxian was not shocked, the wide cuffs swayed gently, and a wisp of breeze blew.

The white shadow moved, and it came in an instant.

The fingers of the sword sliced through the void, and a crack spread from his fingertips.

Click...

The entire hall was divided into two, Ye Yunxian and Ye Heshuo stood with their backs to each other, and there was only a broken dragon chair in the middle.

"Heh, worthy of the name of the Sword Immortal, this group of wastes is really useless. A thin mark cut down from Ye Heshuo's eyebrows, pointing directly at his lower abdomen and splitting him in two.

Blood burst out, staining the dragon chair red with pure gold.

"Don't pretend, I didn't use my true qi for that trick just now, how could you die after eating the muddy Heavenly Spirit Fruit?" Ye Yunxian turned around faintly, stood with his hands in his hands, and didn't even glance at the corpse that was dead.

As Ye Yunxian's words fell, a corner of the ruins slowly rose with mud.

gradually transformed into a human figure, and his appearance became clearer and clearer, and it was Ye Heshuo dressed in black!

"Uncle Wang, after all, you are inevitably vulgar. He wiped his forehead helplessly, the dilapidated palace could no longer stop the rain falling from the sky, and then he looked up at Ye Yunxian silently and said in a deep voice.

If you can't kill with intent, a generation of sword immortals may also fall here.

"Just as ants can't understand elephants, elephants don't understand why tiny ants can lift hundreds of times their weight. Ye Yunxian's palm flipped over, and a wisp of pure white and transparent sword qi condensed into a sharp sword.

The unpretentious sword qi had no momentum, and it was because of this that Ye Heshuo had a dignified face.

This kind of realm of returning to the basics, even if it is not a sword qi condensed in his hand but an ordinary branch, he can still cut off a peerless sword.

"Oh, Uncle Wang is determined to kill me?" Ye Heshuo squinted his eyes, and secretly condensed the ability of the Heavenly Spirit Fruit in his hand.

As long as it wasn't blessed by a strong True Qi, it would be impossible for a simple sword qi to hurt his body.

Ye Heshuo has a deep level of control over the Muddy Heavenly Spirit Fruit, and he can already completely blend into nature and transform his body into earth.

All physical attacks that don't bless True Qi are ineffective!

"No, I'm not going to kill you, after all, you're my brother's only offspring. Ye Yunxian said lightly, his expression had never changed from the moment he walked into the hall.

Ye Heshuo's heart beat violently, and an ominous premonition arose. He is not a person who sits idly by, and the only reliance is that Ye Yunxian will not really do anything to him if he cares about his family affection.

At this time, it seemed that it was no longer true, so he decided to do it first!

Grunt...

Ye Heshuo stretched out his hands, and his five fingers turned into claws and turned into a string of sprayed mud and went straight towards Ye Yunxian.

The mud covering the sky and the earth was like a large net without any gaps, completely blocking all of Ye Yunxian's paths.

"Heh, the Sword Immortal is nothing remarkable!" Ye Heshuo sneered, and his disdainful eyes seemed to have seen the scene of the Sword Immortal falling into his hands.

It's just a little bit, as long as he is covered in mud, he can even ravage the other party to death little by little.

At this time, Ye Yunxian moved.

White shadows flashed, and there was no trace of the rainy night.

A pure white sword aura swept through the falling rain, and four strands of crimson blood burst out.

"Since you have attracted the killer of the theater, then you should know about the Netherworld, and it is not bad to be your home. ”

"Ahem... No, you can't..."Ye Heshuo, who was picked off the tendons of his hands and feet, lay on the ground like a puddle of mud, he had never seen such an uncle Wang, is this the real strength of the Sword Immortal?

No, I'm not reconciled!