The Qi outside the field was fierce and powerful. Ye QingHan''s breath stagnated. He retreated and pulled the emperor of Qin to the edge of the martial arts field. His eyes flashed. A figure flashed in his eyes and came to Qin Haoran.

    Qin Ying!

    Ye QingHan looked at the Qin family leader indifferently and clenched his iron fist.

    "Mr. Ye, Haoran should be punished for his mistakes, but breaking the sea of Qi is really too serious. I believe he will change after being taught a lesson this time, and I will punish him again. Please show mercy," Qin Ying said faintly.

    When Qin Haoran saw Qin Ying appear, he immediately shouted, "Grandpa, save me! I''m the elite of the Qin family. I don''t want to be abandoned!"

    "Shut up! Fool! It''s useless for me to cultivate, but it''s so unbearable!" Qin Ying scolded coldly.

    Qin Haoran quickly bowed his head and said nothing. The resentment in his eyes was more intense. At the moment, he hated not only ye QingHan and the Qin emperor, but also Qin Ying.

    Ye QingHan glanced at Qin Haoran coldly. How can the soul wave escape his eyes? However, since Qin Ying shot, he has nothing to say. Let him go for the moment. I''m sure he can''t turn over the waves.

    "I''ve met senior Qin, senior. This is an internal matter of Qunying club. It''s not good for you to intervene?" Lingchen asked with an unassuming quality.

    "I didn''t intervene. I just asked Mr. Ye for a favor. Whether Mr. ye would like to listen depends on his own meaning." Qin Ying was extremely shameless. He opened his eyes and lied. He had just shot, but now he said he didn''t intervene, leaving zero morning speechless.

    "Mr. Ye, can you give me a face? As long as you spare this villain, I will discipline him severely when I go back!" Qin Ying climbed up and said in a deep voice.

    At the moment, the Qin emperor is humiliated, but Qin Ying hasn''t even looked at the Qin emperor so far! Instead of saying a word for him, he put pressure on himself to protect Qin Haoran!

    Ye QingHan had a strange smile on his mouth. He couldn''t help wondering whether Qin Ying really valued the Qin emperor and why Qin Ying inherited most of the Qin family''s assets.

    "Well, take him away. I hope you don''t regret it in the future!" ye QingHan replied coldly.

    "Thank you, Mr. Ye." Qin Ying said, grabbed Qin Haoran in one hand and flew out of the martial arts arena. He didn''t ask about the humiliation of the Qin emperor from beginning to end.

    The Qin emperor was dejected. After all, the Qin family did not have a foothold for him. The real reason may only be known by Qin Ying and himself.

    Ye QingHan is very confused. According to the truth, Qin Ying should ask about the Qin emperor. Unfortunately, there is no, not a word! It''s not like loving the Qin emperor so much that he put most of the inheritance right of his family property on the Qin emperor, but it''s something else!

    "Why?" ye QingHan frowned and stared at the Qin emperor carefully. He seemed to understand what the reason was in the Qin emperor.

    The atmosphere in the martial arts arena is somewhat mysterious. The people who originally shouted to kill ye QingHan shut up one after another. Qin Haoran, who ranked 10th, was defeated. Is it still useful for others to come up? It''s all death.

    Everyone looked at Tang Chu, xianwuyu and dikong. Now ye QingHan is still on the court and can only ask them to fight.

    Emperor Kong and ye QingHan have no substantive conflict. Obviously, they won''t work hard for Tang and Chu. When ye QingHan is badly hurt, he may come out to pick up a bargain.

    Tang Chu and xianwuyu looked at each other and discussed with each other.

    "Brother Xian, I have a thousand middle-class Lingjing. You have real Lingdao wings. Kill him from the sky, no problem?" Tang Chu asked.

    "What about Zhao Wuji? Are you sure? Do you escape from him?" asked leisurely.

    "Hahaha, brother Xian, as long as you kill ye QingHan, will Zhao Wuji fight with me for a dead man?" Tang Chu sneered.

    "That''s true. As long as Zhao Wuji is not stupid, it won''t be over as soon as ye QingHan dies and kills the Qin emperor." xianwuyu glances at ye QingHan coldly. Zhenlingdao''s wings open in an uproar, and the Red Wings block out the sun, which is majestic.

    "Ye QingHan, your steps are over! I''ll take you back!" leisurely and Yu flew into the sky, red all over, as if burning half the sky.

    One can fly and the other can only run underground. This is not a level at all!

    "Shit, that''s ok? Since he got five real spiritual wings, Zhao Wuji can''t win except the two kings?"

    "I can only blame ye QingHan for his bad luck. Who let him provoke Tang Chu? I''m surprised that he didn''t die today."

    Everyone talked about it one after another. No one sympathized with ye QingHan and even made sarcasm.

    Zhao Wuji''s face sank and he couldn''t help saying coldly, "you''re too bullying, aren''t you? Why don''t you take out a five grade war soldier?"

    "Hahaha, weapons and martial arts are the embodiment of combat power. If you have the ability, you can also get a real spiritual wing! I will never be second!" xianwuyu laughed wildly.

    Yes, weapons, martial arts and good luck are the embodiment of the cultivator''s combat power. No one can say anything!

    "Brother ye, you are now qualified to take a break and fight again. Give me your leisure!" Zhao Wuji pulled out his sword, and his whole body was like a peerless war sword, and the sword Qi rushed to the sky.

    "No, I''ll do it myself!" ye QingHan''s eyes are like dragon eyes, overlooking the leisure and depression above the void, and his heart is calculating how to attract the leisure and depression.

