Chapter 142: Trouble is Coming!

Ye Wuchen frowned, this time King Yu's tomb and his trip, his biggest gain was Renyuan Dan, but the inheritance of King Yu was taken away from him.

Of course, if it weren't for being led to the mysterious starry sky area, the Feather King inheritance might not have been taken by the empty family, and the starry sky area almost let himself die.

"That cockroach-like guy, even if he dies, it will hurt me"

With a curse in his heart, Ye Wuchen's sharp eyes swept away, and the next moment, his face froze: "He's not dead yet?"

He saw Ye Ming!

I was suddenly amazed!

How could he still be alive, that golden thundercloud didn't even dare to face himself

Ye Wuchen's eyes, which had always been calm and confident, were like waves like sea water at this moment.

On the other side, Ye Ming also looked at Ye Wuchen, and he smiled slightly.

However, that smile seemed to be bland, but when it fell into Ye Wuchen's eyes, he felt like a mockery, but he didn't get angry, but pondered.

The boy should have died in a thundercloud, how did he come out alive again?

Could it be that the thundercloud is the inheritance of the Thunder King?

Speculation rose in his heart, Ye Wuchen's face was gloomy, although it was a guess, he was still very hot, just like the door of the strong was close to him, and he didn't enter, but pushed others in

And that man is his enemy!"Boy, where is my Sheng'er?"

At this moment, Nangong Ba's eyes swept away, and then stared at Ye Ming coldly, although he didn't know Nangong Sheng's whereabouts, he remembered that his son was chasing the young man in the end.

Listening to the voice, Ye Ming's face remained unchanged, with Nangong Ba's temperament, it really pushed it on his head, even if Nangong Sheng died in the thunderclouds, this old guy is looking for himself to settle accounts!

"Could it be that something happened to my Sheng'er? It must be so, the Yuwang Mausoleum is mysterious, as long as you are in the mausoleum, anyone will be teleported out, unless you die"

Nangong Ba's face changed suddenly, and the killing intent in his eyes rolled out, there is no doubt that this killing intent fell on Ye Ming, no matter how his son died, but the reason was to hunt down that kid, so that kid will die!

Chapter 10: The Battle of the Strong

"I killed your bullshit son"

Looking at Nangong Baxing's questioning appearance, Ye Ming pursed his lips and said.

Since it is difficult to avoid, let's meet it head-on, and although Nangong Ba is strong, "Lei Cicada Jue" is not weak, although he can't resist the other party, but the speed of alchemy gold and thunder is extremely terrifying, Nangong Ba, the old man, wants to chase and kill himself, I'm afraid that he may not be able to catch up with himself!

As soon as Ye Ming's voice fell, the middle of the basin fell silent.

The faces of the onlookers on the side changed, they didn't expect that young man to be bold, not only did he dare to offend Ye Wuchen, but even Nangong Ba's son dared to kill, this guy's style of action was beyond expectations!

"Ye Ming, I realize that I underestimated you again!"

The Empty Winter Spirit smiled bitterly, she was also surprised by this accident.

"No way, I won't kill him, do you want to wait for him to kill me?" Ye Ming shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly.

Listening to the conversation, the eyes of the people around him were even more jealous, looking at the young man's appearance, it seemed that killing Nangong Sheng was like crushing an ant to death, understatement, without pressure.

This kind of ruthless character, if you don't have absolute strength, it's better not to provoke, just in an instant, Ye Ming's status is equivalent to Ye Wuchen and others, and he belongs to people who can't be offended.

"Boy, kill to pay for your life, I will sacrifice you alive today!" Nangong Ba shouted, the surging breath swept away like a wind, and the pitch-black long sword in his right hand buzzed, faintly making the entire basin also turbulent.

Whoosh!

The onlookers on the side avoided it from a distance, so as not to harm the pond fish.

"How could your son have died if he had not pursued us?

Ye Ming smiled coldly, at this point, it is useless to think about it, at the moment the thunder cicada in his body is also ready to move, as long as the wind blows, then the thunder cicada trick will be made public, and he will also leave here, and then he will take revenge.

"Nangong Ba, this young man is our person, you want to take revenge, at least not here!"

At this moment, a faint voice sounded, and then a figure blocked in front of Ye Ming, it was empty dust!

"Huh?"

Ye Ming was slightly stunned, subconsciously turned his head to look, and saw the empty winter spirit beside him smile slightly: "I promised you, Yuwang Ling and his party, I will try my best to help you, so you can definitely return to the academy safely today!"

Hearing this, Ye Ming was a little surprised, shook his head and smiled: "It seems that I have more and more favors from you!"

"Hehe, yes, you can make a promise," Kong Dongling spit out his fragrant tongue, and that playful appearance made Ye Ming a little speechless.

"Kongchen, what are you doing here? Could it be that kid from your empty family?"

Looking at Kong Chen's sudden stand-up, Nangong Ba's face turned pale, Kong Chen's strength was not weaker than him, or even stronger, and the forces behind the other party were extremely terrifying, this was not something that he could provoke as a small city lord.

"He is not a person from my empty family, and helping him is also a favor, as for that person, maybe you have a chance to meet him!"

"You"

Nangong Ba frowned tightly, he could see that he couldn't kill that kid today.

"Nangong City Lord, how about I help you?"

At this moment, a faint voice sounded in the basin, and after a while, beside Nangong Ba, Ye Wuchen walked out, at this moment he was smiling, but his eyes were firmly fixed on Ye Ming.

No matter what, whether the boy got the inheritance of the Thunder King or not, he never thought about letting the boy go.

After he walked out, the situation suddenly changed, there was only one person on Ye Ming's side, but there were two strong people on Nangong Ba's side, both of them were strong people in the Linghai realm, if he made a move, it would be difficult for Kongchen to protect Ye Ming.

"Haha, Ye Xiaoyou, you have written down this love for the old man!" Nangong Ba smiled arrogantly, and then looked behind him: "True Lingzi, how about helping the old man?

Behind him, Zhen Lingzi's eyes flashed, the reward of the city lord of Black Dragon City, this is not small, at that moment he looked at Ye Ming in the distance, only to see that this young man's eyes were cold, although he didn't say a word, but he saw a trace of decisiveness in it.

Although that little guy is only in the Lingyun realm, his origin is mysterious, and he doesn't seem to be easy to mess with.

"Nangong Ba, the two of you are enough to deal with it now, I won't interfere in such matters, I'm sorry!"

Zhen Lingzi arched his hand, and then ran out of the basin, thus breaking the line.

"Rubbish!"

Nangong Ba snorted coldly, and then ignored it.

"Nangong Ba, the empty dust has been handed over to me, but the young man still can't die at the moment, I have something I want to ask, after asking, the young man's life and death are up to you, is it feasible?" Ye Wuchen looked ahead and said lightly.

"Deal!"

Nangong Ba nodded coldly.

The two powerhouses reached an agreement, on the other side, Kongchen's face became solemn, now that Ye Wuchen joined the other party's camp, things became troublesome, and Ye Wuchen's forces behind him were not weak, even if he fought with him, Kongchen would not dare to be ruthless.

"Ye Ming, you have to be careful next!"

Kong Dongling frowned, she didn't expect Ye Wuchen to make a move.

"Well, but if you want to be unfavorable to me, then you have to see if he has the strength!"

Ye Ming's face was cold and nodded, he also remembered today's hatred, if he didn't die, then Nangong Ba would die, and Ye Wuchen would find him sooner or later.

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