"Master Ye, since you dare to kill my husband, my father-in-law, and my uncle's whole family, why don't you dare to show up in a battle, are you still afraid of me, a weak woman?"

The woman dressed in linen and filial piety asked loudly.

Still no response.

The main seat of the fairy pavilion goes.

Dark wave flows.

Someone coughed.

"Ye Qingyu, the rivers and lakes are in trouble, since you were invited to participate in such a martial arts alliance, then you can be regarded as a part of our martial arts rivers and lakes, there is no marquis here, and there is no noble status, please go to war, life and death are determined by the destiny of heaven, no matter what the reason, you must always make a end to the grievances, and ask Ye Houye to appear. ”

In the No. 2 Immortal Pavilion, Ding Li said loudly.

His skills are profound, and his voice is like a bell and drum melodious, and he can hear it clearly everywhere in the entire Tianjiao Garden.

All eyes were focused on the water light seal ring in the center of Mingyue Lake.

"You really can't wait to deal with me from the beginning. ”

Ye Qingyu's voice finally sounded.

The crowd followed the sound.

But I didn't know anything, in the empty No. 10 Immortal Pavilion, there was actually a person sitting, white clothes like jade, black hair like a waterfall, heroic posture, under the sunshine, this person's robe was like a bunch of pure snowmen, reflecting the brilliance, sitting there quietly, black hair fluttering in the wind, every hair strand flowing with brilliance, there is a sacrosanct temperament.

Ye Qingyu!

Ye Qingyu finally appeared.

Youyan Yiye, sixteen or seventeen years old, loves white robes, and is a rare beautiful man.

This is the description of Ye Qingyu in the rivers and lakes.

Therefore, when they saw the figure in the No. 10 Immortal Pavilion, the hearts of countless Jianghu sect disciples jumped sharply.

The story of Youyan Yiye is familiar to all the people here, but when they hear about it, seeing this young man who is called a murderer, many people still have some awe, and the wind blows, and all the talk disappears.

"Ye Qingyu, come over to fight, even if my Liu Ying is blood-spattered in Mingyue Lake, I have to seek justice. ”

In the ring.

The young woman in filial piety, Liu Ying, roared sharply.

This scene won the sympathy and sighs of countless people.

"Your husband Wang Xiong, your public Wang Zhijiang, and your uncle Wang Ying have killed more than ten people in Youyan City, especially Wang Xiong, raped and killed two women, one of whom is still a pregnant woman, a disciple of Xuanxuanzong, and every hand is stained with blood...... I kill them with a clear conscience. Ye Qingyu spoke, his voice was calm, there was a strange indifference, and said: "Liu Ying, you are in Huining Province, you are also notorious, known as the poisonous Rakshasa , there are not a few people who kill people and goods, it stands to reason that there is more than enough to die, but the laws of the empire are clear, those things of yours are things that the officials of Huining Province should be in charge of, today in Youyan Pass, you are provoked by others, rather than cannon fodder, I think you are immersed in the pain of bereavement, and the people are contrary, open the net, don't be embarrassed by you, give you a chance, go to the ring by yourself." ”

The voice was indifferent, but there was an unquestionable majesty.

"You...... Bloody mouth. Liu Ying said sharply: "Kill the family of the first husband, dare to slander their reputation, you ...... You're not human, I'm ......."

As he spoke, he spewed blood out of anger.

There was a lot of discussion all around them.

Countless eyes looked at Ye Qingyu, countless fingers pointed at Ye Qingyu, and some scolding could be faintly heard.

"Beast, Ye Qingyu, you crazy beast!"

"Miss Liu is so pitiful. ”

Someone was sucking loudly in the crowd.

The emotions of the crowd gradually have a tendency to be inflamed.

The seating area of the Dugu Valve.

Song Qingluo's fingers were clenched tightly, her joints turned white, she bit her lip and looked in the direction of the No. 10 Immortal Pavilion.

She believed that the young man from the Bailu Poor Family was not a mad person.

Although the contact was very short when she was at White Deer Academy, Song Qingluo absolutely believed that the young man who was angry and picked ten rings would not kill people for no reason.

But on the rivers and lakes, once this kind of notoriety spreads, it will be difficult to wash it off again, especially in a grand event like today, once such a hat reputation is buttoned up, it will be accompanied by a lifetime of things, and it will be classified into the devil's and evil ways, and it will be difficult to move an inch on the rivers and lakes in the future......

The girl is now a little anxious for Ye Qingyu.

Among the Immortal Pavilion No. 10.

Ye Qingyu is safe.

"You're really not fighting?"

He asked in a calm tone.

"Thief, today Liu Ying is only dead, I can't wait to eat your flesh and drink your blood, do you want to threaten me, come on, I will die with you......" Liu Ying roared with a hideous face.

"Okay. ”

Ye Qingyu nodded.

"Then go die. ”

He gestured a little.

A cold light pierced the void.

Liu Ying's hideous roaring body was ruthlessly pierced by this cold light.

She paused slightly, looked down at the wound on her chest in disbelief, and then grew her mouth as if to say something.

It's a pity that it wasn't said in the end.

She turned her head to look at the No. 2 Immortal Pavilion in the main seat area, and stretched out her hand as if she wanted to keep something.

But the body eventually stiffened completely.

