The terrifying sword technique of the Heavenly Sword hurts others and oneself. But at the same time, due to the high-frequency output of vitality, the body's cells are also activated.

This activation means rapid recovery ability, which accelerates cell metabolism and division, thereby quickly recovering a person's injuries.

Although this recovery injury is only a superficial phenomenon, it is horrifying enough that everyone present can be stunned.

"Good kung fu, hahaha! It's just that although this kind of kung fu is good, it hurts the body! Hahahaha!..."

"Seven Kills" laughed at this time, and did not take the fact that his apprentice was cut into meat sauce by the sword.

Indeed, the "Blood-robed White Python Little Butterfly" had been chopped up by Ye Xiuwen's blow, and fell into a huge pit like a pool of mud.

The big pit is more than twenty meters in diameter and about ten meters deep. People standing nearby cannot see the miserable appearance of the "Blood-robed White Python Little Butterfly".

Everyone sighed. Although the "Blood-robed White Python Little Butterfly" committed many evil deeds and deserved death, this way of death was a little miserable.

At this moment, the onlookers were sighing, but they didn't expect the "Seven Kills" to say, "Come on Ye Xiuwen, come and worship me as your master. I'll find you a technique to repair hidden injuries and cooperate with your sword technique. Otherwise, you will definitely not live to be forty years old and will die due to the secret injuries, hahahaha!"

The "Seven Kills" laughed, and everyone was shocked again. They did not expect that Ye Xiuwen's sword technique would have such disadvantages.

Seeing that this sword technique is extraordinary and has the ability to recover, it is simply amazing.

But at this moment, the "Seven Kills" revealed it in one sentence. This sword technique is indeed powerful and domineering, but it hurts the enemy and himself. The hidden injuries in the body are superimposed, and the young man actually lived to be forty years old.

Of course, no one dares to doubt the "Seven Kills". Although the "Seven Kills" are notorious in the world, their strength is real and their vision is not comparable to those ordinary warriors.

"'Seven Kills'? Are you exaggerating?" Ye Xiuwen asked disdainfully.

"Hey, exaggeration is not exaggeration, you should have a good idea? In today's battle, you will become famous in the world, and among the younger generations in the world, naturally, some people will not accept it. Your enemies will become stronger and stronger, and you will use this sword technique more and more frequently.

At the age of forty, I say I am tall, hahahaha!..."

The "Seven Kills" laughed again, and Ye Xiuwen frowned slightly. Because the "Seven Kills" analyzed it correctly. In this battle, he will surely become famous. At that time, there will definitely be many people who come to challenge him.

What's more, he still has a task. If this happens, it will be difficult for him to live beyond forty years old.

Thinking of this, Ye Xiuwen's brows became tighter, while Master Xuanku frowned at the same time.

Because he was always worried that Ye Xiuwen was too murderous, he would eventually escape into the devil's path. At this time, the "Seven Kills" extended an olive branch and used temptation to induce him, so he might be able to surrender.

After all, the "Seven Kills" are also famous figures. If he had his full training, Ye Xiuwen could stand on the same starting line with the older generation within ten years.

This is simply too terrifying. And Master Xuanku is very sure that with Ye Xiuwen's talent, he can definitely do this.

Of course, at this time, it was not just Master Xuanku who frowned, such as Gu Liang Shaoxun, Emperor Shengde, etc., and everyone's brows were condensed.

They all need Ye Xiuwen, and their purpose is not as simple as the "Seven Kills".

Gu Liang Shaoxun needs Ye Xiuwen, and that is because he hopes he can revive his lineage.

And what about Emperor Shengde? He wanted to make Ye Xiuwen the sword that dominated the world.

Therefore, if they were Ye Xiuwen, they would definitely choose to become disciples of the "Seven Kills".

"Hey?'Qian Killing'? What do you pronounce these words?"

Ye Xiuwen picked up his pen and wrote a few seal characters on the ground.

Everyone stepped forward together to observe the eight seal scripts.

"What kind of word is this?" Someone shook his head frequently. Because of that word, they didn't recognize it at all.

"Is this a heavenly book? Why have I never seen it before?" someone said again.

"I don't know, I don't know, this should be a long time ago..."

No one knew the seal script written by Ye Xiuwen. The handwriting was curved, just like a painting.

"Amitabha!" Master Xuanku clasped his hands together, shook his head, and measured that he had read countless scriptures, but had never seen these eight words.

Emperor Shengde also walked forward, but when he saw the words on the bluestone, he also frowned.

"Eunuch Wei? Look at that word, have you seen it?" asked Emperor Shengde.

"Reporting to the emperor, I don't know. I saw this word, maybe it was a long time ago, and I don't know why Ye Xiuwen was painting it randomly." Wei Zhongxian said ruthlessly. But at this time, he didn't even know, let alone others.

"Hahaha!...hahaha!..."

At this moment, the "Seven Kills" laughed.

Everyone looked at each other, and the more proud the 'Seven Kills' said, "If you have to be someone else, you will naturally not know about the eight words you have. But what about me, the 'Seven Kills'? I have seen it."

When it comes to this, the ‘Seven Kills’ became more and more proud.

And everyone wanted to hear what he was going to say next.

At this time, the "Seven Kills" put it on the air and continued: "The third brother of the Seven Color Hell, "Bai Xiaosheng", loves to do things in the writing, and he hangs these eight words in the living room.

Just saw that the straight painting was good, I asked.

I said: Third brother? What are you painting this?

He said: Can't you understand it? This is called seal script, which is a long and long time ago. It says: The future is bright, and the past will be open!

How about it? Ye Xiuwen? Are you a teacher? I am not only very skilled in martial arts, but also knowledgeable. I am much better than their uneducated people!..."

When the "Seven Kills" said this, they were very proud. Everyone sighed and said in their hearts: This seven-color hell is indeed extraordinary. Not only is it famous for its martial arts, but even its vision is much higher than theirs.

"snort!"

Everyone was talking, but at this moment, Ye Xiuwen snorted disdainfully, then pointed to the "Qian Kill" and said: "You seven-color hell are all a group of idiots, and you still want to accept me as your disciple? Why is the future bright and the future going on? These eight words are: catch the toad and piss it out!"

Ye Xiuwen pointed to the "Seven Kills", and a few of them laughed at the scene. He thought to himself: What a big difference is, right?

The future is bright and the past is open, which is good things. But it would be a little too vulgar to catch the toad and snatch it out of urine.

However, after Ye Xiuwen's mention, someone also noticed a little brow and said, "Hey? Look, when Ye Xiuwen said it, it's true. Look at the last word on the right, doesn't it look like a toad?"

"Yes, yes, yes! There is also the word "pig" that's very vivid!..."

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Everyone was talking about it and it was certainly confirmed that it was indeed the eight words that Ye Xiuwen said.

At this time, the old man's face turned red. Although his face was black, he couldn't tell if it was red. But his awkward expression could not deceive everyone.

"Uh, I have to go back and take a test,...Ye Xiuwen, wait, wait until I come back, and accept you as my disciple!"

After saying that, the "Seven Kills" ran away like a gust of wind.

My face was a little uneasy, and while running, I hated the third brother "Bai Xiaosheng". I thought to myself: You useless third brother, who has been studying all his life, can't even tell the difference between you and catching a toad and snatching a pee. When I go back, I can't see your study! ...
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