Chapter 262 (1/2)

Ye Xinghe's eyes suddenly shot out a cold light. He waved it with his palm. He saw that the children of the aristocratic family were like bumping into a solid wall, and they were flying backward one by one.

Ye Xinghe was 15 or 16 years old. Two seven heaven and three six heaven strong men fought at the same time. Everyone thought that these aristocratic children could easily take ye Xinghe, but the result was beyond everyone's expectation.

Two seven days of strong, three six days of strong, unexpectedly can not defeat Ye Xinghe a move!

Has Ye Xinghe stepped into the realm of the eight heaven?

A 15-year-old eight day strong? Even the whole of Kyoto, is also a super genius!

The people's eyes were full of shock. They looked at the children of the aristocratic families who were crying and crying all over the ground. They couldn't help congratulating themselves that they didn't rush up rashly. Otherwise, they would be as miserable as these people.

Lin Yin in the back of the crowd is staring at the proud Ye Xinghe. At this moment, she realizes how big the gap between herself and ye Xinghe is.

Now ye Xinghe has not even seen the royal family.

With Ye Xinghe's amazing talent, she will rise like a comet, and eventually reach a level she will never reach.

Lin Yin's heart is full of mixed feelings. It's not clear whether it's regret, jealousy, or anything else.

Ye Xinghe slowly approached Zhou Yan, the sixth prince. With his powerful and awe inspiring momentum, Zhou Yan could not help but step back.

”You Be bold ”If you dare to step forward, you don't want to go out of Kyoto!”

Ye Xinghe glanced at the sixth Prince Zhou Yan lightly. He didn't care about the sixth prince. His eyes only focused on an Xueyun's body. These people were irrelevant to him.

When ye Xinghe takes a step, suddenly a ray of cold light passes by, and a sword Qi stabs at Ye Xinghe's chest.

Almost all the children of the aristocratic families present didn't respond to what happened. The sword spirit was too fast.

An Xueyun felt the danger and yelled: ”Xinghe, be careful...”

Just her voice just fell, that sword spirit already stabbed at Ye Xinghe's chest.

Almost at the same time when the sword Qi stabbed at Ye Xinghe's chest, ye Xinghe's tianlongpo blows towards the visitors.

The figure didn't expect his sword to stab Zhongye Xinghe, and ye Xinghe was still safe and sound. He saw Ye Xinghe's fist coming to his face and quickly parried.

Boom!

A terrible noise, ye Xinghe and the man hit each other. The terror of the anti shock force made Ye Xinghe retreat three steps, and the figure also stepped back five or six steps.

Ye Xinghe's Qi and blood in his body surged and gasped. He looked up at the man in front of him. He saw that the man opposite was wearing a black tights, his face was covered with black cloth, and he was carrying a sharp sword with cold light in his hand.

Ye Xinghe was so strong that the man in black seemed surprised. He moved slowly to Zhou Yan, the sixth prince, and looked at Ye Xinghe coldly.