Ye Qingshan didn't know these things, nor did he know the twisted thoughts of the goldfish spirit. He only knew that the other party was coming to trouble him.

But what Ye Qingshan didn’t understand was that his subtext had been clearly stated.

I don’t want to argue, I don’t want to talk about these things, but what do you know why this goldfish is useless to talk about these things with me?

Besides, Ye Qingshan never thinks he is a little Ba.

Not to mention the strength of the big guys in the mark, Ye Qingshan's thinking has changed. Even if he has not observed the big guys who left their mark on the long river of time, Ye Qingshan's goal is not Xiao Ba.

Ye Qingshan’s target is the Demon Saint, and the strongest demon Saint. He is the strongest who surpasses monkeys or even everyone!

This is Ye Qingshan’s goal. As for what the goldfish spirit says? In Ye Qingshan’s opinion, he is completely unaware of it.

With his brows locked, Ye Qingshan stared at the goldfish spirit again, with an impatient look in his expression: "After saying that, what do you mean?"

Goldfish Jing took a deep breath, her eyes revealed unconcealed malice. The impatientness in Ye Qingshan's eyes seemed to be provocative in the eyes of Goldfish Jing, but he liked provocation. In fact, he needed an excuse, an excuse to deal with Ye Qingshan.

Interestingly, when Ye Qingshan was looking for the goldfish spirit before, the goldfish spirit was closed, but now the goldfish spirit tries every means to fight Ye Qingshan just to teach Ye Qingshan a lesson

With the arrogance that seemed to be imprinted in the bones, the goldfish spirit looked at Ye Qingshan with provocation and malicious playful eyes: "It's not interesting. I'm here to tell you today that what you eat these days is mine."

"I give you two choices, one is to get out of here. My territory is not welcome, and the other is to pay money. But when I see you look poor, I know that you are a poor garbage. The stick in your hand is good. Give it to me, and I can let you stay here for two more days."

He looked up and stared at the goldfish spirit. In Ye Qingshan's dark eyes, the demon hiding in the abyss was climbing outwards!

His eyes gradually became dark and cold. Ye Qingshan looked down at the bronze short stick placed beside him, and a hint of indifference appeared on the corner of his mouth: "So, is this your final answer?"

The goldfish spirit looked at Ye Qingshan with a sneer, with unconcealed contempt in his eyes, and his greed for Ye Qingshan's weapons: "Don't take yourself too seriously and cause trouble for you? Are you worthy? Such things like babies are naturally the ones who are virtuous."

The goldfish spirit didn't care much about Ye Qingshan's weapons. Although his weapons were not as good as Ye Qingshan's short stick in terms of quality, the gap was not too big. Moreover, his weapon was a copper hammer, so even if he got Ye Qingshan's weapons, it would not help him at all.

But when I think of the eighth demon saint who is recognized by the Bull Demon King, the future eighth demon saint who is officially recognized by the demon clan, his weapon was once snatched away by himself, and the goldfish spirit felt comfortable from beginning to end.

But he didn't know what kind of result he would end up with.

The bronze short stick is very important to Ye Qingshan. First of all, it is its own weapon. For any strong man, the weapon is no less than his second life. It is part of the body and carries its own glory.

The sword is there, and the sword is gone, and the person is gone. This is not just empty talk.

There are many strong people who cannot keep up with their own pace because of their strength. When they cannot continue to enhance their weapons, they often choose to bury their weapons and even build a large tomb for their weapons.

For the strong, weapons are not just weapons, but their most reliable comrades-in-arms!

Secondly, the bronze short stick was given to him by Master Jiu. Ye Qingshan rarely owe favors in his life. That stupid disciple Ajiu is one, and Master Jiu of the Jiuli tribe is also one.

With Ye Qingshan's strength, he may not be able to find a weapon that is more suitable for him than a bronze short stick, but Ye Qingshan never thought about this problem, because it was given to him by Jiuye. This weapon has a very unique significance to him. For Ye Qingshan, this is a reverse scale that is no less than his family and friends!

Taking a deep breath, Ye Qingshan's black beast eyes had completely turned black. It was extremely pure black, which was daunting. He looked up at the goldfish spirit, and a stiff smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "There are a few things I have to tell you, first, this river is not yours, and it is not your turn to collect money."

In an instant, Ye Qingshan, who disappeared from the spot, appeared beside the goldfish spirit at some point, and the white claws instantly pierced the red scales of the goldfish spirit!

