The strongest god-level bear child system

Chapter 1042 Opponent, I have no opponent
In a courtyard to the east of the mansion, an old man in blue robes was sitting cross-legged on a futon with his eyes closed. He suddenly opened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

In the other courtyards, those who wanted to spy on Ye Xiaofan also opened their eyes in unison, spit out a mouthful of black blood, their faces were extremely pale, and their expressions were full of shock.

...

Outside the wing room in the east courtyard, a young man held a sword and practiced swordsmanship. His movement was ethereal and unrestrained. Wisps of sword light were like sharp arrows, dividing the air into several parts.

The young man stood with his sword closed, his face full of arrogance, and his eyes projected extreme conceit. He is the No. 1 of the younger generation of the Ye family. Ye Bucai, with his sword skills, crushed countless people of his age.

Nature is qualified to be proud and conceited.

"Grandpa, have you finished your retreat?"

When Ye Bucai saw the old man in blue robe coming out of the wing room, he immediately saluted respectfully.

This blue-robed old man is Ye Yiyan, the current third elder of the Ye family. He is a third-level Mahayana cultivator. His strength is extremely terrifying, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is close to an immortal.

"No, you have an opponent."

The blood at the corner of Ye Yiyan's mouth had been wiped clean long ago. Standing at the door, looking at Ye Bucai, he said calmly.

"Adversary? The Ye family, the younger generation, who can be my opponent?"

"In less than 1000 years, I will be able to break through the Mahayana realm. At that time, with my sword skills, who in the entire Ye family is worthy of being my opponent?"

Hearing this, Ye Bucai immediately gave a disdainful smile, shook his head with a sneer, and raised his haughty face.

"Don't be arrogant."

Ye Yiyan straightened his face, a little unhappy.

"Grandpa, I don't have it. I'm just telling the truth. In the future, it is estimated that in the entire Wuluo Shenzhou, I will be the only one who is qualified to become an immortal."

Ye Bucai's expression was still arrogant, without any restraint.

"Do you still remember the Patriarch who came back a few months ago?"
"Grandpa, you are talking about that old trash Ye Nantian, so what can he do when he comes back, he can't survive the calamity of an immortal, and instead shook his soul away."

"Don't call the Patriarch by his name directly."

Ye Yiyan's expression was slightly angry, and he slapped Ye Bucai back a few steps, and the anger in his heart dissipated a little: "His son is back, and the opponent I was talking about is his son."

"His son, what is it? Grandpa, wait, I'll go and beat his son up right now, and let him see who is the genius in this Ye family."
Ye Bucai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, put the sword in the scabbard on his back, and left the yard without looking back.

"Hey, how can I be so rebellious to my grandson, anyway, let's dispel his arrogance and let him know that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky."

Looking at the back of Ye Bucai leaving arrogantly, Ye Yiyan sighed helplessly.

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"Hi, Young Patriarch!"

Along the way, Ye Xiaofan met a lot of Ye family's children, and all the Ye family's children he met respectfully saluted Ye Xiaofan under Ye Sha's introduction.

Not long after, news of the Young Patriarch's return spread from all over the Ye family, and everyone was overwhelmed. They all withdrew from their cultivation. After staying in the Ye Family for so long, they had never heard of the Young Patriarch.

As soon as the news came out, everyone was curious and ran out of the retreat room, wanting to see the young Patriarch's face one after another.

"Where is the young Patriarch? I'm going to subdue him today."

Ye Bucai walked all the way, hearing the name of the young Patriarch, and immediately grabbed a disciple by the collar and asked.

"at, where"

Seeing that it was Ye Bucai, the disciple showed fear and pointed in a direction ahead.

(End of this chapter)