At the front yard of the Ye Mansion, a group of over a dozen Yun Family guards stood menacingly with swords and knives in hand, led by a young man named Yun He.
Yun He sneered at Ye Qingfeng, Liu Yuemei, and Ye Feifei, whose faces were flushed with anger, and said, "What are we doing? Liu Yuemei, you still have the face to ask me what we are doing?"
"Ye Wushuang committed such an unforgivable act that even heaven is furious and people resent it. Our young lady is kind-hearted and spared his life. But don't forget, the residence you Ye family are living in now was lent to you by our Yun family. Now, I represent the Yun family to take back this residence!"
Upon hearing this, Ye Qingfeng, leaning on a cane, staggered and his hands trembled with rage.
"Yun He, has your Yun family shamed itself to such an extent?"
"Your Yun family head took an ancient sword from our Ye family as an exchange for this residence. Now you want to take it back?"
Upon hearing this, Yun He just laughed, casually tossed a rusty ancient sword onto the ground.
"This sword, right? I thought it was a treasure your Ye family had preserved until now, but it turns out to be just a piece of scrap iron. Here, take it back, and now you can get out of here!"
Yun He, with a complacent attitude, said lazily, "Don't make me drive you out, or it won't be good for either of us when it comes to face!"
Ye Feifei, at this time, nestled against Liu Yuemei, looked at Yun He's shameless appearance and said resentfully, "You will be repaid, and your Yun family will be repaid too!"
"You little girl, quite venomous with your words. I think it's not the Yun family that will be repaid, but your Ye family, which has gradually declined to this point. Stop talking nonsense and get out of here."
As Yun He spoke, he stepped forward.
Liu Yuemei at this moment shielded her daughter behind her, looked at Yun He, and said coldly, "We will leave, no need for you to drive us out!"
Upon hearing this, Yun He glanced at Liu Yuemei.
Although Liu Yuemei is a mother of two children and over forty years old, she is said to come from a big family in the imperial capital. Over the years, although she has been overworked, her appearance is still there.
She is still graceful and charming.
Yun He was tempted for a moment, chuckled, and said, "Liu Yuemei, what are you guarding this home for? Why don't you follow me in the future, and I will take good care of you and protect you?"
"Yun He!"
Liu Yuemei saw the covetousness in Yun He's eyes, her face became even colder, and she said, "Please respect yourself!"
"Respect myself? I just don't want to?"
Yun He chuckled, stepped forward, grabbed Liu Yuemei's wrist, and said with a smile, "Anyway, you have nowhere to go, so why not let me have a good time, ha ha ha..."
"Big bad guy!"
At the side, Ye Feifei saw Yun He's malicious intention, grabbed Yun He's arm with both hands, and bit down.
"Ah... You little beast, you want to die!"
Yun He was bitten by Ye Feifei, and he was furious. He shouted and slapped towards Ye Feifei's head.
"Feifei..."
Liu Yuemei's face turned pale instantly.
Yun He is at the fourth level of the Refining the Body Realm, with the strength of eighteen oxen. If this palm falls, Ye Feifei will definitely die.
But just as Yun He's palm was about to fall, it suddenly stopped in mid-air, unable to fall any further.
At this time, Ye Feifei widened her eyes and looked at Yun He's back in disbelief, and said in amazement, "Brother..."
"Yun He!"
A cold voice sounded at this moment, almost word by word, coldly said: "I! Have told you! If you touch my sister again, I will let you die!"
At this moment, everyone in the courtyard was stunned.
Ye Wushuang!
Not dead yet?
Moreover, it seems that there is no injury.
What's even more unbelievable is that Yun He is at the fourth level of the Refining the Body Realm, with the strength of eighteen oxen. How could Ye Wushuang, a waste, hold Yun He's wrist and stop Yun He?
"Shuang'er..."
Ye Qingfeng and Liu Yuemei were also shocked and speechless.
A click sounded at this time, and Ye Wushuang's fingers exerted force, and a scream like a pig being killed sounded at this time.
Yun He's hand bone was broken.
He howled non-stop, and Yun He fell to the ground, his face pale, and roared: "Ye Wushuang, let go, let go, do you want to die, I will kill your whole family!"
"Kill my whole family?"
At this moment, Ye Wushuang's eyes were as cold as an ice cave, looking down at Yun He, and said slowly: "Is that so? You try it!"
At this moment,
Yun He was frightened to find that even if he exerted all his strength, Ye Wushuang's hand was like a pair of pliers, tightly gripping his wrist.
He couldn't break free at all!
How is this possible!
I don't know when, the iron sword that fell to the ground appeared in Ye Wushuang's other hand, and the sword was unsheathed, covered with rust.
But at this moment, holding the iron sword, Ye Wushuang was like a sword god, and the gods and demons dared not offend!
"What are you still doing, kill him, kill him..."
Yun He saw Ye Wushuang holding the sword and hurriedly roared.
In an instant, more than a dozen Yun family guards, holding swords, rushed up at this time.
"From today on, whoever humiliates my Ye family, will be killed without mercy!"
At this moment, Ye Wushuang held Yun He's wrist with one hand and held the iron sword tightly with the other hand, and took a step forward.
A guard with a knife came face to face, and the blade was cut directly down.
But Ye Wushuang dodged in an instant, and the iron sword was directly stabbed out.
A puff sound was heard, and the long sword penetrated his chest, and blood spurted out, and the first person fell down.
At this time, the others rushed to kill, and Ye Wushuang was selfless at this time, holding Yun He with one hand and holding the iron sword tightly with the other hand, and walked directly towards the dozen people.
These Yun family guards are only at the third and fourth levels of the Refining the Body Realm, how can they be Ye Wushuang's opponent now?
A guard at the fourth level of the Refining the Body Realm, holding an iron stick, directly slapped it down.
But Ye Wushuang chopped down with a sword, and when the sword and stick met, a clang sound was heard, and the guard at the fourth level softened his legs, knelt on the ground, and his knees smashed the bluestone ground, making a crackling sound, and his face turned white.
"Die!"
Ye Wushuang shouted a word, and the sword body dropped another foot in an instant, directly chopping to the guard's neck, and a puff sound was heard, and blood spurted out.
In the courtyard, it has become a scene of bloodshed at this time, with arms being cut off and heads flying out, blood flowing and dyeing the ground red, and even the internal organs are flowing all over the ground.
Ye Wushuang is like a demon god, unstoppable.
The wails and screams kept ringing.
Those guards fell down one by one, all of them were cut by the long sword with several fatal injuries, miserable.
On one side, Ye Qingfeng, Liu Yuemei, Ye Feifei, and Uncle He were all scared silly.
This... is still Ye Wushuang?
Soon after, the bloody fight ended, and the courtyard was full of corpses, lying horizontally and vertically, and the smell of blood was thick and rich, and it couldn't be dispersed.
And from beginning to end, Ye Wushuang always held Yun He's wrist and never let go.
At this moment, looking at the limbs and messy corpses on the ground, Yun He was completely silly.
How is this possible?
This is absolutely impossible!
At this time, the bloody sword tip, with blood dripping, was directly pointed at Yun He's breath, and Ye Wushuang's eyes were as sharp as a sword, looking at Yun He.
"Kneel down!"
Yun He was completely scared silly, and he knelt down with a thud.
Ye Wushuang exerted force with one hand, and a click sounded, and Yun He's other arm was broken.