The news that Optimus was hit hard again spread rapidly. Many people began to doubt whether it was really so invincible. Even if it lost to the two top experts of crazy sect, it suddenly popped out that an inexplicable person could cut the body and run away. What kind of body is this? The war body of that year was absolutely invincible except the Supreme God, which no one can compare! Today''s war body is so unbearable.


    In fact, it can''t blame zhanti. Who let him encounter ye QingHan? Now the avenue is broken and the sky is gone. Although the chaotic universe reappears, if you want to reunite the avenue, the sky wants to stand again. I don''t know that the advantages of zhanti are almost no longer. Even so, there is no doubt that zhanti can win 99% of the people in the past.


    Ye QingHan crippled Optimus and deliberately let him leave. Then he came to a beautiful valley and sat in front of a waterfall. His aura swung away with the water mist and rushed towards him, blowing black hair like ink. The vigorous face under the Shura mask showed a touch of perseverance.


    For ye QingHan, it''s easy to fight, but let him keep it. He is only willing to keep a little area of the endless galaxy, where all his feelings are poured out. There are too many heroes who died for him. Where countless ancestors protected with their lives, he can''t bear to be trampled by others.


    Emperor Shang, pangolin emperor, Fusu Emperor


    Ye QingHan has never forgotten the tragic situation of Fusu emperor in order to defend the territory. Pangolin emperor would rather not exist than defend the endless mountains and rivers.


    If the mountains and rivers are not here, what''s the use of my disabled area!


    This sentence echoed in ye QingHan''s sea of knowledge, which can still make his blood boil and protect the endless galaxy. It is not only a responsibility, but also an obligation.


    "Anyway, I want to keep the endless Galaxy a pure land. No matter how I fight in the later stage, just don''t provoke my crazy sect!" ye QingHan leaned in front of a stone and kept picking up small stones to hit the stream. The clear stream water was clear to the bottom. The valley was colorful and peach blossoms blossomed. When the prestige blew, the peach blossoms fell and hit ye QingHan''s shoulder.


    Ye QingHan didn''t practice, but spread his divine consciousness to the eight wastelands and waited for the enemy to come. Suddenly, ye QingHan moved between his eyebrows, looked at the starry sky and found a figure coming from the north. If he thought of the location of the Shura team, he had to pass by here, so he didn''t meet him.


    But after a while, a figure rushed out of the west at almost the same speed. It is estimated that the time to arrive here is the same. I can''t help sitting upright, the knife in my hand is constantly twitching, and the "potential" around me is constantly fluctuating.


    Whew, whew————————


    The two changhongs galloped from the West and the north. They also found the "potential" erupted from ye QingHan and knew that ye QingHan was deliberately attracting them.


    Shua!


    They flashed and fell into the valley.


    A young man in his twenties, with clear eyes, jade like demeanor, handsome face, like a woman, slender legs, white robe, spotless, and even the scabbard in his hand is white. He is estimated to be a guy with serious cleanliness mania. He is the only disciple of the sect of Wanfa sect, Bai Xiaosheng, I have never met an opponent in ten thousand jurisdictions. If I can resist him in the same level, I can be regarded as an elite.


    There is a vigorous middle-aged man in his fifties. His eyes are vicious and powerful. He gives people a frightening feeling, but he has no sense of respect. This person is the direct blood of the witch family. The witch dragon is the descendant of the four generations of witches. His cultivation is exquisite, and his combat power can definitely be described as terror.


    "Are you the king of Shura?" asked the Wulong with a frown.


    Ye QingHan stood up slowly, nodded and didn''t speak.


    "I''m the witch dragon of the witch clan. The nine turn chaotic Taoist body witch alkyne is my nephew. You should understand why I''m here this time. You''re so brave that you dare to kill our affiliated forces and pay attention to our Witch clan?" the witch dragon asked coldly.


    Ye QingHan raised his eyebrows and introduced his nephew for the first time. Is it afraid that people don''t know that he is uncle Wushen?


    "I ask you something. Are you a dead man?" asked Wu Long angrily.


    "People from the witch clan camp?" ye QingHan''s voice was hoarse and completely changed. If he was not familiar with Shura, he couldn''t hear that the voice was not his.


    "Lama sect, don''t pretend to be confused. If you don''t give us an explanation today, you can''t leave here, and Shura sect will be destroyed!" Wu Long scolded.


    "Lama Zong... He''s in my way. What do you want to tell me? Like Optimus, was he cut back by me?" ye QingHan asked coldly.


    "Arrogant child, my nephew can crush hundreds of goods like you." wu long disdained, opened his mouth and shut his mouth.


    Ye QingHan laughed hoarsely. He could see that Wu Long was a man who wandered in the Jianghu relying on his nephew. This kind of goods would scare people based on his family background. He really didn''t want to talk to him more, but he still changed his voice, "Wu alkyne is really strong, but it''s a pity that you''re not strong. The witch family sent the wrong person. Go back and tell the witch camp that my Shura sect doesn''t want much territory. All 300 small areas nearby are my Shura sect territory. Let your people leave immediately, or we will all be destroyed!"


    Wu Long and Bai Xiaosheng frowned at once, but Bai Xiaosheng could not help it. Wu Long couldn''t help it. Wherever he went, there would be people hugging him. Who dared to violate his will? He was ridiculed by Ye QingHan. He was angry into the sky, lost his mind, pulled out his sword and stabbed him.


    Bang!


    Poof!


    How could ye QingHan''s speed be comparable to that of an old thing mixed up by his nephew? He raised his foot in the middle of his chest, as if the Wulong had bumped up by himself.


    Pop!


    After a kick, Wu Long''s body hit back like a broken kite. His mouth was sprayed with blood and his bile was about to spit out. Before he landed, ye QingHan pumped his scabbard hard on his face and directly hit him to the ground. The soil splashed everywhere, but it did not damage the elegant fantasy environment in the valley.


    Ouch——————


    The Wulong screamed. Several teeth were broken by the scabbard, and the front teeth were also broken. What''s worse, the right cheek was swollen as if it were raised, and the red marks were shocking.


    "Li (you) dare to fight the tiger, my nephew is a witch alkyne..." Wu Long roared angrily and lifted his nephew out again, but his teeth leaked and he couldn''t even speak clearly.


    Bai Xiaosheng was in a very bad mood. Now he was amused by Wu Long''s expression. He gave a puff, then held a tall rock to laugh and leaned forward and backward.


    "You''re not a tiger. At best, you''re a sick cat. Don''t use witches to frighten us. Go away." ye QingHan was murderous and filled the valley. A large number of peach blossoms fell and danced with the wind. It had a different flavor.