Volume 1, Chapter 143: Cut off the old slave's arm.

Upon hearing this, Chao Yu shifted his gaze from him to Ye Tingmu, with a hint of provocation on the corner of his mouth.

Then he continued to look at Wan Jin, with hostility in his eyes.

"A few times... until I'm satisfied."

Wan Jin was shocked. This was obviously an intentional embarrassment.

He gritted his teeth and looked up suddenly.

Look at Chaoyu.

"Third Prince, even if you are a prince, you can't be as aggressive as you are, right?"

Although the words were harsh, the tone was full of lack of confidence.

There is even a hint of tremolo.

"Why, let me help you then."

Chao Yu raised the corner of his mouth slightly and spoke coldly again.

Ten thousand golds were in his heart, and he whispered to himself.

"You're so cruel."

"Hurry up, why are you still standing there? Your Highness's patience is limited."

At this time, the eunuch warned with a feminine look on his face.

It perfectly portrays the so-called villain's success.

Ye Tingmu saw everything and knew that the other party was obviously targeting him.

This million gold was just to block the knife for himself.

And this ten thousand gold is relatively good for me.

Although we just met, he gave her money and clothes.

Now I am invited to a place like this to eat.

With his personality, he can't just ignore it.

If it's not the person you're related to, then just forget it and pretend you didn't see anything.

But today's Wan Jin is different.

This feeling is naturally not about love, it's just some overlap.

Besides, since the other party is coming for me, I can't be timid.

Otherwise, the other party will think you are easy to bully.

I'm afraid it will get worse in the future.

Since Feng He’s identity is already known to me.

It was only a matter of time before he had trouble with the so-called Third Prince.

Earlier, later, no difference.

Why not now?

On this day at Tianyaju, tell him and also tell the King of Beimang.

My Ye family is not someone to be trifled with.

If we want the throne, we can grab it. If we don’t want it, it’s none of your business.

At this moment, Wan Jin was filled with hatred and fear, and was just about to slap himself in the face.

Ye Tingmu's voice reached his ears, and it sounded like the sound of nature. It made him feel relieved and deeply moved at the same time.

"Fatty, come back here."

His palm stopped in mid-air, and then he turned his head to look at Ye Tingmu, with a hint of red in his eyes.

"Master...I..."

But Ye Tingmu didn't finish his words, and continued in a cold voice: "Today, while I am here, no one can touch you. No matter whether you are a prince or an emperor, you must always be reasonable."

His voice was cold, yet it carried an unquestionable air.

Chao Yu saw Ye Tingmu speak and looked up at him.

The hostility in his eyes was like scarlet mist, filling his eye sockets.

He said arrogantly: "If it were today, this prince would not listen to this reason?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Tingmu raised his right hand and drew the sword from his back.

The thunder comes out of the body.

Accompanied by purple lightning and thunder.

The white sun is lush.

Ye Tingmu drew out his sword and thrust it into the long table in front of him.

With a "bang".

The five-foot sword that turned into thunder trembled violently.

Make a pleasant sword sound.

Ye Tingmu also said softly, "Then let's fight."

Since ancient times, the strong have the final say.

If you don't reason with me, it means you think you are strong.

But today I want to tell you that I am better than you.

As soon as these words came out.

It was very quiet.

Even the supervisor who was still groaning in pain on the ground was frightened by the sight of Ye Tingmu drawing his sword and quickly shut up.

The guard beside Chao Yu looked at Ye Tingmu vigilantly, with the long sword in his hand ready to be drawn.

Wan Jin swallowed the spit and his Adam's apple moved frequently.

I exclaimed in my heart.

"So handsome! My master is so handsome! Is he drawing his sword for me?"

His eyes were full of admiration and gratitude.

Chao Yu's face twitched, and his expression became even more sinister.

The young man next to him who looked like his father had drawn his sword against him yesterday.

Today, Ye Tingmu actually drew his sword against him again.

He totally doesn't take himself seriously.

At this moment, he was so angry that his whole body was shaking, his fists were clenched so hard that they were cracking, and he just stared at Ye Tingmu.

Ye Tingmu also stared at him without blinking or dodging.

"You're looking for death."

Ye Tingmu raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Do you dare to kill me?"

The commotion just now naturally attracted the attention of people downstairs.

At this time, on the corridor, there was a group of guys who were watching the fun and not afraid of death. They stretched their heads and looked out.

"I'm going to draw my sword. It's time to fight..."

"Hiss, who is so powerful that dares to challenge the prince?"

"It seems to be the young master of the Wan family, the evil young master Wan Jin."

"That's nonsense! It's clearly Shangyun Scholar, okay?"

"I'll go, that's not surprising."

"That's really awesome! I just entered the city yesterday and I've already done it with the Third Prince twice."

"I don't think a fight would break out... He's a prince after all. No matter how powerful Shangyun Shusheng is, would he dare to hit a prince?"

"Don't be so confident. Didn't you hear that he beheaded the county magistrate in Jinzhou and even killed the deputy city lord in front of General Hu in Shangyun?"

"Why worry about it? Let's not talk about whether he dares to fight or not. The prince is of royal blood. Does the God Clan understand? Whether he can win or not is another matter."

"You're right..."

At this time, one person in the crowd learned that the people they were fighting against were Ye Tingmu and the third prince.

He left in a hurry and headed towards the Beimang government office.

Faced with Ye Tingmu's provocation, Chao Yu's expression changed from gloomy to bright.

Then he said frankly.

"You're right. I won't touch you or your brother now, but I can kill this fat guy if I want."

When he said this, his expression became extremely sinister again.

"Eunuch Wang, kill him for me."

"I obey your orders, old slave."

The eunuch's aura suddenly exploded as he spoke.

Wan Jin's heart skipped a beat.

He was only at the second level of Kaiyuan Realm. Facing Shenyou, he was like an ant.

It's impossible to block it.

His pupils constricted as he looked at the eunuch who was rushing towards him.

Retreat in panic.

He cried out: "Master, save me..."

A cold light flashed in Ye Tingmu's eyes.

Drink a full drink.

"How dare you, you little dog slave!"

Then he took a step into empty air.

Then he grasped the lightning in his hand.

The first of the Thirteen Swords of Heaven and Earth.

The sword energy was as strong as the wind.

When the sword came out, his entire body disappeared from the spot.

In the top-level private room, a strong wind suddenly blew up out of nowhere.

The wind blew the hair of the people in the field.

The green curtain began to dance gracefully.

The old eunuch's expression became stern.

The long nails in his hands were shining with cold light and were about to fall.

Ye Tingmu suddenly passed through Wan Jin and came in front of him.

Then he raised his sword.

A white light swept across the sky.

With a rustling sound.

The sound of the sword was accompanied by the sound of the wind.

There was also a shout.

Where the tip of the Hualei sword floated up, a pool of blood mist splashed up.

Then a withered and yellow palm also flew out.

The eunuch roared, his eyes full of fear.

Holding the broken wrist, he retreated repeatedly.