After Ye Chengcheng smiled, [Allure] also appeared behind the two.

[Allure] was dressed in cyan armor, the soul silk was pulled, the gears on the puppet's body slowly turned and made a sound, and the fingers of [Allure] slowly clenched, and the light between the palms of the hands gathered.

Yan Wuxin is no longer the young man who didn't understand these things at all at this moment, but it is because he understands that he is surprised at this moment, he can naturally see that the place where the light gathers is where the soul array is, and he is no stranger to this soul array, one of the three major soul arrays of the Ye family, the spirit sword.

He had also used this soul array, but at this moment, compared to Ye Qingcheng, the speed at which he gathered spiritual qi into a sword was many times slower. Seeing the appearance of [Allure], the people around him had already come with puppets, but before the figure arrived, there was an extra long sword in the hand of [Allure], a long sword composed of flames.

A leopard-shaped puppet pounced towards Ye Qingcheng, the puppet's fingertips and claws stretched out, silver light flashed on the claws, and the dark gray claws appeared extremely sharp. Although the leopard is fast, but Ye Chengcheng's speed is even faster, Ye Chengcheng's steps are not chaotic, facing the attacking people, [Allure]

Hold the sword and break the momentum.

The indomitable attack of everyone slowed down, and this slowdown, the first thing to bear the brunt of was the leopard-shaped puppet, the claws stretched out by the puppet were cut by the fire sword, the claws were broken, and the remaining claws were also melted under the flames, thinking that if it wasn't for the fast control of the people behind him, this claw would not just become a blunt claw, maybe this leopard would become a clawless leopard.

After a sword stopped the leopard's attack, others also rushed up.

In the crowd, Allure and [Allure] entered and exited three times, and they didn't enter once, and all they took away were a puppet, but in a moment, most of the besieging puppets had been lost.

"Damn, this won't work. The person who had just controlled the leopard-shaped puppet said loudly, and the hook-nosed man looked at Ye Tingcheng, who was like no one in a group of puppets, and gave up his plan to go up again, and with a glance, Yan Wuxin's figure fell into the eyes of the hook-nosed man. Looking at Yan Wuxin's green face, a touch of coldness flashed in the hook-nosed man's eyes, he licked his lips, and said secretly: "Catch you, that woman can't be caught with her hands tied?"

The soul power in the man's body exploded instantly, and the orange-yellow leopard that was crawling on the ground suddenly got up and jumped towards where Yan Wuxin was, the leopard's legs just kicked back and forth, and the speed increased a lot, and the distance between the two was not far away, but in a moment, the leopard had already jumped up from the ground and pounced towards Yan Wuxin like a leopard pounced.

At this time, the leopard's majesty was quite full, two iron fangs spit out from its mouth, and a low roar came from the leopard's mouth, accompanied by a low roar, the leopard broke through the wind and pounced from the air.

The air fell quickly, Yan Wuxin's fingertip soul silk appeared, and the already somewhat broken [child] came to Yan Wuxin's side again, looking at the claws that had been broken in half, Yan Wuxin did not choose to retreat, "What if you hide your sleeves three times?" A thought suddenly appeared in Yan Wuxin's heart.

The soul power flows to the soul array with the soul silk, and the soul array slowly operates, and the light gathers. Seeing the light converging in the hands of the [Child], the hook-nosed man couldn't help but think of the sword in the hand of [Allure] before, and every time it took too long, one appeared in the hand of the [Child], which was much faster than Ye Allure in terms of speed, but it was not a level in terms of size.

The appearance of the dagger made the hook-nosed man stunned for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth pursed his lips disdainfully, "The leopard is not powerful, do you think it is a sick rat?

Ignoring the words from the hook-nosed man's mouth, the [child] held the dagger and stabbed at his left hand, the dagger disappeared, and the hook-nosed man laughed loudly, but seeing the next scene, the hook-nosed man's laughter stopped abruptly, as if someone had choked his neck.

The child's little hand stretched out, and the flames reappeared and condensed, only this time from a dagger to a short sword, the short sword stabbed into the other hand again, and the flame short sword disappeared again, and the claws had already come to the [child].

"Only twice, again. Yan Wuxin said out loud.

This time, there was no longer a long sword, the [child] little hands were closed, the tip of the palm stretched forward, and the soul power at the sea of qi was consumed twice in an instant, plus the previous heavy soul power, the soul power at the sea of qi had been used up half, and after hiding the sleeve three times, at the tip of the palm of the [child], the spirit sword appeared again, this time the light was even brighter than before, the hook-nosed man only felt a dazzling light flashing behind the leopard-shaped puppet, and then a giant sword appeared on the tip of the palm of the [child], and the giant sword should have [child] Two lengths, and the flaming greatsword slashed forward.

"Nope. The hook-nosed man exclaimed hoarsely.

The giant sword slashed down and cut off the head of the leopard-shaped puppet, but in an instant, the giant sword had disappeared, and some people's eyes couldn't help but fall on Yan Wuxin, and the people who originally paid attention to Yan Wuxin like a hooked nose couldn't help swallowing their saliva, and under the stunned gaze of everyone, the leopard shape stopped in his mouth, slowly cracked from the middle, and a soul stone fell from it.

Syllable.

