My peerless beauty school flower wife

Chapter 981 Brazen ([-]rd and [-]th)

"Evidence...hehe, the incomparably powerful swordsmanship is the most powerful evidence."

Ye Xuan's eyes turned cold suddenly, his face was covered with a black veil, and he couldn't see the expression of joy or anger at all. He chuckled a few times, stared coldly at Master Shangqing, and said, "How dare you pick me up?" A sword?"

"Mr. Wuming was joking. I, Penglai Xianshan, have never practiced swordsmanship. And I, Shangqing, know nothing about swordsmanship. It would be better to let Master Linghu evaluate swordsmanship."

At this time, Master Shangqing couldn't help chuckling a few times, turned his gaze to Linghufeng who had a bewildered expression, and said.

"Mr. Wuming should indeed be the direct disciple of senior Ximen Chuuxue. His swordsmanship is really too exquisite, it can be called exquisite."

Linghu Feng was extremely shocked in his heart, stared at Ye Xuan very seriously, and said, "But, Mister Wuming, why don't you dare to show your true face?"

"Why don't you dare to say it? If I don't want to show my true face to others, that means not to show my true face to others."

Ye Xuan snorted coldly, and said indifferently: "I'm afraid you are not qualified to see my true face just because of everyone here."

"This……"

Everyone was surprised.

The strong men from several ancient sects all looked at the real person Shangqing at the same time.

Here, the Shangqing Daoist has the highest seniority, and the Shangqing Daoist comes from Penglai Xianshan, and is admired by everyone regardless of his status or status.

If Ye Xuan said wildly that everyone here is not entitled to see his true face, then undoubtedly, even a person like Shangqing Daoist is not entitled to see his true face.

"Hmph, this guy is a little too arrogant. Relying on being Ximen Chuuxue's direct disciple, he doesn't even pay attention to a peerless powerhouse like Master Shangqing. It's really too condescending."

"That's right! This Wuming is too arrogant. The Daoist Shangqing came from Penglai Xianshan. If even he is not qualified to see Wuming's true face, I am afraid that there are not many people in this world who are qualified to see Wuming's true face."

The surrounding envoys from several other ancient sects couldn't help but snorted coldly and reprimanded them sharply.

"Hehe, from my point of view, this Wuming is actually just a bravado."

A young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was a strong man in the early stage of the Mahayana realm. He stared at Ye Xuan with sly eyes and said contemptuously.

"Chong!"

As soon as the young man's words fell, a stern sword light pierced through the air and slashed straight down!
The sword light, impartial, fell on the young man's neck.

"Here!"

The sword light cut into the young man's neck, cutting off everything in an instant, and the blood continued to flow.

A "Gululu" head dripping with blood fell to the ground with a "bang".

Everyone was shocked.

Some strong men didn't even see clearly who cut out that ray of sword light just now, which has such power and brutality.

"If you dare to insult me, you will be killed without mercy."

Ye Xuan's eyes turned cold, he looked at those strong men, and said indifferently: "Just now, that guy dared to speak rudely to me, so I killed him casually."

"As you please..."

Those envoys from other sects couldn't help but change their expressions at this moment, their eyes were full of fear.

At this time, the eyes they looked at Ye Xuan were a little more dignified.

Even Linghu Feng, who practiced swordsmanship, couldn't help being startled at this moment, and said indifferently in his heart: "What a fast sword. What a ruthless sword."

Killed with a single sword, even, did not give that person a chance at all.

Jian Guang cut off the head, who dares to say no to it?
"Master Shangqing, was my sword just now not bad?"

Ye Xuan stared at Master Shangqing coldly, and asked in doubt.

"Your real realm should be in the middle stage of the Mahayana realm. You can kill a strong man in the early stage of the Mahayana realm with a single sword. Just now, you also defeated the free and unfettered saint in the Tribulation Realm with a single sword. Mr. Unknown, your strength is really impressive. Surprised."

Master Shangqing chuckled, with an extremely serious expression, looked at Ye Xuan very seriously, and responded.

At this time, the formerly arrogant Saintess of Freedom had a look of shame on her face, and quickly lowered her head.

"Ah."

Ye Xuan nodded indifferently, looked at Linghu Jian, and said, "I have already avenged you as a teacher. In the future, if anyone dares to bully you, just mention the name of a teacher."

"Thank you, Master."

Linghu Jian quickly thanked him.

For Linghu Jian, it is undoubtedly a great good thing for Ye Xuan to take action to teach Xiaoyao Shengnv a lesson.

"Well, on weekdays, practice a lot of swordsmanship, and given time, you will surely be able to achieve perfection."

Ye Xuan nodded in relief, but in his heart, he was secretly delighted and said.

"...Thank you, Master."

Linghu Jian smiled helplessly, he was grateful to Ye Xuan from the bottom of his heart, and responded.

