The middle-aged man obviously did not expect this mysterious youth in the mask tone.
He followed Han Yun into the Blood Spirit Secret Realm for a long time, and this was the first time he heard someone really talk to him.
These days, no one around him has clinged to him.
Whenever they step out of this gate, those genius disciples of Kunlunxu will send spiritual treasures and praise them with kind words.
But today's tit-for-tat is the first time.
"Don't you know me?"
The middle-aged man is very interesting.
Before Ye Chen could speak, Ye Luoer thrust her chest and inserted her waist and said, "What are you? Why does Mr. Ye want to know you?"
"Mr. Ye?"
The middle-aged man frowned. He also knew some genius brothers, but there were very few of them with the surname Ye.
His spiritual consciousness was released just now, and he also knew that so many people present seemed not very friendly to this masked young man.
Is he really a casual cultivator?
You should know that in the past few days, there have been casual cultivators coming here, but the final result is the same.
These people were either ruthlessly humiliated or fell here.
The cruelty of martial arts has always been like this.
If you are not strong enough and openly challenge your authority, you will only die in the end.
However, he could not crush the cultivator, as this was too much of his identity.
The middle-aged man glanced at Ye Chen, then stretched out his hand, pointed to Hou Yong, who was seriously injured, and said, "Boy, I don't want to do too much about some things. You wipe off the blood from the door and apologize to the injured person. I can pretend that this has not happened."
Hou Yong opened his eyes in a daze. He naturally heard the middle-aged man talking for him, and his eyes were delighted. Although he was hurt too much and embarrassed now, the middle-aged man here meant that he was invincible here.
Ye Shitian, who was wearing a mask, wanted to touch him, it was impossible!
Regardless of the pain in his body, he stood up with difficulty and said to the middle-aged man: "Thank you for your actions! Hou Yong is so grateful!"
The middle-aged man ignored it at all, and Hou Yong felt embarrassed and couldn't get out of the way.
His eyes could only shoot at Ye Chen, and his anger exploded: "Little beast, you are just a casual cultivator. Even though you are very strong, you dare to disrespect your seniors! Do you know what the origin of this senior is? He is an existence you can never afford to offend."
Ye Chen glanced at Hou Yong, and he could feel the murderous intent in the other party's eyes.
No matter what, he must deal with this kind of garbage today.
It is his usual practice to kill all threats in the cradle.
He took a step forward, blocked Ye Luoer, and then looked at the middle-aged man, saying word by word: "You want to protect him?"
The middle-aged man nodded: "No matter whether you are a casual cultivator or from a top sect, you must abide by the rules of the Blood Spirit Secret Realm when you arrive at the Blood Spirit Secret Realm. No one is qualified to disturb Senior Han's mansion.
You should be glad that Senior Han is in seclusion. If it were normal, you, including everyone here, have become cold corpses."
"With me here today, I won't allow you to kill anyone!"
Hou Yong also sneered, as if he was in charge of everything: "Ye Shitian, I know the rumors that Kunlunxu are very strong, but do you really think that you are still qualified to speak here?"
"I advise you..."
Before Hou Yong finished speaking, Ye Chen's indifferent voice exploded like thunder!
"Noisy!"
"The person I, Ye Shitian, want to kill, has never been qualified to stand!"
In this way, the middle-aged man, Hou Yong, and even everyone's faces changed drastically.
After saying so clearly, this guy actually wants to take action!
The middle-aged man also discovered Ye Chen's raising hand, his eyes shrank, and a long sword was instantly sacred from his hand.
The long sword carried a cold stream of light, as if it was traveling through time and space, towards Ye Chen.
"Boy, I'm so brave, I dare to disobey my wishes!"
The middle-aged man was completely angry!
He disdained to attack Ye Chen, but this kid actually challenged his bottom line again and again!
No matter what, Hou Yong, he must protect him today.
Ye Chen naturally felt the cold light swallowing. His eyes condensed, and the Jiuyou Sky-killing Spear was directly held in the palm of his hand!
He stabbed towards the long sword without any warning.
"bite!"
The two forces collided directly in the air, causing violent sparks.
The middle-aged man felt the endless demonic energy as if he had devoured his sword. At this moment, his face changed drastically!
He even exclaimed: "Men of the Demon Clan!"
"You are actually a member of the demon clan!"
Immediately, the middle-aged man put away his contempt, and the spiritual sword in his hand turned violently. A blood-red light surrounded the sword body, like lightning that tore the night, slashing towards Ye Chen's head.
In his eyes, people from the demon clan must not be kept!
Otherwise, there will be endless troubles!
Seeing that the sword was about to be cut off, Hou Yong, who was injured in the distance, was extremely excited!
He wished Ye Shitian died!
"Little beast! Even if you have a great reputation among the many sects of Kunlunxu, so what? This is in the Blood Spirit Secret Realm, and strength is the only rule. If you offend your senior, you are simply seeking death!"
Ye Luoer also felt the strength of the middle-aged man. She didn't want something to happen to Ye Chen, and exclaimed: "Mr. Ye, be careful!"
Ye Chen nodded, opened his five fingers, and the Jiuyou Sky-killing Spear was instantly twisted, and it was like a spirit snake entangled in the middle-aged man's sword!
The powerful sword force was instantly swallowed by the demonic energy around the Jiuyou Tianshen Gun.
Stalemate!
The middle-aged man then discovered the strangeness of the Jiuyou Sky-killing Spear in Ye Chen's hand.
"What kind of weapon is this? It can actually transform at will!"
"Did it come from ancient times?"
Before the words could be finished, a silver needle appeared in Ye Chen's other empty hand!
"What kind of weapon is on my hand? You don't need your attention."
"The only thing you have to do is watch me kill the person you want to protect!"
"No one can survive safely if I, Ye Shitian, want to kill!"
After the speech fell, the silver needle in Ye Chen's hand shot out directly.
Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man's pupils shrank to the extreme!
His Daoyuan Realm's momentum reached its peak. He wanted to use his energy to block everything, but found that he was not qualified at all!
The silver needle ran across his hand, and the spiritual energy around the world seemed to be absorbed by the silver needle!
The silver needle expanded instantly and turned into a spear, breaking through the void!
Come to Hou Yong!
The powerful energy shocked the middle-aged man several steps on the spot, and his expression became more and more ferocious!
He exclaimed again: "The art of the medicine of the god of medicine, this kid is actually proficient in the art of the god of medicine!"
Hou Yong in the distance naturally felt the spear turned into a silver needle appear in front of him, and his expression was almost terrified.
It was already seriously injured, and it was impossible to hide now!
He could only watch the god of death appear in front of him!
Chapter completed!