The soul stone fell to the ground, and with the sound of the soul stone landing, the leopard-shaped puppet in its mouth split in half and flew away. The hook-nosed man behind the leopard-shaped puppet looked a little scorched black because he was affected by the waves of the giant sword, and his hooked nose looked as if it had been roasted, a little flattened, but compared to these, the man's expression of standing in place and muttering to himself was even more funny.

"No way. The hook-nosed man said.

And this is also the voice of many people at this time, but at this moment, the disciples of the Ye family can't help but exclaim, some well-informed disciples of the Ye family know that Yan Wuxin was imprisoned in the Wooden Detention Pavilion, but at this moment he came here, thinking of this, some disciples couldn't help but have a thought, if he didn't escape, then how did he come here?

In fact, most of the Ye family disciples already had the answer in their hearts, but the answer seemed too unbelievable, and several Ye family disciples snorted out laughing and forced themselves to say: "Ha Luha, it's impossible, maybe he just escaped?"

"How to escape, in the past hundred years, have you heard of anyone who escaped from the Wooden Detention Pavilion?" another Ye family disciple retorted unceremoniously.

The two fell silent at the same time, and Ye Zhiqiu, who heard the words of the two, slowly opened his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Muren Lane." ”

A boy who can break through the wooden alley at the age of fifteen, and a boy who can portray the soul array at the age of fifteen.

Thinking of this, the old man in green shirt couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and said secretly: "Even if it is for the Ye family, in order to let Ye Guang sit on the position of the head of the family, but is this price a little too great? But how can the Ye family be a traitor?"

Thinking of this, the old man in the green shirt finally stopped sitting still and took action in person.

A dark black puppet instantly appeared behind the old man with the footsteps of the old man, compared to the old man, the puppet looked a little coquettish, and this petite puppet also had a delicate name, [Show Hand].

But no one in the Ye family will underestimate this puppet because of its petite body, especially the puppet's name is [Xiushou].

[Show hands], the most important thing is the hands, different from other puppets, the soul filaments of the old man's fingertips, ten of them are in the fingertips of the puppets, not in the palms, but in the fingertips, ten fingers, ten soul filaments, not more, not less.

Facing the old man in green shirts, Yan Wuxin could feel the pressure from the old man's body, but even so, he didn't plan to get out of the way, because behind him was Ye Qingcheng, and [child] appeared in front of him.

But in front of the old man, Yan Wuxin's speed seemed extremely slow, so slow that the [child] was not in place, the old man had already come to the [child], and when the [child] was in place, the [show hand] had already come to the [child], the fingertips of the [show hand] lit up, and a small fireball appeared in front of the finger, the fireball was not big, only the size of a thumb, and the fireball the size of five thumbs instantly hit the [child], and five sounds sounded.

One voice is louder than the other.

When the fifth sound sounded, the soul silk on Yan Wuxin's fingertips had already been withdrawn, not by him, but by the soul silk itself. The soul silk dispersed on its own, and there was only one situation, and that was that the puppet was no longer there.

Seeing this scene, Ye Zhiqiu's heart flashed a trace of unbearability, how powerful is the old man in the green shirt's [Show Hand], as the head of the Ye family, he naturally knows that unlike the rest of the Ye family, the old man in the green shirt has engraved the fire sun of the three major soul arrays on the fingertips of the [Show Hand] in a unique way, although the fireballs condensed each time are not large, but the five small fireballs are superimposed, and the power is even higher.

How could Yan Wuxin's cultivation be able to block such a blow?

The old man's figure passed through Yan Wuxin, and he was able to control [Show Hand], and the old man's fingers were also extremely flexible, the old man made a move, and his fingers tapped on Yan Wuxin's body, and the old man tapped lightly, but the soul power in his body exploded, and these few taps brought Yan Wuxin a serious injury, and blood flowed out of Yan Wuxin's mouth and nose.

The tap was followed by a heavy blow, and the old man waved his hand and punched it out with one palm.

Before a palm fell on Yan Wuxin's body, Yan Wuxin only felt a heat wave coming from behind him, and the heat wave crossed Yan Wuxin's body, and the old man's palm was forced to retract.

The flaming sword slashed through, leaving a black line on the green bricks on the ground.

The only person who can protect people with a sword is Ye Chengcheng behind Yan Wuxin.

In just a moment, Ye Tingcheng burst out with all his strength, and almost in a moment, most of the soul power in Ye Tingcheng's body was consumed, and after several spirit swords, most of the people of the Ye family and the Lu family also fell, which gave Ye Tingcheng the opportunity to block this palm for Yan Wuxin.

Seeing this scene, Lu Canyu couldn't help but be surprised, "It's too subtle, I underestimate you, this woman can't be left to the Ye family", with this mentality, Lu Canyu, who was watching the play on the side, also put away the mentality of watching the play and slowly walked out of the crowd.

After forcing the old man back, Ye Chengcheng came to Yan Wuxin's side.

The soul threads at the fingertips slowly came to Yan Wuxin's body and wrapped around Yan Wuxin's waist, as if they had seen it for the first time, and there were also many soul masters in front of the two of them.

It seems that nothing has changed, everything is as it first seen.

And looking at everything in front of him, Yan Wuxin only felt a little groggy in his head, these things seemed to be a dream of his own, but this dream was a little long, too long.

Lu Yanyu slowly walked behind the two, and in front of the two was the old man in a green shirt.

The sound of magpies chirping in the sky sounded again, and Lu Yanyu and the old man attacked the two of them at the same time.