Chapter 987: What Are You?

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Chapter 987: What Are You?

Obviously, the young man completely looked down on Ye Qingyun.

Hearing the other party's disdainful tone, Ye Qingyun's eyes gradually narrowed, and he looked at the young man in front of him: "Who are you?"

"Who am I? A martial artist who has entered the Soul Realm is not worthy of knowing my name!" The young man was very domineering, glancing at Ye Qingyun indifferently, completely looking down on people.

His words attracted the attention of many people around him.

Two other parties from the Imperial Academy also came here.

"Who is this person? Cultivation is just a triple soul realm, and he dares to come here?"

"Naturally, it's because I know that there is a treasure in the secret realm of the blade, and I want to try my luck here, but this cultivation is no different from sending him to death, this guy thinks too highly of himself!"

"Aren't all people like that now? Hehe, who doesn't like that, baby?"

"Yes, but even if he gets the treasure, I don't think he will have a life to enjoy!"

whispered around, staring at Ye Qingyun with a playful look, obviously not thinking that Ye Qingyun had any ability.

When the young man heard these words, he couldn't help but raise his head high, looking proud.

And the prince, who was standing beside the young man, sneered.

The day before yesterday, Ye Qingyun not only killed his people, but also snatched his demon dragon arm in front of everyone, which made him very unhappy.

If it weren't for Master Yang's sudden appearance last time, he wouldn't have given up on that matter.

At this moment, when he saw his own person sarcastically speaking against Ye Qingyun, he was naturally willing.

The prince frowned, Ye Qingyun was a member of the prince's party after all, and he was so sarcastic, he was angry in his heart: "Prince, discipline the people around you well!"

"It's really a soft egg, the strength is not good, just stand behind people, waste one!" Unexpectedly, the young man was even more sarcastic, and his words became sharper and sharper.

Obviously, he did this on purpose, just to provoke Ye Qingyun.

When such words are spoken, people feel angry.

However, Ye Qingyun was quite calm, this calm seemed to be dead.

Suddenly, he took a step forward, his eyes became extremely sharp, and his right foot slammed forward, and his body swept away like a cannonball, extremely fast, leaving behind an afterimage.

No one expected him to make a sudden move!

Ye Qingyun's hand quickly grabbed the opponent's neck, and a strong spiritual power roared out, took a step with his left foot, and with a force of his right arm, he directly pulled the young man away.

This scene surprised everyone, and they didn't expect Ye Qingyun to come up directly without saying anything.

Under this tremendous force, the young man's body was like a kite with a broken string, and it fell to the ground fiercely, looking extremely embarrassed.

"You bastard!"

His voice was unusually angry, he was too contemptuous, too careless, otherwise how could such a thing happen?

"Dare to do something to my people?" In the back, when the prince saw this scene, he came back to his senses, and the person in front of him was too bold, and he actually hurt his person under his nose, this is a slap in the face alive.

When the prince saw that the prince was about to make a move, his face also changed, and he walked out without hesitation, exuding a strong spiritual power fluctuation on his body, and said with an unkind face: "Prince, what do you want to do? If you want to make a move on my people, you have to pass me first!"

He was equally unkind.

The young man who insulted Ye Qingyun before was tantamount to insulting him!

Ye Qingyun knew that there was a prince, so it was impossible for the prince to make a move on himself so easily.

He strode away, staring indifferently at the young man in front of him, and his voice was cold: "You can't even deal with me, and you still say I'm a waste? So what are you? Something that is not as good as a waste?"

The voice fell, and everyone's eyes were all focused on Ye Qingyun at this moment.

What a big breath!

However, he was also very right!

Just now, that young man was beaten by Ye Qingyun, what qualifications do you have to say that Ye Qingyun is a waste? Isn't this a joke?

When the young man heard this, his eyes immediately became gloomy, and his face was gloomy, and he was very angry: "Stinky boy, you dare to touch me?"

"Smack!"

After the young man roared, a strong palm force struck fiercely with a low sound of breaking wind, and landed on the young man's face mercilessly.

Suddenly, the young man's face turned into a pig's head, and his teeth flew out with blood.

Countless people were collectively stunned when they saw this scene, no one expected that this young man in white would be so fierce, and he slapped the young man hard in front of the prince.

"Do you know who I am?"

When the young man was beaten like this, he naturally became furious, completely lost his mind, and kept roaring.

"Ridiculous!"

The two cold words fell on his ears, and it was not a taste all over his body, and the next moment, he found that the figure in front of him disappeared again, leaving an afterimage in place.

"Smack!"

The palm wind that had disappeared just now came again, and it was extremely piercing, hitting him in the face, and it hurt and hurt.

His body regressed again.

"You're just a loser, and you want me to know your name?"

A deep voice resounded throughout the heavens and the earth.

The eyes of countless people were focused on the young man in the white robe.

Is this completely disrespectful to the prince?

"What kind of thing are you! If you dare to hurt my princeling, let me teach you a lesson!" A young man standing beside the prince took a step forward with a golden spear in his hand, and suddenly, a golden spear shadow burst into the void.

As soon as he made a move, he was extremely ruthless and murderous.

"It's the person next to the prince, this person is good at robbing, his blood soul is a phantom spear, and his own cultivation is in the eightfold soul realm, it seems that that guy is going to be unlucky!"

"Also, if you offend the prince, sooner or later you will pay a heavy price!"

"This guy is not easy to mess with, even more powerful than the young man just now, his trick is the spear without a shadow, the intention is to be without a shadow, there is a hidden killing intent in the shadowless, it is easy to catch the enemy off guard!"

The voice fell, and the shadow of the gunshots in the sky disappeared in an instant, without a trace.

But with his super high spiritual power, Ye Qingyun could feel that there was a killing intent hidden around him, this killing intent seemed to be invisible, but when he felt it carefully, it seemed to be substantial, as if it was close to your body.

A ferocious look appeared on the man's face, as if he saw the young man in white in front of him die tragically in his spear.

"It's your honor to die without a shadow of my spear!" his voice carried a strong confidence, he didn't believe that Ye Qingyun could escape the martial arts he was proud of.

"Are you overestimating yourself by just trying to deal with me?"