In this scene, the strong are respected in the world of cultivation, and the characteristics of the weak and the strong are clearly demonstrated. If you are strong, others will respect you. If you are not strong, you will only be robbed and exploited.
Here, Hu Leifeng and another elder of Lingxiao Pavilion were dumbfounded, especially Hu Leifeng, who was frightened for a moment. Don't forget that he had conflicts with Ye Wuhan.
He didn't expect Ye Wuhan to be such a monster, and he clearly felt that Ye Wuhan's skills seemed to have improved even more in the past three days. He could actually kill two great elders one against two. This was too terrifying.
Just these two elders, like him, probably wouldn't be a match for three of them.
He was really afraid that Ye Wuhan would kill him with his sword on a whim.
"Hey, little friend Ye, you are indeed very capable. I admire you, I admire you!" He hurriedly bowed his waist like a dog to show his goodwill.
Unfortunately, Ye Wuhan ignored him at all.
"Is there anyone else who wants to snatch Ye's spiritual grass?" Ye Wuhan looked around and asked.
What he wanted was this effect. He used his two special skills to kill two elders in an instant and shock others. Otherwise, all the people in the list would be elder-level figures. If they all attacked him, it would be unreasonable.
It's easy to handle.
The two seemingly simple moves just now took away most of Ye Wuhan's cultivation. This was after he was promoted. If it was before he was promoted, he could only use one of these two moves.
Although he has advanced now, using this kind of combat skill also requires huge consumption.
However, his goal was achieved. These people were trembling and retreating. Wherever they dared to step forward, they were all shocked.
But no one knew that Ye Wuhan was at a loss at this time. After all, his two moves were so satisfying. He killed two elders instantly. Who would dare to come again?
Taking this opportunity, Ye Wuhan hurriedly swallowed a few Qi Restoration Pills to restore his cultivation level.
It feels like eating fried beans, it's very casual, and of course it can't be noticed.
If others knew that he was adding something, they might rush to him again.
Here, He Gulan had been staring at Ye Wuhan, her beautiful eyes filled with brilliance, and she was completely stunned. Only then did she realize that Ye Wuhan was far more powerful than she thought. Compared with him, those so-called
His genius, core disciple, etc., they are nothing.
Today she finally knew what a real monster was.
Unknowingly, looking at this young man's handsome face, she had a strange feeling surging in her heart.
"Elder He, it's time for us to leave!"
She was in a daze when a big hand reached out and held her plump and soft little hand.
He Gulan turned around and saw that it was Ye Wuhan, and her heart suddenly jumped like a little girl's. How long has it been since she felt this way? At this moment, she seemed to be dreaming back to eighteen years old.
The plump little hand was held by the man's big hand. The beautiful woman He Gulan felt that her little hand was surrounded by an unprecedented sense of solidity, an indescribable comfortable feeling. She knew that Ye Wuhan was doing it for her own good, for fear of being
In response, he followed Ye Wuhan out almost instinctively and obediently.
Seeing the two people approaching, everyone they saw stepped back one after another, and the crowd automatically made way for a passage to both sides.
"Do you feel like the two of you are a good match?"
"Calves eat young grass?"
Others were talking quietly, and He Gulan's face felt hot when she heard it. She quietly glanced at Ye Wuhan, but saw that he was looking at Ye Wuhan without squinting, and was extremely solemn, as if he was just trying to protect herself.
Only then did He Gulan realize that he had thought too much, and hurriedly corrected his posture and followed him out with a dignified expression.
Just by looking carefully, you can see that the beautiful woman's face is pink.
The two of them gradually moved forward, and soon disappeared through the light mist. The others dispersed in a hurry, and then they hurried to the entrance of the valley. If they ran too late, they would not be able to get out. That would be really seeking death.
"Master!"
Seeing that the others were out of sight, He Gulan blushed and murmured in a low voice, and Ye Wuhan quickly let go of her hand.
She had clearly stood on his side just now, and Ye Wuhan was really afraid that she would be targeted, so he took her out specifically.
But the man's hand loosened, and He Gulan suddenly felt a little lost for no reason. Her face turned red and hot, and she followed him silently to the outskirts of the Poison Mist Valley.
As the disciples and elders fled from the valley one after another, the Poison Mist Valley was gradually shrouded in gray mist again, just like a poisonous shield, and anyone who came close would die.
Even if you stand outside the entrance of the valley, you cannot see inside because of the strong poisonous gas inside. At this time, the Poisonous Fog Valley has once again put on its mysterious and terrifying veil.
"Master!"
Seeing the two people coming out, Li Longxiang, who had been waiting outside, immediately greeted them. Then she saw He Gulan next to her, and she quickly blushed and saluted: "Greetings, Uncle Master!"
"Um!"
He Gulan nodded silently, but looking at the pretty disciple in front of her, she felt inexplicably jealous.
She also knew that it was inconvenient for her to stay here any longer, so she hurriedly moved away from the two of them.
Li Longxiang smiled, looked at Ye Wuhan and said, "Sir, are you okay?"
"It's okay, what can happen to me?"
Ye Wuhan smiled and then said, "How about it? You didn't pick less spiritual grass this time, did you?"
"Yes!" Li Longxiang nodded vigorously. This time she definitely achieved a great feat. The high-grade spiritual herbs she picked alone accounted for half of the disciples in the sect.
Of course, the Poison Mist Valley was actually very big. She didn't see Ye Wuhan inside, and she couldn't enter the deepest part either.
The two of them were talking, and Li Longxiang couldn't help but blush slightly and held Ye Wuhan's arm.
At this time, in the outskirts of the Poison Mist Valley, major chambers of commerce have already set up many temporary shops, specially used to collect and purchase spiritual herbs. Disciples who have collected spiritual herbs can go to these temporary shops and exchange spiritual herbs for pills needed for cultivation.
Cultivation techniques, even weapons and other things can be regarded as what everyone needs.
It is definitely cheaper to collect spiritual grass here, but it is relatively safe. If you take the spiritual grass too far, you will be robbed and the loss outweighs the gain. Therefore, the remaining disciples who have spiritual grass, especially casual cultivators, are not happy to exchange for some necessary cultivation materials here.
thing.
This time the Poison Mist Valley opened, the number of people who came out, including disciples and elders, was more than one-third less than the people who entered. Those few people were not completely poisoned to death, most of them died completely in the fight.
Rob and kill.
Needless to say, Ye Wuhan killed several people. There is no other way. If you don't kill, others will have to kill you.
The elder who announced the rules before entering jumped onto the high platform again and said loudly: "Fellow monks, please listen to the truth. All disciples and elders belonging to the five major sects, please return to your own sect. Your spiritual herbs will have their own sects."
Disciples who are not from the five major sects, please go to the left and hand over half of the spiritual herbs you have obtained. The rest of the casual cultivators line up on the right and please take the initiative to hand over 70% of the spiritual herbs. Anyone who dares to hide it secretly will be killed without mercy.
