C4

Passing through a layer of dense forest, Ye Ling gradually approached the cave from before.

But at that moment, the smell of blood gushed out into the air, accompanied by the sound of zhenqi s exploding in the air.

"This is bad!"

Ye Ling's heart tensed up, he immediately realized that Xiao An might have met with trouble.

As expected, he pushed his way through the dense forest, only to see Xiao An carrying a child. He was holding onto a longsword, and droplets of blood flowed down from the longsword.

The seven black shadows circled around Xiao An randomly, the fist imprints on their hands forming layers after layers, as though they were an array.

The direwolf had died.

Hehe, Xiao An, you are the Royal Guard Captain, normally even the seven of us are just like ants in front of you, but who would have thought that today, you would receive such a heavy injury, allowing us brothers to take advantage of you.

A sinister voice sounded out from the black shadow. The seven people combined their strength and threw out a punch.

Bang! Xiao An roared, he brandished his sword and released the force of the punch, his body also shook, a bit of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

"Damn it! A few insignificant fifth stage Martial Disciple cultivators want to trap me! But today, Xiao An is going to die, so Young Lord can't get hurt at all! "

Xiao An let out a long roar, but the Sword Qi was becoming weaker and weaker.

Seeing this situation, Ye Ling almost subconsciously wanted to go forward, but as his heart stirred, he thought of a few great things.

These Black Man were obviously the subordinates of that Marquis Zhen. He couldn't offend them now, otherwise, it would bring a lot of trouble to himself and his family.

Thinking to here, Ye Ling took off a black cloth and covered his face! Then, his entire body flew out like a hawk in the night.

"Who is it!" A Black Man alerted loudly.

Ye Ling sneered again and again. Without stopping, he punched out fiercely!

"A mere third level Martial Disciple dares to come here to attack the autumn wind! This is simply courting death! " A smirk flashed across one of the Black Man s' eyes, and then the zhenqi exploded out.

"The Spear of Nether God!"

Ye Ling bellowed, the zhenqi expanded, suddenly becoming a ball of spears, with a pu ci sound it pierced through the Black Man's zhenqi.

Black Man's face changed as he roared in his heart!

Subconsciously, he wanted to escape, but it was only at this moment that he realized he couldn't do anything in front of this spear.

"Pu ci ?" The spear entered his body and instantly penetrated his chest, causing blood to spurt out wildly.

After the spear disappeared, Black Man opened his eyes wide and fell to the ground with a thump.

So everyone was shocked, the Black Man who were attacking Xiao An earlier were stunned, their eyes opened wide as they looked at Ye Ling.

To actually be able to break through the fifth level of Martial Disciple in one move, what kind of abnormal existence was that?

A leading Black Man looked at Ye Ling, his face twitching twice, as he gritted his teeth and said: "Front ? Senior, this is a big matter for Marquis Zhenyuan, I hope senior will not interfere. "

"What do you mean by Marquis Zhen Yuan Zhen?" This sovereign has never heard of this name! " Ye Ling's eyes were indifferent as he sneered: "This child's physique is special. This sovereign wants to take him in as my last disciple so hurry up and f * ck off. Otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless!"

As the peerless devil of the Upper Realm, even if Ye Ling was reincarnated, the pressuring s that were at the pinnacle of strength in his bones would still be indestructible.

A few of the Black Man s looked at each other, gritted their teeth and said, "Senior ?"

"Impudent!" Ye Ling shouted as the zhenqi rolled over, "I think you're all looking to die!"

"I don't dare." Although they were unwilling, they still escaped quickly.

Watching as Black Man left, Ye Ling then pulled down the black cloth, went forward to support Xiao An, and asked with concern: "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Xiao An shook his head, staring at Ye Ling's body in shock: "You, you actually broke through to the third level of Martial Disciple."

"It's just a small breakthrough, it's nothing." Ye Ling said indifferently: "Since I promised to ensure your safety, then I will definitely do it. Sit down first, I will treat your injuries, then we will return to the clan's fiefdom later."

Xiao An gave a deep glance at Ye Ling, but his heart was filled with bitterness.

He directly advanced from the first level of Martial Disciple to the third level, but it was only a small breakthrough? What was even more exaggerated was that a third stage Martial Disciple could instantly kill a fifth stage Martial Disciple.

After a simple recovery, Ye Ling brought Xiao An and left the place.

In a valley in Everlasting Mountain, a group of Ye Family disciples had set up their tents.

This was a temporary camp of the Ye Family.

Many of the Ye Family's disciples were packing up, as if preparing to leave.

At this moment, Ye Ling brought a middle-aged man who was carrying a child over.

"Ye Ling, I never thought that you would actually come back alive! Who is this man? Where did you take him? Tsk tsk, even if you want to take him in, you should at least put up a good show.

Seeing Ye Ling coming back, Ye Yang said sarcastically.

And it was also true that Xiao An's current appearance was not too good. Not only was his entire body dyed in blood, he was even limping as he walked.

Bang! Ye Ling did not speak, he just grabbed with his big hand!

Ye Yang laughed coldly, and was just about to explode with his zhenqi, but in the next moment, he astonishedly discovered that in front of this group of zhenqi, his entire cultivation was actually as laughable as a child playing with a house.

"Martial Disciple... the third level of Martial Disciple! " Ye Yang roared. In the next moment, his entire body was like a toad, lying on the ground!

