Ye Tianlong

"Buzz!"

At that time, just as the golden giant sword slashed towards Ye Qinghan from the air with immense momentum and oppression, a ray of light lit up in the back mountain of the west courtyard of Yejiabao. A blue light quickly formed a huge light cover, which instantly enveloped the entire west courtyard, like a transparent blue pot lid, which turned down from the sky and covered the pot in the west courtyard. Then a domineering roar sounded.

"Who dares to hurt my baby granddaughter?"

Hearing this sound, everyone in Zuixinyuan was shocked at the same time, and wanted to look towards the back mountain in horror. However, they were even more terrified that they could not move, even if they moved a finger and twisted their necks.

The West Courtyard was as if time had frozen at this moment. The elders flying up in the sky stopped swinging their sleeves. Elder Tianqing's white beard was still slightly raised. Ye Qingwu was still running. Ye Jian was still showing a mouthful of white teeth. Ye Qinghan was still kneeling on one knee. The giant sword in the air was still carrying an extremely fierce momentum, but it stopped above Ye Qinghan's forehead. Everything seemed to have solidified and frozen with the blue light.

"Holy Land!"

The elders also remembered a word in their hearts. The unique ability of the powerful saint realm, the holy realm! Although Ye Jian was still showing his white teeth and sneering, he felt bitterness and regret in his heart. He clearly blocked the back mountain, and as long as no one went to touch the restriction on the back mountain, no matter how many people died, no matter how lively the fight was, the other side of the back mountain would not know. But he missed a little, Ye Qingniu's granddaughter Ye Qingwu. Ye Qingniu loves Ye Qingwu so much, how could he not leave anything for her?

Ye Qiang and Ye Tianqing Ye Tianxing were delighted at the same time. Although their body could not move, their minds quickly turned. Ye Qiang was thinking about how to use this to hit Ye Jian heavily, while Ye Tianqing Ye Tianxing was thinking about how to plead with the patriarch to protect Ye Qinghan.

"Bang!"

Just as everyone was beating the little girl in their hearts, a blue figure rushed over from the back mountain like a meteorite. At the same time, two figures, one yellow and one white, lit up from the back mountain, and rushed over quickly.

"snort!"

The blue figure first came to an old man in green robe. The old man had an ordinary face and his facial features were very straight, but his eyes seemed to be bigger and bulging, which made him show a very cruel and domineering aura. As soon as the old man in green robe landed on the ground, he snorted heavily. After looking at everyone in the venue, he just looked at Ye Qingwu nervously and carefully, as if he was looking at whether his baby granddaughter had a hair missing and was a little injured.

"Bang!"

The black figure and the white figure also slowly landed on the ground, looking at the chaotic Zuixinyuan, Ye Rong, holding his neck on the ground and the golden giant sword in the air. The old man in black frowned slightly, waved his big hand casually, gently swung the golden giant sword that had been transformed into by the Ye sword, and said lightly: "Qingniu, remove the domain field."

"Forehead."

Seeing that his granddaughter was fine, Ye Qingniu felt relieved, waved his hand and removed the holy realm. He began to curiously look at the situation in the field. There seemed to be a big battle here? Uh? How could there be a breath of divine power? Looking at the young man holding his head up and cold and proud in the field, Ye Qingniu seemed to think something very interesting must have happened today, and quickly started talking to Ye Qingwu in a low voice.

"Swish, swish!"

The elders in the air, as soon as Ye Qingniu broke the holy land, quickly landed, and knelt on one knee with all four people in the field, and said loudly: "Greetings to the patriarch, and the two Supreme Elders."

"Yeah!" Ye Tianlong said lightly. Although he was just standing there quietly without releasing a trace of fighting spirit and pressure, everyone still felt that the not-tall black figure was like a mountain, making people feel a little depressed unconsciously.

Ye Tianlong faintly swept everyone in the sweeping field, looked at Ye Rong who died tragically, looked at Ye Qinghan, who had not changed his color under the giant sword just now, and finally saw Ye Qingyu wearing white clothes and snow-white hair, as if he was asleep peacefully. His face finally felt a little moved, and he said with a slight angrily: "Who is that woman?"

The field was quiet. Since Ye Tianlong came, they had been thinking about how to explain what had just happened to the patriarch, waiting to bear the anger of the patriarch. However, they did not expect that the first sentence Ye Tianlong asked was to ask who the woman was. For a moment, they didn't know how to answer.

