The night in huoyun city became a little restless. Many heroes came one after another. A word didn''t agree with a big fight.

    Ye QingHan was not disturbed in the center of Lingbao Pavilion for the time being, but the sense of oppression was getting stronger and stronger. Many bloody people had appeared, and their accomplishments were more than four stars in the bitter sea.

    "More and more people are bad for me. I can''t let them come together. I''ll take the initiative to attack." ye QingHan sneered at the corners of his mouth and assassinated. Who can be better than himself?

    After a whisper, ye QingHan wore a black hat, dressed in black, carried a seven foot heavy madness, and quietly left Lingbao pavilion with a bloody dagger taken from Ma Rugui in his hand.

    At huoyun city post station, Lou Aotian entered with two road guards. Surrounded by a large number of Huolin troops, it is difficult for anyone to get close.

    Lou Aotian stood on the top of the building, overlooking the earth, with a dignified look in his eyes. As the superior, the crown prince of Lou Lan, he knew that huoyun city was on the cusp of the storm at the moment.

    "Old Chen, go and check the news about ye QingHan for me to see if he is in huoyun city." Lou Aotian whispered.

    A protector respectfully left. Only one old man looked at Lou Aotian and asked in a deep voice, "Your Highness, are you going to take him, or kill him and get a reward?"

    "I want to try to accept him and let the Lingbao Pavilion come forward to protect the people killed by the bloody ghost at all costs. I think it should not be a simple role. If I receive it, it may be useful." Lou Aotian said calmly.

    "I don''t think it''s worth it. Now there are many young experts in huoyun city. It''s estimated that most of them came to kill ye QingHan. You''re likely to burn yourself." the old man warned in a deep voice.

    "I know what I know. I try everything. If I can succeed, I will succeed. If I can''t succeed, I''m not reluctant. Now it''s an eventful autumn. I hope to win more useful talents for Lou Lan." Lou Aotian stared at the night sky and looked at the sea of people in the street. A vigorous figure attracted his attention.

    The man in black carries a weapon about one person tall. The weapon is wrapped in linen. He can''t tell what it is. He holds a black short sword and dagger in his hand. He doesn''t have a strong breath, but he feels threatened.

    The hat covered his face. Lou Aotian''s eyebrows were tight. Now there are many young and strong people in huoyun city. This dress is not strange. He could not think that this person is ye QingHan he was looking for.

    Huoyun inn is brightly lit. Few people used to stay, but today it is almost overcrowded. There may not be a room left in a few days.

    In the restaurant downstairs, there are three or five people at a table. Some people are independent and lonely. Most of them are chatting and drinking, if there is no one else.

    "The auction house held such a big auction. I heard there were many good things."

    "I''m afraid it''s not good for us to have so many people here this time, but it''s said that ye QingHan is in huoyun city. If he can kill him easily, a thousand pieces of Zhongpin Lingjing will not be a small number."

    "The blood devil didn''t kill him. Are you sure you can? Even if you can kill him, can you find it?"

    "It''s said that ye QingHan is easy to recognize. His weapon is a seven foot long sword and a white parrot. As long as he appears, I''m afraid he can''t get out of huoyun city?"

    Everyone talked and was very interested in the 1000 pieces of Zhongpin Lingjing.

    Most of them are in the bitter sea state. Some strong people have approached the six star state of the bitter sea. The combat power of individual soldiers is not inferior to ye QingHan. Once surrounded and fought for a long time, ye QingHan is easy to fall.

    Ye QingHan''s crazy sword appeared in the inn. The cold breath immediately attracted the attention of many people, especially the weapon wrapped in linen behind it. However, the black short sword in his hand instantly relieved others'' doubts.

    "Is it the bloody person?" some strong men stared at the short blade in ye QingHan''s hand. They were not noisy, and their voice decreased several levels.

    The inn was suddenly quiet, and many people''s eyes locked ye QingHan.

    "Light up the weapon behind you! Put the hat aside." a cold voice was full of command, which people couldn''t refuse.

    Immediately, a chilly figure came upstairs, making everyone completely silent.

    "Leisure is not depressed. He even wants to fight ye QingHan. It seems that we have nothing to do."

    All of them secretly said that they all looked at ye QingHan and leisurely in black.

    "Leisure is not depressed. It''s not good for you to stretch your hand too long." ye QingHan''s voice is hoarse and extremely low. He finds a seat to sit down and replies coldly.

    "My hands have always been long. Everyone knows that if you don''t want to die, let me relieve my doubts, or even if you are a bloody man, I will kill you today!" xianwuyu said coldly, holding a cold sharp long sword.

    "Really? As long as you have this ability, try it." ye QingHan put the weapon behind him on the table and said casually to the boy, "give me some dishes of specialty."

    The breath in the inn became extremely depressed. The leisurely and sharp eyes glanced at ye QingHan. They moved the handle of the sword with their fingers and pressed step by step to open the linen.

    Dong Dong Dong

    A few clear footsteps broke the peace of the inn. The boy was scared and retreated, and didn''t dare to get close to the center again.

    Lou Aotian appeared in the restaurant with a Taoist protector and said faintly, "this Taoist friend is not ye QingHan, idle and depressed. Do you see who is ye QingHan?"

