"Hey, I didn't expect you to be okay with this."
Mo Xiangxiang saw Qin Changsheng eagerly rushing towards Mei Ji, his expression full of disgust.
Qin Changsheng didn't pay attention to her expression, but started groping Mei Ji's body.
He remembered that when his spiritual consciousness was checking Mei Ji, he saw a storage ring close to her lower abdomen.
It must be a very precious thing to be placed in such a hidden place by her.
Sure enough, the storage ring is still here.
Qin Changsheng opened the storage ring, which contained various information about receiving guests, secret letters, and more importantly, a dense stack of ledgers.
Qin Changsheng took a look and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Let's see how the Ye family will explain now."
"What's this?"
Mo Xiangxiang came over and asked curiously.
"A good thing that brings disrepute to the Ye family."
…
Ye Huangcheng.
One-third of the Sword Sect disciples came here.
Not long after they arrived, they met the Guanghan Palace team head-on.
The disciples of the two sects met and tacitly blocked the door of Ye's house together.
"Disciples of the Wushuang Sword Sect (Guanghan Palace), come and challenge the Ye family's genius!"
"presumptuous!"
There was an explosion, accompanied by rolling pressure, overwhelmingly pressing on the two disciples.
The elders of Jianzong and Guanghan Palace took action at the same time to block this pressure.
"Elder Ye, in the competition between juniors, we old guys don't have to take action, right?"
"You two sects really don't know how to live or die. You dare to attack my Ye family. Who gave you the courage?"
A silver-haired old man appeared in the sky above the Ye family, looking at the elders of the two sects from a distance.
The elder of Jianzong laughed: "My Jianzong heard that the Ye family destroyed the monks and felt dissatisfied. I hereby come to challenge you. Do you dare to accept the challenge?"
"Why don't you dare?"
Ye Que walked out of the Ye family gate at this time and looked at everyone indifferently.
"Where is Qin Changsheng, where are you hiding? Let him come out. Today, Young Master Japan will kill this thief to avenge the shame of my Ye family."
Cheng Buyi stepped forward without saying a word, stood in front of everyone, and faced Ye Que: "Junior brother hasn't arrived yet. If Young Master Ye can't wait any longer, I will take his place."
Ye Que glanced at Cheng Buyi coldly, turned over his hand and took out the long sword. He came to Cheng Buyi in a flash and put the tip of the sword against his throat.
"Who do you think you are? Let Qin Changsheng get out and die!"
"I'm nothing." A simple and honest smile appeared on Cheng Buyi's dull face. He took an ax from his waist and said, "I challenge you, do you dare to accept the challenge?"
"What a peerless swordsman." Ye Que sneered and said, "Since you are looking for death, I, the young master, will satisfy you and then kill Qin Changsheng."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Que swung the tip of his sword horizontally and was about to cut Cheng Buyi's throat.
However, Cheng Buyi raised the ax in his hand, pushed away Ye Que's long sword, and then slowly walked towards Ye Que, raising the ax in his hand high, and then dropped it.
His movements were simple and unpretentious, as if he were a mortal.
But just such an action made Ye Que feel extremely dangerous.
escape!
We cannot take this ax head-on.
Ye Que dodged away.
The ax falls.
A flat ravine appeared on the ground, spreading from under the ax blade to the gate of the Ye family.
Then, the door of Ye's house collapsed, throwing up a large amount of dust.
Ye Que looked at the ordinary Cheng Buyi with lingering fear, with a serious expression on his face: "Who are you? Why haven't I heard of you before?"
"I'm just a woodcutter in Xiaoyao Peak."
Cheng Buyi showed a humble smile.
Ye Que felt that he had been insulted.
A woodcutter actually asked the young master of the Ye family to take the initiative to dodge the attack?
This was a greater insult than the destruction of the Ye family's gate.
"What a woodcutter." Ye Que held a sword flower and said coldly: "Since you like chopping wood so much, then go ahead and chop it."
After saying this, Ye Que's figure disappeared from the spot.
Cheng Buyi calmly raised his ax and held it in front of him.
Ding!
Ye Que's sword tip touched the axe, making a crisp sound.
"Die!"
Ye Que roared angrily, the aura around his body surged, and the pressure of the early stage of the Holy Saint swept across the entire place, and then dense sword shadows appeared around Ye Que.
As soon as the sword shadow appeared, it attacked Cheng Buyi.
The indifference on Cheng Buyi's face disappeared and became extremely solemn.
He wanted to take back the ax to resist the sword shadow, but found that the sword tip and the ax were firmly bonded together, as if they were one body, and they could not be separated no matter what.
"I said, die!"
Countless sword shadows instantly penetrated Cheng Buyi's body.
Surprisingly, Cheng Buyi did not have any injuries on his body, but a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and a look of pain appeared in his eyes.
"What a sword!"
Cheng Buyi grinned, revealing his teeth stained with blood.
Then he struggled to retract the ax and slashed hard at Ye Que.
With the ax just now, Ye Que naturally knew that he could not confront him head-on, and his figure became illusory.
But he discovered one thing, he couldn't seem to avoid this axe.
"What kind of skill is this?"
Ye Que looked horrified.
Cheng Buyi said calmly: "Sometimes wood falls easily, and cutting wood requires precision, so I figured out this trick."
Ye Que was stunned, and then he received a solid blow on his chest.
He flew out directly, landed in the ruins of the smashed gate, and slid for a long distance before stopping.
"Ahem!"
Ye Que spit out a mouthful of blood and stood up slowly.
He took out a dented breast shield from his arms and looked proud.
"The spell is good, but it's a pity that I have the Imperial Artifact."
Cheng Buyi's face turned gloomy, and then his knees softened. He finally couldn't hold on any longer and knelt on the ground.
Ye Que waved his arm and threw out the long sword in his hand.
The long sword made a sound as it cut through the air, and it only took one-fifth of an instant to arrive in front of Cheng Buyi.
The disciples behind had anxious looks on their faces and shouted in unison:
"Senior Brother Cheng, get up!"
Cheng Buyi smiled embarrassedly.
He knew his condition and he couldn't block this sword.
The crusade challenge was a fight to the death, and outsiders were not allowed to interfere. The elder of the Sword Sect sighed helplessly.
Just when they closed their eyes and couldn't bear to watch the next scene, a hand suddenly appeared in front of Cheng Buyi and firmly grasped the flying sword.
The two disciples at the back looked stunned.
Seeing the visitor, his face lit up with joy.
"It's Junior Brother Qin."
When the Jian Zong disciple shouted, all the disciples in Guanghan Palace were stunned.
Junior Brother Qin?
How did Qin Yang become a disciple of the Wushuang Sword Sect?
Isn't he a casual cultivator?
Before they could figure out what was going on, the elders of the Ye family once again exuded coercion.
"No third party can interfere in a fight to the death. Anyone who violates this rule will be killed without mercy. Is it you, the Wushuang Sword Sect, who will do it, or this old man?"
Cheng Buyi looked at Qin Changsheng blankly and sighed.
"Junior Brother Qin, you are confused!"
Ye Que pointed at Qin Changsheng and laughed loudly: "Qin Changsheng, you broke the rules. Today, I, the young master, will punish you to avenge your previous shame!"