    "Don''t force it. It''s nothing to retreat at this time!" Zhao Wuji frowned. Facing the current leisure and depression, he was not sure that he could win, but ye QingHan would lose.

    "Thank you. I''ll solve my own problems by myself. I haven''t put it in my eyes yet. Ye QingHan whispered, stretched out his hand and said faintly," brother Zhao borrow your sword. "

    Zhao Wuji''s sword is only a three-level spirit sword, and it is only an ordinary weapon in the three-level spirit sword. He has no strong family and no background behind him. It''s good to get a three-level spirit sword by himself.

    Without hesitation, Zhao Wuji threw the sword out directly. Ye QingHan''s wrist sank and took over the spirit sword very smartly. He found that the material was very ordinary, which might be difficult to hurt xianwuyu. Finally, he had to give it back to him.

    "Ye QingHan, can we start? We don''t take advantage of you. You say we start! But where''s your cheap bird? Let it come out together and we''ll roast it alive!" said xianwuyu coldly.

    "Sleeping trough! You fool ×， The parrot didn''t know when he got into the crowd. He jumped out and shouted at himself.

    "Poof... Hahaha, this bird is so funny."

    "It''s so fat. It must taste good!"

    People in the Tang Chu camp laughed one after another.

    "Roast your sister! This divine bird is unique in the world. A group of ignorant children. Today, the divine bird punishes you on behalf of the moon!" the parrot ran more than ten meters and directly ran to ye QingHan''s shoulder with a flattering face.

    Ye QingHan didn''t blame him. He looked at the parrot coldly. Most of the cheap bird could jump out at this time. It was scolded by leisure. He couldn''t help running out for a moment, otherwise he would never take risks.

    "Master, it''s hard! Give me the bird man, I''ll beat him down, and you can sit and wait for the body!" the parrot vowed to please ye QingHan.

    "Are you sure?" ye QingHan was curious. He was not sure that he could win. Could this bullying parrot win?

    "Of course, I''ll definitely let him fall to the ground!" whispered the parrot.

    The sudden appearance of the parrot attracted people''s ridicule and ridicule. However, the parrot has a thick skin. When others praise it, they immediately accept it, and pretend not to hear it when they say it''s fat.

    When xianwuyu saw the Parrot appear, he was furious and the killing machine burst out. The four product spirit sword in his hand exuded a towering sword spirit, which was extremely fierce.

    Whew——

    The parrot soared into the sky, turned into a flash of lightning, rushed from the ground, crossed the idle body, and deliberately provoked, "fool, I can fly, you come after me!"

    With this sentence, the parrot pulled up vertically, and its speed was extremely fast. Its fat body could not affect its speed at all.

    "Shit! Bitch looking for death, labor and capital will definitely kill you today!" xianwuyu rushed up and chased the parrot, one person and one bird, without any radian, all climbing vertically!

    Whew————

    The speed of xianwuyu and parrot is so fast that people can''t capture the track. In an instant, they climb to the height of kilometers!

    The distance between the parrot and xianwuyu is getting closer and closer. Xianwuyu sneers. He takes out a piece of medium-grade Lingjing and directly embeds it into the wings of the true spirit path. It is faster and shortens the distance again.

    "Oh, wogou! I surrender! Absolutely surrender, Xiaoxian, don''t be so serious..."

    Sing

    Xianwuyu won''t believe this cheap bird any more. He pulls out his sword and cleaves at the parrot. The sword Qi runs through the sky and is extremely sharp.

    Whew——

    As soon as the parrot''s ass shrinks, it rushes high again like a rocket, shouting and exaggerating to the point of explosion.

    "Even if you break your throat today, no one will come to save you!" he laughed wildly. He drew closer again, took his sword directly, reached out and grabbed the parrot, ready to roast the parrot alive.

    At a height of two thousand meters, a gust of vigorous wind blew, and the cold air was threatening. The vertical distance between xianwuyu and the parrot was only more than twenty meters. The parrot''s fine awn flashed in its eyes, suddenly dived vertically and hit xianwuyu.

    Carefree and depressed, he didn''t expect the parrot to recoil. He immediately laughed. Zhenyuan poured out along his big hand and turned into a big hand to catch the parrot.

    Wow

    When the gap between the parrot and leisurely is less than two meters, the parrot opens its big mouth and spits out a fire.

    The fire instantly drowned xianwuyu, his eyes were burned, and his dark hair was completely burned.

    "Ah..."

    Idle Wuyu screamed, and his hands hurried to protect his eyes, but his eyes seemed to be stabbed by a needle, which scattered his divine consciousness, couldn''t control the wings of the true spirit path, and fell to the earth.

    Woo woo

    When the vigorous wind blew, the fire not only did not weaken, but increased, completely drowning leisure and depression.

    The more idle and depressed he screamed, the more miserable he was. He twitched all over and scratched his hands frantically to put out the fire, but the more anxious he was, the more he couldn''t control the wings of the true spirit path. The speed of landing had exceeded the speed of going up.

    "Quack quack, you fool, I say you''re stupid. Don''t you believe it! This divine bird can spit fire. I told you last time, you dare to get so close. Don''t you want to die!" the parrot looked very sad and chased leisurely spitting fire. In a twinkling of an eye, it has come to a height of hundreds of meters in the martial arts arena.

    Idle and depressed are mad with anger. If you can control your body shape at the moment, you will definitely split the parrot with a sword, but now you can only dance and dance to put out the fire. It''s very sad.