1751 Being Chased? People of the Ye Clan? (1/2)

'I am still too weak! If I am powerful enough to defeat those people, we won't have to run away. We will fight them back. Nobody has to die!'

'I am much more powerful than before, but I am still too weak! I need to be much stronger!'

'Strong power was the only thing that can save my people from death!'

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He had thoughts in the head one by one. After reflecting in the past, he strengthened the will to become a much stronger cultivator in the world. He must become powerful to make sure his friends and family stayed safe!

The danger was gone for now. The trip of the One Meter Higher Sky had come to an end as well. Ye Xiao prepared to return to the headquarters of the Monarch's Hall. From the Tiger Unit and the Dragon Unit, he knew that the twelve units were improving faster and faster. That was good, but he must find out what exactly was happening.

”We are less than three thousand miles away from the City of Chaos!” Ye Xiao took a long breath and said, ”I am not going to tolerate it anymore. It is time for us to vent the anger. We will not tolerate Ye Yunduan anymore!”

As he was talking, he saw some dust rolling in the air. There must be a fight in front of them.

After a while, three men were running over, chased after hundreds of fierce men. These three people were severely injured, running for life!

”Who are these men?” Ye Xiao said, ”It is not far away from the city here. Why is this happening?”

Those men were clearly from the City of Chaos, which made it more inexplicable…

Some men were chasing, while some were chased. They were all pretty fast. The three men who were being chased were almost exhausted because they were shaking. They were running for survival.

The three of them were moving slower and slower. They would die because of exhaustion even if the hundreds of people didn't catch them.

The men who were chasing were confident. They seemed like a group of cats playing three dying rats.

”Lord Qiao, why struggle? Just stop and accept your death!” One of the men chasing shouted and said, ”You have run this far now. Why do you have to push yourself so hard? This is pointless. I always respect you as a tough man, but you don't need to die in such a cowardly way!”

A tough man, who was one of the three escaping ones, looked pale and weak. He was carrying an unconscious man on the back. As he heard the sneer, he shouted and said, ”Bullsh*t! Do you want me to be a f*cking filthy dog like you? You ungrateful pig! Who helped you? You are such a pig not to do your best to return the favor, and now you are actually trying to kill the man who saved you! You are just dregs!”

The other man coldly smiled and said, ”Come on Lord Five. Wise bird chooses the right wood. I don't want to die for stupidity… My master has been kind to you, hasn't he? Isn't he also a member of the Ye Clan? I haven't broken my word, have I?”

The man named Qiao was so furious that he even spat out blood. ”Bullsh*t! There is only one rightful heir in the Great Ye Clan. Ye Changqing is far below the league! If he truly believes he is the rightful heir, he wouldn't pretend to be Master Ye Yunduan, would he? How shameless! He actually stole other's name!”

A man beside the tough guy said, ”Brother, save your energy. We should focus on getting our Young Master out of this. Stop talking to them! They are trying to slow you down!”