Chapter 238: The One Who Committed the Ye Family—Beheaded
Inside the off-road vehicle, the atmosphere was solemn, Wu Dama sat with a golden sword, and said: "This is a battle between two cultivators, and the strength is not weak, I suspect that the team members we lost last time were killed by one of them." ”
"Oh, are you sure?" The man's voice rang out again.
Wu Shen groaned for a long time: "Sure, my intuition has never missed." ”
"Last time, our people were too careless, so they made each other worse, but this time we went all out, and this group of people couldn't get benefits." There was a slight smile in the man's voice, and there was no decisiveness in Wu's killing.
"Hmph, this group of cultivators, we must wipe them out, dare to come to our world to make trouble, don't even think about living." Wu said angrily.
"This time it's two people who appeared, and the other one doesn't know who it is."
"No matter who it is, it's also a dead end, killing light cultivators, this is the purpose of our Martial Sect." Wu's voice was tinged with a chill.
"But this time it's really strange, little Chang Heng actually attracted two cultivators, is there anything special here?"
"No, it's just an ordinary city."
"I heard that Ye Tianlei is in Changheng, he is the head snake of the land, ask him to investigate, maybe he knows what happened last night." Wu suggested.
"Good!"
The off-road vehicle drove towards the Ye family's mansion, and finally stopped at the door of the Ye family, Wu walked the car and said to the doorman: "Call Ye Tianlei to see me." ”
Wu was only in his twenties, but he called Ye Tianlei's name, which made the doorman shocked: "What are you looking for our master for?" ”
Wu's brows furrowed suddenly, she didn't look at the doorman at all, she stood on tiptoe, and rose to the sky, the gate several meters high was like flat ground under her feet, she landed steadily in the courtyard, and walked towards the house with small steps.
Her steps were small, but they were fast, and in an instant, she walked to the door of the house, and Feng Siniang had already greeted her, obviously hearing the doorman's report.
Feng Siniang's eyes lit up, stared at the comer, and asked vigilantly, "Who are you?" ”
"Let Ye Tianlei come out." Wu Root ignored Feng Siniang and said straight to the point.
"Find Ye Tianlei to pass my level first." Feng Siniang's face is not good, since the other party is not good, of course the hot-tempered Feng Siniang will not be timid, but she is very surprised by the other party's cultivation.
is so young that it is a congenital product, the same as her cultivation, but Feng Siniang is almost more than ten years older than her, which shows how simple martial arts are.
"Are you Feng Siniang?" Wu asked.
"You know me?"
"Hmph, twenty years ago, you had a good reputation in the capital, of course I know, I heard others say that you are a genius, and you have not worshiped under any famous teacher, but you have comprehended your own kung fu from some miscellaneous kung fu, and your strength is not inferior to those famous families." Wu Ru listed Feng Siniang's great achievements.
Feng Siniang smiled: "After so many years, there are still people who remember my name Feng Siniang, I don't know if I should be happy." ”
Wu shook his head seriously: "You shouldn't be happy, because, if I remember you, you will definitely taste defeat and be trampled under my feet." “
"Hehe, little girl, don't be ashamed."
Wu replied to Feng Siniang with practical actions, only to see her take a small broken step, her hand had already arrived in front of Feng Siniang, and she said: "The stunt you comprehend is called the Wind and Fire Knife, the wind is like fire, and the fire is like a knife, it is a very strong martial art, it stands to reason that women are not suitable for practicing such kung fu, but you Feng Siniang just comprehended it, and it is very powerful, then I will also use the kung fu of Zhigang Zhiyang to fight against you today." ”
As soon as the words fell, Wu's hand slashed over, like a knife, even more terrifying than a real knife.
This hand knife has a chilling masculinity, and it is more manly than a man.
Feng Siniang also made a move, that is, a hand knife, with the wind, the wind was as blazing as fire, and it roared to meet it.
Bang!
The two knives slashed together, and with a muffled sound, a gust of wind rose from the place where the knives touched, and the hair of the two people blew backwards.
Both of them had serious faces, but their eyes were getting brighter and brighter, as if they had met an opponent in their lives.
"Good kung fu, what kind of kung fu are you?" Feng Siniang asked.
"Flaming Knife!"
The flaming knife, the knife is like a flame, the extreme of masculinity.
"Good name, then I'll try your Flame Knife with my Wind and Fire Knife." Feng Siniang let out a low snort, and her whole body straightened, and in an instant, she gave people a feeling of being tall.
She is only more than one meter six, and she looks very petite under Wu's height of eight meters, but when she stands up, it seems to have grown dozens of centimeters in an instant, making people feel that she is tall in an instant.
This kind of tall and martial arts is on par with martial arts, which completely makes up for the difference in height between the two.
"It's kind of interesting." The corners of Wu's mouth hooked, and a beautiful arc was displayed, however, even this curvature also carried a kind of masculine beauty, which formed a strong contrast with her, giving people a great visual impact.
