Chapter 1187 : Chapter 551 Stupid Things (2)

"More than fifty god generals are at the peak, so many god stones! Your business is the biggest business I have ever done. [Book source www>

Ye Qinghan was not overly angry at Qingyao's team's contempt for him, but laughed very easily. From the moment he decided to save the cow fireworks, his heart was completely relaxed.

He always doesn't think too much about the things he decides, and let's talk about it after he has done it.

"Humph! I think you are a garbage warrior, but you are not even a business for us, at most..." The two warriors who came towards Ye Qinghan, the sarcasm in the corners of their mouths became more intense, and one of them took the words and said mockingly.

However, before he finished speaking, his eyes lit up instantly, and his footsteps stopped. Not only him, at this moment, all the eyes of Qingyao's team were attracted and lit up. Niu Yanhua's pair of autumn eyes are even more dazzling. [

They saw a knife! A black straight long knife, a long knife that swallows black mist, and a strange knife that releases a terrifying aura.

"Stand back!"

Qingyao's brown curly hair moved without wind, and a round scimitar appeared out of thin air in his hand, and black and red air waves intertwined on the scimitar spit out instantly. Following his loud shout, his body rushed forward suddenly, and at the same time, the round knife was pulled out obliquely to the upper left, and a red and black air wave, with the breath of destroying everything, shot towards Ye Qinghan.

"Sorry!"

Ye Qinghan opened his mouth and spat out two words, his eyes instantly turned blood red, and he swung the God-Slaying Saber forward heavily. A breath like water ripples radiated away like lightning following the slash of the knife. The entire field was enveloped in an instant, and the red and black air wave that Qingyao slashed, after the aura diverged, the speed suddenly became extremely slow, as if stuck in a quagmire, and then the black mist spit out from the Tushen Knife began to spread towards the field again.

"Is this a soul attack? Is he the powerful soul cultivator just now?"

After Ye Qinghan slashed that knife, Qingyao felt cold all over his body, and all kinds of negative emotions in his mind suddenly invaded his soul, and his body seemed to be unable to move, and his soul almost went out of his body in fright. Looking at all his brothers in the field, they all showed horror at the same time, and some acquaintances even started to roll in the air. Infinite remorse and anger welled up in his heart, and at the same time, his divine power was running desperately, trying to fight to the death.

"No, he's not that soul cultivator! What ghost knife is this?"

Suddenly, he found that his body could move slowly, and he was overjoyed. He tried his best to suppress the invasion of negative aura in his mind, and fled to the outside. When he was lucky enough to escape from the evil and cold atmosphere, he found that none of the members of the team escaped, and they were all swallowed by the rolling black mist.

"boom!"

He slashed at the black mist with all his strength, but it didn't cause any waves, and then the evil and cold aura spread towards him again. He didn't dare to stay any longer, and roared furiously and ran away into the distance.

"Actually escaped one, it seems that this cruel attack can only deal with the peak of the god general at best!"

Ye Qinghan swung the sword of slaughter, easily harvesting the lives of people rolling in the air and ground, and at the same time put away the floating god crystal and space ring, after the last warrior died. He hurried towards the only place in the arena that was not shrouded in black mist. Looking at the girl who was still in a daze, Ye Qinghan tried his best to suppress the murderous desire in his heart and the trembling of his body, showing an extremely ugly smile, and said with difficulty: "I... I'm back!"

Looking at the man coming from the black mist, looking at the still panting and trembling body, listening to this familiar voice. The corner of Niu Yanhua's mouth tilted, revealing a bitter smile, then his body went limp, and he passed out.

The black mist gradually dissipated, leaving corpses and blood all over the ground. A trembling body carried a petite pink body on its back, walked out of the black mist, and then ran towards the distance without looking back.

Without Ye Qinghan's knowledge, a pair of beautiful eyes appeared behind the black mist, a pair of charming eyes. Although these eyes were full of admiration and satisfaction, they murmured helplessly: "Oh... my lord, he still chose to do stupid things. Maybe you will be disappointed when you hear the news!"