Chapter 321 Heartbroken Wushi

"Ye Qinghan, why are you crazy? Why are you smiling so slutty?"

Ye Qinghan's crazy laughter made Tu Qianjun and the people around him stunned, and then he became a little nervous. After all, Ye Qinghan is famous, and his reputation is based on killing. After Tu Qianjun was stunned, he looked at a powerful saint realm hidden behind him, slightly relieved and confident. He looked at the gloomy face and said angrily: "You haven't figured out the situation yet? Do you think this is still Jinghu Island? I have your old guy? Today I want to settle the accounts with you!"

"Ha ha!"

Ye Qinghan heard Tu Qianjun's naked threat, not only did he look scared, but he smiled even more happily and dissatisfied. After Tu Qianjun finished speaking, he stopped smiling, but the corners of his mouth were still filled with evil spirits, and he said frivolously: "Young Master Tu, you don't stay in your sacred city, but you dare to run out. I, Ye Qinghan, admire you, a pure man... Just so happen, I want to settle the accounts with you!"

"Ye Qinghan, what I can't stand the most is that people like you, who will be arrogant and arrogant when they get some so-called adventures. Who do you think you are? Even if you are the second-generation man, you still have to kneel down in front of our sacred city now?" Tu Qianjun's expression became even colder when he saw Ye Qinghan's frivolous and evil smile. He stretched out a hand, pointed at Ye Qinghan, and said angrily:

"What are you? You dare to despise me so much? On Jinghu Island, you dare to put my face in the face? You dare to steal the woman I like? Are you ready to go against the will of heaven? You?"

Tu Qianjun became more and more angry as he spoke. The anger and resentment he had accumulated over the years obviously burst out at this moment. He walked a few steps back and forth, and before Ye Qinghan could say, he shook his hands again and said angrily:

"Do you know that because of you, a bad person, I have been imprisoned for five years? I have been imprisoned in the Divine Prison for five years! Even my father was scolded by the Lord of God. What are you, a bad person? How dare you be so arrogant in front of me in the Dark Moon Hotel? How dare you meet me alone here and laugh so arrogantly? Are you not afraid of death?"

"Ba!Ba!Ba!"

Tu Qianjun's passionate speech did not arouse Ye Qinghan's excessive excitement, but instead received his sigh applause and helpless bitter smile.

"Why are you smiling bitterly? Why are you afraid? Just be afraid. This is how you are. You have to lose your cultivation and kneel down to me. How about I spare your life?" Tu Qianjun saw Ye Qinghan lowering his head and smiled bitterly, thinking that he had finally recognized the situation and grinned.

"I'm not afraid, I'm thinking. I'm going to be so stupid as you, you're going to be against the will of heaven."

The bitter smile at Ye Qinghan's mouth turned into a ridicule, and his eyes suddenly became sharp and radiant. His voice was plain, but he had an indescribable coldness:

"Of course I'm nothing. Compared with you, a noble young master of the Divine City, I'm a pariah. But... what I want to say is that if you leave me, you can't even be pariah. Your status is high, the young master of the Divine City, the number one young master in the mainland. But what's wrong? Are you the young master of the Divine City? Everyone in the mainland should kneel in front of your feet and lick your shoes? That's Xue Wuhen, that's not me Ye Qinghan. I, Ye Qinghan, knelt on the sky, kneel on the ground, and kneel on my parents, never kneel on anyone. Don't talk about you, even your master and the master of the family, don't have the qualifications!"

"Besides, what are you? What are you? Isn't you a dog raised by the God Lord? If I asked you to squat the Divine Prison for five years? It's even more nonsense. If you don't plot to murder me, will you squat the Divine Prison? So many people died in the Nether Island, and you squat the Divine Prison for five years, do you think you want to pay it off? Not enough! Why do you think I'm crazy in front of you? Haha... With my strength as my master, my knife in my hand!"

Ye Qinghan did not become more excited as Tu Qianjun spoke, but became more and more calmer. He wiped his hand and held the long black God-Slaying Sword in his hand, dancing a few swords in the air. Finally, he pointed at Tu Qianjun with one sword, and his momentum was soaring. He said coldly: "Today, I want you to kneel down for me!"

