Strongest Abandoned Son

Chapter 255: I'm going to sacrifice the sword

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"Junior is really arrogant, but I didn't expect your Qing Gong to be so good. However, no matter how good your Qing Kung is or how sharp-tongued you are, this will be your last time. Www!QuAnBen-XIaoShuo!comBecause I'm afraid of stopping you. The Duanquan Hall behind will kill you, so I will send you on your way first." After Zhang Zhihui finished speaking, the long sword on his back fell into his hand, and he swung the sword out with a sword light.

Ye Mo looked at the sword light coldly. He didn't expect that the old guy had a hand last time. It can be seen that none of these old guys who have practiced to the earth level are Yi Yi's generation, and they are not at all the superficial anger at being called by their names that he shows on the surface. He also understood that the reason Zhang Zhihui wanted to kill him urgently was because he wanted to find Liu Qingluo's flower in him.

If he picks up a weapon and confronts Zhang Zhihui head-on, Ye Mo is sure that he is not his opponent yet. But he is a cultivator, and with the flying sword, there is no need to fight Zhang Zhihui with swords and guns.

Ye Mo stood motionless, raised his hand, and a lavender flying sword had already met the sword light that was stabbing at him rapidly.

With a crisp sound of "ding-dong", the sword light emitted by Zhang Zhihui disappeared, and a half-foot-long sword tip fell to the ground. With one move, Zhang Zhihui's sword was cut off in just one move. Ye Mo thought of the last time Zhang Zhihui cut his lancet and left holes everywhere, and he felt a sense of joy in his heart.

"Flying sword..." Zhang Zhihui stared blankly at the flying sword suspended in the air, said two words in shock and stood there blankly. The long sword with the broken tip was held in his hand like a puppet.

After a long time, he looked at Ye Mo in horror, "You can actually control the flying sword... Who are you?"

Ye Mo sneered, "Why, old man, aren't you going to kill me and steal my things? Why do you look like a coward? Old man, you actually have your mind set on me, you are indeed I’m tired of living.”

Zhang Zhihui didn't expect that what he said to Ye Mo more than a month ago would be returned intact. His face was green and red, but he did not dare to move at all. He knew that if he moved, the flying sword above his head could immediately cut off his head.

He didn't expect that there were people in this world who could practice flying obliquely. This was something in legend. If someone told him elsewhere that he saw the flying sword, he would definitely say that the person was confused, which was absolutely impossible, but now he saw it with his own eyes.

"Since I have nothing to say, just sacrifice your head to my flying sword." Ye Mo sneered, and the flying sword made a beautiful sword flower in the air and landed on Zhang Zhihui's neck.

"No, senior..." Zhang Zhihui no longer dared to say any nonsense. Although he could escape this time, what about next time? What about the next time? As long as there is a flying sword, he will definitely die.

Ye Mo controlled the flying sword and said calmly: "Do you have any last words? Or maybe you are from that hidden sect, tell me, I will go and serve it in one pot."

At this time, Zhang Zhihui no longer dared to doubt Ye Mo's words. Ye Mo's statement that he managed a whole sect in one pot was definitely not nonsense. He indeed had this strength.

"Senior, have mercy on me. Although this junior also belongs to the Hidden Sect cultivator, he is a member of the Zhang family of Xuanjiang." Zhang Zhihui no longer dared to make any mistakes at this time. He knew that as long as he said something wrong, the flying sword could easily penetrate it. His head. Although the flying sword was still an inch away from his neck, he felt that his skin had been cut and even bleeding. He didn't dare to lie. There were not a few people in the hidden sect who knew about Zhang Zhihui.

"Xuanjiang Zhang Family?" Ye Mo repeated and took back the sword in his hand. He had heard of this family. Among the five major families in China, the Zhang family was the largest. However, it was very strange that the main force of the largest family was not in Yanjing. Although Yanjing also has the strength of the Zhang family, their main power is in Xuanjiang.

No wonder it can become the first aristocratic family, with a mid-level prefecture-level master sitting in charge. This is something that other aristocratic families can compare with. If he had Feijian, he would not have been able to provoke him in the mid-prefecture level before. This family was really well hidden.

Ye Mo was thinking in his heart whether to kill this old guy or get some benefits.

Seemingly reading Ye Mo's thoughts, Zhang Zhihui said quickly: "Senior, although my Zhang family is not very good, if senior needs anything or needs any help, my Zhang family is better than me because of the large number of people."…,

Ye Mo smiled slightly, he understood what Zhang Zhihui meant. What he was talking about was not that there were really many people, but that his Zhang family must have a certain foundation since it had been passed down for so many years. The reason why Zhang Zhihui can cultivate to the prefecture level is not only due to chance, but also because of the huge financial resources of the Zhang family.

Although Ye Mo has a flying sword, his cultivation speed here is too slow. If the Zhang family's background can be used to help him find some medicinal materials, it can be said to be a mutually beneficial matter for both parties.

Thinking of this, Ye Mo withdrew the flying sword and said: "In this case, I will spare you for once. But if I find that you are of no use at all, I will still kill you."

"Yes, senior, as long as you give your order, I will definitely get it done." Zhang Zhihui secretly wiped the sweat from his head and finally saved his life.

