The Strongest Abandoned Son
Chapter 151: You All Stand
Ye Mo looked at the person who was talking to him. The person was less than 40 and had a face like a candle. He has a very strange long sword — the blade is not long, but the blade is deep black which does not match the wax yellow face of its owner.
This person should be much stronger than Hu Qiu. Although he was not as strong as Wu Qiang, he should be on the same level as Zhang Jue.
Ye Mo had not expected that there would be such a master in the Ye Family Home. According to his experience, this person was a Tertiary Level Yellow martial artist. If Ye Mo was still a Stage 2 Chi Gathering, then he would not even think before leaving. He would not be able to leave unscathed even alone let alone with Ye Ling on his back.
But now, he was at the Stage 3 Chi Gathering. Wu Qiang could not even hold 20 steps away from him, and this person was weaker than Wu Qiang.
Ye Mo was still wondering whether to kill him when this man's long sword howled to his waist. As the man attacked, there was no doubt as if he wanted to cut Ye Mo in half.
Even though it was only one swing, what appeared in his eyes were dozens of blades. Even Hu Qiu's whip prowess was much lower than this person's sword skill.
The speed and transformation on this swing was indeed a rare sight. To become an expert in this sword, one not only needed to practice rare techniques, but they also needed a certain amount of qi. Ye Mo knew that the sword would not cut his waist but his legs.
The man probably saw him attacking, so he judged that Ye Mo would be able to avoid this swing. Then, his killing blow would become a piece of land. Before the swing was complete, he focused all his strength onto his lower body and also started squatting. Ye Mo saw this subtle change. No matter where he landed, as long as he was within a 10-meter radius, he would lose his leg.
Of course, if he could not even avoid the first swing, he would lose his waist. It seemed that he was quite loyal to Ye Mo dodging the first swing and then cutting off his legs with a second swing.
Ye Mo sneered. There was no challenge in fighting someone of some caliber inferior to him. Every move of the opponent was in his prediction.
Despite having Ye Ling on his back, Ye Mo slightly twisted his waist and dozens of sword shadows were avoided.
Of course, as soon as this man saw Ye Mo dodging his swing, he was instead pleased. The blade did not pause for a moment before turning to the arch swing from the ground. Under the dim yellow light, this swing was like a mercury spill covering a radius of 7 meters.
He sneered. No matter how strong Ye Mo was, as long as he landed, he could cut off Ye Mo's leg.
Ye Mo could not land. Even if he brought Ye Ling, he could use the Wind Controlling Art and glide over 10 meters before landing. Thus, the moment his foot landed, the silver on the ground disappeared, leaving the long sword that was stepped on under his feet.
The man's smirking face froze. He never expected that someone could stop his steps using unimaginable means.
Surprised, the man immediately reacted. The sword in his hand revolved in an attempt to pull the sword from under Ye Mo's feet.
Ye Mo felt an extremely attractive force from under his feet. Just when he wanted to use more power, the sword broke into two segments. The man held onto half a sword and, without a doubt, the long sword turned into a glint that smashed into Ye Mo's stomach. Meanwhile, he followed behind the sword hilt as his two hands turned into shadows that charged towards Ye Mo's chest.
Ye Mo did not expect this fellow to be so great in longswords and fists.
As the sword was about to hit Ye Mo's stomach, he raised his leg and kicked the sword. Then, with one fist, he punched the shadow of the man's fist.
Bang out! Bang out! The clash of fists and palms resounded.
Cracked, Ye Mo did not hold back at all. He used the fastest speed and sealed the shadow of the man's fist while twisting both of the man's wrists until it broke.
The man took a few steps back and his wax-yellow face turned pale. The pain on his face could not cover his shock. Even though he was a Tertiary Level Yellow martial artist, even those at the peak of the Yellow Level could not defeat him. However, this young man who was much smaller than him easily broke through his killing move and sealed all the shadows of his fist and then broke his wrist.
Ever since he graduated, this was the first time he had met someone so powerful. Why had he never heard of this man in the hidden sect? He could not even last ten steps before he was defeated horribly.
Ye Mo grimly looked at the man. “Do you want to cut off one or both of my legs then?”