"Kneel down, kneel down, kneel down!"

Ye Qinghan's last two words seemed to use the combat aura bonus, echoing in the passage. With his mad momentum, Tu Qianjun and his group collectively shook Tu Qianjun and his group back one step.

"You..." Tu Qianjun was suddenly shocked by Ye Qinghan's momentum, and he couldn't help but take a step back. When he woke up, his face became extremely embarrassed and angry. There was a saint realm behind him and so many strong people, what did he fear? When he looked at the dark moon behind Ye Qinghan, his face became even more gloomy, and he twitched his lips, revealing a trace of remnant meaning: "Ye Qinghan, don't rely on your strength, be crazy with me, let's see who kneels down today?"

Ye Qinghan snorted coldly, looked at a man in a golden robe behind Tu Qianjun indifferently, and mocked, "Isn't there just a saint's realm hidden? Isn't you afraid, let him come out!"

"Forehead?"

Tu Qianjun was shocked, and everyone in the golden robe behind him was also shocked. Ye Qinghan actually knew that there was a saint realm hidden here? This saint realm was secretly sent to him by his father, and there was a breath hidden along the way. If someone who was not a saint realm approached, how could he find out?

Tu Qianjun's eyes flashed quickly, and he decided not to hide his killer move. He slowly stretched out a hand, made a strange gesture to the top of the sky, and suddenly a slight light came out of his palm, and then he shouted at Ye Qinghan behind him.

"Ye Qinghan, go to death for me, Brother Chun is invincible, kill the domineering man, and take action!"

Brother Chun is invincible? The overlords kill? What?

Ye Qinghan looked at Tu Qianjun for some reason. At first, he thought he would call the powerful man in the Saint Realm to take action, but he didn't expect that he would do something inexplicable and said something even more inexplicable.

But when he finally heard the word "telling", he suddenly felt danger.

The danger came from behind. A cold murderous aura and a light and gentle wind behind him suddenly woke him up. He quickly turned around, but saw a scene that he couldn't believe.

He saw a handful of black ****, with a faint dark light on it. He held the ****, which was a snow-white, slender and very beautiful jade hand. On the jade hand, there was a familiar face... and a pair of cold eyes.

"Chew!"

Ye Qinghan's dazed and shocked did not slow down the speed of the ****. The black **** pierced towards Ye Qinghan's chest like lightning, and the dark light on it became even colder at this moment.

Originally, if Ye Qinghan moved quickly and changed positions, he would probably avoid this fatal assassination. However, Ye Qinghan did not move, but looked at the cold eyes in front of him, his head kept shaking, and he murmured: "No... impossible!"

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, **** paused slightly on Ye Qinghan's body, and then he sank into Ye Qinghan's left chest. However, without everyone knowing, a faint light faded out of his chest, shifting the direction he pierced into, and shifted a few inches.

After suffering such great trauma, Ye Qinghan still did not move, his eyes were still motionless, and he looked at the cold eyes in front of him in a daze, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, and asked in a trembling voice:

"Dark Moon, why?"

The dark moon's eyes were no longer as charming as before, and charming as before... but were so cold that it made people shudder. She did not answer Ye Qinghan's words, but gently pulled out her **** and walked quickly towards Tu Qianjun. Finally, she knelt down on one knee for Tu Qianjun. She did not speak or look back at Ye Qinghan. It seemed that the two had become strangers.

"Why? Why..."

As the Dark Moon was pulled out, a blood mist burst out from Ye Qinghan's chest. He inserted the God-Slaying Sword into the ground with one hand so that he would not fall down. He kept covering his chest with his hands, but still couldn't stop the blood from rushing. At this time... he did not care about the pain in his chest, but covered the wound, looked at Dark Moon tightly, shook his head and murmured constantly.

His chest hurts very much, but he doesn't care at all. At this moment, what hurts most is not his chest, but his heart!

The heart hurts very much, the heart hurts very much, the pain is heartbreaking...
Chapter completed!