Chariot of Doom

Ye Hao smiled softly: "You two, it's time for us to come out to bask in the sun, it's been more than a hundred years."

Ye Hao said that his hand had already been printed, and he planned to gather the old man with hair and cat flowers.

Yu Youyu, Yu Youyi, and Xiao Yu said that Xinyue is the fastest in the world. At this time, Ye was forced out by Lin Feng. He was very reluctant, especially Flower, and grabbed this little paw towards Ye Lin.

"Hua, come live, welcome," Ye Hao said to Hua with a smile, then pointed to the young monk who was rushing ahead of him.

The orc Uncle Mao didn't dare to make a fuss about it. He saw the enemy rushing over and shouting loudly, opening his mouth wide, revealing sharp teeth and big claws, very domineering.

"sorry……"

At the scene, a monk from Qingyun Temple turned into a blood mist, and the orc's Uncle Mao was really powerful. This claw was shot down, and even a monk in the center of the world couldn't lift it.

In fact, this is quite normal. After all, Uncle Mao is a monster that is neither human nor animal, and his realm has no boundaries. After a hundred years of practice, his skills have naturally improved.

Seeing his companion being beaten to death by this terrifying orc, all other practitioners of Qingyun were terrified.

"Don't be afraid, kill me," the three elders of the Qingyun clan ordered his people to continue killing.

Flowers also moved to each other.

As soon as the sword cut, the head fell to the ground.

The head of the little monk was chopped off, his blood was drowned, his knowledge was destroyed by this mighty sword, and he died, removed from the land forever.

The emperor's sword was cut off again, and the green sword broke through the treasure chest of a monk in Qingyun Temple.

Soon the young monk's knowledge was destroyed and his knowledge of the sea exploded with it.

kill.

Killed all day.

Ye Hao's sword and tacit understanding are better, and his strength has also been greatly improved.

Roar.

The orc Uncle Mao roared, he was Ye Hao's two good assistants, fighting each other crazily.

Ye Hao chopped off the three old men of the Qingyun clan with a sword. The three old men of the Qingyun clan had suffered for a long time and had to kneel down and beg for mercy.

"Why……"

With another sword, Ye Hao also cut off the other arms of the three elders of the Qing Dynasty.

Ye Hao remained calm and merciless in the face of the enemy.

He leaped up with his sword in hand, and chopped down three men who had lost both arms.

"well……"

The three elders of the Qingyun Clan were immediately cut in half, bleeding profusely.

That mighty sword cut straight to his knowledge.

[...]

In the end, this group of practitioners from the Qingyun Clan was wiped out, and Ye Hao felt a little tired. Even if there were animals, Uncle Changmao and Pang Da helped each other, he also felt tired. After all, the other party is a master of cultivation in the middle of the world. Killing will drain your power.

Flowers are not like orcs, flowers can take human form, flowers can talk.

Uncle Mao can't do it, and needs further evolution.

"Master, I'm very tired, so we went back to sleep very late." Hua stretched out her waist and said to the wind.

Uncle Mao wagged his tail like a dog and rubbed his feet to show kindness.

"Come on, uncle, be good." "I flinched.

Ye Hao said to Hua and Uncle Mao: "You two go back first, and I will use you two in the future. In a word, everything is ready."

"I slept late," Hua'er said, the little baby's fat face puffed up.

Uncle Mao smiled in his heart, he wanted to be with Hua the most.

After Hua and Uncle Changmao left Ye Hao, they continued to practice in a school.

Ye Hao did not choose to stay on the mountain, but went to Qingyun Camp.