With Wang Eighteen Ancestors, Taixuan Sect Elder, the agreed time has arrived.

He was going to the Heavenly Chamber of Commerce in exchange for strange stones and resources.

Once in his hands, he could impact the next layer of the Supreme Sword Body and step into the Divine Power Realm.

"Brother!" Walking out of the top of the mountain, Qing'er's eyes lit up and she hurriedly shouted.

"Sister, are you alright?"

Ye Wushuang was a little surprised.

As soon as he sensed it, the aura in his sister's body was indeed suppressed, and there was no trace of the outbreak of hidden dangers for the time being.

That's a good thing.

It's been so much easier than before.

"Well, Grandpa the Deputy Palace Master and Grandpa Wu have been treating Qing'er." Qing'er nodded obediently.

Then, she whispered, "Brother, don't blame Sister Yue, okay?" Sister Yue is not a bad person, it's just that her family is not very good. ”

Hearing this, Ye Wushuang paused for a moment, and then said with a doting smile. "I never blamed her."

"The Murong family has nothing to do with her."

"I don't think anything else about her because of that."

Qing'er breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the response.

In fact, whether it was Murong Yue or Uncle Jian, Ye Wushuang did not complain or accuse at all.

Only endless gratitude.

If it weren't for them, Ye Wushuang would not have come to this point.

Qing'er has already died in the outbreak of hidden dangers.

People, we must know how to be grateful.

Helping others and doing their best, even if it backfires, is not a reason to blame.

This is Ye Wushuang's bottom line.

Therefore, he never thought of complaining about Murong Yue and them.

"Wushuang." At this time, the deputy palace master and the martial elder also looked over.

"The cultivation is over?"

The two asked with concern.

"Well, Master, Martial Old." Ye Wushuang greeted respectfully.

"It's not bad, the first time I cultivated, I hit fifty-eight hammers."

"However, don't be complacent because of this, you have to work hard to cultivate, you know, like me in the past, there are not only these levels."

The deputy palace master said solemnly.

Beside him, the corners of Wu Lao's eyes twitched, and he stopped talking.

"Yes, disciple remember!" Ye Wushuang's eyes flashed.

His heart fluttered slightly, it turned out that he was not the best.

At the very least, in the first cultivation, he was not as good as the master.

Work is still needed!

Seeing Ye Wushuang's fighting spirit, the deputy palace master smiled bitterly, and then said, "Your cultivation is still not strong enough, in the next period of time, there are still a few days, work hard to improve, you have already stepped into the realm of divine powers, this is the first step to become a strong person." ”

"Disciple understands." Ye Wushuang nodded.

Then, he pondered for a moment and said. "Master, in the next few days, I may leave for a while, and after I return, I will impact the Divine Power Realm!"

"Yes." The deputy palace master did not refuse.

"I have never had too many rules for cultivating in the Heavenly Rank Academy."

"You don't need to tell me what you do, just do it yourself."

"You just need to know, as long as it's within the rules, behind you, there is me, there is the First Sword King, and there is the Martial Elder!"

The deputy palace master said loudly.

"Yes. Disciple knows! Ye Wushuang's heart warmed.

He was deeply moved.

Only in Wu Lao, the deputy palace master, and the first sword king, he really felt the love from the elders.

Subsequently.

After fighting with Qing'er for a while, Ye Wushuang walked out of the second peak.

However, just as he stepped out of the second peak.

"Stop!"

A tall figure stepped out.

He was dressed in black and imposing.

Behind him, there were several strong men, all of whom were masters who were about to step into the Divine Power Realm.

This young man in black is even more powerful.

I have reached the middle stage of my supernatural powers!

"Who are you?" Ye Wushuang stopped and looked over.

"Murong Xuan!"

The young man in black, Murong Xuan, spoke proudly.

"You're the one who defeated my cousin?"

He didn't speak well.

"Murong Hai?" Ye Wushuang's eyes turned cold and looked at him indifferently.

This man is from the first line!

However, in order to maintain the face of the Murong family, it was obvious that Murong Hai was killed, but in his mouth, it became a defeat!

It's ridiculous.

"Exactly!" Murong Xuan said coldly, "In the school palace, it is forbidden to fight, but if I challenge you, do you have the courage to fight?" ”

"Didn't you say that you want to see how many geniuses I have in my first vein that can let you kill?"

"Now that I'm here, you won't dare to fight, will you?"

He directly provoked and pointed at Ye Wushuang.

In the middle of the supernatural power, in the demon list, they all have extremely high rankings!

This person is very talented, although he is not a Dacheng king-level physique, but he is also extraordinary.

Hearing his words, all around, the Junjie of the Murong family who followed also sneered.

"If Brother Murong Xuan makes a move, he will inevitably lose."

"Huh!"

"I heard that he was very rampant in the first vein, and now, when he sees Brother Murong Xuan, he is afraid that he is not, and he doesn't even have the courage to fight!"

Quite a few people sneered.

At this time, on the top of the second peak, Wu Lao and the deputy palace master were also looking from afar.

"You say, will Wushuang fight?" The deputy palace master asked.

"Don't worry."

Wu Lao didn't even look at it.

"With Wushuang's character, what he worries about is not whether to fight, but whether he can kill."

At this time, in the middle of the field, Ye Wushuang raised his head and suddenly smiled.

"Challenge?"

"Yes, don't ask about victory or defeat, just ask about life and death?"

His eyes were clear, and he looked harmless to humans and animals.

When Murong Xuan heard this, he hesitated.

After all, Ye Wushuang's murderous reputation has long been spread in the first vein.

Although, he is different from a martial artist like Murong Hai, who is purely made of pills.

But there are still some worries.

"What's wrong? Can't? If you don't dare, get out! Ye Wushuang spoke calmly.

"You!" Murong Xuan's eyes sank.

Immediately, he stepped out.

"Good!"

"Then fight to the death, I see how strong you are!"

"It's just a true artistic conception, and you dare to run rampant in front of me!"

Murong Xuan stepped out.

Rumble!

The supernatural vision bloomed directly, and the cultivation in the middle stage of the supernatural power exploded in an instant, and it was extremely powerful.

However.

The moment his words fell.

Airplanes!

In Ye Wushuang's eyes, a sword light swept over.

The next moment.

His body moved, the furnace of heaven and earth bloomed, and his powerful body exploded in an instant.

A punch blasted out, like a supreme ancient sword, and the fight rushed out.

"Look for death!"

Murong Xuan snorted coldly, and the vision of his divine power opened, it was a cyan sea of light, and with a big move, the sea of light swept through.

However, the fist mark came, like a sword qi spreading into the air.

Rumble!

The sea of light shattered, and Ye Wushuang's figure flickered, just for a moment, shuttling out from behind Murong Xuan.

On the spot, Murong Xuan's eyes widened.

His chest was directly pierced, and blood continued to flow out along a large hole.

Bang!

With a soft sound, the vision exploded, and his figure fell directly to the ground.

Mid-Divine Power, Die!

Just a punch?

Murong Xuan, who was in the middle stage of the supernatural power, was directly killed?

At this moment, the audience fell into a deathly silence!