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"It's not good, it's not good, the patriarch is not good!"

In the meeting hall, Ye Tongchen and several elders were talking with people from Tianxuan Holy Land, when a disciple suddenly broke in.

The great elder immediately scolded:

"Bastard, who allowed you to come in?"

The disciple's feet fell heavily and he fell to the ground. The oncoming pressure on his face made him pale.

He tapped his shoulders and stammered:

"Clan, clan leader... elders, there is a fire in the warehouse... area! In the abandoned and abandoned house next to it, Ye Zhifan, who is imprisoned, is also missing!"

"You bastard! How can you do anything if so many people can't look down on one person!"

The second elder stood up angrily and struck out with his palm, causing the disciple to fly out vomiting blood.

Ye Tongchen's majestic Chinese character face contained a hint of embarrassment, and he smiled at the people in Tianxuan Holy Land.

"Brother He, something happened in the clan, which made you laugh."

"It doesn't matter."

The man from Tianxuan Holy Land waved his hand, and the mask of broadness and divinity seemed to be welded to his face.

He was wearing a silver brocade robe, and every move he made showed proficiency and precision repeated thousands of times.

Elegance is elegance, but it is a bit exaggerated and inconsistent in ordinary scenes.

He stood up and looked outside, as if he was reading a memorial text, his tone was soothing, deep and solemn.

"Ye Zhifan, he should be Xuan'er's child. I just happened to go and have a look."

Ye Tongchen exchanged glances with the two elders, and after careful consideration, he made an invitation gesture, "Brother He, please—"

After the message transmission with Jia Xingming ended, Ye Zhifan jumped up to the roof with a big knife in his hand and glanced at everyone condescendingly.

With his fingertips, he performed a sound amplification technique:

"I, Ye Zhifan, am just Ye Zhifan and have nothing to do with your Cangming Holy Land Ye family!

I don't care about this kind of place where filth is hidden and where rituals and music are broken. Only trash that has never seen the world is used as a treasure!

I give you one last warning, don’t rush to get in front of me, look at the worthless look, I will kill one when I see one, and kill a pair when I see two! "

The aura around his body was fully activated, with his right hand holding a large knife that had pierced the roof, and his blood-red robes made a hunting sound.

He is handsome but has a ruthless look that despises all living beings, like a world-destroying demon.

"Who is Ye Zhifan? So arrogant!"

"I remembered, this is the guy who came all the way from the Thirteen Holy Cities to declare a challenge! He's not dead yet!"

"Ye Zhifan, you dare to be so arrogant in the territory of my Ye family. Are you bullying me, Cang Ming, who has no one in the Ye family?"

Jia Xingming, who was watching the play in the attic in the distance, touched his smooth chin and couldn't help but say:

"Hahaha, I laugh at Zhuge Wumou and Zhou Yu Shaozhi..."

"Here! The guy is here! Get him!"

The disciples of the Ye family who were blown out of all their battle-damaged armor had scarlet eyes and rushed to attack with their weapons.

Why don't you just watch the show for a while?

When I turned around and went downstairs, a hammer appeared behind my head!

Jia Xingming had no choice but to escape from the roof, and the buildings of different heights remained as flat as walking on the ground under the shadow of his unique skill.

He did not fight back, but evaded nimbly, leading the irrational pursuers towards the intact building.

"Stop! You thief!"

"In front of you, if you're a man, don't hide!"

Jia Xingming turned around and made an ugly face, saying loudly:

"I'm not hiding, waiting for you to kill me? That's not a man, that's an idiot! Just like you! Hahahaha, if you are a man, come and chop me!"

Ye's No. 1: "Damn it, I'm so angry!"

Ye's No. 2: "You're so arrogant, I can't stand it anymore!"

Ye's No. 3: "What's wrong with being a man? Everyone, today is a critical moment for my Ye family. Let's all come together!"

Ye's No. 4: "Today, either he dies or we die!"

……

On the other side, the geniuses of the Ye family were still taking turns to say harsh words.

"I, Ye Tianchen, will make you regret appearing in this world today!"

"I, Ye Tianshuang, want you to know the price you will pay for offending the Holy Land!"

"I, Ye Tian..."

Seeing the shocking movement in the distance, Ye Zhifan, who had been so strong all his life, couldn't stand still, and the sword in his hand was already thirsty.

"I said, who are you, Ye Tianci?"

"presumptuous……"

"Don't say whether you want to be arrogant or not. If you are as rubbish as him, then come together. After cleaning up you rubbish, I still have to eat!"

"Whether it's intolerable or not, come on everyone!"

Far, far away, Jia Xingming jumped more than ten feet high and waved to him. Through the transmission notes, Ye Zhifan heard Jia Xingming say:

"The forward swing is finally over, brother Ye, you are too slow!"

Ye Zhifan looked increasingly displeased at the people gathered around him.

He grabbed his long hair with his left hand and swung it back. His four fingers slowly grazed the blade, and the flame mark between his eyebrows seemed to burst out.

The next moment, patches of purple fire ignited wherever the fingertips touched.

Then he pushed with his fingertips and turned his right wrist. The flaming sword drew a semicircle on his chest and swept forward with thunderous force.

The geniuses of the Ye family raised their weapons to resist, and the aftermath of the collision of the two spiritual powers completely destroyed the surrounding buildings.

"So strong!"

This is the idea of ​​the geniuses of the Ye family.

Ye Zhifan frowned, not satisfied with the result, but he didn't dare to use his full strength at this moment.

After all, Jia Xingming's stuff has already given him terms such as "Iron Fist of Explosive Clothes", "Crazy Emperor with Hair", and "The Temptation of Personal Secret Guards" that are so embarrassing that his toes cramp up.

He didn't want any other label, really.

Ye Tianchen threw out the sword flowers with both swords and slashed forward with force, and he was freed from the stalemate.

The others used their own strength and retreated one after another.

Everyone exchanged glances and quickly made a plan.

Ye Tianshuang: "Golden Prison Trap Formation, rise!"

A giant six-sided trapping formation about three feet high fell from the sky.

Ye Tianyi: "Sky-burning poisonous sand, rise!"

A dark brown sandstorm appeared out of thin air and quickly submerged Ye Zhifan.

Ye Tianan: "Bone-cracking lizard, come out!"

A particularly terrifying lizard with a bone crown on its head, pale mottled body, blue-black insect-like compound eyes, and a mouth full of tearing teeth ran out of his sleeve.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge thing, and several clones appeared, and quickly got into the sand.

Ye Tianchen nodded with satisfaction and made a secret in his hand. A blood demon shadow several feet high appeared behind him. Following his thoughts, he raised the giant palm with the demon eyes embedded in it.

In the distance, Jia Xingming, who was playing with his pursuers, his eyes lit up and his spirits were lifted.

The good opportunity to wrap things up has come!

"Brother Ye, I'm here to save you!"

Jia Xingming pulled out the Shadowless Sword, used his body skills to the extreme, and kindly said to the pursuers behind him:

"Goodbye everyone, I won't play with you anymore!"

In an instant, he appeared in front of the golden prison formation, ready to raise his hand to face the blood demon's shadow.

A hand was put on his shoulder, and he turned around to see Ye Zhifan appearing next to him with his clothes flying.

"Are you okay?"

"I am fine."

He pushed Jia Xingming behind him and swung the knife with a serious expression. The huge pressure from the blood demon's shadow made him take two steps back.

On the angular face, fresh scars were leaking blood.