    "Is it ye QingHan? You don''t count until I say." leisure and depression don''t give face. What about Prince Loulan? As long as his cultivation is not as good as him, even if the heavenly king Lao Tzu comes, he won''t answer.

    "Don''t be too arrogant. This is huoyun City, not your home. Don''t blame me for being rude if you dare to fight in the center of the city!" Lou Aotian warned coldly.

    "Hahaha, Lou Aotian, you''d better leave this matter alone today, or don''t blame me for not giving face." xianwuyu sneered.

    Ye QingHan was very plain. The handsome face under the hat had no mood fluctuation. His fingertips knocked on the table and stirred the light tremor of blood spikes.

    In the inn, everyone was very quiet, waiting for the confrontation between ye QingHan and leisurely.

    Leisurely looked at ye QingHan coldly. Seeing that he was motionless and burning in anger, he shot a killing opportunity in his eyes and grabbed the weapon behind ye QingHan.

    Sing

    Ye QingHan pulls out his sword and the blood spike flashes. The blood spike grabs people''s heart and soul. It stabs the idle throat. It''s fast enough to make people win.

    Hiss

    The crowd took a breath of air-conditioning and looked at ye QingHan''s move without warning, and his power was amazing. He couldn''t help but be frightened. Leisure and depression are not ordinary people, but there are strong people in the cave, and his own strength is the tip of the owl meteorite. Ye QingHan took the initiative. I''m afraid it''s annoying.

    "Die!"

    So far, no one has dared to attack himself against his will. However, in front of Ye QingHan, all rules have been broken. Seeing that the blood thorn will stab him in the throat, regardless of his majesty, he turned upside down and directly fell out of the inn.

    Shua

    The wings of zhenlingdao spread out and rolled up the sundries around. Many strong people in the blood burning environment were directly smashed by leisure and depression.

    Lou Aotian''s pupil shrinks slightly. Ye QingHan''s sword drawing speed is so fast that he is shocked. He secretly said, "it''s terrible to draw the sword in one form. The sword Qi gathers but does not disperse, gathers but does not send. He can send and receive freely. He is definitely the top expert in the young generation!"

    After leisurely Wuyu fell out, ye QingHan didn''t move. He directly took back the sword, but the divine consciousness wrapped the whole inn. Anyone hostile will be his goal tonight.

    Sing

    "You bastard looking for death, whether you are ye QingHan or not, die!" xianwuyu rushed back to the Inn and stabbed it with a sword, which almost destroyed the whole inn.

    "Xianwuyu, are you crazy? Stop it!" Lou Aotian rushed back without any scruples. He looked at the sky sword and stopped xianwuyu.

    Boom

    When the two swords hit together, they were about to collapse. The wings of the true spirit path behind leisurely Wuyu made a fierce effort. Lou Aotian took several steps back to see if he could stabilize his position.

    "Go away! Lou Aotian, if you dare to fight again, don''t blame me for turning against you today." Xianwu''s fierce eyes scanned Lou Aotian and stared at ye QingHan, who was still calm.

    "This is the huoyun city of Loulan ancient country. The center of the city does not allow any strong people in the bitter sea to fight. This is the rule. As the crown prince today, if I don''t stop you, who will respect Loulan''s rules in the future?" Lou Aotian took his sword and glared at leisurely, saying coldly, "if you want to fight, I''ll accompany you to fight outside the city."

    "Well, don''t shoot in the city, right? I don''t care about you. I think when this boy can shrink his head!" he looked at ye QingHan''s back in a gloomy and cold way, and it was self-evident that he killed at the corners of his mouth.

    Ye QingHan was indifferent and his divine sense covered the whole inn. No one could escape his eyes. Suddenly, a table of people attracted his attention. There were four people in total. Everyone''s cultivation was not inferior to the bitter sea. Their temperament was like a person, that is, a horse like a ghost.

    "Bloody man!" ye QingHan, with a sinking heart, clenched the blood thorn.

    The four bloody people also noticed ye QingHan. The four people looked at each other, shook their heads, looked at the blood thorn in ye QingHan''s hand and frowned.

    "You test it." a bloody killer with higher cultivation said to a man next to him.

    A blood evil master stood up, came to ye QingHan, hugged his fist and asked, "blood is coming to the world!"

    The next sentence of the code of the blood evil was supposed to be "killing the eight sides". Only senior members of the blood evil organization knew it, but ye QingHan didn''t know it, so the four blood evil members quickly determined ye QingHan''s identity.

    There is a blood thorn, but it is not a member of the blood devil. It must be ye QingHan, because the only blood thorn revealed outside is the blood thorn in the hands of Ma Rugui.

    However, the bloody people did not expose ye QingHan, because they wanted to swallow the reward alone.

    Ye QingHan shook the blood spike in his handshake. It was not too unexpected. At this time, the probability of meeting the blood ghost in huoyun city is too high. The blood ghost wants to kill him, but he doesn''t want to kill the blood ghost!

    Tonight, the city must be stained with blood, with corpses everywhere and the smell of death everywhere. Ye QingHan ate some food casually and stepped out of the inn. Many people directly stood up and followed him out.