"Master, do it!"
Chu Xingchen looked at the old woman next to him. She was the ninth-grade face-building master he had invited.
The old woman nodded, and then came to Ye Fan and said: "Your ninth-grade facial bone is a deformed facial bone. It is not of much use to keep it. It is better to give it away."
Afterwards, the old woman drew some mysterious patterns on Ye Fan's back. This pattern was a facial technique specifically used to extract facial bones.
"Let me go. Why are you digging my facial bones?"
Ye Fan's eyes were bloodshot, and he struggled and roared like a mad beast.
There was nothing wrong with his facial bone. Not only that, it was a ninth-grade facial bone. This group of people were just robbing it.
The servant next to him also had a bitter look on his face, but he still held him tightly and he couldn't break free no matter what.
Chu Xingchen looked up at Ye Fan and said calmly: "After you give up your Yan bone, I will not treat you unfairly. Your father will become the king of the Great Xia Dynasty."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the Ye family was delighted.
Chu Xingchen is the holy son of a super sect and has tremendous power. With just one word from him, anyone can become the monarch of the Great Xia Dynasty.
After hearing this, Ye Zhanlong did not look happy at all. Looking at Ye Fan who was struggling continuously with a look of pain on his face, his expression was extremely solemn.
However, he did not dare to speak for Ye Fan. At this time, if he angered the Holy Son, the entire Ye family would be wiped out.
Ye Zhanlong could only nod and say, "Thank you, Holy Son."
"Ye Fan, it's useless for you to struggle. The opponent is too strong."
At this moment, Yan Ji sighed, the thing she was most worried about finally happened.
Ye Fan’s facial power had just been able to be cultivated normally, but someone came to snatch his facial bone.
Yan Ji persuaded: "Ye Fan, don't struggle, Yan Gu, just give up, we can find another way to make you a strong man"
Ye Fan completely ignored Yan Ji's reminder and shouted at Chu Xingchen: "What are you saying is for my own good? You are just trying to take away my talent. If this gets out, I'm afraid people all over the world will laugh at you."
Seeing this, Chu Xingchen also fixed his eyes: "Hmm?"
Then the old woman stretched out her knife and knocked Ye Fan unconscious.
A light appeared on Ye Fan's back, and then the old woman reached out and took out a black bone.
Seeing this, Ye Zhanlong frowned, wondering how could it be a black bone.
Not long ago, Ye Fan’s clan showed their prowess in the competition, proving that they had ninth-grade facial bones. But how come it was black when it was taken out? It should be nine-color in color.
The rest of the Ye family were also surprised when they saw this scene.
When Ye Fan was born, nine-colored auspicious clouds indeed descended from the sky, indicating a ninth-grade talent.
The old woman held the facial bone in her hand and took a closer look. The nine-color one was the normal ninth grade, while Ye Fan's was deformed.
Then the old woman put the Yan bone on a plate and handed it to Chu Xingchen with both hands.
Yan Ji in the ring also sighed in her heart, Ye Fan, I can only help you up to this point.
At this moment, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared outside the door. She was holding a sword in her hand. She flashed and came to the center of the hall like a ghost.
"Chu Xingchen, don't go too far!"
Zhao Chanxuan pointed his sword forward and shouted angrily: "Even if it is a black Yan bone, the other party has the right to choose whether to offer it or not. Aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by the whole world for doing this?"
After Zhao Chanxuan entered the hall, several masters of the Royal Sect immediately surrounded him, waiting for the Holy Son's decision.
"Xiao Xuan, why don't you step back? You are not rude to the Holy Son!"
Ye Zhanlong shouted angrily, and then hurriedly apologized to Chu Xingchen: "I am a small town person who has never seen the world. I hope the Holy Son will not blame me!"
bass!
Zhao Chanxuan suddenly drew his sword, and the two guards around him were unable to react and fell to the ground instantly.
The rest of the guards were also killed by the sword energy one after another.
The rest of the people in the hall looked at the magical painting in the air, the mountains full of peach blossoms, immortals preaching under the trees, and gurgling streams all around.
Supernatural powers and Taoist magic continued to emanate from the scroll.
Ye Zhanlong and others were shocked. They never thought that there was such a master hidden in the Ye Mansion.
"interesting!"
Chu Xingchen chuckled, and a powerful man in the Heavenly Man Realm behind him flew out like an arrow.
Immediately, the Taoist magical powers displayed by Zhao Chanxuan collapsed in an instant.
Ding ding ding!
The strong man in the realm of heaven and man snapped his fingers, and every time he snapped his fingers, a magical power flew out.
Zhao Chanxuan also blocked all the sword attacks and actually survived this set of magical powers.
This actually made this strong man feel a little surprised.
However, the strong man then approached Zhao Chanxuan and used a binding power. The golden light in the sky turned into a cage, subduing the latter.
"Leave someone alive"
Chu Xingchen's eyes were fixed on Zhao Chanxuan, with a strange brilliance flowing in them.
The strong man also stopped immediately, naturally understanding the Son of God's intention.
Chu Xingchen was surprised to find a woman with such a beautiful figure and appearance in this remote town.
"Chu Xingchen, if you want to kill him, then kill him."
Zhao Chanxuan was not grateful at all, as the Ye family had been very kind to her and had taken her in.
That year she was seriously injured and thrown into the water, and it was Ye Zhanlong who rescued her.
In the following years, Ye Zhanlong treated her like his own daughter.
Now that Ye Fan has suffered such a disaster, how can she sit idly by? It’s just that the other party’s strength is a little too strong.
She suddenly felt a little regretful and impulsive.
"I won't kill you, but if you talk back to me, everyone in the Ye family will die!"
Chu Xingchen said in a cold voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, the people behind him took out their weapons. As long as the Holy Son gave the order, they would take action to destroy the Ye family.
"Haha, the Holy Son of a super sect actually came to this small town, plundered other people's facial bones, and wanted to wipe out their entire family. He is really bullying others by taking advantage of his power."
Just then, a mocking laugh was heard outside the door.
Immediately afterwards, several figures landed in the courtyard.
With the appearance of these figures, a large shadow suddenly appeared in the sky outside. It turned out to be a flying mountain hanging above the Ye family.
When he saw these people, Chu Xingchen's eyes couldn't help but narrow.
"Su Yu, why are you here?"
Chu Xingchen had a bad feeling and said in a deep voice.
"Seeing injustice and helping others is our Wansheng Sect's code of conduct. Do you think there are no laws governing you?"
Su Yu also sneered.
After hearing these words, the Ye family was filled with emotion. They, the Ye family, were saved.
The Wansheng Sect is here!
They did not know the code of conduct of the Wansheng Sect, but they had heard that this sect and the Huangji Sect were sworn enemies.
Hearing Su Yu’s chivalrous words, it seemed that they wanted to save the Ye family.
As for the real purpose of Wansheng Sect, they had no time to care about it. At this time, they were lucky to be able to survive.
At this time, Zhao Chanxuan stared at Su Yu with a strange look on his face. Although he knew that the latter was not a good person, the words he just said were really domineering and full of charm.
However, she then thought of what Su Yu had done to Yuanshi Sect, and quickly came to her senses. The two saints were each worse than the other.