Chapter eight hundred and seventeen uninvited guests
puff!
A mouthful of blood sprayed out immediately.
Under the attention of everyone, Futian was directly struck by Ye Xiaobai's wind blade, flying dozens of meters away, and slammed into a stone pillar in the room where two people were hugging each other.
The powerful impact, combined with the hardness of Futian's own body, caused dense cracks to burst into the stone pillar.
Futian clung to the stone pillar and then slowly slid to the ground, vomiting blood.
He clearly knew that all his ribs were broken, his internal organs were directly damaged, and he would see God at any time.
At the same time, I was also extremely shocked in my heart. The other party's martial arts cultivation was actually so powerful. As a warrior in the middle and late stages of the transcendent realm, I was not said to be invincible in martial arts, but at least looking at the city, the cliff was overwhelming.
Such a cultivation level is actually so vulnerable.
To be able to defeat one's own power so easily, one must be at least a master in the Grandmaster realm.
The most important thing is!
Futian did not feel the slightest fluctuation of the master's aura from Ye Xiaobai's body.
"You are vulnerable. I really don't know that you have the nerve to challenge me with your level of cultivation. You are too thick-skinned, tsk tsk."
Ye Xiaobai shook his head, sighed, and said.
At this time, although Ye Xiaobai was still at the late stage of the Transcendent Realm, the intensity of his internal energy was already infinitely close to the level of a Grandmaster.
A casual blow can be as powerful as a master.
No matter how powerful Futian is, he is only in the middle and late stages of the transcendent realm. It is a fantasy that his body-protecting aura can block Ye Xiaobai's blow.
"Futian, you said we were trash, but I didn't expect that your ending would be similar! I really don't know what you do for food with your extraordinary cultivation."
At this time, the short-haired old man among the three old men couldn't help but laugh.
"you……"
Futian wanted to say something, but couldn't. He just spit out another mouthful of blood.
Obviously, he was very angry.
"Yeah, I thought Master Futian could set a record and defeat the current legend Ye Hunshi, but I didn't expect that it was still a trick."
Another old man continued.
"What? Ye Hunshi?"
Hearing this, Futian's expression suddenly changed, and the three words Ye Hunshi appeared in his heart like a magic spell.
"Yes, the person you are challenging is Ye Hunshi, the master of sword destruction."
The short-haired old man said with a half-smile.
Futian's eyes fell on Ye Xiaobai again, his eyes dull, Mr. Ye, Ye Hunshi?
Thinking about Ye Xiaobai's attack just now, which was impeccable and powerful, Futian knew that Mr. Ye was the most legendary young master in the martial arts world recently, and Ye Hunshi was right.
Otherwise, how could anyone who is not at the level of a master be able to crush him so easily.
Oh my god, what am I doing?
He actually dared to challenge this awesome character Ye Hunshi.
Futian felt his own heartbeat, and he was secretly glad that he could survive in the hands of an awesome person. It seemed that the other person didn't bother to kill him.
"You...why didn't you say it was him earlier?"
Futian looked at the three old men weakly and reproachfully, and said.
"This is what we originally wanted to say, but seeing you, Master Futian, looking so confident, we thought your martial arts must be unpredictable and enough to fight Ye Hunshi!"
The short-haired old man said with a smile. He smiled very happily and numbly. Didn't you say that we are garbage? Just remind you!
A master? What a tall hand!
Ten thousand grass-mud horses suddenly surged out of Futian's heart.
Talking about masters in front of Ye Hunshi is just making fun of yourself.
"Mr. Ye, thank you for your kindness in not killing me."
Futian looked at Ye Xiaobai with a bitter smile and said weakly.
Although the internal organs are damaged, ordinary people will definitely die, but for a warrior in the transcendent realm, there is still hope of recovery, and there is no way to talk about the pace of death.
"You're welcome. You didn't deserve to die for your crime. Besides, I'm a good person and I never kill innocent people indiscriminately."
Ye Xiaobai said like a good person.
After Bing Xin heard that Ye Xiaobai was Ye Hunshi, her delicate body could not help but tremble slightly. She did not expect that the young man with a mustache and pretending to be mature in front of her was actually the legendary Ye Hunshi, the master of sword destruction.
, a mythical figure who instantly killed the disciples of the Eastern Sword Master.
And it is not unfair that he actually lost to such a peerless young man in gambling.
As for the other gamblers, who are not martial arts practitioners, they naturally don't know what the three words Ye Hunshi mean, but Ye Xiaobai's martial arts display just now made everyone admire him.
"Master Ye, I heard that Chinese Kung Fu is extremely powerful. When I saw it today, it turned out to be well-deserved. Please accept me as your disciple!"
"Master Ye, I also want to become a disciple."
