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"If you don't help, why are you spouting so much nonsense? How boring!"
"You …"
Qing Rou was also stunned by Ye He's imposing manner. She pulled Qing Lei's hand and said in a dispirited manner, "Mr Lei, don't bother with him. Let's go!"
"You want to leave? Have you asked me about the black stick in my hand? "Oh, I presume this girl is the one my nephew has taken a liking to. Coincidentally, I'll bring her back with me today, so getting married to my nephew will be a form of wedding celebration. What do you think of this idea?"
"Good, second master's idea is too good!" The rest of Ye Family's minions also followed behind, flattering him, the scene was extremely explosive.
Qing Rou ignored Ye He's words of ridicule and dragged Qing Lei to the entrance of the Mercenary City. Just as she was about to leave, she saw Ye He swing the black stick in his hand.
Unable to find a way out, Qing Rou looked at Wu Tie with a serious expression, "Mr Lei, I will go up and fight with him later. You should take this opportunity to go back and call for reinforcements!"
He casually took down a wooden stick from the entrance of the Mercenary City, and coldly looked at Ye He: "Second Master Ye Family, I believe that your unqualified nephew is someone you taught him third-rate rod techniques. How about this, today, this young master is in a good mood, so he will pass on a few moves to you, and you can pass it to your foolish nephew. Do you have any interest in him?"
"Brat, you're about to die and you're still boasting so shamelessly? Fine, today I'll let you experience the power of my Ye Family Staff Technique!" Ye He got angry from embarrassment. He raised his black stick and in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Qing Lei.
Qing Lei said in a low voice, "Rou, find a chance and escape, did you hear that?!" The voice was still echoing in the air when the stick in his hand shot out and clashed with Ye He's black stick.
Qing Rou knew Qing Lei's strength very well. While they were fighting, she quickly signaled the two black shadows that were hiding in the darkness with her eyes.
The two black shadows immediately understood and were prepared to rescue Qing Lei when he was no match.
"Pop —"
Qing Lei barely managed to avoid this fatal blow. When the two forces collided, a loud sound was emitted. However, the huge force that came from between the sticks caused his hands to be in pain.
Looking at the ugly expression on Qing Lei's face, Ye He smiled and said, "Kid, how are my pole arts? "Don't worry, the good show is yet to come."
Taking advantage of Qing Lei's tight grip on the wooden stick, Ye He directly attacked Huang Long without killing him. However, this time, the momentum was even stronger.
The black stick danced freely in Ye He's hand. Sometimes it would pierce through with a single spear, sometimes it would flip around, sometimes it would sway back and forth, and sometimes it would glow with light. It could be said that there were endless changes.
Qing Lei's pole techniques were not inferior in any way. Sometimes he would hit the sides, sometimes he would be like a dragon that continuously entangled with the black stick, sometimes he would deliberately expose the door, and then he would hit the horse. The two pole techniques were actually somewhat similar.
"Stinking brat, where did you learn that staff technique from? Hurry up and get it from the truth. Maybe I can even leave you with an intact corpse!"
Qing Lei smiled without saying a word. With his wooden stick raised, he launched a forceful attack without any fancy tricks.
"If you don't say it now, it will be too late when you want to say it, hmph!" Ye He was very confident in his pole techniques, but he didn't expect Qing Lei to already see through a lot of his moves. How could this not make him angry?
Ye He finally understood, just by relying on his pole technique to win, it would be a waste of time, so he might as well use his killing move, so as to avoid alarming the people from the Qing Family, and if something went wrong, he would not be able to avenge his nephew. Thinking about this, Ye He secretly used his surging battle qi and secretly gathered on the fist on his back, waiting for Qing Lei to deliver himself to him.
"This is bad!" "Brat, that guy seems to be using some Fighting Technique.
"If that's the case, then I've come at the right time!" Qing Lei also saw the energy fluctuations on Ye He's body. However, he did not hesitate to charge forward. He was only doing this to give Qing Rou some time to escape.
However, when he looked back, Qing Rou was still standing there motionlessly. She didn't even have the slightest intention of leaving.
"You're courting death!" "Tyrant Injury Fist!" Ye He shouted out explosively and released all the anger and resentment in his stomach from the punch he threw out. His battle qi rushed out of his fist like a tornado, and even the surrounding air slightly trembled with it.
Qing Lei immediately activated his Burning Heaven Arts, the Heavenly Refining power quickly flowed through his body and gathered in Qing Lei's palm. In the next moment, he used all of his strength and struck out with his palm, a completely different energy than that of battle qi.
At the intersection of the two forces, a deafening sound resounded through the streets, attracting countless onlookers. The unpredictable rebound knocked Qing Lei, who had lost his center of gravity, dozens of feet away in the blink of an eye.
It was not only the Ye Family mercenaries, but even the spectators could see the way out, so it was likely that Qing Lei was severely injured, but at almost the same time, at the intersection of the fist and palm energies, a hidden force from the palm quickly flew towards the defenseless Ye He's chest.
"Puchi ~ ~" Ye He, who was bleeding profusely, landed heavily on the ground after a while. When everyone looked at Qing Lei again, he had already stood up safely. He looked coldly at the group of mercenaries and said with a murderous look, "Those who don't want to die, move aside!"
The mercenaries were all shocked by the scene in front of them. How could they dare to stop them? They could only watch with wide eyes as Qing Lei and Qing Rou swaggered out of the Mercenary City and approached Ye He.
"You, you bastard!" Ye He had long been disrupted by the powerful palm energy, and could only struggle to resist the chaotic force in his body. He could only watch helplessly as Qing Lei lifted his foot and stepped on Ye He's two hands.
Ye He who had both his hands crippled probably could not hold on to his black stick anymore. He could only sit on the ground and scream in pain to vent the anger in his heart.
"Ah!
"Stinky brat, don't fall into my hands, or else I will make you beg for death!"
Outside of the crowd, Qing Lei called out very respectfully: "Master!"
The old man was used to being cold. He was a bit embarrassed as he awkwardly said, "Hmm, the time for the breakthrough is almost here. Let's go back and cultivate. If you want to become a strong martial artist, then don't be shy about it!"
Qing Lei nodded his head heavily, he did not forget the humiliation he had suffered for the entire moment. His hard teeth were deeply embedded in his lips as he said coldly: "Zhuge Renjie, Yuan Hao, Yuan Xun, Floating Cloud Pavilion! Three years from now, I want all of you to disappear from the Cloud Dream Continent! "