"Here's your sword."

Ye Xuan's right hand shook violently, and that giant rock sword immediately fell into Linghu Jian's hands.

"I still have something to do, so I'll leave first."

Ye Xuan looked at the others, smiled, and said calmly.

"Wait a minute."

At this time, Linghu Feng suddenly stepped forward and shouted.

"Ok?"

Ye Xuan immediately turned around, half-closed his eyes, his eyes were a little colder, stared at Linghu Feng, and said: "Master Linghu, what's the matter?"

"Senior Wuming, your swordsmanship is unparalleled, thank you for accepting Jianer as your apprentice. This is a little care."

A wry smile appeared on Linghu Feng's face, and he quickly took out a beautiful box from his bosom, handed it to Ye Xuan's palm, and said: "This is the supreme treasure pill, called Blood Refining God Pill, which is of great benefit to swordsmen. "

"Thank you, Master Linghu."

Ye Xuan took the embroidered box and opened it. There was indeed a scarlet treasure pill, which was obviously something extraordinary. He was very grateful to Linghu Feng for such a precious gift. Immediately, he looked at Linghu Jian and said: " Disciple, come here first, and I will teach you a sword art as a teacher."

"..."

Linghu Jian's heart was bleeding.

The blood refinement pill, which is a supreme medicine, is of great benefit to swordsmen, but his father actually gave it to Ye Xuan.

awkward!

But Linghu Jian had no choice but to bear the pain of cutting flesh in his heart, walked to Ye Xuan, lowered his voice, and said indifferently: "Well, Ye Xuan, you actually dare to lie to my father."

"Okay, good boy, don't say I'm not righteous. I'll tell you a sword formula, and you will silently remember it in your heart."

Ye Xuan chuckled a few times, he won't hand over the Blood Refining Pill that he got easily.

Immediately, he silently recited a sword formula in his mouth, letting Linghu Jian firmly remember it in his heart.

"This sword technique is called Xuemei, and it is the sword I used just now. Remember, this sword technique cannot be passed on, even to your father."

Ye Xuan's eyes were extremely firm, and he said in a deep voice.

"...You guys, you are really willing to give up. The blood refinement pill, given to you, is really a gift."

Linghu Jian smiled, remembered the sword formula in his heart, and responded.

The envoys from several other ancient sects all showed excitement after seeing Ye Xuan teach the mysterious sword art of Linghu Sword.

Undoubtedly, in the eyes of those envoys, the mysterious sword art practiced by Ye Xuan must have been inherited by Ximen Chuuxue. It possesses infinite power and must be extremely powerful.

With only one supreme treasure medicine in exchange for a supreme sword art, Linghu Feng's abacus really made a "cracking" sound.

"Cough cough."

At this time, the envoy sent by Kongtong couldn't help coughing a few times, and quickly took out a precious garment from his arms, with a flattering smile on his face, walked up to Ye Xuan, and said, "Mr. The Celestial Silkworm Treasure Clothes can resist the erosion of water and fire, although it is not as valuable as the Blood Alchemy Pill, but it is still the same Treasure Clothes, Mister Wuming please accept it.”

"Ha ha."

Ye Xuan smiled coldly, but he didn't even look at the Can Baoyi that day, and said indifferently: "I am nameless, and I don't accept all the rags. The blood refinement pill is a precious medicine of the world, and it is also a treasure of the Huashan School. If not, I Wuming will never accept it."

"..."

The envoy sent by Kongtong suddenly became ashamed and had no choice but to leave in despair.

"Everyone, don't be wishful thinking. Just take out some junk and just want to exchange for the supreme sword art. This is just a daydream."

Ye Xuan snorted coldly, looked at the envoys from the other great ancient sects with more contempt, and said mockingly.

"Hehe, it's not that I said that you Kongtong faction are too stingy and dishonest, but our Songshan faction is more sincere."

At this moment, a middle-aged man with graying temples sneered a few times and walked out of the crowd.

I saw this middle-aged man, carrying a long sword, with a pair of sword eyebrows and star eyes, with an extremely serious expression.

Under the gaze of everyone, the middle-aged man quickly took out a fragmented manual from his arms, with a flattering smile on his face, he said: "Mr. Wuming, this is the evil sword technique. Although it is only a fragmented manual, its value can be imagined." And know."

"……roll!"

Ye Xuan didn't even look at the evil-resisting swordsmanship, and sternly said: "If it's a complete evil-resisting swordsmanship, it might still be able to catch my eyes. But it's just a fragment, and it's worthless at all."

"This?"

The middle-aged man smiled helplessly, and said: "The other half of the scroll is said to be in the Qimen Dunjia in Lop Nur, and I can't get it out now."

"Oh, really?"