In the tight fish meat, Ye Qingshan accurately grabbed the goldfish spirit's spine, with a bright smile on his face, and his sharp teeth shining in the sun, like beautiful jade!

"Second, I am Ye Qingshan, not a little Ba, nor a turtle. One thing I must say is that you have the courage. You are the first person to dare to scold me in front of me. I admire your courage very much, but I hope you have the backbone that I admire!"

"Click!"

The sound of the spine being crushed can not only be heard by the goldfish spirit, but also by Ye Qingshan outside the goldfish spirit's body.

Enduring the pain of being pinched on his back, the goldfish spirit pulled out a blood-colored copper hammer from the waves. Although a layer of blood appeared in his eyes because of the pain, the pain aroused the fierce aura in the bones of the goldfish spirit. He angrily waved the copper hammer and smashed it hard at Ye Qingshan's head.

But the next moment, Ye Qingshan's thick bear paw held the copper hammer with his hands, and the goldfish spirit was stunned!

A hint of astonishment appeared in his eyes. The goldfish spirit was very arrogant. He didn't think he was worse than anyone else. In his opinion, even a demon saint like Bull Demon King was just like this.

But what did he see now?

The strength that I was proud of, and the blow of my anger was actually blocked by Ye Qingshan so lightly?

The goldfish spirit was stunned and its body was very painful, but compared to the pain of being pinched by the spine, the goldfish spirit could not bear its own failure!

This means that my pride is no longer pride. Everything before was so ridiculous. I am just a frog that is watching the sky in a well!

The goldfish spirit could not accept this reality. He growled in anger, his muscles began to tense, as if he wanted to squeeze out the strength from the muscles, and his silver teeth clattered!

He wanted to pull out his copper hammer from Ye Qingshan's hand and then give Ye Qingshan an angry hammer!

But Ye Qingshan's claws seemed to grow on a copper hammer, and the goldfish spirit could not move at all without using the strength of her breasts.

The goldfish spirit has average strength, just the level of the black bear spirit. For ordinary demons, the goldfish spirit is a big shot and a top boss, but for Ye Qingshan, he said he was very disappointed!

If you guard the treasure mountain without knowing it, maybe you are talking about goldfish spirits?

A hint of disappointment flashed in Ye Qingshan's eyes, and in the eyes of the goldfish spirit, this hint of disappointment was extremely dazzling!

He was very angry, so angry that he seemed to have forgotten the pain in his body, but Ye Qingshan would remind the other party of this pain.

The rough bear paws were pulled out of the goldfish spirit's body, and the crushed spine and the flesh and blood wrapped around the spine were more intense than before, allowing Ye Qingshan to see more clearly the twist on the goldfish spirit's face due to the pain!

He threw away the blood stained on the hair, and Ye Qingshan threw the goldfish spirit into the air. He stared at the goldfish spirit that had already been twisted. Ye Qingshan waved his hand, and the bronze short stick on the shore flew into Ye Qingshan's hand.

The bronze short stick began to expand, and the light like blood began to flash. It was a big stick with a bloody smell. Feeling the murderous intent from inside the stick, Ye Qingshan stood up, and two thick bears held the big stick. This was the starting move of the Rising Sky Stick!

"Third, there is no master in the world, and those with virtue are here. This sentence is correct. I am indeed not worthy of taking this short stick, because it does not belong to me, it belongs to an old man in Jiuli, but I am not qualified to own it. Why do you?"

A hint of disdain and arrogance appeared on Ye Qingshan's face.

In the air, he was defeated without any room for resistance in front of Ye Qingshan. The goldfish spirit felt that his world was dark and he could not accept this reality. The thought of death even emerged in his heart.

But the next moment, when Ye Qingshan Risen started with a stick and a hand gesture, the goldfish spirit found that he actually didn't want to die.

He wanted to prove his backbone to Ye Qingshan, but his backbone was broken, but his body began to escape uncontrollably. He didn't want to escape, but he wanted to survive, but Ye Qingshan had appeared quietly above the goldfish spirit!

A stick of the sky, an extremely ancient move, can maximize the maximum, even exceed the limit and exert its power several times. This stick represents the peak of Ye Qingshan!

A golden-red meteor fell.

The Tongtian River is more than a few years long and eight hundred miles wide.
Chapter completed!