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The first thousand nine hundred and thirty-nine chapters are boring

"Old man, how much benefit can you give me? Can you make me reach the innate realm immediately? Or, sit for me as your sect leader?" Ye Luo said with a smile on his lips.

"My friend, I'm discussing conditions with you seriously!" Jing Yang's face turned dark and his expression was a little ugly.

"I'm talking about it! This requirement cannot be met, so why are you talking about a huge requirement? If you want a trick, please come up with some new ideas?!" Ye Luo cursed with a smile.

"You" Jing Yang's face was instantly congested with anger, "Do you know the consequences of offending me, Jing Zong?!"

"I know!" Ye Luo nodded to show that he knew.

"Since you know, you dare to go against me, Jing Zong, you are seeking death!" Jing Yang's words were almost squeezed out from the cracks of his teeth.

"Why can't you go against your Jingzong? The consequences of offending your Jingzong are not serious. Isn't it just that your Jingzong people will stretch their heads over and kill them one by one!" Ye Luo spread his hands and said with a smile.

"You are looking for death!" Seeing Ye Luo insulting his sect so much, Jing Yang's eyes almost condensed into a straight line.

However, as soon as he said that Ye Luo suddenly moved.

I saw a afterimage left on his body, and instantly appeared in front of Jing Yang and punched him hard.

"puff"

Jing Yang obviously did not expect Ye Luo to take the lead in attacking. He didn't even have time to resist for a while, and was directly hit by Ye Luo and vomited blood again and flew out again.

"It turns out that I am still invincible and lonely and cold. I can beat anyone." Ye Luo blew his fist and said with great pretentiousness.

After saying that, he turned to Bai Ze and looked at him, "I said, the White House Lord. They all fell down, should you do it too?"

"My friend Ye, everything is easy to discuss." The White House Lord twitched, and his face changed a few times, "You forgot that I gave you Tang Liwu and Xiefeng Valley last time."

"Oh, I'll forget you if you don't say it." Ye Luo slapped his forehead, "Parass, Master of the White House, you are not authentic. That Evil Wind Valley, you don't even have a master in the Grand Master Realm of the God-Tangling. You don't even have a cannon fodder. Master of the White House, you're cheating me so miserable."

"This~" Bai Ze was stuck for a moment and didn't know what to say.

Ye Luo was right. There was indeed not even a master in the Grand Master Realm of the Evil Wind Valley. I think the only master in the Grand Master of the Shenzang Realm, Quan Hongxiao, was also killed by him. Such a force, let alone cannon fodder.

"It seems that the White House Lord also understands what he did last time is not authentic." Ye Luo smiled and the magic sword was standing in front of his chest.

"Hey, Xiaoyou Ye, it's easy to discuss, it's easy to discuss. It's so boring to fight and kill!" Seeing Ye Luo pick up the magic sword again, Bai Ze's face turned pale and he quickly shouted.

How powerful is the magic sword? Changkongming and Wulongxing have already set a very vivid demonstration for him, and he doesn't want to try it in person.

And those ancient warriors below the Golden Fetal Master Realm who were watching the changes in the field were stunned at this time.

Four-killing master of the Golden Fetus, one dead, one injured and one disabled, and the last one has to beg for mercy. Is this true?

Especially those disciples of Jingzong were a little reluctant to believe their eyes. They could understand that they lost their combat power by Changkongming in front of them. After all, the other party was also a master at the level of the Grand Master of the Golden Fetus.

And there are also treasures like the Xuantian Seal Talisman.

But the kid in front of him has only the realm of the middle-stage master of the Shenzang, but he has seized the Divine Sword and directly beat up a group of super masters of the Golden Bodhi Master.

Is this magic sword so powerful?!

Thinking of this, these ancient martial artists below the Golden Bodhi Master Realm looked at the divine sword in Ye Luo's hand, and all their eyes became hot, and some even began to move.

Bai Ze happened to notice the condition of these people, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

Paralysis, you slags don't want a magic sword? Do you think that the kid's mid-stage master's realm is really only the combat power of warriors in the mid-stage master's realm of Shenzang! That kid can actually fight the peak master's realm of Shenzang at the early stage of Shenzang. Now he has entered the mid-stage master's realm of Shenzang. He doesn't rely on the divine sword to destroy you ancient warriors who are at most only at the level of Shenzang. It's not easy and happy!

What Bai Ze did not expect was that there were really people who were not afraid of death and took the lead in attacking.

I saw that in the area where the disciples of Jingzong were located, a bald old man took the lead and shouted to Ye Luo: "Boy, you hurt my elders and robbed my sect's magic sword again. It's the most evil! Hand over the magic sword quickly, our Jingzong may be able to spare you!"

The bald old man's words were full of energy and domineering. After shouting, the Jingzong immediately became ready to move.

Just a master of the Divine Sword. Even with the blessing of the Divine Sword, Ye Luo is only a master of the Divine Sword. After all, Ye Luo is just a master of the Divine Sword. No matter how powerful the Divine Sword is, it will definitely not last long with the true energy of the Divine Sword, as long as his true energy is exhausted, he will not be able to hold on for the end.

"Idiot!" After the bald old man finished speaking, a cold voice suddenly came.

Before everyone could react, the bald old man was suddenly hit by a punch and vomited blood and flew out.

What was unexpected was that it was not Ye Luo who took action, but Bai Ze.

At this moment, Bai Ze looked at the remaining disciples of Jing Sect with disdain.

"What do you mean by White House Lord?" Someone reacted and immediately asked in shock and anger.

However, Bai Ze didn't even mean to answer, so he turned around and said to Ye Luo: "My friend Ye, I, Bai Ze, have accepted what happened today. Can you do it for me? How about letting me go?"

"Uh" Ye Luo's turn was stunned now. He didn't expect Bai Ze to be so straightforward, so he begged for mercy. He was unparalleled and strong and unyielding?

"Since you are sincerely begging me, Ye Luo is not a bloodthirsty person." Ye Luo smiled, "But, just letting you go like this is not worthy of being. Otherwise, you thank me for something?"

"Haha, Xiaoyou Ye's words are reasonable. Why don't you give me a thank you for your life? I wonder what Xiaoyou Ye wants to give me a thank you?" Bai Ze twitched his lips and gritted his teeth.

"I see that your Xuanguang Sword is good. Hey, you look so awesome when you use your ultimate moves twice, otherwise, Ye Luo murmured with jokes.

"My friend Ye, this is impossible!" Bai Ze immediately became anxious when he heard that Ye Luo actually wanted his own mysterious sword. He interrupted directly.

The Xuanguang Sword is one of his strongest treasures. The reason why he dares to provoke Jing Yang at the early stage of the Golden Fetal Grandmaster is largely because he relies on the Xuanguang Sword in his hand. If Ye Luo takes it away, how can he resist Jing Zong's anger?!
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