Chapter 32: Yun Zhenyue's shock

The earthy yellow palm was imprinted on the young man's back, the young man spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body was blown out, in mid-air, a trace of remorse flashed in the young man's eyes, and he was immediately filled with extreme anger, and his pupils were bloodshot.

"Whew... Whew..."Yan Wenhan bent over, panting uncontrollably, looking at the figure falling in the distance, but his brows were furrowed.

Trembling, Yu Xiaojie stood up a little shaky, his face twitching, looking a little hideous.

"Ahem..."Covering his chest and coughing up the stuffy blood in his chest, Yu Xiaojie felt better.

"It's still too careless..."With a low sigh, Yu Xiaojie straightened up, letting the blood veins wash through his body, and the numbness and pain were quickly taken away, replaced by endless power!

"You..." Yan Wenhan was extremely shocked, turned around and fled.

"Do you think, do you still have a chance?" The young man's light voice sounded in his ears, but in Yan Wenhan's ears, it was like a thunderbolt.

"Bang!" Yu Xiaojie was unceremonious, and his backhand was a backhand to knock Yan Wenhan on the back. "Click!" the bones cracked.

Blood spilled, and Yan Wenhan fell to the ground, angry like a gossamer.

Yu Xiaojie looked indifferent, stepped forward, threw off the whip with one leg, and the blood gushed out again, this time it was indeed dead and could not die again.

A generation is born to fall!

"Whew..."Spit out a sullen breath, Yu Xiaojie coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood again, his heart was extremely cold, he couldn't have the slightest sympathy and soft-heartedness towards the enemy!

Wufeng Mountain, on Qinglan Peak...

Yi Potian opened the door, stretched his waist, and found Yu Xiaojie, who was standing not far from the door, slightly stunned, and walked over.

"I'm looking for you, where have you been? I haven't seen you for two days. ”

"Master. Yu Xiaojie bowed slightly to Yi Potian, and then said, "I'm going down the mountain." ”

"Well, go down the mountain?" Yi Potian was stunned, not understanding what was going on.

"The Yan family... I'll kill those two!"

"Oh, if you kill it, you will kill it, and Yan Wenhan won't dare to come to you. Yi Potian thought that Yu Xiaojie had just killed the two members of the Yan family, so he waved his hand disapprovingly.

"Yan Wenhan is also dead!" Thinking of the second elder of the Yan family, a cold glow flashed in Yu Xiaojie's eyes.

"Dead is dead... Belch... What are you talking about?" Yi Potianben still looked indifferent, and then his face turned hiccup, a little stunned, and asked uncertainly.

"Yan Wenhan and Yan Wenchi are dead!"

"What! Who did it!" This is no less than a spring thunder, which made Yi Potian a little dizzy, two congenitals, how can they say that they are dead.

"Me!"

"You?!" Yi Potian suddenly felt that his mind was not enough, his pupils widened, and he looked at Yu Xiaojie as if he was looking at a monster.

"Impossible! How can you be the opponent of the two of them, even I don't dare to say that I can take down Yan Wenhan, you are only gathering Dan, how is it possible..."

Looking at the indifferent young man in front of him, Yi Potian gradually calmed down, he knew that Yu Xiaojie couldn't lie, but an acquired young man killed two congenitals, and there was also a strong man who was mid-level and not far from him, which made him unacceptable at once.

After learning about it, Yi Potian learned what happened, raised his head and sighed, his heart was extremely melancholy, the opponent who had been fighting for it all the time, just gave his disciple a knot, which made him embarrassed.

The main peak of Wufeng Mountain...

Because Yu Xiaojie killed no one else, but a peak master of Wufeng Mountain, this was also a little rough in his heart, so he had to bring Yu Xiaojie to the main peak to see Yun Zhenyue, the master of the door, and beg him to decide.

At the top of the peak, a waterfall flows down, like the Milky Way hanging upside down, on the side of this waterfall, a wooden house stands not far away, an old man and a young man come up from the peak, stand by the waterfall, and stop.

"It's heaven-shattering... Come in..."Yun Zhenyue's long voice came from the wooden house.

The wooden house is very simple, a bed, a table, four stools, a set of tea sets on the table, an incense burner, there is a slow green smoke floating, the old man is sitting cross-legged on the bed.

"The master of the door—" The two of them came in and saluted the old man respectfully.

"Well... Sit..."The old man looked indifferent, waved his long sleeves, got up, sat down at the table, and motioned for the two to sit down as well.

"Master, I have something to tell you. The two didn't dare to sit down, Yi Potian took half a step forward, bowed down and said.

"Oh... Speaking of which..."Yun Zhenyue looked indifferent, poured a cup of hot tea for himself, and slowly tasted it.

"That's... Ahem... Yan Wenhan of Qingyan Peak... He's dead. Yi Potian looked at Yun Zhenyue and said worriedly.

"Dead?!" The teacup paused slightly, Yun Zhenyue looked at Yi Potian, his eyes flashed with puzzlement, the contradictions between the peak masters, he naturally knew it, because this was also what he wanted, so that there would be competition, but it would not be to the point of killing the other party.

"I killed it!" Yu Xiaojie saw Yi Potian's embarrassment and said.

"You?!" Turning his gaze to Yu Xiaojie, Yun Zhenyue's eyes flashed with a fine light, and he looked at it again, but he didn't find the slightest sign of entering the innate state.

Seeing Yun Zhenyue's disbelieving expression, Yu Xiaojie stretched out a hand indifferently and slowly clenched it, "Woo ya..."

"This!" his pupils widened violently, and Yun Zhenyue was moved, this kind of pure power had definitely reached the point of innateness! Shaking his head slightly, he couldn't help muttering: "Incredible... It's incredible, the posture of the day after tomorrow, it actually has an innate momentum! Is this the power of pure flesh * body?!"

"Ahem... Door master, in fact, Xiaojie is not cultivating meridians..."Looking at Yun Zhenyue, who was a little dazed, Yi Potian said softly.

"Don't cultivate the meridians?" Yun Zhenyue was even more puzzled, unable to understand what the pair of masters and apprentices wanted to say.

"Xiaojie cultivates bloodline..."Saying that, Yi Potian glanced at Yu Xiaojie with an indifferent face, as soon as he remembered that Yu Xiaojie cultivated bloodline, his heart couldn't calm down, so fragile bloodline, he can also contain spiritual power, he is really a monster!

"Bloodline?!" Yun Zhenyue couldn't be calm anymore, and stood up with a "whew", his voice excited.

After checking the pulse, Yun Zhenyue retracted his thoughts, his hands trembled slightly, and he sat down in a daze, his lips couldn't help opening and closing, at this time he really wanted to shout regardless of his demeanor: "Monster!" What kind of spiritual power is the energy in that bloodline? It can devour people's hearts and minds, and it can actually make him feel a palpitation.

Looking at Yun Zhenyue, who seemed to be stimulated and his eyes couldn't help flashing, the corners of Yi Potian's mouth rose up without a trace, and then disappeared, recovering his composure.