Reborn as a grass, the empress sneered at the beginning

Ye Xiaolu walked towards this side with a smile on her face. She looked very relaxed, with confidence in her eyes.

Wang Dong was completely speechless. This guy's cultivation level was not high, and he still wanted to help? Didn't he see that he, a seventh-grade inhalation realm, was no match for the other party? The two people on the opposite side were both in the eighth-grade inhalation realm!

Thinking that it was better to die alone than to die two, Wang Dong shouted at Ye Xiaolu: "Who are you? I don't know you, just leave now. I don't need your help!"

The two men stopped and looked at Ye Xiaolu who was walking towards them with frowns.

Ye Xiaolu looked at Wang Dong lying on the ground, and said, "Didn't you lend me clothes yesterday? I wanted to repay you, but you said you don't want my help? They are going to kill you!"

Wang Dong almost vomited blood. Couldn't this guy see that he didn't want him to be involved?

"Haha, boy, it looks like you two know each other!"

One of the men laughed and looked at Ye Xiaolu with a playful look on his face and said, "How about this, since you are kind enough to save people, you should also hand over your storage ring. In this way, we can spare your life and let you go!"

At this point, he looked at the injured Wang Dong, and then said coldly: "As for this guy, kneel down and kowtow to me, and I will let him go!"

"Storage ring?"

Wang Dong's heart skipped a beat. He remembered that when he saw Ye Xiaolu yesterday, he was completely naked. How could he have a storage ring?

Now looking at it, Ye Xiaolu was really wearing a storage ring on his hand, and no one knew where he got it from.

However, Wang Dong was also relieved in his heart. He knelt down and kowtowed. That was better than dying. As long as he and Ye Xiaolu handed over the storage ring, they would survive. After all, as long as the mountains are alive, there will be no shortage of firewood!

Unexpectedly, just when he was about to kowtow and ask Ye Xiaolu to hand over the storage ring, Ye Xiaolu said directly: "Haha, a man's knees are made of gold. I don't believe that Fatty Wang, a man, will kowtow to you two scums!"

The corners of Wang Dong's mouth twitched fiercely a few times, and he wished he could strangle Ye Xiaolu to death. At this time, he still wanted to be stubborn?

"Haha, if that's the case, then we'll kill you. Then, your storage rings will also be ours!"

One of the men laughed and said, "What an idiot! He even chose the wrong answer on a multiple-choice question like this!"

After saying this, he clenched his fist, and spiritual energy surged from it, rushing directly towards Ye Xiaolu.

Obviously, in his eyes, the spiritual energy fluctuations of Ye Xiaolu were very weak, as if they did not exist. It was estimated that her cultivation level was not low, and he was even too lazy to use his martial arts.

"Ye Xiaolu, you haven't even reached the fourth level of the Breathing Realm, why are you coming here to die?"

Wang Dong was completely speechless. Seeing that Ye Xiaolu was about to be killed, he was so angry that his face turned blue.

However, although he felt that he was doomed, Wang Dong was still very touched. Although Ye Xiaolu was simple-minded and had no cultivation, he was willing to come and die for the sake of the friendship of the set of clothes yesterday. Such a favor was really too great.

Ye Xiaolu also clenched his fist, and the spiritual energy above instantly enveloped his fist.

Looking at Wang Dong behind him, Ye Xiaolu silently told himself not to use too much force, otherwise his cultivation level would be too scary and not good. He must control his own strength.

"boom!"

The two fists collided with each other soon.

"Sixth level of breathing realm?"

When Wang Dong saw the spiritual energy on Ye Xiaolu's fist, he instantly discovered Ye Xiaolu's cultivation level. This guy was actually at the sixth level. But, this guy could clearly fly yesterday, so why did he say he couldn't fly yet?

But Wang Dong sighed again in his heart. Even if he was at the sixth level of the Inhalation Realm, what could he do? When facing a strong man at the eighth level of the Inhalation Realm, he still had no power to fight back!

"boom!"

However, he could never have imagined that the man who was fighting with Ye Xiaolu flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, hit a tree, and then fell to the ground with blood gushing from the corners of his mouth.

