"Ah Guang, it's too late to stop. Seeing the person standing in front of him, Ye Zhiqiu hesitated and said.

"Ridiculous, Ye Zhiqiu, don't forget that you are no longer the head of the Ye family, you remember that I am now the head of the Ye family, and what qualifications do you have to say this to me. Standing under the same roof, Ye Guang sneered and said.

"Ah Guang, the Ye family can't be in internal friction now, stop it. Noticing the conflicts that continued to erupt around him, Ye Zhiqiu persuaded that as the head of the Ye family for many years, there would be no fewer children of the Ye family who sacrificed their lives for him. Because of Ye Zhiqiu's silence before, they naturally chose to be silent, but now that Ye Zhiqiu has made a move, it is impossible for them to continue to be silent. It's just that Zu Xun is still there, and there are almost no puppets coming, and now most of them are fighting with their bodies, and for a while, blood flows.

"Why don't you let them stop, besides, this is not internal friction, it is obvious that you ignore the Ye family first. The blood stained the ancestral hall red, and on the ground in front of the hall, Ye Konghu's body was still lying there, motionless, at this moment, Ye Zhiqiu's non-stop words finally made Ye Guang a little upset, so he moved forward.

The puppet flashed, and at the same time, Ye Guang's figure disappeared in place. In the blink of an eye, two firelights swept in, Ye Zhiqiu's eyes reflected a slight light, his footsteps stepped back, his body hurriedly took a few steps back, and his [Autumn Will] finally made a move.

The ink-colored puppet dyed the rain black, and between the rainfall, the puppet's figure flickered, and then the spirit sword was in his hand, and the fire turned from faint to thick, and a sword went forward.

The three swords intersected, and Ye Zhiqiu's one-handed sword met Ye Guang's two-handed sword again. One person recondensed and took the sword momentum first, and the other person dispersed and fought with the sword shape, and in an instant, the spirit sword in the hand of [Autumn Will] became more and more condensed, the soul power continued to circulate, and the power above the fire sword was stronger. Compared with the two-handed sword, Ye Guang may know more about the one-handed sword, under the guidance of his father, Ye Guang knows the trick of the one-handed sword is strong and defensive, so he can create his own two-handed sword, with the double sword fast and break the momentum, with the sword out of the wind and break the strong. He knew all this, he had been thinking about it, thinking that his temperament had changed drastically, thinking that he was about to go crazy, he was waiting for this moment, and he had finally waited for it.

At this moment, Ye Guang's steps were step by step, and the puppet also moved, and the double swords in his hands stabbed out like a array, and the tips of the swords converged into a point, and one point was the place where the [Autumn Meaning] condensed the sword. The sword stopped, and the one-handed sword in the hand of [Autumn Meaning] dissipated, and a sword light slashed down, and a trace was cut on the outer armor of the puppet, and faintly, the light at the core could be seen.

Behind the puppet, Ye Zhiqiu raised his head, his eyes couldn't tell whether he was surprised or something else, and the tone in his mouth was no longer what he had before, "Eight-rank upper-rank puppet? ”

"What nonsense, you are still ...... if your skills are not as good as others" Ye Guang's expression changed, and he hurriedly replied.

"Well, it looks like you really won't stop. Without waiting for Ye Guang to finish speaking, Ye Zhiqiu continued, there was a hint of disappointment in his words, looking at the puppet in front of him, he sighed in his heart. A single sword can break the armor, even if he wants to be happy for Ye Guang's progress, but he knows that this is impossible, the strength of the two is not equal, and it is impossible for a two-handed sword to have such power. In this way, there is only one possibility, the gap between the puppet itself.

The eighth-grade [Autumn Will] was broken by a sword, and the puppet of the other party had to be at least the eighth-rank upper rank, but the Ye family couldn't make a puppet of this grade, so things weren't so hard to guess.

Subsequently, the soul silk of Ye Zhiqiu's fingertips came to the [Autumn Will] hands, seeing this, Ye Guang couldn't help frowning, and then the two hands of [Autumn Meaning] slowly condensed and formed, gathering spiritual energy and becoming a sword, the sword is divided into pairs, referring to the two hands, this is a two-handed sword.

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The two brothers of the mud cow blocked the people for Yan Wuxin, listening to the collision sound in his ears, he did not look back, and his eyes were only the figure of the second elder. With a tap of his toes, Yan Wuxin's figure shuttled in the rain, like a fish in water, and after the water blade was drawn out, there was a white mist.