"She is Ye Qingyu, she is my sister, she is dead."

Just as the elders spoke and explained carefully, a cold voice sounded from the field.

Ye Tianlong heard the answer and slowly turned around. Looking at the boy in front of him, who was covered in black, covered in blood and a cold face, he felt familiar, frowned, and said, "Who are you?"

Ye Qinghan seemed to hear a funny joke, but he wanted to laugh but didn't laugh out loud. The corners of his mouth twitched, his trembling feet slowly stood up: "My name is Ye Qinghan, Ye Dao's son, used to be your grandson, but... it's not now."

"Ye Dao, Ye Dao...'s son?" Hearing the name Ye Dao, Ye Tianlong frowned even more, waved his hand, signaling the elders behind him who wanted to speak to shut up, and continued to ask in a deep voice: "Why did it be, but it is not? Also, why do they want to kill you?"

Looking at Ye Tianlong's vaguely familiar but unfamiliar face, Ye Qinghan laughed in self-deprecatingly: "Why not? Because... I don't want to be your grandson anymore, because I don't want my surname Ye anymore. As for why they want to kill me? It's very simple. Today I killed many people, I killed Ye Bao, killed the core son Ye Qingxie, and destroyed the cultivation level of the eldest son of the family Ye Qingkuang for more than 20 years, and killed the elder Ye Rong, and even... I want to kill Ye Jian!"

"Wow!"

Ye Qingniu and the white-clothed Supreme Elder Ye Baihu showed an incredible expression. Looking at the boy who was standing on the court with a trembling face, he felt horrified.

Ye Dao's son is so fierce? It seems that he came out of seclusion last year and only heard that this young man is a cultivator, even summoning the war beasts? Ye Qingxie Ye Qingkuang is a junior. Ye Qinghan can kill and destroy them. Although this is a bit strange, it is acceptable. But Ye Rong is also an imperial master at least, so he killed so easily?

However, when they looked at the white-haired girl behind Ye Qinghan, they seemed to guess something. The two of them silently waited for the boy to reveal the answer.

"I didn't expect that Ye Dao's son was even more fierce than him, and his temper was exactly the same." Ye Qingniu sighed in his heart, as if he remembered the peerless genius more than ten years ago.

"Why did you kill them? You don't know that the family has clan rules, a punishment hall, and a elder hall?" Although Ye Tianlong guessed something in his heart, he was still shocked by Ye Qinghan's words, but he still had a faint expression on his face.

"Haha..." Ye Qinghan suddenly burst into laughter, and heard two super jokes in a row, and finally couldn't help laughing. However, the desolate laughter in the laughter was unconcealed at all. He coldly glanced at the elders behind Ye Tianlong: "Clan rules, bullshit clan rules! Punishment Hall? The deputy elder of the Punishment Hall was lying on the ground. As for the Elders Hall, there was even a lot of shit. Ye Tianlong, are you already confused? The Elders of the Clan rules are useful. I will try my best to kill people suddenly?"

"Boy, be presumptuous!"

"Ye Qinghan, how dare you be unreasonable to the patriarch? You deserve to die of guilt."

"Father, Ye Qinghan is already crazy, let the child clean up the scum of this family."

Ye Qinghan's angry curse was like a bolt from the blue, shocking everyone. In an instant, countless people trembled, pointed at the young man who spoke wildly, and started to curse loudly. Ye Jian was even more excited and jumped up in the air, turned into claws, and grabbed Ye Qinghan's neck.

"Bang!"

Ye Tianlong waved his hand gently, and an invisible force suddenly hit Ye Jian's chest. Ye Jian retreated in response. Ye Tianlong turned his head and looked coldly at Ye Jian who covered his chest, and countless elders who cursed Ye Qinghan, and said expressionlessly: "Baihu, before the matter is clear, who is making a small move, and take them all."

"Shut up, the patriarch didn't ask, no one was allowed to speak again." Ye Baihu, the old man in white, had a glimmer of light in his eyes. He felt the complexity of things and shouted in a deep voice.

Ye Tianlong nodded, turned around, and said lightly to Ye Qinghan, who was standing silently, not knowing what he was thinking, "Hold your sister and go to the prison hall with me. I will give you an explanation, of course you also need an explanation."
Chapter completed!