Zhonghai City, in the presidential suite of a five-star hotel.
"What did you say? Wang Zhengfeng was actually killed by Ye Hunshi?"
Xuan Feng slapped the table and rose up. Under the force of his strong palm, the solid wood coffee table in front of him turned into powder.
"Yes! Fortunately we ran fast, otherwise, we wouldn't be able to come back."
The four Xuanzong disciples who followed Wang Zhengfeng still had lingering fears.
"What is Ye Hunshi's cultivation level?"
Xuanfeng suppressed the anger in his heart and asked.
"Tied Grandmaster."
One of the disciples replied.
"The cultivation of the Xiantian Venerable Wang Zhengfeng was killed by a titled grandmaster?"
Xuanfeng was startled, and a turmoil arose in his heart, "Are you sure that no one else is secretly helping?"
Indeed, it was unheard of in Xuanfeng's life for a titled grandmaster to kill the Xiantian Lord. There had been unparalleled martial arts geniuses who could only defeat the Xiantian Lord. As for killing, that was not possible at all.
It's just nonsense.
Every warrior who can become a venerable is an outstanding genius in the world of martial arts. How can such a warrior be so easy to kill?
"No, the battle scene has always been between Uncle Wang and Na Ye Hunshi. Originally, Uncle Wang had the upper hand, but later, Uncle Wang seemed to have used subtle martial arts, and Uncle Wang died."
Another disciple replied truthfully.
"Using power to reach the lowest level... Huh... I didn't expect that this Ye Hunshi was such a genius. At the level of a titled grandmaster, he has already touched the threshold of using the power to reach the lowest level. Wang Zhengfeng's death was not unjust!"
Xuanfeng sighed, "However, Ye Hunshi, do you think that you can challenge Xuanyuan Sect just by relying on your power? You are so naive."
"You guys have a rest and have something to eat first. I will go catch Ye Hunshi tonight and let him know how powerful I am."
Click!
Xuanfeng's fists were suddenly clenched, and bursts of crisp sounds like firecrackers erupted from his knuckles.
"Uncle Master Xuan, if you take action, you will definitely enhance the reputation of our Xuanyuan Sect."
Immediately there was a disciple who flattered me greatly.
The other three disciples also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It would be better if they didn't need to take action.
"By the way, Grandmaster Xuan's uncle, Ye Hunshi, also said that he wants our Xuanyuan Sect to compensate for his financial losses!"
At this time, a Xuanyuan Sect disciple thought of something and immediately spoke again.
"Compensate for his losses? How can I say this!"
Xuanfeng couldn't help but be stunned and a little confused.
Next, several Xuanyuan Sect disciples spoke out Ye Xiaobai's previous compensation remarks.
After Xuanfeng heard this, he became even more furious, "You Ye Hunsei, you actually despise our Xuanyuan Sect so much, I will pay your uncle's money! Come with me later and see how I teach that boy to be a man."
"Yes, Uncle Xuan."
"As soon as Grandmaster Xuan makes a move, he will definitely let Ye Hunshi live with his tail between his legs."
"..."
Several disciples nodded repeatedly, looking forward to Master Xuan's uncle taking action. You must know that this uncle has long surpassed the category of venerable, and is already a genuine heaven-level master, claiming to be a real person.
Under normal circumstances, masters of this level rarely take action, and even if they do, they may not be lucky enough to watch the battle.
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"call……"
After several hours of conditioning.
The wounds in Ye Xiaobai's body had fully recovered, and even the sword wounds on his body were scabbed.
"Ma Dan, although it's just a skin injury, it looks so embarrassing! It looks like it was cut into pieces by a thousand knives."
Looking at himself in the mirror, Ye Xiaobai's mouth twitched slightly, "Fortunately, I have a powerful scar removal cream. Otherwise, I would be covered in sword scars, and I would not dare to go to the beach to show off my figure in the future."
Next, Ye Xiaobai came to Qiu Shui's room leisurely.
"Miss Qiushui, you are so beautiful today."
At this time, Qiu Shui was in the room, holding a tablet computer and watching romantic dramas. His expression was lazy, but his figure was extremely proud. From Ye Xiaobai's point of view, he looked hot and alluring.
Qiu Shui pursed her lips and raised her head. Ye Xiaobai had already come and sat down beside her. Then her delicate body tightened and she was hugged tightly by Ye Xiaobai.
"noob……"
"Don't talk..."
Ye Xiaobai kissed Qiu Shui's red lips fiercely.
Now that my aunt is here, I can't communicate in depth, but a kiss is always possible.
After a painful kiss.
Ye Xiaobai hugged Qiu Shui and said, "By the way, I came to you because I have something important to ask for your help."
Forehead……
Qiu Shui was stunned. She thought that this boy was just here to kiss her, but she didn't know that there were other important things.
"What's going on?"
Qiu Shui opened her mouth and asked softly.
Ye Xiaobai then took off his clothes and ended up wearing only a pair of shorts. He pointed at the sword wounds on his body and said, "Please help me count how many sword scars I have on my body."
When Qiu Shui saw Ye Xiaobai taking off his clothes, he blushed immediately and did not dare to look directly. However, when he heard Ye Xiaobai say this, he saw that Ye Xiaobai's body was covered with sword scars.
