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"You three, please join me here to protect the body of Lord Sword Master. I have sent the news back to Iga Shinto. I believe that you will get a reply soon. Perhaps, our leader,
will come here in person."
Takeda Sawago then said to the three major disciples of the Sword Master, Motoki Tatsunaka, Hanahara Zemoto, and Nishimura Chengshu.
"Um!"
The three of them nodded, but their eyes were still full of sadness, and they could not accept that the great sword master should pass away like this.
Less than five hours.
A group of martial arts masters came to this closed funeral place. Their cultivation was not weaker than that of the innate warriors. They were basically masters of the heavenly level and the holy way.
Takeda Sawago stood up suddenly, with a serious face, and then knelt down and bowed to the ground, "Welcome to the leader."
Then, a gust of wind blew.
A figure seemed to have arrived here, and the three disciples of the Sword Master wanted to raise their heads, but they found that the air was suddenly extremely heavy, and they were so compressed that they could not move.
I just feel that this momentum is extremely amazing.
They can feel that the person who releases this momentum can make them disappear in a single thought.
Is this the leader of Iga Shinto?
So strong!
"It's indeed him!"
One minute later.
From this closed funeral place, a deep voice sounded like it came from the nine heavens.
"Ye Hunshi, how dare you kill me, the young master of the Iga God Sect... hmph..."
The next moment.
The air-heavy feeling that sealed the funeral venue disappeared.
A group of high-level warriors who followed also withdrew immediately.
At the funeral site, only Takeda Zemoto and the three disciples of the Sword Master were left.
"Farewell to the leader."
Takeda Zemoto finally got up, but his whole body was trembling slightly, and he could not recover for a while.
Fortunately, Takeda Zemoto is already used to the feeling when meeting the leader.
"Okay, your funeral can continue."
Takeda Zemoto left these words, and in a flash, he disappeared like the wind from under the eyes of the three major disciples.
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"Congratulations, young sword master."
Li Mei looked at Ye Xiaobai with a smile.
"Uh, Young Sword Master...who are you talking about?" Ye Xiaobai looked confused.
"You kid, just pretend! A few days ago, you killed the sword master Yagyu Ryuichi with one sword. Now you have been named a new generation of young sword master by martial arts practitioners... Don't tell me, you don't know."
Li Mei rolled her eyes and said angrily.
Ye Xiaobai smiled bitterly, "Well, I actually don't pay much attention to things in the martial arts world. If you don't tell me, I really don't know. Young Sword Master, these four words! Think about it, I think I can still take the responsibility.
Got up."
"You kid, you are really not humble at all!"
Li Mei curled her lips.
"Hey, man, do your part. Although I haven't reached a certain level of understanding of swordsmanship, I can at least kill Ryuichi Yagyu with one sword. That guy has the nerve to be a swordsman, and I'm just a boy.
Sword Master, that’s not an exaggeration!”
Ye Xiaobai's eyes immediately swept around Li Mei's delicate body.
This girl has changed her clothes today, a snow-white dress, and even the stockings are flesh-colored. She looks so beautiful and looks a bit like Snow White.
"Come in quickly! Stop standing at the door and talking."
Li Mei changed the topic and immediately welcomed Ye Xiaobai into the house.
The two sat down in the living room, and Li Mei gave Ye Xiaobai a glass of juice.
"Why, those beautiful girls who are not at home with you today come to my place and have sex when they have time!"
After putting down the juice, Li Mei lifted her skirt, pressed it on her round legs, sat opposite Ye Xiaobai, and laughed softly.
Mentioning Miyuki Nakajima and Avril Lavigne, Ye Xiaobai felt bitter in his heart. These two beauties could only be treated as eye-catching, but they could not be touched at all.
Don't mention how miserable Ye Xiaobai has been these past few days.
"I haven't seen Sister Li Mei for a few days and I miss you, so I came over to see you!"
The bitterness in Ye Xiaobai's heart only lasted for a moment, but on his face, he still looked carefree and playful.
It has to be said that Ye Xiaobai will be in a particularly good mood when he sees Li Mei, a beautiful woman with intellectual and hot figure.
"You kid, you have a sweet mouth and you will make your sister happy."
Li Mei ignored Ye Xiaobai's fiery gaze for a moment and smiled sweetly. This smile immediately made her dazzling and charming, "By the way, that Western girl, how is Avril doing now?"
"She? She's still the same as when she came here. She has no intention of harming me or the people around me."
Ye Xiaobai naturally knew what Li Mei wanted to say when she mentioned Avril.
"You're really calm." Li Mei nodded, "But you can't take it lightly."
"I know!"
Ye Xiaobai nodded. He knew that Li Mei was doing this for his own good, but he did not want to continue on this topic. He changed the subject and revealed the purpose of coming to see Li Mei this time, "Sister Li Mei, I have been overworked recently, please."
