Yue Haishan gathered his mind, the expression on his face was extremely solemn, his clothes were windless and automatic, and there were bursts of vitality blowing out, driving the white hair to flutter more than once, he quickly pinched his hands, and twelve flying swords suddenly flashed around his body, the cold light was overflowing, and there was an endless killing intent on it, and the flying swords were interspersed back and forth around, as flexible as a swimming fish.

"This is the last blow of the old man, if you can take it, the old man is willing to bow down. Yue Haishan's voice was low, but it contained a desire to win, these twelve consecutive sword formations were his hole cards, for the sake of Lei Yun Ling, he couldn't care about exposing this hole card.

This sword formation was obtained from a remnant of the Sword Sect, and it was extremely difficult to cultivate, and he had been in retreat for nearly a hundred years, and most of the time was spent on this formation.

According to Yue Haishan's calculations, he has never used this sword formation in front of people, and I believe that Yun Changkong is also the first time he has seen it, so it is even more difficult to break this sword formation, and if he has mental calculations or unintentional, he is at least fifty percent sure that he will defeat Yun Changkong, which is also the source of his confidence.

The black-robed middle-aged man opposite, his face changed slightly when he heard this, and there was a hint of caution in his eyes, his name Yun Changkong, in this Changhai City, no one knows it, he is one of the three Yuandan Great Perfection monks in the city, which is also the biggest reliance of the Yun family to be able to sit in the third position of Changhai City.

This Yue Haishan, many years ago, was defeated in his hands, at that time, he defeated this person extremely easily, he didn't expect that many years later, Yue Haishan's cultivation had also reached the peak of the later stage, and he had the strength to fight.

Even, among the twelve flying swords, he felt a lot of threat.

A trace of fierceness flashed under the eyes of the black-robed middle-aged man, and a blood-colored jade talisman quietly appeared in his hand, this thing was one of the heavy treasures of the Yun family, which contained the power of three blows, each blow was equivalent to the full force of the early Yuan Infant monk.

This is the ancestors of the Yun family spent a huge price to get, inherited for many years, but never used, now, passed into his hands, this blood-colored jade talisman, in Changhai City, not many people know, the City Lord's Mansion is naturally one of them, and this time, it was the City Lord's Mansion that asked him to kill Yue Haishan.

Yun Changkong looked at the blood-colored jade talisman in the palm of his hand, and sighed slightly in his heart, if it weren't for the City Lord's Mansion having a heavy treasure in exchange this time, he would really be reluctant to spend this blow, "Yue Haishan, if you want to blame, blame the City Lord's Mansion, all of this has nothing to do with my Yun family." ”

The momentum in Yue Haishan's body, with the movement of the twelve flying swords, gradually improved, and at the moment when it reached the highest, Yue Haishan shouted angrily, and under the wave of both hands, the twelve flying swords seemed to be held by twelve invisible hands, neatly turning the tip of the sword, aiming at the black-robed middle-aged man, and suddenly turned into twelve sword shadows, stabbing at this person, its momentum was like thunder.

Yun Changkong's face was slightly solemn, and after his body took a few steps back, he slapped out of thin air.

As soon as the palm print left the palm, it quickly became larger, and its speed was extremely fast, but in the blink of an eye, it collided with the twelve sword shadows, this palm print seemed illusory, but under the contact with the sword body, there was a sound of gold and stone intersecting, and under the sonorous sound, the twelve flying swords were all broken, and the palm print castrated only a little slowly, and then grabbed towards Yue Haishan again.

Seeing the flying sword broken, Yue Haishan's complexion changed greatly, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, these twelve flying swords were connected to his mind, and at the same time of damage, they were also implicated in his mind, and he was immediately injured, and his whole body was weak, and when he saw the palm print coming to his body, he couldn't even mobilize a trace of Yuan force, this palm print could even break the incomparably strong flying sword, if he grabbed the body, he was afraid that he would immediately turn into a puddle of flesh.

