Emperor of Eternals

Chapter 821
"Following your master, I really can't learn anything well. Like a teacher, there must be a disciple. They are all fucking trash..."

The white-haired man obviously didn't like this man named Yuan Ji very much, so he was very rude in his words, not only scolded him, but also scolded his master as well.

But at this moment, Yuan Ji could only listen silently, smiling flatteringly and nodding repeatedly.

"Hey, disciple knows, disciple, be more careful in the future!"

"This time, my teacher has instructed me to learn more from you, and I will improve myself!"

"So, disciple, listen to the teachings, and what you keep saying is what you say!"

Obviously, the silver-haired man has a very high status, so even if the man named Yuan Ji is reprimanded and scolded miserably, he still smiles all over his face, nods repeatedly, and dare not even say a word of dissatisfaction.

Completely looking like a slave, and he behaved so humblely, but he was still unwelcome.

The silver-haired man snorted, and then said: "Okay, stop fucking flattering, tell me how is your business going? Don't screw me up!"

"The other powerful disciples in the Langhuan Secret Realm have already tried their best to get rid of them!"

"Yes, yes, I don't worry about this!" Seeing that he asked about something serious, Yuan Ji quickly agreed.

He said in a respectful voice: "Don't worry, Patriarch, I have already instructed my juniors to do it, and if I think about it, there will be no mistakes!"

"After all, the disciples of our Futu Sect who came this time are all elites. I don't know how much stronger they are than the trash from the other four Sects. Therefore, if they take action and attack secretly, we guarantee that there will be no mistakes!"

"The four big clans guarantee that as many people will come and die, none will be left behind!"

"Hmph, it's so easy to say!" Yinfa heard the words, seeing that he said it so easily, but still sneered.

The eyes that had been closed all the time slowly opened, then turned to look at Yuan Ji, and said with a sneer: "It's easy and simple, but I hope you don't screw me up, otherwise, even if you are Dong Guofu Number One Disciple, I will kill you as usual, and let you suffer a terrible death, and punish you for a mistake!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, Patriarch, no, nothing will go wrong!" He said firmly again.

But at this time, he spoke with incomparable respect, but in his heart, he was already scolding the sky.

When meeting the old ancestor who spoke like this and ignored him so much, Yuan Ji's face remained unchanged, and he still replied with a smile, but his eyes gradually became sharper and more gloomy.

At this time, the man stared at the silver-haired old man in front of him, and groaned in his heart: "Damn it, Jiuyou, you bastard, what the hell are you! If it wasn't for being forced to help you, you thought I would serve you! "

"You still fucking look down on my master, I don't know how much better my master is compared to you idiot!"

"You just wait, after you get out, I will tell you all about you wantonly beheading the disciples of Piaomiao Sword Sect and the Heishamen, and see if you can afford to destroy the alliance of the three families!"

"You fucking kill me, I don't know who to kill! You wait for me, after I become the patriarch of Faying, after I have mastered the power, I must have your cramps skinned!"

Cursing secretly, cursing fiercely, to vent the anger in my heart.

At this moment, he hated this Jiuyou Patriarch to the bone.

But when he wantonly vented his anger and cursed again and again in his heart, he heard the Jiuyou Patriarch suddenly snorted coldly, and then his whole complexion changed instantly, and he cursed with his brows upside down: "Trash, you can't do things even if I ask you to do it!" it is good!"

"It's definitely certain, and you dare to promise me, who is the person now!"

"You fucking trash, get out of here..."

All of a sudden, the ancestor of Jiuyou seemed to feel something, and then he was furious, and directly cursed in a deep voice, even if the curse was not counted, he just waved his hand at Yuan Ji.

As the patriarch of Faying, he can produce great strength with a random movement, which is very mysterious. Therefore, even if it is just a wave of his hand, it is also difficult for ordinary condensed phase monks to parry.

In this way, between one sleeve, I saw a strong force burst out from Jiuyou sleeve, and the stirring breath turned around,

Suddenly burst into surging force, and before Yuan Ji could react, he directly swept Yuan Ji standing beside him, like a broken ball, like an ant.

At this time, Yuan Ji also weighed a hundred and ten catties, but under Jiuyou's flick of his sleeve, he was thrown out like that doll, and then he couldn't help but slammed into the wall of the palace not far away.

In this way, when Yuan Ji slammed into the wall heavily, the wall behind him was sunken, and after Yuan Ji let out a scream, he even sprayed blood, and was bombarded with internal injuries under one sleeve.

And after falling to the ground, he found it difficult to get up for a while, and could only grin his teeth in pain.

This is the difference between the Faying Patriarch and the monks in the mid-condensation stage. At this time, Jiuyou can definitely be easily regarded as an ant and can be suppressed wantonly, while the latter has no room to resist at all.

"Old Ancestor, Old Ancestor Jiuyou, why are you treating this disciple like this! What did the disciple do wrong?"

Sudden attack, he was beaten lying on the ground, unable to get up for a while, Yuan Ji was really a little puzzled by this innocent disaster for a while, and suddenly he was dissatisfied and angry, and endless anger grew in his heart.

No matter what he said, he was also an outstanding disciple among the younger generation of the Futu Sect, and his cultivation skills were among the best among his peers. Usually, the disciples of the Futu Sect would be respectful and reasonable when they saw him.

Therefore, he also has arrogance. Even if the other party can bear it, he can bear it for a while, but once the other party goes too far, he still can't bear it. He growled and asked, and he lost his anger.

But at this time, Jiuyou heard the words, turned to look at him, his eyes were extremely sinister, full of killing intent.

He didn't answer immediately, but just stared at him like this, as if he wanted to kill him with his eyes.

"You, what are you looking at me for?"

After being stared at by the ancestor of Faying and Jiuyou, for some reason, there was a trace of panic in his heart, and he suspected in his heart in horror: "Could it be possible, could it be that this old monster has become a mind-reading skill!"

"Damn it, he hit me just now because he heard me scolding him secretly!"

"Grass, if that's the case, then this monster will be killed..."

"Hmph, why did you hit you, because you're useless! Show me what that is, do you know these people!"

Just when Yuan Ji asked in shock, and when his heart felt uneasy, Jiuyou spoke angrily again, and while shouting loudly, he raised his hand and pointed to the only passage into the hall.

When Yuan Ji heard this, he quickly turned his head and looked in the direction of his fingers.

(End of this chapter)