Yue Haishan retracted his mind, the expression on his face was extremely solemn, his clothes were windless, and bursts of vitality were blowing out, driving his white hair to flutter more than once.

He quickly pinched his hands, and twelve flying swords suddenly flashed around his body, interspersed in all directions like swimming fish, and the cold light overflowed with a strong killing intent.

"If you can take the last blow of the old man, the old man will bow down. Yue Haishan's voice was low, but it contained a sense of victory, these twelve consecutive sword formations were hole cards, and for the sake of the Thundercloud Order, he couldn't care about exposing this hole card.

This sword array, is obtained from a sword sect remnants, it is extremely difficult to cultivate, he has been in retreat for nearly a hundred years, most of the time, is used in this array, according to Yue Haishan's calculations, this sword array he has never used in front of people, I believe that Yun Changkong is also the first time to see, so it is even more difficult to break, there is a mental calculation or unintentional, he is at least fifty percent sure of defeating Yun Changkong, which is also the source of his confidence.

The black-robed middle-aged man's face changed slightly when he heard this, and there was a hint of caution in his eyes.

His name in Changhai City is well known to everyone, and he is one of the three Yuan Dan Great Perfection monks in the city, which is also the biggest support for the Yun family to be able to sit firmly in the third position in Changhai City.

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

This is the ancestors of the Yun family spent a huge price to get, it has been passed down for many years, but it has never been used, and now it has been passed to him, this blood-colored jade talisman, not many people in Changhai City know about it, the City Lord's Mansion is naturally one of them, this time, it is the City Lord's Mansion who asked him to kill Yue Haishan, Yun Changkong looked at the blood-colored jade talisman in his palm, and sighed slightly in his heart, if it weren't for the City Lord's Mansion this time having a heavy treasure in exchange, he would really be reluctant to spend this blow.

"Yue Haishan, if you want to blame it, blame the city lord's mansion, all of this has nothing to do with my Yun family. ”

The momentum in Yue Haishan's body gradually increased as the twelve flying swords wandered, and at the moment when they reached the highest, Yue Haishan shouted angrily, and with both hands waving together, the twelve flying swords seemed to be held by twelve invisible hands, and neatly turned the tip of the sword to aim at the black-robed middle-aged man, and suddenly turned into twelve sword shadows and stabbed at this person.

Its momentum, like thunder.

Yun Changkong's face was slightly dignified, and after his body took a few steps back, he made a palm out of thin air, and the palm print quickly became larger as soon as it left the palm, 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 contact with the sword body, it made a sound of gold and stone intersecting.

Under the sonorous sound, he actually broke all the twelve flying swords, and the palm print was castrated for a while, and then he grabbed 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 the damage was 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 flesh, he was afraid that it would immediately turn into a puddle of flesh.

Yue Haishan laughed miserably, there was nothing to be done at this moment, only to wait for death, his mind couldn't help but go blank, 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 they have never been able to get rid of the fate of being bullied, even if the ancestor Yue Haishan personally took action, they could not 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 sorrow, not only for the death of the ancestor, but also for the fate of everyone in this family, which also contained their own fate.

A blue light, coming from nothingness,

At the moment when the palm print was approaching, the blue light disappeared with Yue Haishan in an instant, and when it reappeared, it had already returned to the Yue family, and the person standing beside Yue Haishan was not Han Shi or who was.

The power of the palm print is undiminished, rushing 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, after glancing at the high platform, his eyes turned and gradually calmed down, such a scene, if he forcibly made a move, those few people who had the name of the ruling would inevitably stop it, so it was not good to wait and see, 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 thanklessly, Yun Changkong's face gradually became dull and calmer.

All this twist and turn happened very quickly, from the appearance of the palm print to the disappearance of the sky, but in a breath, many people, before they even understood what had happened, it was all over.

The six people on the high platform all showed a trace of solemnity in their eyes, and for the first time, they attached importance to everything that had just happened.

Among them, Zhang Mubai's mood was the most complicated, his gaze went straight over the clouds and the sky and Yue Haishan, and fell on Han Shi, but in just three months, this person broke through from the early stage of Yuan Dan to the middle stage, and entered the realm extremely fast, and all over his body, 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 it up, it still did not escape Han Shi's induction, his eyes were cold, and Han Shi looked up at Zhang Mubai on the high platform.

This glance was unremarkable, but the warning was fully revealed, Zhang Mubai was slightly stunned, and he 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.

"I have nothing to do with the Yue family. Han Shi's face was as usual, and he turned to leave.

Yue Haishan's face was pale and remorseful, and he couldn't help but vomit blood again, and Shaoqing said in a low voice: "The old man is defeated." ”

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." ”

The descendants of the Yue family looked solemn when they heard this, their eyes rekindled hope, they secretly clenched their fists, their backs were straight, and they no longer had regrets, as the Yue family left, the four tokens belonged to the dust 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.