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Untitled Part 87

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364 – Turn you into a corpse in the gutters

364 – Turn you into a corpse in the gutters

Ye Qingyu grabbed at him, saying, "Don't tarry here too long with these people, first let's save the person. Do you know the person called Qiu Fenghan?"

[Avalanche] nodded his head. "That's right, she is one of the military heads of the backline operations of the [Whip of the Thunder Deity] army..."

"If you know, then all is good. Follow me... my brothers, I'll leave the matter below to you. Protect the corpse of this little brother, do your best not to kill anyone," Ye Qingyu said something, his figure flashed. He directly headed towards the direction of the five or six noble figures rapidly. In an instant, he was in front of these figures and walked down through the hallway.

"Scram away."

An enraged yell.

A blade light exploded out from the fifth floor, that struck to kill everything in front of it. It's aura was extremely vicious.

Ye Qingyu let out a cold snort. Within the air, he grabbed and held this sword light.

The glimmer from the sword light retreated, it was a long steel blade.

Ye Qingyu's figure charged forward. With a movement of his palm, and a ping, the long blade was snapped in pieces.

The person who threw the sword was namely the other expert bodyguard next to Young Master Du.

His face was filled with shock and astonishment. He could only feel a powerful force that came along with the broken sword. His figure could not help but fly backwards.

Ye Qingyu's figure landed.

[Avalanche] also landed next to him.

"Find her." Ye Qingyu gave [Avalanche] a glance, and said in a low voice.

[Avalanche] nodded his head. He directly pushed open the doors of the private rooms and began searching one by one.

"Quickly stop, you dare..." the manager who had once welcomed the noble young master in green clothing suddenly charged forwards to block him, attempting to detain him.

"Scram away!"

[Avalanche] gave him a slight shove and the manager was sent flying.

"You are." Within the five or six noble young masters, there was someone with a furious face. Pointing at Ye Qingyu, he said, "Just who are you, to dare to be so mannerless in front of us. Do you know who we are?"

Ye Qingyu did not say anything. His consciousness slowly spread out around everywhere, surveilling everything around.

"Hmph, daring!" That noble young master shouted. "People come... what are you doing, capture him, capture him. Whoever dares resist, kill them."

There were two bodyguards that charged over.

The light of the blades were like lightning.

The glimmer of the swords was like a projectile.

Ye Qingyu stood where he was. Casually extending his hand, he grabbed the blade and sword with his hand. With a slight exertion of strength from his fingers, that blade and sword was crushed into scattered powder and sent flying backwards. Those two bodyguards that were around the sixty Spirit springs or so of cultivation, had no way of blieving the hilt that had left from their weapons. Their expression was like they had just seen a ghost, not daring to near and scrambled backwards in a panic.