Yue Haishan laughed miserably, at this moment, there was nothing to do, only to wait for death, and he couldn't help but have a blank mind in his mind, and for the first time in his heart, he had deep remorse for the expulsion of Han Shi.

This remorse is completely different from the previous regret, the people of the Yue family who were watching not far away suddenly changed from cheers to horror, more of a kind of sadness, the Yue family has been rooted in Changhai City for thousands of years, but it has never been able to get rid of the fate of being bullied, even if the ancestor Yue Haishan personally took action, it was also impossible to get rid of this fate that lasted for thousands of years.

At this moment, the eyes of every member of the Yue family were filled with deep sadness.

Not only for the death of the ancestor, but also for the fate of everyone in this family, which also contains their own fate.

A blue light came from nothingness, and at the moment when the palm print came to his body, the blue light disappeared instantly with Yue Haishan, and when he reappeared, he had already returned to the Yue family, and the person standing next to Yue Haishan was not Han Shi, but who it was.

The power of the palm print was undiminished, and he rushed straight into the distant sky, disappearing at a very fast speed, Yun Changkong's eyes flashed with fierce light, and he was furious, but he was scheming, and after glancing at the high platform, his eyes turned and gradually calmed down.

Such a scene, if he forcibly took action, those few people who had the name of the ruling would inevitably stop it, so it was not good, it was better to wait and see what happened, after all, he had already made a move, although he did not put Yue Haishan to death, but he was no wonder.

As for the heavy treasure sent by the City Lord's Mansion, he has swallowed it, how can he spit it out, this thundercloud order is already in his hands, why bother to be thankless, Yun Changkong's face gradually calmed down.

All these twists and turns happened very quickly, from the appearance of palm prints to the disappearance of the sky, but in a breath, many people, before they even understood what had happened, everything was over.

The six people on the high platform, their eyes all revealed a trace of solemnity, and for the first time, they attached importance to everything that happened just now, among them, Zhang Mubai's mood was the most complicated, and his gaze went straight over the clouds and Yue Haishan, and fell on Han Shi.

However, in just three months, this person broke through from the early stage of Yuan Dan to the middle stage, and he entered the realm extremely quickly, and there was a dangerous aura that he couldn't see through, if he allowed it to develop again, he would lose the certainty of subduing this person.

Thinking of this, coupled with Han Shi's disrespect at the auction, Zhang Mubai's heart suddenly rose with a wisp of irrepressible killing intent, and there was a trace of coldness in the depths of Han Shi's gaze.

Although this killing intent was tried his best to cover up, he still did not escape Han Shi's induction, his eyes were cold, Han Shi looked up at Zhang Mubai on the high platform, this glance was bland, but the warning meaning was fully revealed.

Zhang Mubai was slightly stunned, and sneered in his heart, in this Changhai City, someone dared to provoke him repeatedly, over the years, his mind has been on cultivation, and many people are afraid that they have forgotten his Zhang Mubai's methods, this Han Shi must die.

"This is the last thing I did for my Yue family. Han Shi's face was as usual, and he turned to leave without looking back.

Yue Haishan's face was pale, and he was even more remorseful in his heart, and he couldn't help but vomit blood again. ”

Yue Haishan waved his sleeves, looked at the juniors of the Yue family around him, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Although the old man is defeated, my Yue family is not defeated, a hundred years later, my Yue family will make a comeback, and my Yue family's son will definitely regain the glory of the ancestors." ”

Many descendants of the Yue family, hearing this, looked solemn, rekindled hope in their eyes, secretly clenched their fists, but also straightened their backs, no longer regrets and regrets, with the departure of the Yue family, the ownership of the four tokens was settled, belonging to the Song family, the Dongfang family, the Mo family and the Yun family.

Tomorrow will be the most concerned competition for loose cultivation, which is also the rule set by the then city lord of Changhai City thousands of years ago.