"What, what, Third Elder, are you pretending to be your grandson with me? If my cultivation is real, Ye Haitang must get out of the Ye family." Ye Zhikuang frowned, his eyes extremely sinister.

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Ye Haitian was no longer silent, took a step forward, bowed his hands, and said respectfully: "Third Elder, on behalf of my Kuanger, let me repeat what she just said."

"If my cultivation is found to be real and not caused by external things, I hope that Ye Haitang's family can get out of the Ye family from now on. If I am really a monster, I, Ye Zhikuang, will not be able to control any three

I will never complain about the elders’ treatment.”

Ye Haitian repeated what Ye Zhikuang said word for word.

Bai Xinrou also glanced at Ye Haitang angrily: "Third Elder, every word my husband said is false."

If the third elder still pretends to be confused in front of so many people, his authority as an elder will be questioned by everyone.

Ye Chuxia could no longer shrink into the crowd. She pushed away the people in front of her, came to Ye Zhikuang, and said with extreme arrogance: "Ye Zhikuang, what are you so crazy about? You are just a great soul master, and you are already capable.

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Ye Zhikuang thought of what Ye Chuxia had just said, and a sly smile opened on his lips: "Ye Chuxia."

When she called Ye Chuxia, her voice was like a resentful ghost, which made Ye Chuxia shiver involuntarily.

"What are you doing, pretending to be a ghost to scare people!" Ye Chuxia was so aroused that she cursed without any sense of control.

The sinister smile at the corner of her mouth grew stronger, and a cold light flashed across her eyes. She raised her head and said, "Ye Chuxia, you still owe me a chair."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Zhikuang reached out and took out the sword from Ye Chuxia's waist. In front of everyone, he swiped the sword across Ye Chuxia's neck.

"ah……"

"Killing people!"

Some people in the crowd screamed, while others hurriedly backed away.

Before Ye Chuxia could react, a thin red mark appeared on her white and tender neck.

It was a gash made by a sword.

"Crack!" She tilted her neck and the whole head fell off her body and rolled into the crowd.

The people who were frightened by the head and screamed ran out of the ancestral temple one after another.

When Ye Haitang reacted, it was too late. He roared with red eyes: "Ye Zhikuang, you actually... killed your cousin."

"Before the test, everyone has something to say. If my cultivation is real and not fake, she will have to take off her head and use it as my chair to sit on, and you and your son must leave the Ye family." She wanted to take these few things.

All the resentment of heaven is released.

She doesn't want to be a weak person who is bullied anymore.

It would be easy to take down Ye Chuxia's head with the combination of her previous life's strength and her current life's cultivation.

Ye Haitang never imagined that his daughter would die in front of him.

And he still died in the hands of trash.

How could he be willing?

He immediately launched an attack on Ye Zhikuang, and the Nine Heavenly Flames flew towards Ye Zhikuang.

At this moment, Bai Xinrou stepped forward to stop Ye Zhikuang. She touched the Three Burning Nine Immortals True Fire to refute the Nine Heavenly Flames.

Ye Haitian also came to help. His weapon was water-type and used ice and water mines.

Two bolts of ice water like thunder and lightning penetrated the two layers of flames and hit Ye Haitang's chest directly.
Chapter completed!