Ye Mo was unsure as the man was extremely adept with the move; if Ye Mo failed to step on the knife, then the man could do anything he wanted at Ye Mo's feet.
“Alright, I'll return the favor.” Then, Ye Mo kicked half of the sword, and it turned into a white beam that was faster than when the man swung his sword at Ye Mo.
Pshhhh! A faint voice echoed.
When the man realized what was happening, his left leg was severed. Ye Mo had disappeared in front of him. He looked to where Ye Mo disappeared in fear until blood came out of his wound before he thought of stopping the bleeding.
The sword was an ordinary throw, yet it still cut off his leg like tofu. Who her? Who her? How could he be so horrible and powerful. If this fellow wanted to exterminate the Ye Family, even if he had a few more helpers, they would still be no match for him. How could he meet such a master in an urban city? The man could not help but to start trembling.
“Master, what's up?” A young man in his 20s rushed over and helped the unsteady man get up.
The man saw the young man coming and heaved a sigh of relief before immediately saying, “My wrist is broken, immediately grab my severed leg and take me away from this place as far as possible. Quick, now. ”
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“20 to 30 plus people Huang Yue, why are they still not here? Wenjin, look. ”Ye Beirong had calmed down by now; no matter who the young man was, he would still kill him after asking him a few things. The Ye family was not a place where people could come and go.
“No need, I came,” a cold voice sounded at the door.
Ye Beirong suddenly stood up and looked at Ye Mo in disbelief. Ye Mo was obviously not captured. After some time, he reacted, “How did you get in? What happened to Huang Yue and the others? ”
“Didn't you tell me to come in? Are you talking about that yellow-faced longsword user? I cut off his leg and broke his wrist. She had been saved now, ”Ye Mo stared coldly at Ye Beirong before saying.
“What?” Ye Beirong's head buzzed. Others did not know Huang Ye's strength, but he was too clear. This man said he cut off Huang Yue's leg, so how strong was he? And why does he look a bit familiar?
Of course, Ye Long also knew how strong Huang Yue was. Now Ye Mo said this, he could not believe it, but soon, people came in and reported to him what was happening outside. The way Ye Long looked at Ye Mo immediately changed. A person who could cut off Huang Yue's leg was definitely from a hidden sect.
Ye Beirong also heard the report and showed a serious face. He immediately said in a low voice, “Report immediately.”
“Brother, why are you back here?” Ye Ling looked at this hall in fear. He was sentenced to death here in the morning and had to be flogged for three days. Therefore, as soon as he came to this house, he felt a natural fear.
“Who are you? How dare you become so arrogant, don't you know, this is the Ye Family? Ye Ling, how dare you bring an outsider to rampage here, ”Ye Weiqi saw her father's dissatisfaction and shouted.
Ye Mo clearly glanced at Ye Wenqi. “Are you deaf, didn't you hear Ye Ling calling me brother.I'm Ye Mo, but I'm not a member of this family anymore. “
Of course, Ye Mo would never admit that he was from the Ye Family. Regardless of whether Ye Wentian was his real father in this world, he was still not from the Ye Family.
“You are Ye Mo?” Ye Long stood up and looked at Ye Mo in shock. He finally understood why Ye Mo could still be fine after killing Song Shaowen. With his ability to cut off Huang Yue's legs, it was too easy for him to kill some of the Song Family's people and escape. It was not that the Song Family did not want to retaliate, but they did not dare. Judging from that, their intel was much inferior to the Song Family.
If Ye Long could understand this, of course, Ye Beirong could too. He did not expect Ye Mo to grow into this country.
Ye Beirong calmed back down and held back the shock in his heart. He sat down and looked at Ye Mo. “Because you are Ye Mo and a member of the Ye Family, why did you break down the mosque door?”
“Dad, I actually tested Ye Mo's blood in the hospital, he is not from Your Family, ”at this time, Ye Wenqi spoke.
“Silent,” chirps Ye Beirong.
Ye Mo sneered. “Of course I'm not from the Ye Family, I don't need you to remind me. I never considered myself a member of this family. The reason I still haven't left today is to collect a debt. Who hit Ye Ling yesterday, all of you stood out. Otherwise, don't blame me for killing all of you. Don't doubt my words. “