"you wanna die!"
Seeing the old man named Qiu's insulting words, how could Ji Qianxue endure it?
Just when Ji Qianxue was about to take action, Fatty Cao suddenly stood up and said, "Beauty Ji, leave this old dog to me! I'll help you kill it!"
After saying that, Fatty Cao stood up.
He narrowed his eyes and glanced at the elder named Qiu in front of him: "Old bastard, you are so tired of living, aren't you? How dare you come here to act wild? If I don't beat the shit out of you today, fat man, my surname will not be Cao. !”
As Fatty Cao said this, he was gearing up to take action.
The elder named Qiu also had a fiery personality. When he saw Fatty Cao about to stand up, he was shocked and his profound energy burst out.
At this moment, an old voice came from Nangong's side.
"Elder Qiu, stand down!"
Hearing this voice, the elder Qiu was startled, turned his head and said to the old man with an abyss-like aura all over his body: "Fourth Ancestor, he..."
"Retreat as soon as I ask you to! Stop talking so much nonsense!"
Seeing what the Fourth Patriarch said, the elder named Qiu refused and retreated!
"Old Nangong Yuan, pay your respects to Commander Cao Er! Commander Cao Er, you are well and well!"
The old man who called himself Nangong Yuan came out with a smile and said something to Fatty Cao.
Fatty Cao was called out as the ANBU commander. When he heard the other party's name claiming to be Nangong Yuan, his heart trembled, and then he looked at the old man intently.
"Uh? Are you the fourth ancestor of the Nangong family? Nangong Yuan?"
Nangong Yuan smiled slightly, cupped his fists and said, "It's the old man!"
"My uncle's!"
"You are actually from the Nangong family!"
Fatty Cao recognized it now.
Ji Qianxue here and the girls from Baihua Palace behind her couldn't help but be shocked when they heard that the person who came was one of the four most famous families in China.
After all, these four aristocratic families are China’s thousand-year-old ancient clans!
Its depth of knowledge and power are beyond the reach of small sects such as Baihua Palace!
"Since the War of the Ten Kingdoms, I have never seen Commander Cao Er. After all these years, Commander Cao Er still has the same style!!"
The fourth ancestor of the Nangong family smiled at Fatty Cao.
Fatty Cao doesn’t do this.
He just glanced at these people from the Nangong family with cold eyes and said: "Old Nangong, don't be too girly to get close to me! I just want to ask you, why did you hurt so many sisters in Baihua Palace today?"
Nangong Yuan smiled faintly: "All this is because of Commander Cao Er!"
"because I?"
"right!"
"If Commander Cao Er hadn't taken the Qilin son of our Nangong family out of the Sword Prison privately, we wouldn't have disturbed you!" Nangong Yuan said.
When Fatty Cao heard this, he suddenly realized: "So, you are here for the little monster?"
"good!"
"Commander Cao Er must also know the importance of the son of Qilin to our Nangong family! And Commander Cao Er brought the first genius of our Nangong family to such a place? Isn't there something wrong with this?" Nangong Yuandao.
"Sir! Tell me clearly, where did I bring the little monster?" Fatty Cao said angrily.
The elder surnamed Qiu suddenly stood up and said: "Isn't this place a place of extremely dirty brothels for men to have fun?"
"I love your ancestors! You old bastard? Can you try saying something again?"
Fatty Cao almost jumped out of anger. He wanted to slap the elder named Qiu of the Nangong family to death.
I saw.
Nangong Yuan said: "Commander Cao Er, you and our young master have a brotherhood, I understand this old man! But no matter what, our young master is the son of Qilin from the Nangong family! Therefore, I also invite Commander Cao Er. , for the sake of our Nangong family, let our young master come out so that we can invite him home!"
Hearing what Nangong Yuan said, Fatty Cao said directly: "The little monster is not here now!"
"Um?"
"Then where is our young master?"
Nangong Yuan asked.
"He is learning swordsmanship from my elder brother!"
Fatty Cao said truthfully.
"What?"
"How dare someone ask the son of Qilin, a thousand-year-old swordsman from our Nangong family, to learn swordsmanship? Commander Cao Er, are you kidding me?"
The third elder named Qiu burst out laughing when he heard this.
Everyone in the Nangong family behind them also showed disdain on their faces when they heard this.
"My Nangong family has inherited swordsmanship for thousands of years!"
"Who in this world is qualified to teach our young master how to sword?"
Hearing what the elder named Qiu said so arrogantly, Fatty Cao suddenly said, "You want to know?"
"certainly!"
"I don't believe it. Who in the world dares to teach our young master swordsmanship so brazenly? This is too overestimating one's abilities!" said the elder Qiu in an arrogant tone.
Fatty Cao laughed now.
"Okay! Don't you want to know, you old guy? OK, I'll take you there right away! Just go later, but don't regret it!"
Elder Qiu said: "What a joke! I want to see who dares to teach our young master swordsmanship?"
Seeing what the elder named Qiu said, Fatty Cao was really planning to take the Nangong family to find Ye Jiuzhou and the others!
Seeing Fatty Cao really leading these big shots from the Nangong family to find Ye Jiuzhou and Nangong Wushuang, the injured He Qinghua couldn't help but said to Ji Qianxue: "Palace Master, are you going to let them go like this? "
He Qinghua's voice showed dissatisfaction.
