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Chapter four hundred and sixty seventh feast no good feast 7

Facing the resentful eyes of Shangguan Cang, the powerful Spirit Emperor, Ye Yaorao was not at all panicked, she still looked cold and even showed a faintly relaxed expression, as if he was a talented man who went out to play, and accidentally stepped on an ant to death.

Now the ant's father wants to avenge the ant, but no matter how powerful the ant is, it is just an ant. Ye Yaorao can kill him with just one finger.

"You are Shangguan Cang? It's indeed an immortal thing, but today no one will say that you are immortal, because I will send you on the way!"

When Ye Yaorao said this, the expression on her face was still cold and elegant, with a hint of arrogance in her coldness and a little arrogance in her unrulyness. It was as natural as a high-ranking emperor who was judging the ministers under her command, making people feel unresisting.

However, as a master of the Spirit Emperor, Shangguan Cang obviously retained his consciousness and seemed to see Ye Yaorao's extraordinaryness. Years of experience made the old fox, Shangguan Cang, make the wisest choice in front of him. He teleported behind Ye Yaorao, and Shangguan Cang's palm silently waved to Ye Yaorao's back.

The full-strength attack from the Spirit Emperor master would not feel good even if Ye Yaorao Tongtian’s cultivation level was hit by this palm. However, Ye Yaorao’s figure suddenly became illusory when Shangguan Cang’s palm was about to be hit, and Shangguan Cang’s palm fell into the empty space.

"Is it just these two moves? That would disappoint me too much!"

Ye Yaorao's voice came faintly, and there was still a trace of coldness in the charm. Shangguan Cang couldn't help but tremble slightly when he heard this. He had done a very good job of the sneak attack just now. He just grasped the timing and degree of attack, but even such a killing attack was easily avoided by Ye Yaorao, which made him feel chilled.

Shangguan Cang stared at Ye Yaorao who appeared again at some point, and a deep voice appeared in his eyes: "Who are you? I have heard of the famous figures on Big 6."

Ye Yaorao looked at Shangguan Cang with disdain and smiled contemptuously, like a poppy flower swaying in the breeze, extremely beautiful but full of fatal danger. "I will not change my name or change my surname, Ye Yaorao is my name!"

Shangguan Cang was shocked when he heard this, his whole body was trembling, and his old face suddenly swelled as bright as a monkey's butt, and he said tremblingly: "Ye Yaorao? Ye Yaorao, the legendary master of all beasts, Ye Yaorao?"

Ye Yaorao waved her sleeves, and as she danced, she brought a rain of flowers to the point of falling. Her eyebrows raised and she said with endless arrogance: "What do you have to know? It's the deity. Now you should be convinced, right?"

Shangguan Cang's face, which had been extremely arrogant from beginning to end, finally showed a decadent look on his face. He already knew that Ye Yaorao in front of him was not a person he could afford, but he was still unwilling to let go: "Why? I and Lord Emperor, you have never had any grudges, why did you interfere in my affairs?"

Shangguan Cang was indeed very confused. How could a fairy-like figure like Ye Yaorao care about these idiots? Perhaps there may be any misunderstandings, but Ye Yaorao's next words made Shangguan Cang's heart sink to the bottom.

Ye Yaorao moved her light steps, as elegant as a spirit cat and as domineering as a tiger. She came to Murong Ningyue, stretched out her jade-like palm to stroke Murong Ningyue's cheek and said to Shangguan Cang: "Someone wants to kill my wife, it's a coincidence that she is from your Shangguan family!"
Chapter completed!
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