Chapter 6 Who is a Genius?

Ye was stunned for a moment, and now I think that the young man in front of me can beat Ye Xiaotian to pieces, but he can't move his soul.

It's incredible!

On the ground, Ye Xiaotian heard this and burst into tears. His soul was broken and he could not practice all his life. He became a real waste.

He was so sad that the whole person was like a funeral girl.

Not long after, a voice sounded.

"What is your soul of arms, little day?"

The crowd has turned aside.

A middle-aged man walked up with a big smile and a big stride. When he looked down at the crying child lying on the ground, his face suddenly froze and his eyes sank. He looked around and roared, "Who can tell me what's going on?"

The middle-aged man is extraordinary, but now his face is so gloomy and frightening that he is about to bleed!

When he saw that everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Qingyun, he suddenly became bright and more gloomy. His words were almost squeezed out of his teeth: "Waste Ye Qingyun! How dare you abolish my son's soul of arms! Look for death! "

"Your son is spoiled and spoiled. He is too arrogant and has nobody in his eyes. He can end up like this. It's entirely his own fault. He can't complain about others!" Ye Qingyun bluntly said that the fierce in the eyes was more and more intense, and the cold light was shining.

"What do you say!" The middle-aged human figure is like a lion roaring, roaring and rolling spiritual force surging in its body.

The wind is coming and roaring!

This middle-aged man is a nine-fold fighter in a violent environment, seventeen times higher than Ye Xiaoyun.

But even so, there was no fear on Ye Qingyun's face!

joke!

Even if he met a master of transformational realm in his previous life, he was not afraid. What's more, at present, the enemy's revision is just nine times of violent realm?

His eyes narrowed, his head raised, and he looked coldly at the angry middle-aged man.

He knows the name of the person in front of him is Ye Wutian, Ye Xiaotian's father and his uncle.

According to the body's memory, he knows that the middle-aged man was okay with him three years ago, but since his veins were broken and his father left Ye's house again, the attitude of the middle-aged man towards him has changed dramatically and become extremely indifferent.

"Find Death!"

Ye Wutian leaps up like a cheetah, opens his big hand, and between his five fingers, spreads a burst of spiritual power, destroying the heaven and the earth in a flash!

The wind blew up and made the clouds grow and dance!

"Stop it!" A figure flashes out from the crowd and comes directly to Ye Wutian. The strong breath blossoms and the power of the other party's hegemony is dissolved as much as possible.

"Uncle Pang!" Ye Qingyun looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, his eyes were bright. Like Ye Wutian, Pang Shu's soul of war is a fire system. Once fired, the surrounding temperature rises instantly, such as being in a stove!

"Pang Huai! This bastard destroys my child's soul of war! You help him! Are you going to do the right thing with me? Ye Wutian's face is gloomy.

"Your child is usually arrogant and arrogant, and nobody is in his eyes. It's entirely self-defeating to have such a fate!" Pang Huai spoke. He stood by Ye Qingyun completely.

"OK! Good! " Ye Wutian laughed angrily and said gloomily, "Pang Huai! I heard you've built three firestorms! And I happened to be three feet frozen! I'd like to see if your three doors are burning fiercely or if my freezing is even worse! "

"I'm afraid you won't do it!" Huge bad step forward, the breath increased, pointing to the sky! Major, he is sure!

"Three Fires!"

"Freeze three feet!"

Let's shout!

Two people come up and make the strongest move. Suddenly, the strong breath permeates the whole theatre, and the two destructive forces will collide. But the next moment, a gentle force comes, wrapping the two forces like sea water, and vanishes.

"Are you ashamed to beat your own family?" A grey-haired old man came slowly. He had a straight waist and bright eyes. Although his skin was like bark, it hid tremendous energy.

"Father!" Ye Wutian saw the old man and instinctively shouted out.

The leader of the Ye family, Ye Wuhai!

At this moment, Ye Wuhai's eyes stared at the teenager in front of him. His eyes began to wet slightly. His hoarse voice rolled out from his throat: "Light clouds, yours..." Are your veins restored?

His voice was trembling, and Ye Qingyun could feel the old man's excitement.

The old man was very kind to him. Three years ago, after his veins and veins were destroyed, he voluntarily degenerated. The old man persuaded him every day, but Ye Qingyun did not fight for gas, and still degenerated! From then on, the old man abandoned him and let the latter enjoy himself. But in essence, in the old man's mind there is still a slight idea!

He wants his grandson to be like he used to be!

Now, when the old man discovered that Ye Qingyun had recovered his meridians, the whole person was so excited that he suddenly seemed ten years younger.

Looking at the old man whose body was trembling in front of him, Ye Qingyun couldn't help but sigh. However, the soul integrated into the body made him instinctively shout, "Grandpa!"

"Father! This waste destroys my child's soul of war! It's like strangling Ye's genius in the cradle! The sin is great! I suggest abolishing him and expelling him from the family! Ye Jia can't afford to eat and drink mixed waste!" Ye Wutian was aggressive and brutal.

"Waste?" Ye Qingyun heard this and gave a light laugh.