Chapter four hundred and forty-eight hardships of the strong
After taming three four-winged griffins, Ye Lao stopped staying and jumped up. At the same time, he used his sword energy to wrap up Nie Tian, Duanmulu, Gu Wuyou and Goudan, and landed directly on a four-winged griffon.
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Under the stunned attention of everyone, three four-winged griffons soared into the sky, each of them let out a cry, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Above the ground, the dust raised by the four-winged gryphon gradually fell.
Diao Zhengde, Wu Mang, Mo Feng, Qiu Wuhen and others looked blankly at the direction where the four-winged griffon disappeared, unable to react for a long time.
It wasn't until the three four-winged gryphons completely disappeared that a few people reacted.
Qiu Wuhen was the first to react among the others. He suddenly thought of something, his face changed, and he said horrifiedly: "The man just now seemed to call himself Crazy Sword."
"Crazy Sword!?" Upon hearing this name, Mo Feng's face froze slightly, and he said in shock: "Could it be Ye Lingyun, the world-famous Crazy Sword who singled out all the geniuses in Xumi Lingdu eighty years ago!"
"Ye Lingyun!" Diao Zhengde and Wu Mang were stunned at the same time, obviously they were no strangers to this name.
The name Crazy Blade Ye Lingyun may be very unfamiliar to the younger generation, but to warriors over a hundred years old, it is a name that is well known.
Eighty years ago, a heaven-defying swordsman appeared in the Three Thousand Little World, who once set foot in the Sumeru Spiritual Capital to challenge the great geniuses.
At that time, all the great geniuses in Xumi Spiritual Capital were defeated by this man one after another. Even Tang Hao and Mo Zhaojing, who were known as the two monsters in Xumi Spiritual Capital at that time, could only fight with this swordsman.
In the end, the swordsman was defeated by another person and disappeared from sight. In the three thousand small worlds, there was no trace of the Crazy Sword again.
This swordsman is called the Proud Crazy Swordsman, and his real name is Ye Lingyun!
"If he is Ye Lingyun, then what he said before, that the head of the Qiu family has been defeated by him, is not an lie!" Mo Feng looked horrified, suppressing his surprise, his throat made a rumbling sound, and he lost his voice.
"Yes." Wu Mang nodded and said, "Not only that, even Palace Master Zhang was defeated by him!"
Eighty years ago, except for Tang Hao and Mo Zhaojing who could barely compete with Ye Lingyun, all other geniuses were defeated by the latter.
Qiu Shenfeng, the head of the Qiu family, and Tingyin, the advocate of Danwu Diandian, were all defeated by Ye Lingyun.
"No wonder this person is so arrogant! He turned out to be the proud Crazy Swordsman from eighty years ago!" Qiu Wuhen touched his still hot face, his expression even more fearful.
"Master, no matter who he is, even if he is really a world-defying mad swordsman, he will still die if he humiliates a red-clothed elder of the Alchemist Guild!" Diao Zhengde was actually the calmest among the few people, with a sinister look on his face and a heart full of anger.
Said: "Ye Lingyun, even if the Alchemist Guild doesn't kill you, the people from Ling Xuantian Pavilion will definitely kill you!"
Once again, Diao Zhengde actually asked Ling Xuantian Pavilion to kill Ye Lingyun.
With Ye Lingyun's strength, he would have to hire at least a purple-gold or even diamond-level killer from Ling Xuantian Pavilion to kill him.
Can Diao Zhengde be invited?
What is the relationship between him and Ling Xuantian Pavilion?
After a long time, the crowd slowly dispersed.
Soon, crazy news will spread. Ye Lingyun, the proud swordsman who suddenly disappeared eighty years ago, appears again!
And just after the crowd left, two figures quietly appeared in the dark corner like lurking ghosts.
The two figures looked like ghosts and ghosts. They had no aura of warriors or even the aura of a living person. They looked like two moving corpses.
"Is the iron rope on that man's body the Death God's Iron rope?" One of them said, with no emotion in his tone and a very mechanical voice.
"He is the person the City Lord is looking for." The other one nodded, the two made eye contact and immediately disappeared into the darkness.
These two people are both from the City of Chaos, and the city lord they call is the city lord of the City of Chaos.
However, in the City of Chaos, the deputy city lord has always been responsible for managing everything. The real city lord has always been a mystery and has never appeared.
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Above the head, the strong wind roared past.
Nie Tian and others were sitting on the four-winged griffin, and the strong wind in their ears could almost pierce their eardrums.
The other two four-winged griffons followed closely on both sides, as if escorting them.
"Mr. Nie, please introduce these friends of yours." Although Mr. Ye is very strong, under normal circumstances, he seems very friendly and has no airs.
Duanmulu and others introduced themselves.
"Senior's strength is so strong, I admire you so much," Goudan said with a smile.
Mr. Ye didn't have much reaction, he just nodded and smiled, with a hint of bitterness in his smile.
Mr. Ye faced off against the Alchemist Guild, the Mohist Family, and the Qiu Family with great force, and the courage and strength he displayed was deeply impressive.
However, Nie Tian understood one thing: never envy the majesty of the strong.
Behind the majesty, no one knows how much the strong man has paid for it.
Throughout the ages, anyone who can become a peerless strong man has made the most arduous efforts.
They explore like eagles, focus like poisonous snakes, work hard like ants, and have patience like silkworm chrysalises. After all these efforts, they can finally stand in front of the world as strong men.
Especially Mr. Ye, he gave more than the average person.
But what he got was far less than what he paid for.
Forty years ago, he was already at the sixth level of the Divine Wheel, but now he only has the third level of the Divine Wheel, and he has to endure the torture of the magic seal every moment. This kind of pain is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
"Brother Goudan, do you know who Mr. Ye is?" Nie Tian smiled faintly and asked with a strange expression.
Goudan and others shook their heads, they really didn’t know Mr. Ye’s identity.
It's just that Mr. Ye's performance just now was so shocking and domineering.
"Mr. Ye is the arrogant mad swordsman who singled out all the geniuses in Xumi Lingdu eighty years ago!" Nie Tian said briefly, and he spoke vividly.
Goudan and others were dumbfounded and said, "Mr. Ye, how does it feel to fight Master Tang Hao? Isn't it great?"
Tang Hao, Mo Zhaojing and others are all legends of Three Thousand Small Worlds. It is really terrifying that Mr. Ye can fight with these people and not lose.
"It's okay not to talk about the past things." Mr. Ye shook his head slightly, his face was a little solemn, and he was not very interested in mentioning the heroic history of the past.
Nie Tian saw that Mr. Ye didn't look too good, so he frowned and asked, "Mr. Ye, have you got those two medicinal materials?"
Ye Lao escaped from the Dachutian Prison and went to the Alchemist Guild of Xumi Lingdu to get Qianye Ice Soul and Fire Lotus Fruit.
These two medicinal materials are sixth-level medicinal materials. Before leaving, Mr. Ye was full of confidence and said that he would come back within three days. But now he doesn't look good. It should be because he had trouble getting the medicinal materials.