[117] The past

History is like a long river, it comes from ancient times, vast soup, boundless, in this long river, any emotional trivialities, like a grain of sand in this long river, small and not seen.

The emotional entanglement between Ye Junlin and Yin Xue is unforgettable for the two parties. But for the entire Nine Heavens Continent, it wasn't even a speck of dust.

However, who would have thought that such a trivial matter, which was not even dust, would almost become the fuse that destroyed the entire Nine Heavens Continent sometime ten years later

said that Ye Junlin's big hand pinched Yin Xue's neck, although he was angry, he did not make a ruthless move.

Despite this, Yin Xue's fair neck still has two more red lines. It was Ye Junlin who pinched it.

Yin Xue looked at Ye Junlin and smiled contemptuously.

"You'll always be a poor boy, stinking dick. Yin Xue said contemptuously, looking arrogant. It's like at this time, it's not Ye Junlin pinching her neck, but she pinching Ye Junlin's neck.

She was clearly looking for death.

"Tell the truth honestly, and I can spare you from dying. Ye Junlin put Yin Xue down, he wasn't worried that Yin Xue would run.

Fan Jun has been watching with interest, for a soul like him who has been trapped for thousands of years, the competition or something, far from watching the emotional entanglements of these young boys and girls, is more interesting.

So, he didn't stop it.

"Good. Yin Xue looked at Ye Junlin, and a trace of crystal flashed in her eyes, like a pool of autumn water.

In Yin Xue's narration, Ye Junlin finally understood the ins and outs of the matter.

Yin Xue has an uncle named 'Zhang Shouling', who is the outer deacon of the 'Sword Casting Villa', who is nearly fifty years old and a high-level cultivator. In the eyes of ordinary people, such a situation is already enviable.

However, Zhang Shouling was not satisfied, he wanted more power and more money. It was no longer possible to take the right path, so he put his brain on the crooked path.

Zhang Shouling has a son named 'Zhang Jingyue', and he covets Yin Xue's beauty, and it has not been a day or two. So, he suggested that when he was inspecting Jiangzhou, he would dedicate Yin Xue to Jiangzhou as a strategy for promotion.

At the beginning, Yin Xue disagreed. However, the little girl can't stand the soft grinding and hard bubbles of her parents.

Yin Xue's parents are not wrong, which parent doesn't want their daughter to live a good life. At that time, compared with Jiang Zhou, Ye Junlin was really too different.

All of this should have gone on in a normal way.

But Zhang Shouling was worried that the matter between Yin Xue and Ye Junlin would make Jiang Zhou feel guilty. So, they chose to kill people.

Dozens of killers, all sent by them. In other words, the object of Ye Junlin's revenge should not only be Jiang Zhou, but also Zhang Shouling and Zhang Jingyue.

After Yin Xue said this, she was relieved, and she looked at Ye Junlin with resentful eyes.

Ye Junlin also looked at Yin Xue with strange eyes.

At this time, he didn't know how to face Yin Xue, and his heart was very chaotic.

"Let's go. Ye Junlin said lightly.

"Good. Yin Xue answered, turned around and left. Before leaving, Yin Xue said viciously: "Ye Junlin, you remember, one day, I will end your life with my own hands and avenge my brother Huang." ”

"Good. I'll wait for you. Ye Junlin replied very sadly.

The black light in his heart suddenly dissipated most of it, and Ye Junlin's blood-colored gaze finally regained his clarity

"That's the end?" Fan Jun scolded a few words, shook his head, and then said lightly: "Since the personal grudge is over, then let's continue our game." ”

After Fan Jun finished speaking, Liang Bufan and Yang Gongcheng glanced at each other, and instantly walked to the ring.

"I didn't expect that we would become rivals. Yang Gongcheng said with a smile.

"It's unpredictable. Liang Bufan laughed.

"However, I think you're a nice guy and a good brother to make friends with, and I don't want to fight you. Yang Gongcheng said very sincerely.

"Anyway, Yin Xue is gone, among us, even the one who loses will get a treasure. Liang Bufan said, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.

"Why don't we take a man's approach to it, how about it?. Yang Gongcheng understood and laughed slyly.

"Scissors, rock, paper!"

Two burly teenagers played rock-paper-scissors in the ring in a comical way. This made the teenagers watching under the ring fall in the eye.

