The middle-aged man wearing a shabby cotton jacket and a few strands of white cotton wool floating in his sleeve robe was silent for a moment, glanced at Ke Bei, and a faint smile appeared on his gentle face.

The middle-aged man looked down at the straw sandals, there was a hole in the straw sandals, and the thumb with black mud shrank slightly, as if he felt that the breeze was a little cold.

A few weeds on the straw sandals swayed slightly, and the middle-aged man took a step casually, this step seemed very ordinary, but the middle-aged man suddenly appeared in front of Ke Bei.

"Take it."

The senior brother handed the blood abyss order that was swept away by the burly man and the nine barbarians to Ke Bei, and his eyes were as calm as an ancient well from beginning to end.

"Thank you, brother."

Ke Bei took the Blood Abyss Order and smiled, he knew very well that Jiuman was going to be unlucky, this senior brother seemed to be very gentle, but in fact, he was definitely a very ruthless character.

The three powerhouses of the purple-eyed Jinpeng clan at the peak of the virtual realm were abolished by the three fingers of the senior brother's 'gentleness'.

"Do you know what the token that you just swept away represents?"

The middle-aged man turned around slowly, looking at the burly man Jiuman's expression as calm and gentle as ever.

The tall Jiuman, who was as tall as a mountain and bulging muscles, suddenly trembled in horror, his strong body seemed to have lost all his strength at this moment, and he opened his mouth, his lips as resolute as rocks moved slightly, wanting to open his mouth to defend something, but in the face of the seemingly gentle middle-aged man in front of him, he never dared to speak.

Trouble!

Jiuman's heart was cold, and he secretly glanced at Ke Bei, until now he was still a little confused, isn't Luke just a titled hall master? How the legendary Mr. Big of the Temple suddenly appeared.

"If you don't know, I'll tell you ......"

The senior brother's face was still gentle, calmly commenting on the nine barbarians, and it was a little strange that it was clear that these nine barbarians were burly and had a height of one zhang and two, but in the face of the senior brother's gentle gaze, he actually had a feeling that he needed to look up.

Not only did Jiuman feel weird, Ke Bei and the old man in gray were also a little stunned, the middle-aged man was not tall, but no one dared to look at him, under his calm and gentle gaze, he could only look up!

"The name of that token is the Blood Abyss Order, and the Blood Abyss Order represents the teacher's ......."

The senior brother looked at the burly man Jiuman calmly, and did not say any more, but his meaning Jiuman was already clear, when he heard the three big words of the Blood Abyss Order, his body trembled uncontrollably, his eyes were full of fear, and he glanced back at the elegant palace behind him, and in his eyes full of fear, a faint expectation flashed, and he knew very well that if the person behind him did not come forward, he might be in a catastrophe.

Blasphemy of the Blood Abyss Order, that's a great crime!

"Puff"

Not daring to hesitate, the burly man suddenly knelt down.

"The Nine Barbarians are guilty."

At this moment, the burly man lost all his pride, like a naughty child, receiving the punishment of his parents, in the breeze, his body trembled.

"You can know your sins, you can confess your sins, and you can understand some etiquette."

Senior Brother said gently.

"But...... If you are guilty, you will be punished! ”

The senior brother slowly stretched out the very clean and white palm in the padded jacket and gently pressed it towards the top of Jiuman's head.

"Brother Wan Jian, can you give the little girl a thin noodle ......?"

At the moment when the palm of the senior brother Wanjian was about to fall on the top of Jiuman's head, in the elegant pavilion, a delicate and crisp voice slowly came out, and at the same time, the bamboo door of the elegant pavilion slowly opened, and a woman wearing a plain white court skirt, green silk coiled high, and a jade hairpin on her head, about thirty years old, walked over.

Ke Bei looked at the woman who walked out of the bamboo building, his eyes narrowed slightly, this woman can let a strong man with the peak cultivation of the virtual realm guard the door, and she must also be an extremely powerful existence, hearing the woman's voice, Ke Bei turned his gaze to the senior brother, and guessed in his heart, I don't know if the senior brother will give this woman a little thin face.

Of course, Kebei doesn't want the senior brother to give face to the woman, because once the senior brother gives the woman face, then he will have no face!

Senior Brother's next action did not disappoint Ke Bei, Senior Brother's white palm did not stop because of the appearance of the woman, it was still slow, but it was unswervingly pressed towards the top of the burly man's head.

Click~ As the white palm of the senior brother fell, fine cracks suddenly appeared on the burly tower-like body!

"Abolish your 10,000-year cultivation, and hope to take this as a warning."

The senior brother slowly withdrew his palm and turned around calmly, never looking at the woman.

"Etiquette should not be abolished."

The middle-aged man walked in front of Ke Bei, glanced at the woman calmly, and said softly.

"Hey......"

A woman in a plain white court dress glanced at the burly man who fell to the ground unconscious, sighed slightly, and immediately walked in front of Ke Bei, bowed to the senior brother, and then glanced at Ke Bei.