After all, more than twenty sisters in their Baihua Palace were injured today.
Ji Qianxue said: "Don't worry! People from the Nangong family will bleed today!"
"Um? What does the palace master mean by this?"
He Qinghua was puzzled.
Ji Qianxue smiled and said: "Although the Nangong family of the four major Chinese families is famous all over the country! However, their son of Qilin is Ye Lang's best brother! Now, they dare to insult Ye Lang. This time, their Nangong family It’s settled.”
Hearing what Ji Qianxue said, He Qinghua was stunned.
Really?
This is the Nangong family, one of the four ancient martial arts families in China!
…
suburbs.
On a barren mountain.
A ray of Dao Senhan's sword energy penetrated the heaven and earth. When these sword energy appeared, the surrounding flowers, plants and trees were all enveloped by the sword energy.
The one who drew the sword was a fifteen-year-old boy in white.
He stood proudly in the heaven and earth like a sword god reborn, looking at a figure not far away with admiration.
"elder brother!"
"I draw my sword!"
The boy in white said to the figure in front.
Ye Jiuzhou, who was standing ten meters away from him, smiled and said, "Let's do it!"
"good!"
As soon as the young man in white finished speaking, the Dragon Sword Cang stuck in his back came out of its sheath!
When the golden Wandering Dragon Sword appeared, countless sword energies around it were aroused, and then, the boy in white slashed out with his sword!
This sword seemed to be very slow, but when it fell, one hundred and eight sword shadows appeared.
This dense sword shadow covered the sky and the earth, covering Ye Jiuzhou.
One sword comes out, and all swords wither!
This sword.
In line with the sword intention of the Nangong family, even the power of heaven and earth seemed to be attracted when he swung out, and one hundred and eight sword shadows flew straight towards Ye Jiuzhou's figure.
Looking at the one hundred and eight sword shadows in the sky, Ye Jiuzhou's eyes showed a light of relief.
"As expected, he is indeed a millennium swordsman from the Nangong family!!"
"You can actually use the power of the sword to activate the power of heaven and earth, thereby performing the true phantom technique of swordsmanship!"
"This sword is enough to kill the gods!!"
As Ye Jiuzhou finished speaking, he pressed his right hand upwards, and with a bang, golden shields visible to the naked eye gathered above his head.
This shield appeared, and the sword shadows all over the sky fell at the same time.
Sword shadows like a downpour fell on Ye Jiuzhou's golden shield one after another!
The terrifying power of the sword energy caused roars and explosions all around Ye Jiuzhou.
As the sword energy filled the air, the smoke billowed away, and Ye Jiuzhou was seen standing like a god!
And Nangong Wushuang's one hundred and eight sword shadows were all blocked by Ye Jiuzhou.
Seeing his sword blocked by Ye Jiuzhou, the boy in white's eyes were filled with enthusiasm and admiration!
I saw Ye Jiuzhou proudly saying: "Little one, although your sword is enough to kill the god! But there is still something missing in it! Do you know what is missing?"
Nangong Wushuang stood there and said, "Brother, please tell me!!"
"It's too late!"
Ye Jiuzhou Road.
"meaning?"
"Not bad! Intent to kill!!"
"A sword is a sharp weapon for killing people. When you draw your sword, although you have the killing move, you don't have the real intention to kill me, because you have never had the intention to kill me!"
Ye Jiuzhou's words left the boy in white silent.
Yes!
Ye Jiuzhou is his brother!
How dare he have murderous intentions towards Ye Jiuzhou?
"Little one, always remember that the intention to kill lies in the heart, not in the person! I hope you will understand it carefully next time you draw your sword!"
After saying this, Ye Jiuzhou squeezed the sword technique with his right hand and pointed towards the little one.
"Little one, how about you take a look at my brother's sword?"
As the words fell, there was a loud sound, and the Dragon Sword in the hand of the boy in white flew straight into the air and hit Ye Jiuzhou's head.
When the sword appeared, Ye Jiuzhou held the Wandering Dragon Sword in his hand and just waved it casually!
The indescribable shocking sword intent instantly spread in all directions. When this ordinary sword fell into Ye Jiuzhou's hands, it seemed to turn into a fairy sword!
The sword blade swept flatly, and the sword landed on the barren hilltop!
Boom!
The entire mountaintop was cut off by this sword!
Looking at Ye Jiuzhou's sword, the boy in white's eyes widened for a moment.
"Brother! You are still fierce!"
The boy in white said sincerely.
Ye Jiuzhou smiled faintly, threw the Wandering Dragon Sword in his hand, and returned it to Nangong Wushuang.
"It's not Brother Meng! It's Brother who knows in his heart how far this sword will reach!"
"Little one, you are a thousand-year-old swordsman prodigy. If you understand the secret of sword heart, your sword skills will one day surpass mine!" Ye Jiuzhou said.
Nangong Wushuang bowed deeply to Ye Jiuzhou and said, "Brother! I will definitely listen to you and realize my own swordsmanship!"
"Um!"
Ye Jiuzhou liked this younger brother from the bottom of his heart!
Otherwise, Ye Jiuzhou would not have taught the little guy in front of him his Eight Magical Skills and Magical Sword Controlling Techniques!