"What!?" the third level of Martial Disciple! "

The surrounding disciples instantly went into an uproar. One must know, only the elite disciples of the Ye Family could reach such a level.

"Ye Yang, in the future, if I hear those kinds of words from your mouth, I'll kill you!" After releasing the zhenqi, Ye Ling flicked his finger.

If it was the past, Ye Yang would have already been roaring endlessly, but now he didn't even dare to fart.

"Good, good, good. Ye Ling, you indeed did not disappoint your father!" A few clan elders also walked over, staring at Ye Ling, their tones were gratified.

In the past, Ye Ling was a trash, but these elders had always been angry at him for not fighting. Now that Ye Ling had broken through to the third level of Martial Disciple, they were naturally happy as well.

At this moment, in a hidden corner of the camp, a few of the slaves were discussing in secret.

"Servant Tie, this is an important matter, hurry and report it to the Young Lord ?"

Knowing that Ye Ling had broken through, Ye Tiannan was gratified and immediately announced that everyone had returned to the Dongyu City. As for Xiao An, Ye Ling had also randomly chosen an identity. As the Young Lord of the Ye Family, he had this kind of authority.

A large group of people majestically left the Everlasting Mountain.

After riding on the horses for half an hour, the vast and boundless Dongyu City appeared vaguely in the distance.

Sou sou sou ?

When they were about to cross a canyon, an earth-shattering wave of arrows came flying towards them.

"Enemy attack!" "Be careful!" A few of the clan elders roared, the zhenqi around them tumbled and blocked most of the arrows, but there were still a few horses that were shot.

"Kill!"

Dozens of masked men jumped down from the canyon, their killing voices shaking the sky.

"How fast!" Ye Ling thought, he had already expected that there would be people in the Dongyu City who would not want him to return unharmed, but he never expected him to arrive so quickly!

At this moment, at least a dozen murderous auras were directed at him.

"Haa!" A big sized man jumped up high and slashed horizontally at Ye Ling with the blade in his hand.

But in the next moment, a Sword Qi pierced through the big sized man's chest like a snake's breath.

It was Xiao An.

"Ye Ling! These people are after you! Damn it, if it wasn't for my injuries, I would definitely be able to kill these fellows. " Xiao An protected Ye Ling with one hand and roared angrily.

"Brother Xiao, I'll leave first and lead the pursuers away!" Ye Ling rolled his eyes, reined his horse in and quickly entered a bush.

A few masked men reacted quickly and chased after them, but when Ye Ling mounted his black horse, it was as if he had God's help, and quickly lost the pursuers behind him.

The reason why Ye Ling did not stay there, was because his kaiyuan armor definitely could not be revealed in front of these elders. Even if he had to reveal it sooner or later, it would not be now.

The horse galloped like lightning towards Dongyu City.

However, at this moment, a muffled sound suddenly came from the faraway shrubbery!

Shua shua shua! A string of Knife Light s surged over. Ye Ling was shocked, his body flashed, and the fine horse beneath him fell into a pool of blood.

"Ye Ling! Your life is so tough. " Following this sinister voice, a youth wearing a black iron mask appeared from the bushes.

He held a long blade in his hand, and a set of zhenqi s all over his body vaguely condensed into substance.

He was actually an expert of the Sixth Stage of Martial Disciple!

"However, no matter how tough your life is, today will definitely be the day you die!"

Ye Ling squinted, then sneered: "In this world, there are too many people who want me to die, but unfortunately, not a single one has succeeded yet. For a little sixth stage Martial Disciple to think of taking me down, you really are wishful thinking! "

"Wishful thinking, but not wishful thinking. You'll know once you try it!" "Die!"

As the iron masked man spoke, he suddenly stepped forward and his long saber hacked down, "Thousand Army Kill!"

Crack! Crack! Crack! The powerful zhenqi formed into a Knife Light and fiercely slashed down at Ye Ling.

"kaiyuan armor!" Ye Ling growled, as a misty green brilliance diffused outwards, forming the image of an armor.

Bang! Bang! Bang! When the Knife Light slashed onto the armor, only a wave of Qi exploded out, and then it disappeared without a trace.

"This... "How is this possible!?" He was only at the third level of Martial Disciple, how could he stop his Knife Light?

"Nothing is impossible!"

Ye Ling was currently absorbing the spirit energy from the kaiyuan armor with all his might, and his entire body was releasing a crackling sound.

Next, his body floated into the air!

Although Ye Ling was not a cultivator of martial cultivator, by borrowing the strength of kaiyuan armor, he already possessed a bit of martial cultivator.

"You! "You ?" As he watched Ye Ling fly into the air, the steel-faced man was completely stunned. After all, flying was a power that only the martial cultivator Realm had!

"You what you!" Ye Ling did not stop at all at this moment, and completely unleashed all of his profound arts.

The kaiyuan armor had a time limit!

Ah!" "Hurricane Blade Art!" The steel masked man roared, his body moved, and his blade technique hacked down horizontally.

"What Windstorm Sword Technique?" It was a dog shit! Get down! " Ye Ling's eyes were like lightning, his hands formed a 'swastika' seal and fiercely crushed down!

BOOM! Crack! Crack! Crack!

The masked man's body froze as he bent his knees. Just like Ye Yang, he was pressed down to the ground like a toad.

"Crack!" Ye Ling swooped down and sealed the masked man's shoulder blades. He then took off the steel mask, exposing his dark face.

Ye Ling's expression turned cold, he gnashed his teeth and said: "Ye Pi, so it really is you!"