Nine Dragons War Sovereign/C12 East Window Incidence
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C12 East Window Incidence

Ye Family manor.

In Ye Yunshuang's room, Ye Tian Xie's face was pale. After being scolded by his father, Ye Yunshuang, he did not dare to make a single sound. Today, it was truly because of him that caused the father and son duo to lose face, and they were even more ashamed.

"With this plan, I can only betray the Ye Family, but I will definitely not let this matter go, Ye Yunhua and Ye Ling must pay the price!"

He had no choice but to make plans for the future. As long as Ye Yunhua did not get rid of him, it would be difficult for him to emerge in the Ye Family.

"Tomorrow, I will return to Baiyun Sect to train diligently. I will get rid of this resentment for father!"

Thinking back to that day when he was defeated by Ye Ling, he felt an incomparable sense of humiliation, and hated Ye Yunhua even more.

"There's no need for tomorrow. You can leave the Ye Family right now and head to the Zhao Family to tell your uncle 'Zhao Tianhu'. Bring someone to pick me up tomorrow. Even if I leave the Ye Family, I will make the whole family restless!"

Ye Yunshuang had already made his plans long ago. The Zhao Family was one of the three great families of the Qingyang City, and the Patriarch of the Zhao Family, "Zhao Tianhu", was his brother-in-law.

"Alright!"

"I will rush to the Zhao Family that very night!"

Hearing his father Ye Yunshuang say this, Ye Tian Xie did not hesitate. He knew that his father wanted to borrow the Zhao Family's power to fight against the Ye Family. He also wanted to let the Ye Family know that without them, the Ye Family would not be able to move a single inch.

It was midnight.

The night was long, and Ye Ling who was in his own room was cultivating the entire time. Although he and his father had just emerged from the shadows, they were about to face the threat of City Lord Li Wushuang.

The disaster was caused by him, so naturally, he had to solve it himself. After that, he had to cultivate diligently and bear the burden of everything that his father Ye Yunhua had done.

With Ye Ling's current cultivation level, he was simply lacking. There were no shortcuts in the path of martial arts, so Ye Ling would naturally not be slow.

At this moment, the Buried Skies Coffin in his body was like a heart meridian, his blood was boiling like fire, although his dantian was empty, but it was gathering and not dispersing. This was where the Spirit Qi was stored!

Ye Ling sank into silence, as if he had become one with the Buried Skies Coffin, and used the Buried Skies Coffin's mysterious power to continuously absorb the spirit energy from the outside world, refining his meridians and expanding his dantian.

Blood clotting, using the blood in the body as a guide, entering the weak energy of the world into the body, tempering the body and the soul, opening up the dantian as the main factor.

At this moment, Ye Ling was in the process of sublimation, because his body was too thin, he had to temper his entire body, in order to increase the circulation of the spirit energy, and increase the flow of his body and blood.

In the blink of an eye, the sky gradually brightened. Ye Ling who was still in his room had unknowingly stepped into the third level of the Blood Solidification Realm.

A night of tempering and absorbing spirit energy instead brought him quite a bit of improvement. This kind of speed of improvement was unprecedented and would never happen again.

The cocks crowed, and the sun rose from the east.

Ye Ling slowly opened his eyes and felt the change in the aura in his body. He could not help but nod with a smile, and said: "Ever since being tempered with the blood of a hundred beasts, this body of mine has become even more resilient.

After that, Ye Ling released his divine sense to check the Buried Skies Coffin in his body. He saw that there was nothing wrong with the Buried Skies Coffin and felt that there was something strange about it.

"If I want to know the origin of this Buried Skies Coffin, I really need to spend a lot of effort."

Ye Ling shook his head, he then stood up and walked out of the door, and just as he stood in the center of the courtyard, suddenly, outside the courtyard, the Ye Family members were in a panic, and quickly rushed towards the direction of the training grounds.

"What happened?"

Ye Ling frowned, seeing how everyone was panicking, he noticed that something was amiss. After a moment of silence, he quickly followed the crowd and headed towards the direction of the training grounds.

Martial Arts Practice Field.

Everyone rushed over, and when Ye Ling arrived, he saw that the training grounds was actually filled with people.

Who is he, Ye Ling?

"You dare injure my brother" Ye Tian ", I'll cut you into ten thousand pieces!"

Just as Ye Ling approached the group of people, before they could figure out what was happening, curses suddenly came from the front of the crowd.

Ye Ling frowned, he raised his hand and touched his nose, and thought: Why does this voice sound so familiar?

"Isn't that the young master of the Zhao Family, 'Zhao Yu'?"

"Why would he come to our Ye Family to show off his strength?"

"…"

In front of the crowd, there was a young man dressed in black. This man was the young master of the Zhao Family, Zhao Yu, who had almost lost an arm to Ye Ling.

"It's him?" When Ye Ling heard the name Zhao Yu, his expression immediately changed. Of course he recognized Zhao Yu, he was the one who was being lectured on the streets, so Zhao Yu was also there, thinking, "Why is he here at the Ye Family? Does he know who I am? "

Looking at the crowd shouting, he and his father "Zhao Tianhu" had come to the Ye Family today, precisely to receive Ye Yunshuang.

However, Zhao Yu's heart was unwilling, he wanted to stand up for Ye Tian and his uncle Ye Yunshuang. This was why he came to the martial arts training grounds and scolded them, which was why it attracted so many people to watch.

