Way of Immortal Sovereign

The expressions of the two young men were very cold, and their murderous intent was undisguised. Minghai's powerful aura in the later stage crushed Ye Hao with a cold drink.

In their eyes, Ye Hao was thin and weak, with unnoticeable fluctuations in his aura. Obviously, as others said, he was the last trash of this year's newcomers.

But looking at the arrogant and arrogant attitude of the two, Han Yitian beside him showed excitement and bright eyes.

Ever since Ye Hao refined the spirit of Yan Ling, he has never really seen it make a move, and the target that is presented to him right now just satisfies his curiosity.

Tell me! Did Brother Zhou Dian go to see you?

A waste like an ant, with such a strong backbone, how dare you not kneel!

Hearing the noisy voice in his ears, Ye Hao was expressionless, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said coldly in his black eyes: Are you going to kill me too?

Idiot! Do you think there is a second way to offend our Liumeng?

Our lord personally ordered that you, a waste, deserve to die.

The two young men stared at Ye Hao like they were looking at an idiot, and said with a sinister smile, It's your luck to die in our hands. If it falls into the hands of Senior Brother Zhou Dian, you may die even if you want to.

I don't seem to have offended you, Liumeng, right? Ye Hao's eyes were like deep pools, and the coldness filled them.

Since our leader wants you to die, it is already a sin for you to live!

Hearing this, Ye Hao couldn't help showing a cold look on the corner of his mouth, and said with a sneer, You two dogs are so loyal, and Liu Feiyang is so domineering.

For Liu Feiyang of the Liumeng, Ye Hao already had a strong murderous intent in his heart.

You still dare to speak disrespectfully, court death!

Hmph, it seems that it is too easy not to let you die!

Ferocity appeared on the faces of the two young men, and they said with a murderous look: Junior Brother Han, step back, lest you feel uncomfortable seeing the blood.

Han Yitian smiled, and said with a strange expression: It's okay, I also want to see how you all died.

The two youths froze for a moment, as if they suspected that they had heard wrongly, and just about to speak, the indifferent voice of the young man interrupted their thoughts.

You kill me here, aren't you afraid of being discovered by the strong of the academy? Ye Hao lowered his head and moved his wrists, his voice was cold.

Hehe, idiot! Within one month after the opening of the ancestral land, this is a completely enclosed space. Even the elders of the Celestial Phenomena Realm cannot check and enter. Don't take chances, no one can save you! one of them The young man grinned sinisterly.

That way... I'm relieved.

Ye Hao raised his head and grinned, and took a step forward, without the slightest fluctuation of strength, but his figure appeared strangely in front of the grinning young man, with his palm like a chicken, choking his neck.

Since you're so curious about Zhou Dian's whereabouts...then I'll send you to see him. Ye Hao looked indifferent, ignoring the young man's horrified gaze, and clenched his hands tightly.

Click!

There was a strange sound of the cracking of the larynx, and the young man in the later stage of Minghai stared at his bloodshot eyes, and his head drooped limply.

To the end of his life, he didn't understand why, with his own strength, he would die so easily at the hands of a waste whose life has not yet been opened.

boom!

Throwing away the young man's body, Ye Hao turned his head slightly, and squinted at another stunned young man beside him.

Sensing the cold gaze of the young man, the young man seemed to have poured cold water on his head in the cold winter of March 9th, and his whole body was like falling into an ice cellar, and he suddenly regained his senses.

Amid the screams, the power in his body exploded violently, showing a speed that he had never seen in his life, and his figure suddenly fell backwards.

You...you...what did you do?!

The young man took out the high-grade spiritual weapon in an instant, his eyes were full of fear and confusion, and he stared at Ye Hao who was walking slowly.

Stop... stop! Don't come over! The young man's hand holding the spirit soldier was trembling, and his expression was unprecedentedly terrified.

Ye Hao's thin figure, in his opinion at the moment, is even more terrifying and strange than ancient beasts.

The murderer is always killed.

Ye Hao opened his mouth coldly, with evil energy in his palm, and the dark and simple magic thunder gun condensed. As he took a step, the power on his body fluctuated, like a wave, rising continuously.

How...how is it possible?!

Feeling Ye Hao's terrifying power far surpassing that of Body Tempering Dzogchen, the young man finally realized what kind of iron plate he had kicked.

After the horror, the young man's face turned to a thick ferocity, and the spiritual power fluctuations in his body were unreservedly stimulated.

After all, he was selected into Tianxuan Academy's Tianjiao Junjie. He knew that although Ye Hao was strong and weird, but he could kill one person instantly, and surprise was a big reason.

And his only way to survive at this moment is to kill Ye Hao.

Killing the God with Three Swords!

The young man's eyes were red, and the spiritual sword in his hand burst out tens of meters of spiritual power, and the first strike was the strongest supernatural power.

Ye Hao narrowed his eyes slightly. Although his physical strength broke through the 20,000-jin mark, his realm was not as good as the former after all. The magical powers he displayed still gave him a strong sense of threat.

However, no matter how powerful the supernatural power is, there must be a chance to make a move.

With a sneer in his heart, two small sword phantoms appeared in Ye Hao's black eyes.

Impressively, it was the secret technique of attacking the mind comprehended in the first stage of the trial.

The moment the phantom of the little sword appeared, the young man's expression turned ferocious, and he was even more miserable than last time Epilepsy. He threw away the spirit weapon in his hand, hugged his head and screamed.

At this moment, Ye Hao's eyes flashed coldly, his body moved like a ghost, and the magic thunder gun turned into a phantom, piercing the young man's throat suddenly.

cough cough!

The young man opened his eyes angrily, and his face was full of unwillingness and fear. He tried his best to say something, but because his throat was pierced, he could only make a strange coughing sound.

laugh!

Pulling out his spear, he glanced at the young man whose aura was gradually disappearing. Ye Hao turned and left without much pity on his face.

It can be said that he and the people of Liumeng have no enmity at all, but the other party has always been aggressive and repeatedly killed.

That being the case, he will not be so stupid as to be kind to a woman.

Compassion is reserved for friends.

For the enemy, Ye Hao only has an iron gun.

Ye...Ye Hao, you are really getting more and more perverted! Han Yitian stepped forward, his stiff face still had an unbelievable shock, and his eyes looked up and down the boy strangely.

He was not surprised that Ye Hao was able to kill two young people in the late stage of Minghai, but killing them so cleanly was beyond Han Yitian's expectations.

He originally thought that Ye Hao would at least have to fight for hundreds of rounds to win, but right now, even the half stick of incense has not arrived, everything is over.

Of course, this is also because Han Yitian doesn't know the magic of Ye Hao's spiritual attack secret technique. Without this method, it would not be so easy for him to kill the cultivators in the later stage of Minghai.

You freak... It's a good thing I didn't offend you at first, it was too cruel. Han Yitian patted his chest gratefully.

Han Yitian had a pervert on the left and a freak on the right, which made Ye Hao's face darken slightly.

Is this praising him or scolding him?

Putting away the magic thunder gun angrily, Ye Hao suddenly seemed to sense something, frowned and looked into the distance, narrowing his eyes slightly.

What's wrong? Han Yitian looked puzzled.

Meet an acquaintance, go and have a look.

After the words fell, Ye Hao's figure flickered, and he disappeared in place.