The director stole my lines!
Qin Yunfeng's lungs were about to explode from anger as he looked at the Qilin, who did not allow him to speak.
He swiped at his waist and drew a flexible sword.
The treasured sword shook lightly, and sword flowers appeared one after another.
He pounced towards Ye Han.
Ye Han, who was looking at him like he was a fool, was delighted.
He didn't expect that these guys didn't use firearms, but used ancient martial arts to attack him.
With a slight thought.
A long sword condensed in the air.
With a clang, the flexible sword in Qin Yunfeng's hand broke.
Seeing that the sword that had just been unsheathed was broken, his pupils constricted.
The four people around him also took out their weapons.
It pounced towards Ye Han.
Just this?
A tyrannical aura burst out from Ye Han's body, and the bloodline suppression directly affected them.
They moved like lightning and were instantly immobilized.
He could only watch helplessly as Ye Han condensed his sword in the air and slashed at him.
"Don't be so arrogant, vile creature!"
Outside the ear chamber, another group of people appeared. A ceramic sword carved with runes flew over.
It collided with the sword.
Clang!
The longsword tilted slightly from the impact and slashed at Qin Yunfeng's shoulder. Immediately, blood flowed like a pillar.
He saw an old man in a Daoist robe outside the door, and a ceramic sword flew out from his hand.
It was heading towards Ye Han.
This was interesting.
The ceramic sword was getting closer and closer.
Ye Han did not panic at all and spat out a mouthful of dragon breath.
The expected snap did not happen.
But for some unknown reason, the ceramic sword that was flying towards Ye Han actually made a turn in the air and dodged it.
The attack missed.
The old man took out a bronze pagoda from somewhere.
He threw it forward, and the powerful Qilin pressure instantly dissipated.
Ye Han stared at the bronze pagoda on the ground.
He felt an aura that came from the same source as him.
The vast crowd entered the ear room.
The left ear compartment, which wasn't big to begin with, seemed even more crowded.
Looking at the person who saved him, Qin Yunfeng bowed.
"Thank you for saving my life, Elder Li."
Who knew that this so-called Elder Li would ignore him.
He only looked at the Qilin in front of him with burning eyes.
Just as he was about to open his mouth, Ye Han spoke.
"Don't play those useless tricks with me. Just make a move.”
Seeing that this demonic beast was unmoved, Old Man Li only smiled.
Those who were crazy about him had already gone down to the Nine Nether Land.
"Hey!"
The two ceramic swords that had flown out had unknowingly returned to his hands.
After he shouted, a faint blue flame immediately appeared on it.
They formed two fire dragons and pounced towards Ye Han.
"Roar!"
A roar came from Ye Han's mouth, but the suppression of the pagoda was not as ideal as before.
It was only a moment of delay before the two swords clashed.
He then took out two talismans from his waist.
He wrote a letter to the emperor.
With a wave of his hands, blue flames burst forth.
The flames on the originally thin ceramic sword instantly became extremely fierce.
The electric plasma on Ye Hanlong's horn exploded, bringing with it all the surrounding water elements.
An electric net was instantly cast, and the two ferocious fire dragons were instantly suppressed into silence.
Old Man Li's expression changed slightly when he saw this scene, but his hands did not stop moving.
A middle-aged man behind him handed over a purple incense burner with five incense sticks on it.
Smoke filled the air, and a gray human figure appeared.
"Messenger of Death!"
When Qin Yunfeng saw that the old man had actually invited the messenger of death, his eyes showed slight shock.
This time, the Chen family really went all out. They even invited Old Li, who was proficient in the Maoshan technique.
It seemed like he was determined to get it.
However, when he thought about the items he had hidden at the bottom of his chest, his eyes narrowed slightly.
After thinking for a while, he put down his hand from his chest.
Two figures, one black and one white, appeared from the void.
He wore a high hat on his head. The white hat wrote that he had seen wealth all his life, and the black hat wrote that the world was peaceful.
"Lord Bai, Lord Hei, please make your move!"
The old man bowed, and the Black and White Ghosts nodded.
As soon as they turned around, the two ghosts saw Ye Han standing in the middle.
"Good day, auspicious beast Qilin. Goodbye."
Under everyone's terrified gazes, the two famous messengers of death instantly disappeared.
Old Man Li, who was originally full of confidence, was so shocked that he could not close his mouth.
Ye Han smiled at this scene.
The messenger of death was indeed powerful, but he was no match for a Ghost King.
Even the Ghost King left something behind and ran, let alone them.
Seeing the messenger of death turn around and leave without even saying goodbye to him, the old man's face instantly became a little embarrassed.
He inserted his hand into the incense burner and picked up a pinch of incense ash.
"Today, I pay my respects to the Five Ghost Emperors and ask the Five Ghosts to attack!”
After saying that, the old man knelt on the ground and kowtowed in five directions.
He waved the ashes in his hand, and five figures appeared as he descended.
"Fifth Ghost, please attack!"
As Old Man Li kowtowed, the five figures with the words North, South, East, West, and Middle appeared in their hands.
She pounced towards Ye Han.
Old Man Li was afraid that the Five Ghosts would lose to Ye Han.
He took out five paper bundles from the hands of the people behind him.
Bite your finger and write the scriptures on it, and then use the five directions.
When the last stroke was written, the paper automatically burned.
The originally faint Five Ghosts instantly became much more corporeal.
Especially the wailing stick in his hand, it was as if it really existed.
He saw that these five fellows actually did not run away when they saw him.
For a moment, Ye Han also felt that his hand was a little itchy.
The little ghosts were boring, and the big ghosts would run away when they saw him.
These five were just right.
Dragon breath condensed in his mouth and he spat it out.
The Five Ghosts seemed to be in a formation.
A colorful light flashed.
The dragon breath was split into five parts and flew in five different directions.
They were fine, but the others who surrounded Ye Han suffered.
There was a series of wails and howls, and some people began to roll on the ground.
The raging flames enveloped their bodies.
The wailing stick was specially used to beat the three souls and seven spirits.
He raised his staff and swung it down. The five ghosts pressed down at the same time like a ghost.
But Ye Han couldn't feel anything.
With a cloud beneath his feet, Ye Han instantly soared into the air. At the top of the tomb, a huge cloud appeared.
Lightning spread, and raindrops filled with vitality fell.
However, when it came to the Fifth Ghost, it did not even get a drop of it.
They were all split into five directions by the light membrane on their bodies.
Seeing that they were unwilling to let it go, the lightning dragon pounced down.
It illuminated the entire tomb as if it was daytime.
The Five Ghosts brandished their wailing sticks and struck the lightning.
Boom!
The violent explosion made them retreat one after another, and the array formation that was originally formed was also in a mess.
It was now.
In fact, Ye Han had long seen that the abilities of these Five Ghosts weren't strong.
When they were at their peak, they were several levels stronger.
As long as they were separated,
Killing them was like slaughtering chickens and dogs!
Five long swords condensed in the air, and lightning and golden flames gathered.
pfff ~
The Five Ghosts were defeated in a puff of smoke.
The old man spat out blood.
The powerful backlash made his already old body even more bloody.
Ye Han was high up in the air, and the Qilin's pressure was pressing down on him.
At this moment, another group of people appeared.
The azure sword in his hand emitted a different divine light.
He swung his sword, and a tender voice followed.
"The Zhao family of Luo Yi invites the birth of the Qilin!!”
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