"Do you think I'm a fool? Do you think I'm so easy to deceive?"
In the maple forest, the heat wave hit the sky and roared continuously.
Ye Suhe's whole body was covered with gorgeous flames, and he looked like a powerful wizard who controlled the power of flames.
The group of people in front of her all had cold expressions on their faces.
The young man at the head asked coldly: "How did you find out?"
Ye Suhe said: "Then you don't have to ask. I am so young and beautiful, and you are older than me at first glance. Why do you call me 'Senior Sister'? You should call me 'Junior Sister'..."
Upon hearing this, the young man immediately yelled: "Are you mentally ill? Just because of this, you suspect that we are up to no good?"
Ye Suhe was even more scornful: "You are not the only one who says that I am mentally ill!"
After saying that, Ye Suhe became even more arrogant, and gorgeous streams of flames swirled around her like a coiled dragon.
At the same time, a unique "wingspan" pattern appeared in Ye Suhe's pupils.
The young man frowned, and while scolding, he rushed forward: "If the organization didn't want to survive, I really want to kill you right now!"
"boom!"
The two palms clashed, causing a powerful aftermath.
The young man and Ye Suhe each pulled back. Seeing this, the others also rushed forward.
Ye Suhe sneered: "You still want to lie to me, don't you know that I, Ye Suhe, am the intellectual ceiling of the Mortal Immortal Holy Academy?"
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, the "wingspan" pattern in Ye Suhe's eyes shone brightly, and a vast power was released from her body.
"The Wrath of Magma!"
With a slight shout, Ye Suhe gathered momentum with one palm, and then struck the ground in front of him with one palm.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Suddenly, pillars of magma and fire broke through the earth one after another, spurting out like a fire dragon.
The people in front did not dare to confront him head-on, and dispersed to both sides.
Two people were unable to avoid it and were hit by the magma fire pillar on the spot, instantly turning into two balls of ashes.
The face of the leading young man also changed. He did not expect Ye Suhe to have such strength.
But at this moment, a cold and solemn aura appeared behind Ye Suhe.
"The descendants of the Flame Demon Clan are indeed worthy of their reputation!"
A low voice entered my ears, and the breath approached quickly.
Ye Suhe turned around and unleashed a scorching flame palm.
The visitor also took action.
"Bang!"
The two palms clashed, Ye Suhe's delicate body shook, and a stream of blood spattered from the corner of his mouth.
But just when the attacker was about to strike with his second palm, Yao Qingzhi, one of the three vice-presidents of the Mortal Immortal Holy Academy, suddenly appeared in the battle.
"Unexpectedly, Mr. Meng Sanye, who is ranked fifth on the Human Massacre List, has arrived, and we, the Mortal Immortal Holy Academy...are not far away to welcome him!"
Yao Qingzhi fell to the ground like a frost star and landed in front of Ye Suhe. She held out an oval mirror, and powerful yin and yang power burst out from the mirror.
"Yin and Yang destroy evil!"
"call out!"
A black and white light shot out suddenly and rushed towards the person in front.
"boom!"
The huge impact caused a shocking wave of yin and yang energy, and the people in front were immediately forced back a few steps by Yao Qingzhi's offensive.
The other party was tall and tall, with gorgeous clothes, and his hands were covered with jade rings. He looked like a rich man who had suddenly become wealthy.
This person was none other than Meng Sanye, who ranked fifth on the list of massacres.
Mr. Meng frowned and looked at Yao Qingzhi who appeared here with some surprise.
"Were you prepared?"
"Humph!" Yao Qingzhi sneered and did not answer.
Immediately afterwards, two more figures descended from the sky, one on the left and one on the right, appearing on both sides of Master Meng.
"Uh-huh!"
"call out!"
These two people are the other two vice presidents, Wen Qin and Shang Heng!
"The killing god on the list of human beings would actually rush into our Mortal Immortal Holy Courtyard to arrest people? It's really interesting!"
Shang Heng clenched the stone staff in his hand, his old eyes shining with sharp light.