A layer of frost instantly filled her body, and the whole person turned into an ice sculpture, and then fell to the ring, slammed, turned into countless broken ice, clanging on the surface of the ring and hitting each other, some pieces slipped directly and fell into the Mingyue Lake, the sound of the water dingdong, as if someone was playing a song of death.

The chatter around came to an abrupt end.

Deathly silence.

Then there seemed to be a bang in the air, and the disappeared discussion came back again, more noisy, more manic, as if the faces were angered by the black bear, the disciples of the rivers and lakes couldn't believe that Ye Qingyu really shot in front of everyone and killed a poor widow.

All kinds of cursing voices are endless.

Ye Qingyu smiled slightly.

He stood up and stepped out of the No. 10 Immortal Pavilion in one step, and in the next moment, the figure had already landed on the Water Light Seal Ring.

"What kind of goods is Xuanxuanzong, how many innocent lives are in the hands of the poisonous rakshasa Liu Ying, all the heroes of the rivers and lakes, you should know better than me, you don't have to look indignant here......"

Ye Qingyu stood in the ring for a long time.

His body was as straight as a spear, with a grim face, and said: "Someone wants to create this poor and pathetic image of a victim, pouring dirty water on me, such a method is really too naïve, in the martial arts world, in the rivers and lakes, the strong will always be respected, what is the use of these camping methods...... Hehe, I know, there must be a lot of pre-prepared characters who want to challenge me, hehe, don't you just want me to step on this ring, I'm here, who wants to come again? ”

Hunting in white robes, black hair flying.

A leaf of the swallow stands in the water and mountains.

The indifference and resoluteness of that moment made the indignant heroes around the lake stunned one by one.

The seating area of the Dugu Valve.

Song Qingluo, who was originally very worried that a pair of delicate eyebrows were about to be entangled, suddenly widened her eyes and froze.

The girl's heart, at this moment, seemed to have been hit hard by something.

All the noise and ostentation in the ears completely disappeared in an instant, the light of the Xianting Lake disappeared, and the figures of the martial arts heroes disappeared...... In her eyes, there was only the majestic figure of the young man in white who seemed to be a god.

The picture of this moment is very similar to the battle of the Ten Rings in the White Deer Academy back then.

Back then, it was also this young man, dressed in black with a spear, with cold eyebrows on those aristocratic teenagers who seemed to be high.

And now, it is still this young man, always so confident and calm, always calm like a piece of ice for thousands of years, it seems that he never knows how to compromise, like an arrow, a knife, a sword, rather than bend.

Only this time, he was not facing the students of the academy, but the more treacherous and dangerous characters.

Can he handle it?

Just when Song Qingluo's heart was like a deer, the scene changed.

"A certain family will meet you, a butcher. ”

It sounded like an extremely angry shout, coming from the northwest direction of Mingyue Lake.

A figure swept up in the air and landed on the water-to-light printing ring.

But it is a burly monk, with a maroon robe, short shoes, shoulders and arms, thick forearms like the roots of an old tree, knotted muscles and flesh, a beard like a steel needle, and a brass open bowl the size of a grinding disc on both sides behind his back, full of breath, extremely terrifying.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha, Ye Qingyu, you should kneel and repent. ”

The monk stood with one palm on his chest and shouted.

"The giant bowl is in the body, shaped like a vicious dog, if I didn't guess wrong, you should be nicknamed Yang Zhenning, the evil monk of the Qianli Tuo Blood Bowl, and the law name is empty," Ye Qingyu looked at the monk, nodded, and said: "The blood bowl is in the northeast, and you have killed more than 100,000 people, this is what you have always been complacent, in order to practice, when you tortured and killed those poor villagers, did you ever think that one day, before you die, should you kneel and repent?"

"You...... What nonsense?" The empty evil monk shouted angrily: "How can a poor monk be a monk, how can he ......?"

He was shocked in his heart.

Only the people on the martial arts road in the northeast of the empire know how this Ye Qingyu actually told his origin, as if he had already known it, this is really strange.

"That's a lot of nonsense, you're acting, damn it. ”

Ye Qingyu punched out.

"Well done. The muscles of the empty evil monk's back shook, and a pair of open giant bowls appeared in his hands, with a cruel smile on his face, he waved the giant bowl and smashed directly into Ye Qingyu's fist.

Rumble!

The fists and bowls intersected, like a golden sound.

The air flow in the ring is frenzied.

The empty evil monk only felt that his wrist was numb, and he was suddenly taken aback, shocked by Ye Qingyu's strength, and was about to use his strength to fight back, Ye Qingyu's fist was like lightning, and it was actually punch after punch, bombarding like a storm.

Boom Boom!

The loud bang was deafening.

Nine punches in a row.

Ye Qingyu retreated.

The evil monk was empty but like a puppet, still retreating mechanically step by step.

His complexion had long lost its brilliance, and he took the last step to withdraw, and finally fell directly into the Mingyue Lake with a pop, and in the midst of the brilliant waves, he never came up again, and when the water surface became smooth as a mirror again, his figure was still missing.

"Killing this kind of goods is the most worthy of the heart. ”

Ye Qingyu smiled slightly.

Wen Wan didn't seem to be serious all day, but the list of people in the rivers and lakes and the life history provided were extremely accurate.

The wind is blowing.

The white robes hunted like battle flags.

"Who's coming?"

Ye Qingyu raised his hand to invite the battle-

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