Looking at the scene in front of him, ye Xuan was slightly stunned. Unexpectedly, table Junting put such a big battle to meet him. Obviously, she returned to the south of the Yangtze River. This woman attached great importance to it.

"Jun Ting, it's hard for you." Ye Xuan nodded slowly.

"This is what my subordinates should do." Table Junting respectfully uttered a voice, afraid of any complacency.

A luxury car came. As table Junting opened the door and invited Ye Xuan to enter, a large number of black cars opened the road ahead. Ye Xuan and his party also slowly left the airport, but the people near the airport guessed Ye Xuan's identity.

……

Green cloud building.

This is a super villa. No matter what you think or can't imagine, this super villa has everything.

This super villa took a full year to build. It was built under the supervision of table Junting. No one knows who the owner of the villa is. What's more, the outside world has speculated why table Junting, known as poison Luocha, spent a lot of money to build such a luxurious villa.

Today, Qingyun Xiaozhu welcomes his real owner.

Accompanied by table Junting and others, ye Xuan visited some Qingyun buildings, which also made him nod with satisfaction.

No matter the modern facilities or the layout of the house, this Qingyun small building can be called perfect. From here, we can see how much table Junting attaches importance to Ye Xuan.

In the reception hall.

Ye Xuan leaned lazily on the soft sofa, and the table Junting and others bowed around him.

"Mr. Ye, this is the distribution map of exotic animals in various parts of the Xia state. There are suspected blood souls in these places, and the most critical point is that there is an extremely mysterious force rising in the northwest, but Junting is incompetent and doesn't get any useful clues." Table Junting pushed a document to Ye Xuan, with a slightly ashamed face.

After opening the document, ye Xuan gently looked through it. After ten minutes, ye Xuan closed the document, then looked at the table and said to Jun Ting, "you did a good job, and the task I told you was completed very well."

"Mingjun, this is all the information of the Moore group."

Viper, the leader of the dark night in the underworld, has stepped into the ninth floor after a year of cultivation. He respectfully handed a document to Ye Xuan, and then stood down.

When he opened the document, ye Xuan watched it slowly. A sneer came out of the corner of his mouth and said, "Sith sword saint? Want to avenge the crap? The Moore group spent tens of billions of dollars on my head? "

"Steamed bread."

"My subordinates are here." Steamed bread knelt on one knee and smiled foolishly, but he was waiting for ye Xuan's instructions.

"Lead the blood evil group and destroy the Moore group. As for the Sith sword saint, let her family go to hell with her."

Ye Xuan threw the document to the steamed bread, which also made the man giggle and say, "my subordinates obey."

If one of the four leaders of the underworld likes to kill the most, it should be steamed bread. Don't look at this person giggling all day, but it's most appropriate for steamed bread to kill the family.

As steamed bread was ordered to leave, the other two team leaders reported on the situation in the past year.

For half a day, ye Xuan kept issuing various orders and completely made the underworld run. Table Junting made it clear to Ye Xuan that she had unified the underground forces in the south of the Yangtze River this year and was waiting for ye Xuan's orders at any time.

The meeting is over.

They had a simple meal and then dispersed. In addition to the table, Junting stayed in the Qingyun building. Huang pangzi took Gu Beichen to perform some tasks assigned by Ye Xuan.

The sun is setting and night falls.

Ye Xuan, with his hands on his back, looked at the moonlight outside. His eyes were drifting. He didn't know what he was thinking.

"It's time for you to rest, sir."

With a soft voice and a little charm, table Junting covered herself in transparent powder yarn. Her slender body like ivory is looming under the powder yarn, which is blooming extremely attractive charm.

Ye Xuan turned from his thoughts. When he turned and saw the dress of table Junting, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly. It was obvious that he had seen the woman's intention.

"Junting, you are my subordinate. There's no need to do this. You can go back and have a rest." Ye Xuan whispered.

"Junting knows that Mr. doesn't like Junting, but the ancients said that food and color are also good. Mr. is also a man after all, and Junting is still a perfect body. She is willing to give her body to you. Please help me." Table Junting bited her lips.

Ye Xuan shook his head slowly, not moved by the beauty in front of him, but waved his hand and said, "my heart is not here at all. Go and do what you should do."

With these words, ye Xuan turned to return to the house and left the table alone. Jun Ting was a little disappointed, but she had to put on her clothes and leave the Qingyun building.

In the house!

Ye Xuan sat cross legged and a helpless smile appeared on his face. It was not that he was a bad woman. He was also a man after all, but he had no feeling for table Junting. Even if he wanted this woman's body, he would only vent men's desire.

Ye Xuan would not do such a simple thing to vent his desire. After all, his determination is extremely terrible.

Kneeling and breathing, the misty blood light bloomed around him, and ye Xuan quietly entered the cultivation.

……

At the same time.

The duel between the Japanese warrior Murakami Haoyue and the sword God ye Lingtian was also held in Kyoto.

Global attention, the major forces to the scene, because this is the battle of the two top fighters, will be recorded in the annals of human history, everyone wants to witness this scene.

In the expectation of all, two top martial artists in the world signed a certificate of life and death.

When the battle began, everyone was surprised. Just because of this battle, it was almost unimaginable.

A knife is just a knife. When Murakami Haoyue lights up the magic knife, the towering black knife is in full bloom. Ye Lingtian doesn't even block a knife. The divine sword that has accompanied him for a hundred years has also turned into a cold star in the sky.

Ye Lingtian is defeated!

It was a terrible defeat, a great defeat. This defeat was broadcast live by local TV stations, which made the people of the Xia country dull and silent. The martial arts strongman who stood at the peak of the Xia country for a hundred years, even lost in the hands of Murakami Haoyue?

There was an uproar all over the world. The people of Xia did not dare to accept this fact, but they saw from the live TV that ye Lingtian's divine sword was broken and his chest was stained with blood. It was indeed defeated by Murakami Haoyue.

"Is this your sword God? It's not my enemy at all. "

"In my opinion, it's better to give me the honorific title of the sword God of protecting the country. Since then, my village is bright and the moon will protect your Xia country."

On the challenge arena, Murakami Haoyue smiled contemptuously. His words made the people of Xia extremely angry, but there were many martial artists present, but no one played. After all, even ye Lingtian had lost. How could they be Murakami Haoyue's opponents?