The two of them took a step back in unison, and then stepped forward again, and with another hand knife, the air seemed to be ignited, making a crackling sound, and the invisible air wave exploded, and the flowers and plants at the door were cut off, and it was a mess.
As the parties concerned, the two of them kept waving their knives and slashing together like machines, and things in all directions suffered, not only the flowers and plants became a mess, but even the walls of the house appeared ravines and debris.
"Stop!" Suddenly, an angry roar sounded, and Ye Tianlei rushed out of the house and attacked Wu with one punch.
The air was compressed to the extreme in an instant, and with this punch, the air let out a thunderous muffled sound.
The fist went straight to Wu Mian's door, but Wu didn't see it, and still kept waving his hand knife, as if this punch was not aimed at her at all.
If she was hit by this punch, I am afraid that her head would be exploded directly, but in the end, there was no scene of blood flying.
A hand appeared beside Wu's side, a hand that had always been very fair, almost sickly, forming a strong visual contrast with Wu's wheat-colored skin.
This hand is not big, much smaller than Ye Tianlei's hand, but this hand stretched out its five fingers and wrapped Ye Tianlei's fist, and the fist was no longer able to move forward a bit, and it stopped steadily in front of Wu's face.
"Don't fight, fighting is the most boring." The owner of this hand said that he was not tall, only 1.7 meters, very weak, standing next to Wu like a child.
He was full of smiles, and that smile was like a spring breeze, but Ye Tianlei didn't have a feeling of enjoying the wind in spring at the moment, but was shocked, really shocked.
This small man is the same age as Ye Tianlei, but because he has a smile on his face all the time, it makes people look a lot younger and harmless.
But Ye Tianlei knew that he couldn't see through the other party's cultivation at all, and his punch was like hitting the opponent's palm like a piece of cotton, and he didn't even have a little rebound.
One palm absorbed all the power of his punch!
Ye Tianlei knew very well how powerful his punch was, but the other party absorbed it lightly, he really couldn't believe it.
"Who are you?" Ye Tianlei asked in a deep voice.
The man let go of his hand, and Wu and Feng Siniang stopped their hands in unison. Feng Siniang stared at each other fiercely, she and her husband had too much fear of this uninvited guest.
"My name is Ding Yi, and her name is Wu." The man smiled and pointed at himself, then at Wu, and then took out a token from his pocket that was made of unknown material, with the word "Wu" engraved on it.
The token was put into his pocket as soon as it flashed in front of Ye Tianlei and Feng Siniang, but the two of them had already seen it clearly.
Feng Siniang didn't react much, and even showed a puzzled look on her face, but she instantly saw that her husband's reaction was great, the two had never seen him react so much in the decades they had known, and even the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and blurted out: "Wu Zong?" ”
Ding Yi smiled and nodded: "I knew that Ye Tianlei would recognize this token, and I really didn't guess wrong." ”
"Martial Sect, it's really Martial Sect." Ye Tianlei shouted loudly in his heart, he had only heard his father mention this martial arts sect once, but that time would never be forgotten.
Wuzong is a very special organization, above the government and the major families, this organization is said to have been established for nearly a thousand years, and no one dares to compete with it.
This organization rarely interferes in the affairs of the major families and the government, and their purpose is not known to outsiders, but as long as the Martial Sect appears, it must be a very serious matter.
If he was targeted by Wu Zong, then he was really targeted by the god of death, Ye Xuanji solemnly warned Ye Tianlei not to be involved with Wu Zong, and he must not be an enemy of Wu Zong.
Otherwise, even the Ye family will only be crushed into powder.
Ye Xuanji's earnest teaching is still in his ears, Ye Tianlei has seen the real person of the Martial Sect today, although there is only a simple "Wu" word on that token, but it is the token of the Martial Sect, no one dares to doubt its authenticity, and no one dares to forge this token.
Moreover, for many people, the Martial Sect is simply a non-existent organization, and only the top forces in this world know about its existence.
Feng Siniang looked at her husband whose face was changing, and she had already understood the seriousness of the matter, and she was extremely vigilant against these two people, her body was in a state of combat readiness, and she could hurt people at any time.
As for the word Wuzong, she had never heard of it, she was very curious, but it didn't ask.
Ye Tianlei took a deep breath, tried his best to hold back the emotions in his heart, and asked in a deep voice: "Dare to ask what advice does Ye Tianlei have when the Martial Sect comes to me?" ”
Ding Yi smiled even more and said, "Yes, I was not intimidated by the name of my Martial Sect, among the people I have seen over the years, you Ye Tianlei must be the best." I went to great lengths to come to you, of course, for something, but your hospitality was really debatable, and I didn't even invite the two of us to sit down. ”
Ding Yi's tone was like the tone of a close friend for many years, but Ye Tianlei didn't dare to treat the other party as a friend, even if he didn't want to do so in his heart, he could only stretch out his hand to guide: "Please!" ”