Ye Xuan smiled, took the evil sword technique from the middle-aged man, and turned a page casually.

When Ye Xuan saw the words above the evil sword technique, the smile on his face stopped abruptly and was replaced by endless anger.

"If you want to practice this skill, you must first go to the palace!"

Ye Xuan's face was livid, and he crushed the half of the score in his hand into powder in an instant. He looked at the man coldly, and said indifferently: "You are looking for death."

"Senior Unnamed, I made an unintentional mistake. This evil sword technique is indeed extremely powerful."

The middle-aged man's heart trembled violently, he didn't dare to look at Ye Xuan squarely, his body was trembling constantly, and he said.

"Well, then you can go to practice."

Ye Xuan's right hand shook violently, and a stern sword light cut across the middle-aged man's lower body.

"Here!"

A crisp voice sounded.

A streak of scarlet blood immediately flowed from the middle-aged man's lower body.

"what!"

The middle-aged man's face was extremely ferocious, his eyes were bloodshot, he was obviously in great pain, and even fainted.

"I am nameless. Although I am not a decent person, I will never practice those crooked methods."

Ye Xuan squinted his eyes halfway, his eyes were extremely cold, and he said indifferently: "If you dare to give me that crooked formula again, I will kill you without mercy."

At this moment, the atmosphere suddenly became extremely cold, and the people around did not dare to act rashly at all.

But that arrogant and unrestrained saintess chuckled a few times, her soft and beautiful face was covered with a foggy white veil.

She took out a embroidered handkerchief from her bosom, walked slowly to Ye Xuan, with a confident smile on her face, and said, "Senior Unnamed, this handkerchief is a treasure given by my teacher. My little girl I am not talented enough to comprehend the mysteries of it. Please accept the nameless senior."

"The treasure that Wu Yazi gave you?"

Ye Xuan seemed to believe it or not, staring at the handkerchief carefully. As the saying goes, beautiful women are mostly snakes and scorpions, and the words in their mouths are not very reliable. Take the handkerchief.

"This handkerchief is unremarkable, and there is no mystery at all."

Ye Xuan tried again and again, but didn't see anything strange from that handkerchief.

"Senior Anonymous, please take a second look, the little girl will never lie to you."

The Happy Saintess smiled charmingly, her soft and water-like eyes made people's hearts flutter.

"Want to seduce me?"

Ye Xuan sneered a few times, and said indifferently in his heart, he looked at the handkerchief carefully again according to what the Happy Maiden said.

When Ye Xuan put that handkerchief under the moonlight, he saw a few words.

"See you tonight."

Ye Xuan squinted his eyes, staring at those words, a sneer suddenly appeared on his face.

"Beauty trap! I like it."

Ye Xuan said in his heart, and then, he purposely looked at the Holy Maiden with greedy eyes, and said, "This handkerchief indeed has something mysterious about it."

After speaking, Ye Xuan chuckled, his palm trembled, and that handkerchief instantly turned into powder.

There were still people around who wanted to step up to look at the handkerchief, but they didn't have the chance.

"Senior Unnamed, can you tell my daughter the mystery of the handkerchief?"

The Happy Maiden smiled, stepped forward, stared at Ye Xuan seriously, and asked.

"Of course!"

Ye Xuan squinted his eyes, looking very cunning, leaned over to the ear of the Happy Maiden, and whispered, "Where will we meet tonight?"

"Whatever you want."

The free and unfettered saint smiled charmingly. In this world, I am afraid that there are not many men who can resist the beauty trick.

Especially, it was a beauty trick used by a beautiful woman like her.

"The city walls of Kunlun City are not bad at night."

Ye Xuan smiled, stretched out his hand to pinch the waist of the Holy Maiden, and said, "I'm leaving first."

"Congratulations to the nameless master!"

Linghu Jian was very grateful to Ye Xuan, since he wanted to act, it must be done very realistically.

"Ha ha."

Ye Xuan's expression was extremely indifferent, and he disappeared into the air as soon as he moved his body.

"Holy Maiden, dare to ask Senior Unnamed, what did you say to you just now?"

Several other ancient sects hurried forward and asked.

"It's nothing."

The Holy Maiden's eyes turned cold, and she said indifferently.

……

Late at night.

The cool moonlight splashed and fell from the starry sky, shining on the ice and snow city wall.

Wearing a long white gown, the Happy Maiden is as beautiful as a real fairy, but her face is still covered by a layer of white gauze.

She walked slowly to the city wall and whispered, "Senior Unnamed."

"Oh!"

As soon as the Happy Maiden yelled out, she was hit by a ghostly figure on the back of the neck, and immediately passed out.

"Take you in exchange for jade lotus root, there is no way Wu Yazi is not willing to buy this deal."

That ghostly figure, with a few sneers on his face, said indifferently.

(End of this chapter)