A mocking sneer appeared on the corner of the other party's mouth again, and he said lightly: "The reward of one hundred thousand taels has been handed over to Old Man Huo, you can collect it yourself, but the next target..."
Before the other party finished speaking, Ye Qingxuan turned around and left.
"Stop!" The rich man frowned, and said coldly, "I haven't finished my words yet, did you ever let you go?"
Ye Qingxuan didn't give in, walked straight out, and at the same time said in a colder voice than the other party: "The legs grow on me, it's up to me whether I want to go or not!"
The rich man was furious, and shouted: "Didn't Old Man Huo tell you that this mission is just the beginning, and you can only get paid if you complete the next goal, and there is still two hundred thousand taels of reward waiting for you... "
Ye Qingxuan kept walking, and said lightly: "Talking about business, let old man Huo come to me, you are not worthy!"
"asshole!"
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The figure flickered, and the rich man passed over Ye Qingxuan's head, and stopped in front of him, with a cold face, and said in a deep voice: "The old man 'Yun Lei Shou' Zhu Yun, has been in the rivers and lakes for forty years, and no one has ever dared to talk to me like that. "
"Then you met today!" Ye Qingxuan didn't care, and looked at the other party coldly.
Zhu Yun's complexion changed, half of his body moved quickly, and his single palm fell sharply.
With the sound of "snap", the four legs of the entire Eight Immortals table on the side were suddenly broken into several pieces, while the table top of the middle palm was intact, and it slapped on the ground with a clatter.
Smash the table table with one palm, this kind of kung fu can be done by anyone with a little skill in the world, it seems to be completely unreliable, but in Ye Qingxuan's eyes, he carefully observed that the other party obviously only made one palm, But the palm force is evenly divided into four parts, respectively applied to the four table legs, while the table top of the middle palm remains intact. Such a result is not something ordinary people can achieve.
"Good palm power!" Ye Qingxuan's eyelids twitched slightly, "[Four points reminding the mountain palm]?"
What fascinates him is not only this martial art and the opponent's cultivation, but also the source of this exercise.
Buddhism, law sect.
It is as famous as Zen Buddhism, and its teachings are divided into four disciplines: precepts, precepts, precepts, and precepts, also known as the four-part Vinaya.
However, unlike the many Zen sects, the Rhythm School has always been unified, and the ancestral court is located in the Dalu Temple.
Back then in Xuzhou Mansion, in the confrontation with Cao Sheng, Ruhua once defeated Monk Guangjie of Dalu Temple, and even both sides were poisoned by "Flying Demon" Xin Dongqing's "Red Blood Red Lotus", in order to ease the conflict between the two sides , Ye Qingxuan took great risks to rescue Guangjie, originally thought that there would be no more conflicts with Dalu Temple, but unexpectedly, he met such a person again today.
"So he's a man of knowledge." Zhu Yun put his hands on his side, his conceited expression couldn't be suppressed, he forgot to look outside the door, and said indifferently: "Old man Zhu Yun ranks fourth among the lay disciples of Dalu Temple, and he can be patient with you." It's enough to give you face by talking. Yan Shisan, let me tell you clearly, since you have already boarded this boat, it will not be so easy to get off now."
Ye Qingxuan did not move.
He was still thinking about the reason why the other party suddenly made trouble for him.
But in the other party's eyes, it was this Yan Shisan who was afraid...
So the other party's face became even more insolent!
Zhu Yun's two eyebrows were condensed together, he took a few square steps, sat down on a chair next to him, and reprimanded him: "Bai Zhongyun's work, you did it beautifully, but you Too stupid, very stupid... to get together with Shuai Tianfan, and openly fight against Li Daozong of 'One Sword Villa', making the whole city stormy."
While talking, Zhu Yun did not forget to pat the handrail, and cursed loudly: "Have you forgotten your identity? You are a murderer, not a swordsman. If you want to be famous in the world, don't do this business of licking blood!" , if your face becomes known to the whole world, how can you proceed to the next task? It's just a bastard, it's just ridiculous!"
Ye Qingxuan turned his head coldly, looked at the other party and said indifferently: "I only take care of collecting money and doing things, and it's not your turn to take care of my private affairs!"
"I don't know how to advance or retreat!"
With a cold snort, Zhu Yun suddenly stood up, took a step forward, and said coldly, "Don't think that you are irreplaceable. This task is just a selection process. You are not the only one who completes the task..."
"That's great." Ye Qingxuan's heart moved, and he said coldly: "From now on, I will officially quit!"
After finishing speaking, the paused pace started again and went straight to the outside of the gate.
The red-faced Zhu Yun finally became furious, pointed at Ye Qingxuan, and shouted: "Yan Shisan, if you dare to take another step forward, I promise, those two legs will no longer be yours?"
As soon as the words fell, there was a sound of clothes ripping through the air from all around outside the gate, and the number was probably no less than twenty or thirty people.
A trace of sullenness that had never been seen before emerged in his eyes, and Ye Qingxuan finally stood still.
Zhu Yun snorted coldly, and said lightly: "You don't eat the toast, you eat the fine wine! What kind of place do you think this is? If you obediently bow your head and apologize to me, maybe I will..."
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A gust of wind blew gently, and Yan Shisan, who was standing still, suddenly turned around, and the two fingers of his right hand joined together to form a sword, piercing his right eye with a sharp and unusual move.
Zhu Yun stared, shouted loudly, stretched out his hands, and spat out his palms towards Ye Qingxuan's face!
Ye Qingxuan immediately felt a strong, almost suffocating air rushing towards his face, half of his body flashed, and the sword in his hand turned over immediately, cutting three times in a row.
Three streams of Gang Qi volleyed in the air and flew towards Zhu Yun from the side.
Hiss hiss.
Suddenly there was a sound like four rips in the air, and the palm that Zhu Yun just struck was suddenly divided into four, which not only canceled out the power of Ye Qingxuan's three swords, but the remaining energy condensed into four. Zhu, came straight to Ye Qingxuan's door.
Ye Qingxuan let out a cold snort, turned his body in the air, and together with the sword in his hand, the flowers bloomed in an instant!
The condensed palm hit the air in an instant, and flashed across the thousands of flowers without touching the body.
And those thousands of flower shadows merged into one in an instant, and thousands of swords merged into one sword, and they went straight to Zhu Yun's eyes.
This is one of the most powerful three swords in [Thirteen Swords of Death]!
The eleventh sword!
The light in Zhu Yun's eyes suddenly radiated to the extreme, and he waved his hands back and forth, left and right, his body was as heavy as Mount Tai, and the twelve arms formed with strong energy were respectively grasping Ye Qingxuan's finger sword, arm, chest, back...
At this moment, the finger sword in Ye Qingxuan's hand also changed...
The already extremely fast sword momentum suddenly disappeared!
There is only one word to describe this sword, and that is - fast!
No rules, no boundaries, just extremely fast!
It was so close that Zhu Yun's eyes could already see the trajectory of this move...
In martial arts in the world, there is no strength that cannot be broken, only speed can't be broken!
When Zhu Yun's arm was still on the way to grab Ye Qingxuan, Ye Qingxuan's two fingers had already touched Zhu Yun's eyebrows!
"It's a pity." Ye Qingxuan's mouth curled into a mocking smile, exactly the same as the one on Zhu Yun's face when we first met, and said in a faint voice: "It's a pity that your [Moyun Hand] only practiced to twelve points, if you reach ten If you score six points, maybe you can still block my sword..."