"I want to..."
Suddenly, more than a dozen people who wanted to be apprentices came up and knelt down to Ye Xiaobai.
"Everyone, please stop worshiping me. I never accept apprentices."
Ye Xiaobai quickly refused. They were all pure men. Although there were two or three women, they were all unsightly and vulgar.
If it is a peerless beauty, such as the mixed-race beauty Bing Xin, then you can still consider it.
But Bing Xin waved her jade hand, and several of her subordinates rushed out immediately, "Everyone, please step back and stop making trouble."
Those apprentices quickly and obediently stepped aside.
Bing Xin's eyes were no longer so cold when she looked at Ye Xiaobai, and she said lightly, "It turns out that you are Mr. Ye Hunshi, whom I have admired for a long time."
"polite."
Ye Xiaobai looked at Bing Xin with a smile, his fiery eyes wandering around Bing Xin's delicate body unscrupulously.
"It's noisy here, come to the back with me!"
Bing Xin stood up, turned around, lifted her long legs, and left.
Ye Xiaobai followed immediately, "Okay, I also think it's too noisy here."
Ma Xiaoyun followed Ye Xiaobai unhurriedly, lowered her voice and said, "Instructor Ye, didn't you say that you are not a casual man? Aren't you just trying to cover up? Why are you moving now?
Zhenzhang, what four beauties did you go to meet?"
"Oh, it's nothing to just meet them! I've met hundreds of beauties before. Should I just hold them to bed? Of course, if I meet them and fall in love at first sight, then I can have sex with them.
They are here to be my girlfriends, don’t worry, I will definitely not sleep with a woman casually."
Ye Xiaobai said seriously.
Ma Xiaoyun couldn't tell. It's just that if the other person is pretty enough, has a good figure, and is hot enough, you can't help but fall in love with her.
And these words fell into the ears of Bing Xin, who was walking in front.
However, Bing Xin's expression was still so indifferent, and no one knew what she was thinking and what mental activities she had after listening.
Not long after, Ye Xiaobai and Ma Xiaoyun, led by Bing Xin, came to the back garden of the casino manor. The environment here was very elegant, and there was no gambling atmosphere at all.
And the whole outfit is more feminine.
Obviously it was decorated in the style requested by Bing Xin.
"Sit down!"
Bing Xin stretched out her hand and asked.
Ye Xiaobai and Ma Xiaoyun both sat down.
Immediately, someone brought tea and snacks.
When Ye Xiaobai was about to say something, one of Bing Xin's subordinates suddenly ran in in a hurry and said, "Boss Bing, it's not good, it's not good."
"Why are you panicking?"
Bing Xin frowned slightly and said softly.
"There is a gambler with strong martial arts skills outside. He must have a bet with you, Boss Bing. Our people cannot stop him."
The subordinate said.
"How brave." Bing Xin bit her thin lips and stood up suddenly, "I'll go meet him."
"No need, Boss Bing, I'm here. You're right, I'm very courageous."
A figure appeared strangely ten meters away in the back garden. It was a man who looked slovenly. On the surface, he should be in his forties.
In the blink of an eye, the man came to Ye Xiaobai's table and sat down without being invited. He looked at Bing Xin with a smile and said, "Boss Bing, I've heard for a long time that your gambling skills are very superb. I'm willing to bet with you."
If you beat me, I will be your dog and your servant from now on. If you lose, you will be my wife."
As he said that, he stretched out his hand to hook Bing Xin's pink chin. His movements were full of teasing and very frivolous.
Bing Xin quickly stepped away, avoiding the opponent's fingers, and said with a cold snort: "I don't care about being my servant. Besides, I don't have to bet with you. Please do it!"
The man frowned, with a look of displeasure on his face, "Boss Bing, I can like you, so I didn't forcefully occupy you. Instead, I chose to use gambling to determine our fate. This is to give you face.
If you are shameless, then I will tear you apart, take you back, lock you up, and treat you as my bed partner and plaything, and I will visit you every night."
"presumptuous!"
Another superb master behind Bing Xin immediately took action and covered the man with an overwhelming palm.
"A mere piece of rubbish in the early stages of the transcendent realm dares to take action in front of this sect. Let me, Qiao Fei, teach you how to behave."
The slovenly man's expression changed, and he swung out a palm. His energy exploded, and he faced the bodyguard with a violent force. The next moment, the bodyguard who was in the supreme realm was knocked away, with a mouthful of blood.
It sprayed out and died immediately after hitting the ground.
"You...you are actually a master?"
Bing Xin's expression finally changed. She looked at Qiao Fei and began to feel uneasy. The other party was prepared!
You know, masters are very rare in the world of martial arts. Facing a master, how could Bing Xin stay calm?