Mr. Meng’s frown deepened.
Wen Qin said: "Let's take it easy! Your companions in other places in the Holy Court have been taken care of by us!"
Hearing this, Mr. Meng's heart tightened.
In this way, the Mortal Immortal Holy Courtyard had already taken precautions.
"It seems that the plan has been leaked!" Meng Sanye's tiger eyes flashed coldly, and then he sneered: "You want me, Meng Sanye, to be captured without any help, but you still can't do it!"
After saying that, Meng Sanye burst out with a surge of flames.
Along with mysterious black runes emerging from his body one after another, the sky and the earth were turbulent.
"Great Thousand Darkness·Magic Transformation·Destruction!"
"drink!"
Mr. Meng roared violently, and then punched the ground. In an instant, the ground sank five feet, and cracks violently tore open. Vast amounts of gravel were thrown up like a stormy sea. The two vice presidents Wen Qin and Shang Heng immediately launched a resistance, while Yao Qingzhi immediately protected Ye Suhe and retreated...
"Mission failed, retreat!"
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mr. Meng turned around and left.
When the three deputy deans appeared, he already knew that the mission had failed.
If the entanglement continues, the chance of survival will be lost.
Hearing this, several other assassins from the Underworld organization fled one after another.
Wen Qingang wanted to chase him, but was stopped by Shang Heng.
"No need to chase..."
"Huh?" Wen Qin was confused.
Shang Heng explained: "The strength of Mr. Meng is not inferior to that of you or me. If you push him into a hurry, he may jump over the wall!"
Yao Qingzhi also said: "Yes, there should be his companions outside the Holy Courtyard to support him, so let's give it up for now!"
With that said, Yao Qingzhi glanced at Ye Suhe behind him.
The target of the underworld organization this time was Ye Suhe, mainly because the other party was fine, so there was no loss.
Wen Qin nodded: "Okay!"
Immediately, Ye Suhe also came over: "Who are they? Why did you come here?"
Ye Suhe was a little confused.
She didn't know what was happening yet.
Yao Qingzhi explained: "It was Xiao Nuo who sent the news, saying that someone is going to harm you and wants us to strengthen our protection!"
"Xiao Nuo?" Ye Suhe's eyes lit up, and she asked again: "Where has he gone?"
"It is said that he went to the Eastern Wasteland..."
"Donghuang? He went back again?" Ye Suhe was a little confused.
Shang Heng looked at Ye Suhe with a slightly complicated expression: "I didn't expect you to be a descendant of the Flame Demon clan!"
Ye Suhe raised his eyebrows slightly: "I am a relatively low-key person, and I won't publicize this kind of thing everywhere!"
Yao Qingzhi said: "If you had publicized it earlier, the Mortal Immortal Holy Academy would have valued you long ago."
Ye Suhe replied: "It doesn't matter, I'm used to being alone."
Shang Heng raised his eyes lightly and followed: "Don't be alone for now. They may leave and come back. For the time being, you can temporarily live with Dean Yao Qingzhi!"
Immediately, he said to Wen Qin: "In addition, to strengthen the management of the Mortal Immortal Holy Academy, the origin of this 'underworld organization' also needs to be investigated carefully!"
Wen Qin and Yao Qingzhi both nodded, their expressions somewhat solemn.
…
The other side!
Donghuang!
Piaomiao Sect!
Since Holy Tree City had been destroyed by the battle, Xiao Nuo brought Yan Beishan and Yan Ying back to the original Piaomiao Sect.
Outside a spacious and bright room, the blue monster Snowball was lying on the ground, his breath weak.
Its body was wrapped in thick bandages, and its original white fur was stained with a lot of blood and medicine.
Even though the blue monster was seriously injured, it still stayed outside the room because there were people it cared about the most.
in the room,
Xiao Nuo looked at the petite figure lying on the bed with a serious expression. Yan Ying's breath was very weak.
"What on earth happened?" Xiao Nuo asked Yan Beishan behind him.