"Hey, am I that strong?"

Ye Xiaolu pretended to look at her fist and said with a puzzled look.

"No way? Isn't it the sixth level of breathing realm?"

The other man looked at his companion, then at Ye Xiaolu, and instantly began to doubt his life.

"What's going on? This attack is at least comparable to the ninth level of Qi Inhalation Realm, right? Maybe it's even comparable to the first level of Qi Condensation Realm!"

Wang Dong was even more dumbfounded. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but mutter to himself: "Could this be the legendary genius who can kill enemies above his level? It must be like this, a genius among geniuses. Moreover, the skills he practices must be very high!"

The man lying on the ground couldn't even stand up. He said to the other man, "Ye Fan, this kid has great physical strength, but his cultivation is low. He looks like a poor casual cultivator. Kill him with martial arts! His martial arts are definitely not good enough!"

The man named Ye Fan put away the sword in his hand, then clenched his fist, and spiritual energy gushed out of it. He punched Ye Xiaolu through the air: "Stone Breaking Fist!"

As Ye Fan threw a punch, a spiritual fist the size of a basketball appeared in front of him, carrying a terrifying wave, and rushed straight towards Ye Xiaolu.

"This, this martial art is not simple at first glance. Can Ye Xiaolu take it on?"

Seeing the opponent's terrifying martial arts, Fatty Wang became worried again.

Now, he can only hope that Ye Xiaolu can also perform decent martial arts.

When Ye Xiaolu saw the martial arts, he frowned. Martial arts, he really didn't have any martial arts. His cultivation level had only broken through in the past two days. What kind of martial arts did he have!

As for the hidden bloodline inheritance skill of the spiritual herb, he didn't know whether his identity would be exposed after using it. Moreover, the destructive power was too strong. He decided not to use it until the critical moment.

According to his speed, he could have dodged it in a flash, but Wang Dong was right behind him now. If he dodged it and Wang Dong was hit by this martial art, he would definitely die as he was already seriously injured!

"It looks like we'll have to force it!"

Ye Xiaolu clenched his fist, spiritual energy surged in it, and he flew up in a flash, and took the initiative to smash towards the huge spiritual fist.

"No way? No martial arts required!"

When Ye Fan saw this, he was shocked to the extreme. He wanted to take over his martial arts without even using his martial arts? Unless the other party's cultivation was much higher than his, or his physical strength was at least comparable to that of a second-grade or third-grade Qi Condensation Realm master!

He really didn't understand where this kid at the sixth level of the Breathing Realm got his confidence from.

"boom!"

The next second, an extremely loud roar was heard, and the spiritual fist was actually blasted apart by Ye Xiaolu and turned into powder.

"hiss!"

Fatty Wang took a deep breath. He didn't expect that Ye Xiaolu's physical strength and explosive power were so terrifying!

"No, it's impossible!"

Seeing Ye Xiaolu directly take his martial arts, Ye Fan was also shocked. What kind of pervert is this? He is only at the sixth level of the Inhalation Realm, but the strength of this body is already so terrifying, right?

He was so scared that he turned around and tried to run away, but unfortunately, Ye Xiaolu had already caught up with him and didn't give him any chance to escape.

"boom!"

Ye Xiaolu punched the opponent on the back, causing Ye Fan, who was about to turn around and escape, to fall directly to the ground. His legs twitched a few times, and then he stopped breathing.

"No, don't come here!"

The other guy barely stood up, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead from fear.

"Haha, weren't you very awesome just now? Are you scared now?"

Fatty Wang chuckled and walked over step by step, tightly grasping the sword in his hand, his eyes full of murderous intent. If Ye Xiaolu had not appeared in time to turn the tide, he would probably have died!

"You, you dare to kill me. I am a direct descendant of the Ye family in Tianhong City. If you kill me, then you will be against the entire Ye family!"

When the man saw Fatty Wang's murderous look, he immediately threatened him.

"call out!"

However, when Fatty Wang struck with his sword, the opponent's head fell off: "A man's knees are made of gold. I, Fatty Wang, despise those who kneel down and beg for mercy the most!"