Ye Qingxuan looked at the "Ghost Claw" Nie Tu who was limp on the ground and foaming at the mouth, looked at his hands, and the sluggish Eagle King and others around him, shrugged helplessly, and said: "Sorry, I didn't control the rhythm for a while, and I upgraded again!"
Everyone shouted and cursed, wishing they could go up and beat this little bastard to death!
Ying Wang and others interrogated Nie Tu, and were worried that his violent skill would hurt others, so they asked Ye Qingxuan to find a way to securely seal the other party's skill, and Ye Qingxuan took it for granted that he used [Beiming Divine Art].
Just kidding, don't take advantage of it, that's a bastard!
Ye Qingxuan didn't know how much internal energy he could transform by sucking up the power of a master of heaven. With the mentality of taking advantage and experimenting, Ye Qingxuan operated the [Beiming Divine Art], and the feeling of absorbing human power was really amazing. It was so comfortable, like soaking in a warm hot spring. On a whim, he forgot to control the degree of absorption, and directly sucked all of Nie Tu's whole body skills. Foaming at the mouth.
And Ye Qingxuan's strength instantly jumped from the sixth level of the Returning Void Realm to the eighth level of the Returning Void Realm. There is no doubt that this time, with the improvement of his strength, he is already firmly seated at the thirty-sixth place in the top list.
And the original thirty-sixth person was now lying on the ground, humming like a pig waiting to be slaughtered.
There is no way for this person to be interrogated. The Eagle King rubbed his brows, but after a while he said: "Ye Xiaoyou's skill is quite amazing, I don't know if there is a barrier to the promotion of this [Northern Divine Art]? If I keep providing you with Can a warrior with a deep spirit be promoted all the way to Shattered Void?"
Ye Qingxuan shook his head, and said: "Eagle King Mingjian, [Beiming Divine Art] is miraculous, but above the Guixu Realm, the pursuit of martial arts is not simply the accumulation of aura. The understanding of the laws of heaven and earth lies in its In Guixu Realm, the Ninth and Tenth Realms are the pass points. If I can’t comprehend the heaven and the earth before this, and reach the point of ‘communication between heaven and man’, I’m afraid that no matter how much stellar energy I absorb, I will automatically lose it. It's gone. Just this time, the younger generation has already felt the loss of stellar qi."
"It should be so." The Eagle King looked up to the sky and sighed, and said slowly: "'Heaven-human sympathy' is a wonderful realm, where humans and heaven and earth echo each other, and the meridians of the body also undergo strange changes. It can survive outside the body and be fully controlled in the mythical realm, then it will be the stage of transcendence and holiness, people will not be mortals, and a halo of divine dao will appear in the back of the head, which is the manifestation of the condensed qi outside."
The silver eagle on the side nodded and said: "Historical records, when the Dragon God Ao Lie was promoted to the mythical realm, a halo of blue, red and yellow appeared on the back of his head. His divine power was natural, but his aura was already impressive. Even though the Dragon God was tyrannical and the people complained deeply, But before it shattered the void, no one in the world dared to rebel."
When everyone mentioned the majesty of the Dragon God back then, they couldn't help but sigh.
The Eagle King clapped the armrest, stood up proudly, and said, "Since we don't have any detailed information about the Demon Sect or Fengyi Pavilion for the time being, then please take this opportunity to sweep away the surrounding hostile forces. Ye Qingxuan, the matter you mentioned yesterday can be dealt with immediately." Going to do it... Hell? Hmph, it's just a dead bug, it doesn't bite, but it's disgusting. Take someone to clean it up, just to test your promotion strength!"
"Follow the Eagle King's order!"
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In the middle of the night, the moon is bright, and the courtyard in the small courtyard is as bright as day.
Fu Pingsheng sat alone in the lobby.
Beside him, there is a low red sandalwood table, on which there is a jug of wine.
The jug was empty, but there was still wine in the cup, which was held in Fu Pingsheng's right palm.
This glass of wine had been poured for a long time, and only a little was drunk. When Fu Pingsheng poured this glass of wine, he had no intention of drinking.
Now he has even forgotten the existence of this glass of wine, and his eyes did not fall on this glass of wine.
It didn't land anywhere. Although his eyes were wide open, he actually didn't see anything, and it wasn't just his eyes. His blood seemed to have frozen.
He was lost in thought.
A hundred years ago, he was still the star of "Hell". For a woman, he persuaded his father to cooperate with Tianji Pavilion and Zhuo Huifan, preparing to usurp the position of Fengyi Pavilion Pavilion Master in one fell swoop, and with the strength of the largest gangster faction, control Fengyi Pavilion, a mythical existence of Baidao martial arts.
This plan sounds extremely crazy, but after meeting Zhuo Huifan, he knew that it was a very possible wish to come true.
It's just that he didn't expect at all that that woman was just using him in the end.
Just a hundred years ago today, Zhuo Huifan personally led the masters of Bai Dao to encircle and suppress the "Hell" forces. If he hadn't recuperated his injuries in other places beforehand, this catastrophe would be enough to make Hell disappear from the world.
Betrayed by the woman he loves and has the hatred to destroy his family, the hatred in Fu Pingsheng's heart has supported him to live for a hundred years.
However, for a full hundred years, what he did was almost insignificant for revenge.
For a long time, he was angry at his own incompetence and became more gloomy. Not to mention his subordinates, even his own grandchildren were willing to give up.
Today is the time for my grandson to give himself an explanation.
The night wind blows in from outside the door. After the heavy rain, the wind carries the fragrance of soil, flowers and plants, and also brings scattered and low-pitched drums in the distance.
