C610 (1/2)
BOOM!
The violent thunder roared like thunder, and the terrifying lightning instantly splashed out in all directions.
Plop!
Ye Fang's misery was completely self-inflicted. Ye Ling, on the other hand, had the Heavenly Thunder Sacred Body and the Heavenly Thunder Armor, as well as the Nine Thunder Burning Heaven Intuition.
If Ye Ling was using the Nine Thunder Stele, he would have turned Ye Fang into ashes in an instant. However, Ye Ling did not use it, it was his last resort, unless there was no other choice, he would not take out the Nine Thunder Stele.
”I can't accept this!”
”Even after ten thousand years, I'm still not your match!”
Seeing that Ye Ling had arrived in front of him, Ye Xiangfu looked at him with hatred before raising his head to look at Ye Ling as he roared and gnashed his teeth.
”Ten thousand years? ”How laughable.”
”If you give me ten thousand years, why would I need your hands to kill you? One look is enough to kill you! ”
Ye Ling frowned, his smile was sinister and cautious. He had wasted ten thousand years of his life, making it difficult for him to calm down, and what was funny was that Ye Fang actually dared to bring it up in front of him.
”What an idiot! This daddy has only trained for a few thousand years, and he says ten thousand? ”
He felt that it was extremely laughable even when he heard about the passage of ten thousand years. When had he ever used ten thousand years to travel with Ye Ling?
After hearing what Feng Yu said, Ye Tianhai, who was at the side, felt extremely shocked. Cultivating for less than ten thousand years was already enough to make him achieve such a cultivation, which forced him to have a whole new level of respect for Feng Yu.
That was because Feng Yu did not know that if one wanted to cultivate to the Dao-Martial Stage, it would take at least ten thousand years before they could achieve it.
While Ye Fang had entered the Martial God Stage more than ten thousand years ago, because he was a genius amongst geniuses, it was sufficient to prove that Feng Yu and Ye Ling were monstrous geniuses.
Facing Ye Ling's ridicule, Ye Fang actually had a face full of shock. He did not dare to believe Ye Ling's words, but this matter was indeed unacceptable.
Just as Ye Fang was looking at Ye Ling, he saw Ye Ling sneering, suddenly raising his hand and punching out, a bolt of lightning flashed and pierced through Ye Fang's forehead.
BOOM!
Ye Fang's head exploded, turning into a rain of blood.
Plop!
Ye Fang had died and collapsed into a pool of blood. The bloody scene had scared the several guards who were watching the scene so badly.
”Who's making a ruckus here!”
Just as Ye Fang was killed and all the doorkeeper were fleeing in panic, an extremely loud and clear question came from inside the door.
Ye Ling frowned, Feng Yu and the others were all astonished. He came over and looked inside the door only to see a young man dressed in black walking out.
This person had an imposing manner, with an extremely handsome appearance, a cold expression, and an extremely tyrannical Qi. His cultivation was at the fourth level of the Martial God Stage.
”Ye Ying?” Seeing the man walk out from the front door, Ye Ling was surprised. The man that walked out was called ”Ye Ying”, he was Ye Qingyun's second son and had high hopes for him in the branch family.
”You, Ye Ling?” When Ye Ying heard someone calling his name and saw Ye Ling, he did not know what to do. It was as if he was in a dream.
However, when Ye Ying saw the bloodstains on the ground and Ye Fang's head being smashed into pieces, Ye Ying realized that this was not a dream.
Ye Ying's expression suddenly turned cold, he raised his head and looked at Ye Ling, and asked with a hoarse voice: ”Are you really Ye Ling? The guy who killed my brother Ye Chen? ”
”What is it? You don't even recognize me anymore? ”
”The one who killed your brother is me, and Ye Ling is also me. Do you have any advice for me?”
Ye Ling sneered, his killing intent still present. His entire body was surrounded by lightning, revealing a bloodthirsty look, but instead had the feeling of a cautious person.
Feng Yu and Huan Xiong looked at each other. The two of them knew very well the identity of Ye Ying. If this person knew that even his father was in their hands, he would probably not be able to remain this calm.
”Humph!” ”Advice?”
”So what if you come back? ”The Ye Clan no longer has a place for you to stand. Coming back would only bring about your own death.”
”Don't think that you are still the Young Master Ye that you were before. Now that the Ye Family has become a branch family, and the main branch is only fit to be a servant. Who do you think can protect you?”
Ye Ying laughed majestically, and looked towards Ye Ling with a look of arrogance. The current him was the Young Master Ye, and the Ye Ling in front of him was just a dead person.
”How dare you!”
”Ignorant kid, you sure have a big mouth. This old man is still here, yet you dare to talk so shamelessly?”
”The ambition of the branch family remains the same. Do you really think that the branch family can go against the rules?”
Ye Tianhai stood out and glared at Ye Ying with an ice-cold expression. He was from the direct line of descent, so he would naturally not allow anyone to slander the direct line of descent.