He was already sure that Ye Mo deliberately didn't want to be exposed in a crowded place last time. If he hadn't killed him last time, it would have been easy. However, the fact that he could wield a sword was bound to be known to many people. It's ridiculous that Yu Hui's people still want to go against him, it's simply overestimating their own capabilities. It's okay for him to fall off such a high cliff. It was definitely intentional because he has the strength.

Fortunately, he saw the opportunity quickly, otherwise he would have been killed and sacrificed by the man in front of him soon, let alone the late Earth level. In his opinion, Ye Mo was much older than him, and he might be a legendary master. Although he looks young, he has a beauty pill. Who knows his real age.

Ye Mo didn't know that he had been defined as an old monster by Zhang Zhihui. If he didn't kill Zhang Zhihui, he had other things besides asking for Zhang Zhihui's help.

"Brother Zhang..." Now that he was ready to cooperate, Ye Mo also left some face for Zhang Zhihui, after all, he was so old. But it is absolutely impossible for Ye Mo to call him senior.

Zhang Zhihui shivered with fright when he heard Ye Mo's call. He quickly waved his hands and said, "Senior, please don't call me Brother Zhang. Just call me Zhang Zhihui."

In his mind, Ye Mo is at least a master who has surpassed the earth level in cultivation, maybe over a hundred years old.

Ye Mo smiled slightly. In addition to the huge resources of the Zhang family, he didn't kill Zhang Zhihui. Another reason was that Zhang Zhihui practiced ancient martial arts. Since he had practiced to the earth level, it meant that he had Those who practice ancient martial arts must know a lot. Ye Mo had no idea about ancient martial arts. Some of the knowledge he got was pieced together. Now it was appropriate to ask this Zhang Zhihui.

Seeing that Ye Mo didn't speak, Zhang Zhihui also stood aside and didn't dare to speak, but his heart was as if the river was turning upside down. In his eyes, Ye Mo is a strange person. If he can make friends with Ye Mo, he might get unexpected benefits.

Ye Mo thought for a while and then said: "In that case, I'm not polite, Zhang Zhihui, your cultivation level is now in the middle of the earth level. If you reach the peak of the earth level and beyond, will you reach the heaven level?" ?”

Zhang Zhihui was stunned for a moment. He looked at Ye Mo strangely and said, "Senior, haven't you broken through the earth level? After the earth level, it is not the heaven level. Those who practice ancient martial arts are generally called innate."

Ye Mo made an mistake. He didn't have a heavenly level, but an innate one. However, of course he would not show weakness in front of Zhang Zhihui. Instead, he smiled slightly and said, "What I practice has transcended the scope of ancient martial arts, or You could say my cultivation level is equivalent to heaven level now.”

If you want to make Zhang Zhihui docile, you can't talk down your cultivation level too low, and now he can barely be considered a prefecture-level master. Because of the flying sword, ordinary earth-level masters are simply not enough in front of him.

Zhang Zhihui immediately showed an even more awed look. His prediction was indeed correct. People who can control flying swords are indeed extraordinary.

"What about after practicing ancient martial arts to Xiantian?" Seeing Zhang Zhihui being restrained, Ye Mo asked again.

"After Xiantian?" Zhang Zhihui murmured and repeated, then shook his head and said: "As far as I know, there are no people who have cultivated Xiantian in ancient martial arts, let alone after Xiantian."

"What? There are no innate martial cultivators? Do you mean to say that the Earth Level is the highest existence here?" Ye Mo asked immediately in surprise.

Zhang Zhihui nodded solemnly and said: "Yes, senior, those who practice ancient martial arts here, including the Yinmen, the highest cultivation level does not have innateness. Of course, there are people who have achieved innateness and then disappeared from the world. I don’t know about it. In fact, let alone Xiantian, there are only a few in the late prefecture level.”…,

Ye Mo breathed a sigh of relief. If this was really the case, there was no need for him to worry at all. It turns out that he doesn’t have any innate abilities, so his flying sword should be able to sweep across. Seeing Zhang Zhihui hesitate to speak, Ye Mo immediately said: "If you have anything to say, just say it."

"yes.

"Zhang Zhihui responded quickly, "It is said that the enlightened monk of Wuliang Temple has already achieved half-step innate cultivation, and should be the first person in the hidden sect. "

"Wuliang Temple? Is it in Wuliang Mountain?" Ye Mo really wanted to go find this half-step innate monk and try his flying sword to see how effective it would be against a half-step innate monk.

Zhang Zhihui shook his head and said: "The Wuliang of Wuliang Temple is not the Wuliang of Wuliang Mountain. There is a huge difference. Wuliang Temple means that no one knows where it is, or that no one can find Wuliang Temple. It’s an existence with only a name and no place.”

Ye Mo waved his hand. He already knew the general situation of the Hidden Sect. As for where the Wuliang Temple was, he didn't have the intention to ask. He just asked: "You said the Duan Quan Hall is here too?"

Hearing Ye Mo ask about the Duanquan Hall, Zhang Zhihui quickly replied: "Yes, senior, when I came here I found people from the Duanquan Hall intercepting you outside, saying that you killed the elders of the Duanquan Hall."

Ye Mo reached out and grabbed the flying sword above his head, glanced at Zhang Zhihui and said, "I'm going to sacrifice the sword. Take me to see those little, ugly people."

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