When Ye Qian killed Duan Chi, the outer elder of the Feixian Sect, he did it in full view of everyone in the First Blockbuster Building, but no one saw how he took action.
When Ye Qian killed Fang Jibo, the elder of Feixian Sect's outer sect, he was in the secret room of Youming Pawnshop. No one saw it. Afterwards, only a big head hung under the door.
This time, through Wang Xuesong's gathering, Ye Qian wanted to use the ancient sword in his hand, and under the protection of a group of powerful people, to take the head of the core elder of Feixian Sect's inner sect.
Therefore, when Fan Hui from Haiyun City whom he met by chance asked Ye Qian what Ye Qian would do if he didn't let Ye Qian hitchhike, Ye Qian just smiled softly and looked at the curious eyes next to Fan Hui.
Looking at himself, he is a young man who is very similar to Fan Hui.
"Is this the son of Taoist friend?" Ye Qian asked meaningfully.
"So what?" Fan Hui's heart suddenly suddenly became alert. He has been doing business all year round and has neglected fighting for decades. He really doesn't have much confidence in Ye Qian, a monstrous genius who has fought all the way. If Ye Qian
Qian Zhen has no decency to attack a junior, and he may not be able to protect him.
"At such a young age, one has the cultivation level to glimpse the sixth level of the Tao Realm. The road is promising, but fellow Taoists should not live up to their names and make mistakes in important matters of life and death!" Ye Qian warned with a smile. For him, killing him casually is not an option.
Fan Hui and his son were just a casual matter, but to the Fan family, it was a disaster from heaven.
After all, the Fan family is not a direct force under the Feixian Sect. At most, it is an insignificant branch of the parasitic vine. Ye Qian is not so mad that he would kill anyone who has anything to do with the Feixian Sect. But this time when God's will meets him, he dare not
Taking him to find Wang Xuesong is the way to death.
"Does Fellow Daoist Ye think too highly of himself? Elder Wang Xuesong is not Fang Jibo. Looking at the cultivation of the seventh level of Taoist realm, I am afraid that Fellow Daoist Ye will not be able to match him, or even fight to kill him!" Fan Hui said expressionlessly, the hands hidden in his sleeves trembling slightly.
After a while, he could sacrifice his life to repay Wang Xuesong's kindness, but his son could not. His son Fan Nian'en still had a great future, and he must not die midway.
"That's Ye's business!" Ye Qian chuckled, "You can send Wang Xuesong a message to Feijian and tell him that Ye Qian came to visit and wanted to take his good head and give it to Feijian as a gift to Feijian this time when he returns to the Immortal Alliance.
The fourth gift from Immortal Sect leader Li Dezhang!"
"The fourth share?" Fan Hui took a breath of air-conditioning. If Fang Jibo from Haiyun City counts as one share, two Feixian Sect elders died at the hands of Ye Qian. Could it be that this time Elder Wang Xuesong came out to recruit three disciples?
All the great powers fell into Ye Qian's hands.
Fan Nianen on the side looked at Ye Qian blankly. In his eyes, Ye Qian was filled with unparalleled confidence and domineering light. He wanted to kill the powerful Feixian Sect who was two levels above him, but he actually dared to let his father.
Notified in advance, he was completely unafraid of the traps set there and simply regarded others as nothing. Fan Nianen, the number one among the younger generation in Haiyun City, for the first time deeply experienced the sorrow and helplessness of the top powers and geniuses in the secret realm of the Gate of Heaven.
This is Ye Qian, the first person of the younger generation in the Immortal League. He has escaped from the category of the younger generation and can compete with the older generation. If he can really kill Elder Wang Xuesong with a knife, I am afraid no one will regard him as a young man anymore, but
He is truly regarded as a powerful person who can suppress one party.
"Yes, let's collect some interest first!" Ye Qian didn't explain much. He didn't know that Fan Hui was different. Chang Lin didn't die, but was subdued by him. The powerful Feixian Sect who died for Chang Lin was in charge of this place.
The one that spreads the clear news about the world.
Fan Hui took a deep breath after hearing this. It was such a big breath. The lives of several powerful people were just interest. The real target was presumably the leader of the Feixian Sect, Li Dezhang.
Powerful.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, do you know how many powerful people Elder Wang Xuesong has? Do you know how strong Elder Wang Xuesong is?" Fan Hui did not remind Ye Qian in a friendly way, but was completely stimulated by Ye Qian's words, feeling that Ye Qian really didn't know how high the sky was.
Fuhun thinks that he may not be able to beat Ye Qian, but Elder Wang Xuesong is really optimistic about Feixian Sect, and he can become a strong ancestor of the eighth great power in the Peeping Dao Realm. With the help of other seven great powers, it is basically the same as defeating Ye Qian.
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"Fellow Taoist, just fly your sword to pass the message, and then take me to Wang Xuesong!" Ye Qian smiled and did not answer. Talking now is of no use. Killing Wang Xuesong is more effective than saying ten thousand words. Ye Qian saw Fan Hui
He still wanted to say something, so he deliberately said, "Why, fellow Taoist don't dare?"
"This is Fellow Daoist Ye seeking his own death, and it has nothing to do with Fan!" Fan Hui snorted coldly. Ye Qian had already said that he could inform Elder Wang Xuesong in advance so that he could be prepared. The time, place and people would be favorable and everyone would be given over.
Don't dare, that's really a joke, not to mention that he has absolute confidence in Elder Wang Xuesong. No matter how evil Ye Qian is, compared to ordinary powerful people like them, Elder Wang Xuesong can become the elder of Feixian Sect's inner sect, which is not the case among his peers.
He is not the top genius, otherwise why would he be able to impress those powerful men of the same level.