And at a glance, you can tell that it was injured not long ago, and it is so densely packed that it makes people feel distressed to see it.
"Xiaobai, are you injured?"
Qiu Shui's eyes widened and she asked with some heartache.
"What's the injury? It's just a skin injury."
Ye Xiaobai rolled his eyes and said nonchalantly.
"Who hurt you?"
Qiu Shui's jade hand trembled slightly, and she touched a relatively long sword scar on Ye Xiaobai's back, and her heart trembled slightly.
"People from the Xuanyuan Sect."
Ye Xiaobai replied casually.
"What? It's them, they're coming?"
Qiu Shui's delicate body trembled violently.
Because, this afternoon, she has been in the room, plugging in her headphones, watching romantic dramas.
Therefore, Qiu Shui didn't know anything about the previous fight between Ye Xiaobai and the innate venerable Wang Zhengfeng.
"Don't be afraid, I have already killed the guy who hurt me."
Ye Xiaobai bared his teeth and smiled.
Qiu Shui saw that Ye Xiaobai said it was easy, but the sword scars on his body told her that the battle must be extremely dangerous.
"Xiaobai, it was me who caused you trouble."
Qiu Shui pursed her lips, with a look of guilt on her face. In her opinion, if it weren't for herself, Ye Xiaobai would not have fought with the people of Xuanyuan Sect, and he would not have such sword scars.
Ye Xiaobai held Qiu Shui's hand and said with a smile, "Silly girl, you are my woman no matter what the consequences are. If you really feel guilty, wait until your aunt is finished. Give me more
A little gentleness would be OK!"
"rogue!"
Qiu Shui blushed and quickly changed the subject and said, "By the way, didn't you ask me to count the sword scars for you? Does counting this make sense?"
"Of course, it's easy to settle accounts with Xuanyuan Sect! If you hurt me, you don't have to take responsibility? What a joke! I, Ye Xiaobai, will not suffer the disadvantage of being dumb."
Ye Xiaobai curled his lips and said.
Qiu Shui couldn't help but feel ashamed. This guy was really overbearing. He had already killed others, and he still wanted to settle accounts with Xuanyuan Sect...
Next, Qiu Shui began to carefully count Ye Xiaobai's sword scars.
Twenty minutes later.
"Xiao Bai, I have counted them. Together, there are 888 sword scars in total."
Qiu Shui said softly.
"Uh... Damn it, 888, damn it, fafafafa, is it such a coincidence that it turns out to be a leopard number?"
Ye Xiaobai was speechless when facing the numbers.
"Fortunately there are no sword scars on my face, otherwise it would have been disfigured."
Qiu Shui sighed softly.
"Hehe, it's okay. Even if my face is disfigured, it doesn't matter. I'm a medical saint. Our company is currently engaged in scar removal products. I'll use these sword scars when the potassium in the blood falls off and turns into scars.
The scar removal cream will remove the scars and you will be back to your original appearance in no time.”
Ye Xiaobai said nervously.
"If the scar can be removed, that's okay." Qiu Shui felt a little better.
Ye Xiaobai looked at the charming Qiushui girl and was about to tease her. He wanted to kiss her sweet little mouth again, but his brows furrowed. He felt an extremely strong pressure coming towards this girl.
The edge swept over.
"It seems that the powerful men of Xuanyuan Sect have arrived. Miss Qiushui, please stay in the room and don't run around. I'll go meet them."
Ye Xiaobai grinned, quickly put on his clothes and trousers, and swished out directly from Qiu Shui's window.
However, Ye Xiaobai's first stop was not at the door, but in the back garden.
"Don't quit being wet."
Ye Xiaobai called out.
"Your Majesty, you are here! Hehe!" Monk Bujie walked over with a playful smile.
"Well, a strong man has come, and I am no match for him. Dashi, please come over and help calm down the situation later."
Ye Xiaobai said bluntly.
With the judgment of aura, Ye Xiaobai knew that Juebi was not an existence like the Innate Lord, but a martial arts expert who surpassed the Innate Lord. It would be a bit awkward to single out an Innate Lord by himself. If a Xiantian Lord came to
What's even more powerful is that Ye Xiaobai knows that his current strength is definitely limited to delivering food.
Therefore, Ye Xiaobai went directly to see Monk Bujie.
"Strong one? Um...here comes a caterpillar, he can be considered a strong one."
Monk Bujie rolled his eyes, curled his lips, and said disdainfully.
Ye Xiaobai almost vomited blood on the spot. Damn it, you are so good at martial arts that you can treat people like caterpillars, but I can't do that now. Can you stop pretending like this? You want to piss me off to death!
"Okay, okay, it's not a strong man, it's a caterpillar. Please help me clean it up, Dashu, that's all."
Ye Xiaobai suppressed the urge to vomit blood and said.
"Amitabha, as long as you don't kill anyone, I will obey the king in everything."
Monk Bujie sang a promise very pretentiously.
Although he was pretending to be cool, Ye Xiaobai was still extremely shocked in his heart. How high the martial arts of the monk Fujie really was was bottomless. In his eyes, even the warriors who were above the Xiantian Venerable were considered inferior.
A garbage-like existence. It seems that there is still a long way to go before I can catch up to the level of a Buddhist monk!