"The little woman has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, the house slave doesn't know the etiquette, and I hope Your Highness won't blame you if she offends."

"Help!"

Ke Bei ignored the beautiful woman, and said in a low voice, he knew that the woman meant to call her His Highness, not because he was the winner of the title of the hall master, but the meaning of the young hall master of the temple!

As the third descendant disciple of the temple master, Kebei is qualified to be proud and qualified to be honored as His Highness.

After the glamorous woman in white saluted Kebei, she respectfully took Bingyou over and walked into the elegant attic with Bingyou in her arms.

"Senior brother, what level of cultivation have you reached?"

After Bingyou was brought into the pavilion by the woman for treatment, Ke Bei was relieved, so Ke Bei's heart relaxed, and he walked in front of the senior brother, with a flattering smile on his face, and asked flatteringly.

"Half-step ......"

Senior Brother smiled gently.

"Half-step consummation?"

Ke Bei was slightly surprised, he had fought with the temple master, and he had a golden wisp of battle clothes to protect his body, Ke Bei didn't feel how strong the temple master was at that time, and even after seeing the senior brother's move, Ke Bei even had an illusion that the senior brother was a little stronger than the temple master, so he asked.

"Who is stronger, you or the teacher?"

After a moment of silence, Kebei asked again.

"Of course it's the teacher!"

The senior brother almost didn't hesitate, opened his mouth and spoke, and immediately glanced at Ke Bei, as if he saw the doubts in Ke Bei's heart, and then explained.

"The teacher is the perfect ...... of the virtual realm"

The senior brother raised his head slightly, glanced at the pale red void, his expression was suddenly a little gloomy, and the chance white floc exposed at the cuffs was curled by a gust of wind, swirled, and flew into the distance.

One of the wisps of white floc flew into the white palm of the senior brother, and looked down at the white floc lying peacefully in the palm of his hand, and the senior brother suddenly spoke.

"Although the teacher is strong, the teacher is old......"

The senior brother sighed in a low voice, and immediately stopped paying attention to Ke Bei, stepped lightly on the soles of his feet, stepped out in one step, and his body disappeared instantly.

Ke Bei looked at the direction where the senior brother disappeared, his brows furrowed slightly, and there was a trace of guilt in his heart...... Senior brother Wan Jian is very good to himself, he helped him twice, this favor is very heavy, and Ke Bei is a person who doesn't like to owe favors!

"Big brother...... This favor, I Kebei wrote down, three years later, no matter what the situation of the blood abyss realm becomes, I will definitely not let anyone touch a single hair of you! ”

After being silent for a moment, Ke Bei sat down cross-legged directly on a piece of bluestone, glanced at the gray-clothed old man standing respectfully beside him, and waved his hand slightly.

"You go back first."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

The gray-clothed old man took a deep look at Ke Bei, he knew that in the future, there would be another one in the temple, and he would never provoke the existence, the gray-clothed old man bowed respectfully to Ke Bei, and then slowly retreated, until he walked out of Ke Bei's sight, he dared to turn around and leave.

And the proud burly man just now, after coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood, trembled his body, slowly got up, walked to Ke Bei, and knelt down directly.

"Your Highness, atonement!"

The burly man bowed his head and knelt in front of the bluestone.

"Get up."

Ke Bei opened his eyes, his expression was a little embarrassed, his current strength was equivalent to a powerhouse in the middle of the Void Realm, but because of the identity of the third disciple of the Temple Master, he made a strong man with the peak cultivation of the Void Realm willing to kneel in front of him.

That's power!

And Kebei can't enjoy the fun of power with peace of mind, and can't accept all this calmly, because he is Kebei, and he is an earthling!

"Thank Your Highness for not killing!"

The burly man stood up and said in an urn voice, but the moment he stood up, an extremely faint killing intent flashed in his eyes, and then this erasing killing intent was well hidden by him.

If Ke Bei didn't practice the Earth Soul Secret Method, he would definitely not be able to detect it, that trace of hidden killing intent was very good, but there was no if, Ke Bei sensed it, but he didn't say anything, his expression was still calm, he slowly closed his eyes, and silently cultivated the Earth Soul Secret Method.

The burly man turned around silently, glanced at Ke Bei, and stood in front of the elegant pavilion again, like an iron tower.

"Hmph, what about the disciples of the temple master? If you don't have the strength, you are not qualified to make me surrender! ”

The burly man's eyes flickered in the depths of his eyes, with a cold killing intent.

He is the peak powerhouse of the Void Realm, he is Zilan's house slave, in the temple, even if he is Zilan's house slave, he also has his own pride!

"Don't let my Nine Barbarians find a chance, otherwise, even if you are the descendant of the temple master, as long as you don't have the strength, I will definitely kill you!"

There was no expression on Jiuman's resolute face, but there was a murderous intent looming in his heart.

"Hey, after all, strength is the foundation...... Without strength, no matter how high the status is, it is not convincing! (To be continued)