"Let's go, don't try to delay time. I will kill your son in less than half an hour. I will kill you in less than an hour!" Ye Qian smiled calmly and rushed directly into the luxury snowmobile.
He nodded to Fan Hui's son, then leaned against the car wall and closed his eyes to rest.
"..." Fan Hui's eyes were slightly suffocated. He did have the idea of going around in the snowfield to give Elder Wang Xuesong more time to prepare, but he didn't expect that Ye Qian was not only unlike the young man in cultivation, but also had different experience in accidents.
, not even giving him half a chance.
Fan Hui sighed inwardly, recorded the details in the jade slip, and then passed the letter with a flying sword. Fan Hui started to rush to the gathering place. It was still a little far away from there, and the half-hour limit did not leave much room.
, if something unexpected happened on the way, he might not even be able to arrive. He could only place his hope on Ye Qian's credibility, but he couldn't count on Ye Qian's kindness.
"Senior Ye, something has happened here. Can I accept you as my teacher?" A young voice echoed in the sleigh, which shocked the head of the Fan family, Fan Hui, to the point of splitting his liver and gallbladder. He casually slapped his son who made the noise loudly.
, "Sir, have you lost your mind and gone crazy?"
"Interesting, your father must have brought you here to follow Wang Xuesong's path and join the Feixian Cult. Why would you want to join me as a casual cultivator?" Ye Qian slowly opened his eyes, looked at the young man in front of him, and asked
road.
As for the slap just now, Ye Qian just pretended not to have seen it. In the Immortal League, it is natural for me to slap my son, and I don't have to pay for it even if I beat him to death.
What's more, no matter how you look at it, going to the Feixian Sect is more cost-effective than becoming Ye Qian's disciple. Even Ye Qian feels that this kid's mind is a little abnormal.
"Junior thinks that Senior Ye should be able to kill Elder Wang Xuesong with a knife!" Fan Nianen knelt beside Ye Qian, his mood unexpectedly calm. He himself didn't know why he did such crazy things, but deep down in his heart
A voice told him that if he missed this time, he would only be able to look at the figure next to him from a distance for the rest of his life.
"You bastard, what did you say..." Hearing this, Fan Hui gasped with anger, raised his palms, and wanted to slap his bastard again. Elder Wang Xuesong was kind to his Fan family, how could this bastard do this?
He didn't know how he could say such crazy things. He didn't know what happened to his always well-behaved and sensible son, but he just did such crazy things.
"Are you afraid that you won't be able to arrive in half an hour, so you are preparing for a retreat in advance?" Ye Qian asked with a strange look on his face. No wonder he was so suspicious. After much deliberation, this reason was the most reliable. It's just that Ye Qian just said the time.
When the restrictions were imposed, Fan Hui did not bargain. He thought it would be no problem to get there in half an hour. It was a bit weird indeed!
"Junior Fan Nian'en, Elder Wang Xuesong saved my father eighty years ago. So far, the Fan family has responded to Elder Wang's request. My father still feels that it is not enough and wants the younger generation to repay the kindness in this life. In the past, the younger generation had no goals and thought it didn't matter.
, It is only right that the father repays the debt and the son repays the debt..." Fan Nianen lowered his head and spoke out what was in his heart. Fan Hui's excitement calmed down a little after hearing the words, and finally he was not really crazy.
"Then why did you change your mind again?" Ye Qian nodded and asked. He was curious about what this young man was thinking.
"I have been practicing under the supervision of my father since I was a child. I don't know why I practice, and I don't know what the use of practice is. I am so confused that I am lucky enough to become the number one person among the younger generation in Haiyun City. I am one of the top 100 young people in the Immortal League, but I still don't know what to do."
Xiu Why, treat my father's vision as my own, until the junior meets the senior for the first time in the Jue Kill Order..."
Fan Nianen originally had a slightly confused and hesitant tone, but as he spoke more and more, his tone became more and more firm:
"The eighth-level alchemy master, in the secret realm of the Gate of Heaven, defeated many of the top-level disciples of the Immortal Alliance, and even killed the young leader of the Feixian Sect. Wei Chengfeng, one of the top ten among the younger generation of the Immortal Alliance, the junior thought at that time, this is
The real way to live!”
"..." Ye Qian was speechless. Young man, you are really stupid. You don't know how embarrassed I was when I ran away from the Immortal League to the Fairy City.
"..." Fan Hui on the side was equally speechless. He looked at his son seriously. His face was familiar, but yet so unfamiliar. It was as if he was a different person, as if his body had been taken away from him.
Don't know him at all.
"If the senior does not show up, the junior will worship under the sect of Elder Wang Xuesong and become a disciple of the Feixian Cult. Then, just like in the past life, he will practice in a muddle-headed manner, repay the kindness of Elder Wang Xuesong in an muddle-headed way, and live his life in a muddle-headed way. This is what my father learned when he was a child.
The arranged route has always seemed fine to me, but I felt like there was something wrong with it, until I met my senior today!"
Fan Nian'en narrated calmly. At this time, he had truly understood what he wanted. He had never wanted anything. He would do whatever his father Fan Hui arranged. He had been honest for decades and was someone else's child.
He was a role model, but he never knew what kind of life he wanted to live. It wasn't until Ye Qian asked his father to pass a letter, saying that he wanted to visit and take the head of Elder Wang Xuesong that he suddenly woke up. This was the real immortal way, and he didn't want to continue on that path.
It is the path to immortality arranged by my father.
"Juniors want to be like seniors, so they want to be their teachers!"
Fan Nianen said everything in his heart, kowtowed in front of Ye Qian without saying a word, and waited for Ye Qian's decision...