Sword Spirit

Although he succeeded in breaking the battle, Ye Hao’s mood did not change in the slightest. As his gaze moved, the **** scenes around him clearly reflected in his eyes, and the various broken limbs were broken and the dead bodies were lying. Fall to the ground.

Wherever he looked, Ye Hao did not find any of the bodies of the black armor, and all of them died! He roughly estimated that in just a short while, the number of people lost by them was nearly 50%, and the number of injured people was also 20%. Half of them were seriously injured and lost their fighting power.

Although these people are not considered to be strong ones, but this is an absolute diehard. After his success, these people are the backbone of his control of the Jiuhua League, and now in the leaves Under Haoran’s calculations, the loss was heavy, and he was still too big! It should have been known that Ye Haoran’s city government is not so good.

Ye Hao immediately raised his head and looked at Ye Haoran’s voice: "Ye Haoran, how are you!"

Ye Haoran sneered: "It’s just self-sufficiency, deserve it!"

"Do you think that I can't help you? Your patrol battalion is blocked by my people, and you can't come in, you can't live with it, and you don't know what to do with the Nangong family. Keep blocking me?"

"You can try!" Ye Haoran coldly said.

Ye Hao gently raised the long sword and slowly took a step forward, but it was quickly pulled by the Confucian family. He whispered: "Be careful, I think Ye Haoran is afraid of layout."

"What about that? If you don't continue, how can his back hand be exposed? This time, I came in person!" Ye Hao suppressed the anger.

At this time, a sound of yin test sounded at the bottom of Ye Xie's heart: "Ye Ye, it seems that your situation is not optimistic. Is it considering my condition again? As long as you promise me, I can help you instantly. You kill all these people in front of you and let you sit on the seat of the Jiuhua League."

Hearing this voice, Ye Hao brows slightly wrinkled, and also responded from the bottom of his heart: "No, I warn you, I am in good heart to take you, you don't mess with me at this time!"

That voice is a sly smile. "Reassure, we are one now. I naturally won’t mess with you, but I believe that you will always ask for me. At that time, I will definitely help. You shot, hey!"

After the words, the voice disappeared completely without a trace, as if it had never appeared before, Ye Hao reached out and touched his chest. Although he could not touch anything, he knew that there was something there, maybe Because of its existence, he will make Ye Hao have the confidence and courage to make such things. Of course, if you can, Ye Hao hopes that he will never use it. If he can control the Jiuhua League on his own strength, it is the best.

After setting the mind, Ye Hao raised his head again, took a deep breath and shouted: "Kill!"

This time, Ye Hao no longer faked his hand to others. Ye Haoran ruined him so much in one fell swoop, and he had completely angered him. He saw that he was the first to go straight up, and the long sword took Ye Haoran.

The Confucius family and others naturally cannot let Ye Hao take the risk of being alone. Before the Ye family was completely pulled down from the carriage of the Jiuhua League, the role of Ye Hao was irreplaceable. He immediately commanded the martial artists who kept the fighting power to rush.

The black armor and the Nangong family warriors will naturally not sit by and watch them plunder. They have been ready to work, and they have already prepared for this group of rebels, and they rushed forward to entangle them. Nangong Lie and Nangong Tianyou are aimed at the Confucian family and other strong people. As for Ye Hao, they are left to Ye Haoran.

"I don't know how to live and die. I really thought that I had been eating at Ye Family for a few years. Is it enough to challenge me?" Ye Haoran snorted, facing the rushing Ye Hao, and the long sword was attacked.

Ye Hao’s practice is all Ye’s martial arts. For Ye’s martial arts, Ye Haoran is naturally more familiar than Ye Hao, which is what he played when he was young.

At the first contact, Ye Hao was completely suppressed by Ye Haoran. No matter how many tricks he made, Ye Haoran was able to take the lead, not to calmly retreat, it was to take advantage of the situation, let the leaves I don’t have a big loss, so if I go on, I’m afraid that Ye Hao will not have the slightest resistance.

At that moment, the familiar voice once again sounded in Ye Xin’s heart: "Idiot, what is hidden at this time, and then go on like this, you will lose no doubt, I don’t want to be out of the world and I’m chasing the world to escape!"

Hearing this, Ye Hao’s eyes showed a hint of struggling color, but even if it was completely firm, coldly sweeping Ye Haoran, who completely suppressed himself, the sword in his hand suddenly changed!

A smoky wind suddenly smashed through it, and a sword of incomparable shackles suddenly smashed toward Ye Haoran!

Suddenly this sword suddenly made Ye Haoran shocked. What is this trick, he has never seen it!

"Ye Haoran, have you played enough? Now it is my turn!" Ye Hao screamed, and the whole man instantly vacated, and his momentum suddenly changed!

The awe-inspiring temperament that belonged to Ye Jiajian's technique disappeared without a trace. Instead, it was a gloomy and secretive momentum. I saw Ye Hao's volley and a sword, and a black sword was attacked by air.

This sword seems to have a strange power. Ye Haoran feels that his soul is in a state of turmoil. In an instant, he is almost unsteady. When he returns to God again, Ye Hao’s sword is already less than three feet away from him. .

In this millennium, Ye Haoran screamed and slammed the sword, but even so, his shoulder was scratched by the sword of this sword.

A burst of corrosion came, Ye Haoran couldn't help but turn his head and saw that there was a black wound on his shoulder. The flesh and blood near the wound was not as bright as the usual injury, but it revealed a disgusting appearance. The smashing black, more importantly, the black flesh of the group is still slowly creeping, seems to be constantly eroding the flesh around him.

I couldn't wait to think about it. Ye Haoran quickly took out two medicinal herbs, one of which was directly thrown into the mouth, and the other was squeezed into powder by him, and it was scattered in the wound.

It’s troublesome to say, in fact, this is just a blink of an eye. Ye Haoran stares at Ye Hao’s voice: “Ye Ye, where did you learn this hazy martial arts?”

"This will not kill you, Yecheng Lord has asked, are you not saying that I am not worthy of Ye Family? Tell you, I am not rare at all! Today, I don't use Ye Family's martial arts, so I can kill you, die!" (To be continued~^~)