In the rain, the white mist made a 'bang' sound when it met the water, and in the blink of an eye, the fog in front of me became even bigger. The name of the formation is white mist, formed by melting water and fire, and the fire in the formation is flourishing, and nature is incompatible with water. Therefore, when the two met, the drizzle beside [Allure] had turned into water vapor and shrouded forward.

Looking at the disappearing puppet in front of him, the second elder's divine sense covered out, and under careful inspection, there were water waves on the water surface on the ground, at this moment, the second elder did not hesitate at all, and between the movement of soul power, the [show hand] in front of him reached out and pointed out. Ruyu's hand seemed to be staggering in the rain, and with a light tap of her fingertips, the fireball danced between her fingers, and at this moment, the soul silk in the second elder's hand was pulled, and the fireball suddenly flew forward and spread out in the shape of an umbrella.

There was a roar, and a small pit appeared in the place where the water rippled, and at the same time, there was a piece of black armor scattered.

"Oh, I actually escaped!" There was some surprise in the words, it seems that I haven't seen him for half a year, and the other party hasn't grown at all, but so what, since he only hit the puppet this time, what about next time? The corners of his mouth were lightly raised, and his pale beard covered up this sneer, and then [Xiu Hand] raised his finger again.

Compared with before, this time the ten fingers were opened, and the flames gathered in front of the fingertips of the [Show Hand] instantly, condensed and formed, and the fire was gathered into a ball, which was the fire sun. Huoyang originally increased its power with a little aura gathering, but in the eyes of the second elder, only one yang was too flashy, so he turned one into a multiplicity and created his own Ten Yang technique. Ten Yang is ten fireballs, which is exactly the number of fingertips, so he doesn't intend to show mercy in this move.

The fireball condensed in a blink of an eye, his divine sense swept across the ground, and a wave of water caught his attention, "Where to go?" he snorted, and the fireball on his fingertips swept up and down and pushed out, and the fireball covered in waves, locking all paths.

At this time, the white mist was permeated, and the second elder didn't care about this kind of trick, his mind was all on Yan Wuxin, so he didn't care too much about watching the white mist swallow the [Xiu Hand]. The next moment, the familiar roar sounded again, compared to before, the ground of the ancestral hall was already potholed at this moment, and it was the first time in hundreds of years that the ancestral ancestral hall of the Ye family had been hit so hard. 'Everything is just for the prosperity of the Ye family, ask for forgiveness from the ancestors', the second elder thought in his heart.

Then, an even louder roar sounded in the fog, and a firelight dyed the white fog yellow, and in the firelight, the white fog seemed to be swallowed up by it. Frowning, the second elder only felt the soul silk on his fingertips move lightly, and between his brows, he suddenly pulled the [Xiu Shou] back a step, and the white mist came out, only to see that the [Xiu Shou] was already pitch black.

"This kind of heat, isn't it turning fire?" muttered, a fine light flashed in the eyes of the second elder, after thinking about it, he also understood that the other party used the fire to counteract the fire of the Ten Suns, and used the white mist to strengthen the fire to burn the [Xiu Shou], it seems that this son has made a lot of progress, he praised it in his heart.

The rain continued to fall, passing through the white mist that had protruded before, and at this moment, the fire in the fog also disappeared, the white mist gradually dispersed, and Yan Wuxin's figure slowly appeared in the rain. Looking at it, the one standing next to him was still [Allure], but it was a little more dark than the previous puppet's hand, which should have been caused by being hit by the fire sun.

On the opposite side is the second elder, standing in front of the ancestral hall, he naturally can't get drenched in the rain, and he doesn't look as depressed as Yan Wuxin, but the puppet in front of him is already pitch black, at first glance, this [show hand] may not match its name. Raising his head, the second elder looked behind Yan Wuxin, the two had been dragged down, and Ah Guang was fighting with Ye Zhiqiu again, but after he gave his own advice, Ah Guang should not have a problem dealing with Ye Zhiqiu, thinking about it like this, his eyes looked to the side again, some of the children of the Ye family were still sitting on the ground, and those who chose to fight with Ye Zhiqiu were fighting with their bodies, and there were many people lying on the ground, and if this continued, the overall situation had been decided.

"It seems that I have to hurry up, and I can't delay any longer. Whispering, the second elder moved his gaze back to Yan Wuxin, raised his hand and touched his beard, the soul threads on his fingertips doubled, and then the second elder walked into the wind and rain before, [show his hand] out of his fingers, and the rain dripping on his body instantly dried up. With light steps, the second elder came to Yan Wuxin's body without touching a drop of water.

"Did Qingming come to the right grave?" the second elder asked aloud, and then [Xiu Hand] broke through the armor.