"These two bastards. Fan Jun also shook his head helplessly.

The guessing of the two finally ended with the victory of Liang Bufan's 'scissors rags'.

Liang Bufan gestured his fist at Ye Junlin and said with a smile: "There are only two of us left below." ”

Ye Junlin smiled, noncommittal.

Yin Xue left, which allowed Ye Junlin to advance directly to the finals, and also allowed Yang Gongcheng to win the third place.

"Eh" Fan Jun cleared his throat and said a little helplessly: "You two boys come up, the last battle." ”

After hearing this, Ye Junlin strode to the ring, Liang Bufan raised his eyebrows at Ye Junlin, and seemed to say provocatively: "What's the matter, are we going to fight, or are we guessing boxing?"

"After knowing each other for so long, our brothers haven't seriously stood up, is it better to fight?" Ye Junlin struggled to get out of Yin Xue's emotions just now, he looked at Liang Bufan and said seriously.

"Fix what I want. Liang Bufan responded, the Xuan Qi of his whole body surged, and the 'Beast Soul Transformation' quietly moved, and the golden scale armor instantly covered his body densely.

For the first time, Ye Junlin looked at the 'Beast Soul Transformation' of the 'Beast Warrior' so closely, and couldn't help but secretly admire, such a scale armor could almost be equivalent to a high-level mortal weapon, no wonder it was said that the 'Beast Warrior' was more than five times more powerful than an ordinary martial artist.

In Liang Bufan's hand, there was an extra silver spear inlaid with wolf teeth, which was the 'wolf tooth gun' that Ye Junlin had just given him.

"Hey, hey. Liang Bufan smiled, with a look of embarrassment on his face: "It doesn't seem very kind to use this gun to fight you." ”

"It doesn't matter. "In the face of Liang Bufan and the 'spiritual weapon' in his hand, Ye Junlin was unfazed and confident.

"So, here I go. Liang Bufan roared, and the silver spear in his hand moved, like a wind.

A little cold came first, and then the gun came out like a dragon.

The silver spear stabbed straight towards Ye Junlin's throat.

Ye Junlin didn't take out the 'Red Flame Sword' again, which made everyone slightly surprised.

Ye Junlin's left hand suddenly moved, and countless cold qi emanated from his body. Ye Junlin clearly felt that in the 'Cold Ice Xuanfu' within his dantian, countless pure cold qi continued to emerge into his hands, and then, it condensed into substantial cold ice.

"Is this the power of 'Xuanshi'?" Ye Junlin secretly admired.

Countless ice powers, under Ye Junlin's control, instantly condensed into an extremely thick ice shield, blocking Ye Junlin's face.

"Boom!"

Liang Bufan's silver spear stabbed at the thick ice-cold shield, and instantly let out a metallic sound.

"This guy actually broke through to the 'Xuanshi Level'. The teenagers, including Liang Bufan, looked at Ye Junlin in amazement.

Xuanshi who is less than twenty years old, this is in the history of the Chixiao Mortal Domain, I am afraid it is unprecedented.

Liang Bufan was surprised, but this did not mean that he would admit defeat. Every warrior has his own pride, a pride that will not fight until the last moment and will never give up.

The tip of Liang Bufan's spear was stubbornly resisting Ye Junlin's cold and thick shield, and his strength alone could not break Ye Junlin's ice shield.

However, with the wolf's tooth gun, it is a different situation.

The wolf tooth spear condensed Liang Bufan's Xuan Qi into a part of the metallic Xuan Qi, and when these golden rays bombarded Ye Junlin's ice shield, the originally heavy ice shield suddenly shattered.

Under Ye Junlin's feet, a purple mist surged, and his figure retreated suddenly.

Liang Bufan is like a ferocious dragon, Ye Junlin fled, but where was he willing to let go.

On the silver spear, countless golden lights overflowed, and the golden light condensed into sharp arrows, flying towards Ye Junlin.

Ye Junlin's hand flashed a strange handprint, and then, around Ye Junlin's body, the blue light was flourishing, and a cold aura that was more powerful than the cold in the mausoleum instantly covered this small square space.

"Ice Trick!"

Ye Junlin let out a loud shout, and countless cold ice emerged from all directions, golden arrows, silver wolf tooth spears, and Liang Bufan's figure were all frozen by the cold ice