As Han Qianqian moved, the Heavenly Fire Moon Wheel and the Jade Sword, in an instant, folded back and obediently flew back into Han Qianqian's hands.
"Your men, those who died, those who ran away, you are left alone again." With a slight turn back, Han Qianqian looked coldly at Ye Gucheng in front of him.
Like a dog that has lost its home!
"Very unhappy and very puzzled? Why did you lose again?" Han Qianqian gave a soft smile.
Even though those two men had run away, to Han Qianqian, that didn't matter.
Anyway, it would be enough for Cool-Son Yeh to leave his dog's life behind.
"Yes, I am not convinced, I am puzzled, why is God so unfair, giving you this bitch unknown shit luck, allowing you to practice what kind of evil method and flaunt your power in front of me?" Speaking of this, Cool-Son Yeh's heart was incomparably angry and aggrieved.
He was the one who should be the Chosen One, not this worthless dead piece of shit in front of him.
"If you didn't have that bit of shit luck, with you Han Qianqian, a punk, you would only ever be trampled on the ground by me, do you understand?" Ye Gucheng roared at the top of his lungs.
"Only incompetent people will always blame God for all their failures." Han Qianqian shook his head helplessly; up to now, Cool-Son Yeh still looked like he was stubborn.
The so-called genius was not just limited to a certain aspect of genius. From the point of view of his special physical conditions, he was indeed superior to Han Qianqian.
But heart quality, intelligence, emotions and so on, were actually a kind of talent. In this regard, not to mention that Cool-Son Yeh could not compare with Han Qianqian, even compared to most ordinary people, he seemed too narrow-minded and full of flaws.
Genius?
In Han Qianqian's eyes, this kind of person was not even qualified to join the Mystic Alliance, so what kind of genius was he talking about?
"Don't bullshit me about this, Han Qianqian, you're just a small slave of the Voidless Clan, what qualifications do you have to preach in front of me?"
"I am the main disciple of the Voidless Sect, the candidate for the future Sect Leader, what secret techniques am I not more proficient in than you?" At Han Qianqian's words, Ye Gucheng rebuked angrily and bitterly.
"I never intended to lecture you." Han Qianqian laughed disdainfully, "Do you want to know why you can't beat me?"
Cool-Son Yeh did not speak, but those eyes like those of a hunting dog were staring deadly at Han Qianqian.
Of course he wanted to know, even to the point of going crazy at this point.
"If the devil is high, naturally the path is one foot high, remember, your father will always be your father, and definitely not your father just because you have a son." Han Qianqian laughed blandly.
Hearing these words, Ye Gucheng, who had been extremely serious, froze for a moment, and then became furious.
He wanted to hear the reason why Han Qianqian was still getting stronger, so that he could blame his failure on it, but after waiting for half a day, he only got this sentence, so he was naturally furious.
"Fuck, you humiliated me!?" Ye Gucheng said angrily.
At this moment, the woman in green next to him could not help but snort a laugh.
In such a tense atmosphere, she shouldn't have done so, but she just couldn't help it.
Like Cool-Son Yeh, she had been jealous and serious about hearing the reason for it, but she had heard Han Qianqian's serious nonsense, taking advantage of people in the process.
Seeing that woman laughing, the fire of jealousy in Cool-Son Yeh's heart made the anger burn even more wildly!
"Humiliate you? It's your good fortune to recognize me as your father, I don't even care to have a bastard son like you." Han Qianqian laughed coldly, and in the next second, had already rushed directly towards Ye Gucheng.
Ye Gucheng had also long been furious, and his demonic Qi directly coalesced on his body, but ......
"Bang!"
The body violently and heavily smashed directly onto the stone mountain behind him, the huge impact even caused the whole mountain to tremble slightly, a large number of falling rocks came down from above and smashed onto Ye Lucheng's body, as well as Han Qianqian who had his neck stuck in one hand.
With their cultivation levels, the falling rocks naturally did not cause any damage to their bodies, but they did not let this change the way they looked at each other.
One was full of anger and resentment, while the other was full of cold contempt!
Ye Gucheng struggled for a moment, but did not break free, and simply chose to give up.
"For the sake of fellow disciples, I have given you countless chances, but Cool-Son Yeh, you have absolutely no idea what it means to cherish." Shaking his head gently, in the next second, Han Qianqian's hostile aura suddenly radiated from his eyes.
"Now, use your dog's life to atone for those sins that you can't atone for at all." With a cold cry, his hands were violently pressed!
"Ka-rub!"
Blood spurted out of Cool-Son Yeh's mouth, but at this moment, Cool-Son Yeh was suddenly laughing loudly, "Haha, hahaha, Han Qianqian, you want to kill me? Just by you? Hahahaha, hahahaha!"
Han Qianqian didn't bother to pay attention to him, his teeth clenched slightly, and his hand was stuck in a deadly position, giving Cool-Son Yeh the final fatal blow!
But what confused Han Qianqian happened, his hand suddenly as if squeezed on air, and before his eyes, Ye Gucheng also turned into a cloud of black gas, floating in the air ......