Please put a facial mask on me and do some skin care."
"Okay, then come here and lie down on the beauty bed. Let's see how my sister takes care of you."
Li Mei rubbed her palms and said enthusiastically.
And the words "How can I serve you in bed" only make Ye Xiaobai secretly excited. This sister Li Mei is really in a situation where she won't give up until she is charming to death. She deliberately teases brother... No, if you keep playing like this, one day,
When brother's willpower cannot be controlled, that is the day when sister Li Mei is conquered.
Next, Ye Xiaobai followed Li Mei to the gentle beauty bed. She lay down coquettishly, ready to enjoy Sister Li Mei's gentle facial mask and facial relaxation techniques.
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While Ye Xiaobai was enjoying Li Mei's gentle hands, a black shadow quietly descended over the Bai Mansion.
Even Sword Saint Qi Yunsheng didn't notice the slightest disturbance.
The environment in Baifu is still so peaceful.
But Monk Bujie, who was planting flowers in the back garden, suddenly lit up his eyes, and the next moment, Monk Bujie disappeared.
An uninhabited villa a hundred meters away from the Bai Mansion stared at a black shadow, vaguely distant.
The air fluctuated for a while, and there seemed to be golden light blooming. Monk Bujie also appeared here.
"Amitabha."
Monk Bujie put his hands together and sang "E".
"I didn't expect that there would be such a person in charge of the Bai Mansion. No wonder Ye Hunshi could kill my son without restraint."
The dark shadow is none other than the great leader of the Iga Shinto Sect, Ueto Miyamoto.
Most people simply cannot see clearly Ueto Miyamoto's appearance, and are not even qualified to raise their heads.
But Monk Fujie can look directly at Ueto Miyamoto, the great leader of the Iga Shinto Sect, the Taishan Beidou in today's martial arts world, and he can shock the martial arts world with just a stamp of his feet.
This status is comparable to the status of nuclear weapons in the military.
Ueto Miyamoto is already over eighty years old, but because of his extremely terrifying martial arts skills, good health, and rosy face, he looks like he is in his early fifties, which can be considered "young".
"I don't know, who is your son?"
Monk Bujie blinked and asked.
"Uetoroyama."
Ueto Miyamoto said calmly.
"Oh, I don't know you. I haven't heard of it. It's just that you said that the king of my family, Mr. Ye, killed your son. I was not at the scene and did not see it with my own eyes. Mr. Ueto, you are not convincing when you say that. of."
Monk Bujie said seriously.
This made Ueto Miyamoto twitch the corner of his mouth fiercely. He didn't expect that this monk would be so difficult to deal with. He would expose Ye Xiaobai's crime without even being present at the scene. How can there be such a good thing in the world? .
"Monk, how could I, with my status, wrongly accuse a weak junior?"
Ueto Miyamoto looked displeased. After all, he was also the leader of a great religion.
"Then I don't know. I've seen too many shameless people these days."
Monk Bujie said with a smile.
"Huh, monk, I don't want to argue with you anymore. I came here tonight to avenge my son, kill Ye Hunshi, take his head back, and let the world know that I, the Iga God Sect, There can be no provocation."
Ueto Miyamoto exuded a powerful aura and immediately attacked the confused monk.
But the monk Bujie remained motionless and easily withstood Ueto Miyamoto's aggressive attack, "I want to kill Mr. Ye, but the poor monk refuses. People in the Buddhist sect cannot kill at the sight of others. Donor, you'd better turn back and die!"
"Monk, since you insist on stubbornness, let's see where we stand. If you can block my three moves, I can give that kid three years."
While Ueto Miyamoto was speaking, he raised one hand and committed it with the other, and a huge palm print fell from the sky. But he was also very angry in his heart, Yaya, you don't want to kill, why did you let Ye Hunshi kill my son... Okay Shameless monk!
"This is the Tathagata palm of your Buddhist sect. Monk, you might as well comment on it."
boom!
Huge palm prints fell from the sky, even a fighter plane would be smashed into pieces.
But the monk Bujie remained unmoved. With a backhand palm, the golden light flashed away, and there seemed to be a palm print that turned upwards. Bang, there was a muffled sound in the air.
Ueto Miyamoto's Tathagata palm was easily taken over by monk Fujie.
"There are two more moves. Donor, please!"
Monk Bujie calmly retracted his palm, with the iconic Milo Buddha smile on his face.
"No need. From the competition just now, it can be seen that you and I are equal in martial arts. There is no problem in taking my three moves. According to the agreement, I will come back in three years."
Ueto Miyamoto's figure disappeared the next moment.
"Well, it seems that the poor monk didn't agree to the three-year agreement..."
Monk Bujie shrugged his shoulders and immediately returned to the back garden. He didn't take this matter seriously, as if nothing had happened.