It's already three o'clock.
When Fang knocked on the third watch, Fu Pingsheng's sluggish eyes became flexible, and his frozen face also changed. He suddenly smiled coldly and said, "It's already the third watch."
As soon as the words fell, he raised his glass vigorously, raised his head and drank the rest of the wine in the glass.
The cold wine pierced his throat like an ice knife, and the blood in his body seemed to return to normal due to the stimulation of this cold wine.
Immediately he threw the wine glass out of his hand.
With a "jingle", the wine glass shattered on the ground, creating a deep hole.
Almost at the same time, there was a sound of clothes, and a figure flew down in front of the hall like a bird.
As soon as he fell, his figure immediately stabilized, as stable as Mount Tai.
Zong Xuan has arrived.
The hall was brightly lit, and the front of the hall was also shrouded in lights. In the radiance of the lights, Zong Xuan's brocade clothes and the red ribbon hanging from the knife handle behind his back were even more dazzling.
Fu Pingsheng's eyes fell on the talented face of his grandson.
And Zong Xuan was also staring at Fu Pingsheng's face.
The four eyes met, and they struck in mid-air like swords.
Fu Pingsheng's eyes were filled with murderous intent, he held the armrest of the chair tightly with both hands, and said calmly, "Xian Sun, where is the person I want?"
He was talking about Shentu Batian!
Zong Xuan said calmly: "Here comes the man."
boom!
When the words fell, the entire gate of the small courtyard was turned into ashes...
A long figure slowly came out from the swirling dust, Fu Pingsheng's eyebrows twitched, and he looked at the figure in front of him in disbelief.
That was the enemy he least wanted to meet in his life—"Bad Saber" Shentu Zhenyue.
At this moment, he knew that he had been betrayed, betrayed again by his own grandson!
"Very good, very good!" Fu Pingsheng's eyes almost burst into flames.
Shentu Zhenyue smiled coldly, "Not good, not good!"
Zong Xuan stood against the wind, his clothes and hair fluttering, and the red tassel of the gun next to him also flew in the wind like blood.
Shentu Zhenyue walked three feet behind Zongxuan, looked at Fu Pingsheng who was facing him, and smiled slightly: "Fu Pingsheng, long time no see──"
"Really... It's been a long time." Fu Pingsheng stood up slowly, his eyes turned from Zong Xuan's face to Shentu Zhenyue's, and said: "Shentu Zhenyue, I haven't seen you for nearly a hundred years. I can't imagine that you are so old."
Shentu Zhenyue turned his eyes, and said: "How can you be an old man who has been shackled for a hundred years, pampered and well-behaved, and has the ability to keep his face?"
Fu Pingsheng's expression turned gloomy immediately, "City Lord Shentu was smart all his life, so he never thought he would trust a child's words and risk his life lightly."
Shentu Zhenyue smiled, and asked: "In today's world, who can dare to say that this old man is in danger? Even if Luo Podi is in front of him, so what? You, Fu Pingsheng, have settled in a shabby household, so what is it?"
"Shentu Zhenyue, you are as arrogant as ever!" Fu Pingsheng's eyes were red and he was about to spurt blood.
"This old man has always been arrogant, you Fu Pingsheng didn't just find out today."
Fu Pingsheng was at a loss for words.
Shentu Zhenyue's people, like his saber, are full of domineering, killing people beyond par.
At this time, Zong Xuan on the side said slowly: "City Master, with the opponent's martial arts, he is by no means your opponent. Be careful that other masters in Hell will take the opportunity to attack..."
"As expected." Shentu Zhenyue remained unmoved, glanced away, and said indifferently: "Friends who are hiding, it's time to show up now."
As soon as the voice fell, two figures appeared on the top of the small building, namely Ice Spear and Flame Wheel.
Feng, Lei, Yu, and Dian appeared one after another, but they appeared around the small courtyard from four different directions, surrounding Shentu Zhenyue and Zong Xuan.
Shentu Zhenyue didn't change his face, and said: "Hell Prison is full of elites. It seems that Mr. Fu is going to put all his eggs in one basket. Isn't he afraid of losing everything?"
Fu Pingsheng laughed sinisterly: "Actually, I already knew that Zong Xuan was unreliable, and everything here was prepared for those who came to seek revenge, but I didn't expect that the person he could invite was you!"
"I didn't think so much." Shentu Zhenyue said with a smile: "I have never paid attention to the kind of people who hide their heads and tails and avoid people all the year round."
Fu Pingsheng snorted and said, "I admire the good mouth."
Shentu Zhenyue looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "If you want to go up, you can go up now!"
Next to Dian Jian handed over a dragon-headed staff, Fu Pingsheng shouted: "Look at the staff!"
With a wave of the dragon head stick, he swept out flatly, this move did not change, but it was like a thunderbolt, and the one who blocked it was Pi Yi.
Shentu Zhenyue didn't move, just watched the other party's dragon-headed stick hit in front of him, and sure enough, the force of the stick suddenly changed, the sound of breaking through the air was heard, and both ends of the dragon-headed stick shot out hidden weapons!
They were all hidden weapons that sealed the throat with blood, Shentu Zhenyue couldn't let it go, and avoided it, Fu Pingsheng's dragon-headed staff struck from the side again.
Shentu Zhenyue waved his palm away, and said with a sneer, "To be old and not die is to be a thief, and the martial arts in Hell Prison are considered peerless, but I didn't expect to be used so viciously by you. Fu Pingsheng, you really disappoint me!"
Fu Pingsheng and Shentu Zhenyue, respectively representing the top forces of the two generations of the underworld, fought in one place!