Chapter 159

A smile came out from the corner of Ye Xuan's mouth. He looked up to the sky, and his voice was calm. He said, "killing is only a means, but it's my temperament, but Wu Jue Xian is different. My cultivation is better than him too much. Today's World War I will be invincible. If I kill him, my dignity will sue me, which is not allowed at all."

"No, sir. This Wujue immortal is a very evil person. Although he lost the battle with you today, if he makes great progress in cultivation in the future, he will fight with you again in case you......" Huang pangzi said anxiously.

"Oh!"

Ye Xuan smiled, but his smile was mysterious and profound. He turned and looked at Huang pangzi. His voice said in a low voice: "no one in the world is my opponent, and Wu Jue Xian is the one I want to cultivate. I want to see how far his martial arts road can go, because I am too lonely to have an opponent, but he let me see a ray of hope."

Looking at Ye Xuan's mysterious smile, Huang pangzi was stunned. To tell the truth, although he followed Ye Xuan for a short time, he also knew Ye Xuan's sinister temperament very well.

It's just that how far Ye Xuan's cultivation has reached, which has always been a mystery. He wanted to ask, but he swallowed it back to his mouth.

"Moreover, I have a hunch that in a few days, Wu Jue Xian will come to the door in person, because he knows that only I can let him set foot on the road to heaven, and he will also be used by me. That's why I didn't kill him."

Ye Xuan smiled with a firm voice, which also changed the yellow fat man's face. His eyes looked dull at Ye Xuan.

"You... You mean... Wujue immortal will join the underworld?" The fat yellow man uttered a voice in horror.

"Then you will know."

Ye Xuan smiled mysteriously and turned back to the Qingyun building. Only fat Huang was left speechless, but he was very excited at the bottom of his eyes.

Wu Jue Xian, a proud man, if there is no existence of Ye Xuan, he is a figure without solution. But is this kind of proud character really willing to submit to Ye Xuan?

Huang pangzi didn't dare to think about it, but he had an extremely strong premonition. This premonition came from his blind worship of Ye Xuan, because Huang pangzi knew that his master would never do anything uncertain.

……

The whole world was in an uproar and the whole world shook.

Wu Jue Xian's defeat simply broke the world's glasses, but ye Xuan's name spread all over the world. He was really recognized as the first expert in the East all over the world, and no one could compete with him.

It was also at this time that the envoy just sent by the Japanese country was coming to Jiangnan City. The Japanese envoy wanted to get back the villager's magic knife from ye Xuan, but was quickly recalled by the Japanese emperor. Obviously, the Japanese people were extremely afraid of Ye Xuan's terror.

It's not just the country of Japan. The patroness of Gaoli is coming to the country of Xia. She wants to meet Ye Xuan, the first expert in the East, and major forces around the world send congratulatory messages to wish Ye Xuan to ascend the throne of the first expert in the East.

At the same time, many ancient martial arts powers have stationed in Jiangnan City. Many young talents go to Qingyun building every day to worship ye Xuan as a teacher.

Some of these young talents come from the Xia Kingdom and more from all over the world, but without exception, they are the leading figures of major forces in order to worship ye Xuan, which can also make the forces behind them label Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan was very upset these days until ye Xuan ordered Huang pangzi to kill all the young men and women sent by several big forces, which made Qingyun Xiaozhu usher in a rare quiet.

Logically speaking, the killing of young leaders of major forces will certainly make these forces angry and reduce their anger. However, they know that they are facing Ye Xuan, and they are the first expert in the East. They dare not even fart. They take back the bodies of these young leaders and dare not disturb Ye Xuan's peace any more.

People's names and the shadow of trees are ye Xuan's current prestige, which also makes global forces extremely afraid.

After all, a hundred years ago, Wu Jue Xian swept across the East and pushed all the way to the West. It is such a terrible man who was defeated by Ye Xuan. How dare they be presumptuous to Ye Xuan?

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At the same time, Japan, in the emperor's pavilion.

The Japanese emperor sat on the throne, his head kneeling full of Japanese warriors, and the atmosphere of this space was extremely depressed.

"The emperor is at the top. Murakami's magic knife is the most precious treasure of our country. How can it be reduced to Ye Xuan?"

"Yes, the Tiancong cloud sword has disappeared for a long time. This village demon sword is very important to our country. It is also the key to open the door of God. If it can't be taken back, it will cause great damage to our country."

Many courtiers spoke in succession, which also made the Japanese emperor look gloomy and silent for a long time.

"Emperor..."

Bang!

"Enough!"

Suddenly, the Japanese emperor suddenly broke the jade beside him. He looked at many courtiers with a ferocious face and said, "even the Wujue fairy was defeated in his hands. How can you let the emperor get back the village demon knife?"

"Have you all forgotten?"

"A hundred years ago, Wu Jue Xian set foot in Japan and defeated our warriors one by one. This shame has not been washed away until now, and Wu Jue Xian is not ye Xuan's opponent. Do you want history to repeat itself?"

The Japanese emperor roared angrily, which also made the ministers silent. After a few decades of rest, the Japanese emperor suppressed his anger, looked gloomy and said, "the village demon sword must not be lost, and it is also the key to open the door of Shishen. Since we can't come openly, we can take it secretly!"

"Come on, tell the village family to take back the village magic knife no matter what method they use. If they can't complete the task, let everyone in the village family cut themselves." The Japanese emperor uttered a gloomy voice and asked a servant to quickly convey his orders to the Murakami family.

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At the same time.

In the west, in a luxurious manor.

The strong smell of blood floated in the air, and a large number of corpses were soft enough to be in a pool of blood. A blonde woman was half kneeling on the ground with a long western sword. Her eyes were red and tears blurred her eyes.

"Tell me, tell me, who are you, and what grudge do I have against you, that I should destroy my whole family?" The Sith sword saint's silver teeth clenched, and the towering hatred in his eyes seemed to be as solid as substance, and he was shouting.

"Blame you for being ignorant of the times. If you want to avenge the waste saber, since you dare to fight against my husband, you must have the consciousness of death."

Steamed bread, the leader of the bloody ghost in the underworld, with a bloody long knife in his hand, is looking at the Sith sword Saint coldly, and behind him are the members of the bloody ghost group, who have slaughtered the whole manor.

"Ye... Ye Xuan... Is it... Is it him?" The Sith sword saint's eyes were wide open, his fists were tightly held together, and his eyes were full of unspeakable hatred.

"Sith sword saint, today is your death. Go to hell with your family."

The steamed bread smiled cruelly. The blood knife crossed the void and cut off the Sith sword saint. The extremely bloodthirsty light crossed the bottom of the steamed bread's eyes. Obviously, he was about to complete the task assigned by Ye Xuan, and he was in a good mood.

Suddenly!

At this critical moment, a strange smile of Jie came from the void. A touch of blood covered the Sith sword saint. In the surprised eyes of steamed bread, the Sith sword Saint disappeared in place out of thin air.

"Bold, who dares to stop me from killing in the underworld?"

The steamed bread roared loudly, and the blood knife in his hand buzzed and exploded. He looked at the world from afar, looking for the mysterious figure who saved the Sith sword saint.

"Jie Jie!"

"Go back and tell Ye Xuan that our battle with him has just begun. Before long, we will let him know what real despair is."

There was a gloomy and funny smile in the void. As the sound became farther and farther away, it also made the steamed bread look extremely gloomy, and the whole body was even more terrible.