"Are you all deaf?"

"Hurry up and find that trash, Ye Ling, and I'll crush him to death with one finger!"

Zhao Yu had a smile on his face as he glanced at the Ye Family's people, his mouth was constantly shouting, but he was cursing in his heart, "What is this, the Ye Family is only so-so, that Ye Tian Xie, he really is a bear, he's not even as mighty as me, Zhao Yu!"

"Damn it! This Zhao Yu is really arrogant! "

Why hasn't our Young Master Ye Ling come yet?

"…"

Hearing how arrogant Zhao Yu was, the Ye Family members were immediately angered, they clenched their hands tightly, and gritted their teeth in hatred. However, because they were afraid of Zhao Yu, who was the young master of the Zhao Family, no one dared to step out.

Behind the crowd, Ye Ling's face was extremely gloomy and gloomy, Zhao Yu was truly hateful, but he could not help it, the moment he appeared, it was impossible to not be recognized by Zhao Yu.

Thinking about that, Ye Ling anxiously turned and left, but it was exactly the act of Ye Ling as he left, that Zhao Yu saw.

"Halt!"

"Are you trying to blow the whistle?"

Zhao Yu took a step forward and instantly charged into the crowd behind Ye Ling. He immediately shouted out loud, appearing extremely arrogant.

Ye Ling's face was ashen, his head drooped down, his back facing Zhao Yu, as he cursed loudly in his heart: "Bastard! Is there no way to avoid it? "

"Eh? Isn't he Young Master Ye Ling? "

"Aiya! It's really Young Master Ye Ling! "

"…"

Because Zhao Yu's actions had instantly attracted the attention of the Ye Family. However, the moment they saw Ye Ling's back figure, some people actually saw it in a glance, and all of them looked at Ye Ling with puzzled expressions.

"Could it be that Ye Ling is afraid of Zhao Yu?"

Everyone's hearts were filled with questions. Ye Ling had even defeated Ye Tian, so how could they be afraid of Zhao Yu? Thus, everyone was very curious.

"Oh?"

"It's really a narrow path. I didn't expect you to be that trash, Ye Ling, no?"

"Come on! Lifting your head, let me see what kind of person you are! "

Zhao Yu chuckled, hearing the words of the crowd, he instead felt that it was extremely funny, with a sinister and mocking expression on his face, he walked over to Ye Ling, appearing extremely arrogant.

"I'm afraid that if you raise your head, you will be scared shitless!"

Ye Ling's face was as black as charcoal. Since Zhao Yu was so overbearing, making it difficult for him to escape, he naturally would not flee. Sooner or later, the time would come.

"What?"

"Do you have the guts to say that again?"

Zhao Yu frowned, and with a cold expression on his face, he bellowed. After he finished speaking, he suddenly swung his fist, completely without any hesitation.

"This!"

When the spectators saw Ye Ling's terror, they were speechless. They had all witnessed it themselves, and now that Zhao Yu actually dared to attack Ye Ling, it was simply asking for trouble.

Ka-cha! *

Sure enough, the moment Zhao Yu's fist struck Ye Ling, Ye Ling suddenly dodged, his right hand extended out as fast as lightning, grabbing onto Zhao Yu's wrist and fiercely pouting, only hearing a crisp sound.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Zhao Yu screamed, his body retreating very quickly, his right arm was actually broken, his arm hanging down as he screamed like a pig.

"Pui!" "Serves you right!"

"Daring to attack Young Master Ye Ling, he is simply courting death!"

"…"

Seeing that Zhao Yu's arm was broken, the Ye Family members clapped for him. Seeing how arrogant and despotic Zhao Yu was, the Ye Family members naturally hated him.

Ye Ling's face turned cold, his eyes flashed with a cold light, staring straight at Zhao Yu, a strong killing intent surfaced in his heart.

"Bastard, it's you!"

Zhao Yu revealed a sinister and pained expression. Just as he raised his head and was about to curse at Ye Ling, he was suddenly stunned by what he saw. His eyes were wide open as he said what he wanted to say in an instant.

"Who am I!"

"Have we met before?"

Ye Ling took a step forward, slowly approaching Zhao Yu, his expression gloomy, his voice gloomy and filled with threat.

Gulp!

Zhao Yu swallowed his saliva. The moment he saw Ye Ling, he acted like a mouse seeing a cat, and also realized why Ye Ling wanted to avoid him.

"It's you!"

"It's you who injured Li Mang, you, Ye Ling, are doomed!"

Zhao Yu did not compromise, but instead roared at Ye Ling with a sinister smile, showing his arrogance and arrogance, because he knew that the Ye Family was about to be annihilated, how could he not be happy?

"What?" Li Mang? "

"Isn't that the City Lord's son?"

"…"

Zhao Yu's words instantly caused a controversy among the crowd. After all, Li Mang was the son of the City Lord Li Wushuang, and everyone in the Qingyang City knew about this.

Ye Ling's face flushed red. He naturally knew of this logic but this matter could have been delayed, but because of Zhao Yu's arrival, it made the situation even worse for him.

"What Li Mang?!"

"Don't you dare spout nonsense here!"

Boom! *

Even if Ye Ling were to make a move, even if this matter were to be exposed, he would not let Zhao Yu off the hook. The hatred in his heart needed to be vented, and he also needed to take care of Zhao Yu.

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