"Don't you say a few words of encouragement at the end, are you our leader?" Duan Jin'er looked at Ye Xuan expectantly.

"If you are encouraged, okay, I will reluctantly say a few words, outside the secret realm, don't do it if you can, don't do it, in the secret realm, don't scold and fight, you killed him outside the secret realm, everyone saw it, in the secret realm, you killed him, who knows? There are many crises in the secret realm, who knows how he died?"

Ye Xuan expressed his experience and let everyone experience it for themselves.

"Sounds so reasonable. Ye Ranran's enlightened way.

"Looking at your appearance, it seems that you have killed a lot of people in the secret realm of Silver Moon Canyon, right?" Duan Jin'er also knew some about Ye Xuan's past, and couldn't help but ask.

"It seems that I didn't kill a few, just remember to kill a son of the Zhang family, and then his father came to Chitiecheng to help his son avenge, so I sent him to reunite with his son. Ye Xuan said lightly.

Hearing these words, Ye Ranran, Xiao Yiren and Qi Junfan knew that the unlucky father and son were Zhang Fei and Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan didn't know how the son died, but how Zhang Fei, who had cultivated in the true physical realm, died, the three of them remembered it clearly.

This head of the Zhang family was shot in the head by Ye Xuan's punch, and his body was still standing, his head spinning in the air, which was really dead.

"I've only killed a few, I don't believe it, I always feel like as soon as I get close to you, it's a thick bloody atmosphere. Duan Jin'er only saw the disregard for life in Ye Xuan's eyes, coupled with the scene seen in the Ye family ancestral hall, the young man she loved was definitely a humanoid beast.

"It's true that the Silver Moon Canyon didn't kill a few cultivators, but I killed more than a hundred on the East Street of Chitie City, those are all bandits from Huangsha Village, I am doing this for the people, a chivalrous act. Ye Xuan replied casually.

"More than a hundred?" Ye Tianlong, who hadn't seen this battle, couldn't help but be stunned, it turned out that he was still thinking that this Ye Xuan had only seen blood, and had never killed anyone, it turned out that he had already killed people like hemp, and he was really lucky that he didn't die in his hands that day.

Seeing Duan Jin'er and Ye Tianlong's stunned expressions, Ye Xuan was a little disapproving.

Not to mention the powerhouses of the Fugue Realm, they are the cultivators of the Guiding Realm, once the sect war is opened, if the high-end combat power is defeated, it is not impossible for the sect of 100,000 cultivators to be wiped out, and it is really not worth mentioning a hundred bandits.

Of course, the so-called four major sects in Liangzhou are not real sects at all, Ye Xuan estimates that the inheritance is only a few hundred years, and there are only hundreds of disciples, after all, cultivators not only have to cultivate, but also have food, clothing, housing and transportation, if the sect has no way to make money, it can't afford to raise too many outer disciples.

There are few outer disciples, and there are naturally fewer inner disciples, and the true disciples are rare, Ye Xuan only looks at the cultivation of Zuo Qin, the true disciple of the Imperial Fire Palace, and knows how miserable these sects are.

Of course, the situation of a small family like the Ye family is even more unbearable, the clan is less than twenty, the old man is the majority, the family is even poorer, and the cultivation resources are also tight, and the supply of Ye Tianlong, the Ye family's unicorn, is limited, and the rest of the other disciples are afraid that they will be cold and cold.

"Okay, you guys, if you don't leave, do you want to stay for lunch and get out?"

Cleaning up their mood, everyone was ready to go on the road, but found that Ye Xuan, the young family master, was still grinding.

"Ye Xuan, everyone is waiting for you, what are you trying to do when you touch and touch your Sumeru ring? The Ye family doesn't have anything good for you, you know, before leaving, you still want to collect a ticket, don't dream. Ye Sanqian said angrily.

Ye Xuan glanced at Ye Sanqian coldly, and then said, "Am I that kind of person? What can I look up to in this Ye family? inside and out, from the weeds in the yard to the Ye family's unicorns, what other ancestors!"

Ye Sanqian was so angry by Ye Xuan's words that he staggered, but thinking about it, without Ye Xuan's Beast King Blood Crystal, he was afraid that he would still be lying in the coffin.

Ye Tianlong, who was watching the play on the side, suddenly became calm, his heart was crushed by a thousand fierce beasts, and the fire at the city gate affected the fish in the pond, I am just like a weed, right?

"Then what do you want?" Ye Sanqian also smelled a hint of something unusual.

"Actually, I didn't think about it, after the experience of the secret realm of the Xiliang Emperor's Mausoleum, I might go directly to Liangzhou City, and not go back to Fancheng, before leaving, I saw this house in tatters, and my heart was sour. As the head of the family, I still decided to donate a little spirit stone, and the blade came out, although it was not much, but it was also a little bit of my heart. ”

Ye Xuan thought about it, it was useless to keep the rags in his Sumeru ring, and it was estimated that he wouldn't be able to sell them for a few dollars if he got it to the auction house, so he should stay in the Ye family directly.

"Yo, there are also spirit stones, blades, take them out, I see, there should be a few hundred spirit stones, a dozen weapons. Ye Sanqian suddenly became interested, he didn't know that firewood, rice, oil and salt were expensive, Ye Xuan left, and he left him, the ancestor, to run the family, and he was tired when he thought about it.

Ye Xuan nodded, and then his divine sense moved, and he took out a few long swords and long knives from the Sumeru ring, and landed with a sonorous sound.

Just a few swords, or mortal soldiers, although they look pretty good, they are fine products forged by the blacksmith shop, but they are only enough for a few Ye family disciples to use, a little less.

Ye Sanqian shook his head, feeling that he still had too high expectations for Ye Xuan.

But this was just the beginning, the swords appeared in the air, endlessly, and after a while, they were directly piled up into a hill more than one person high, and under Ye Xuan's feet, a steady stream of shining spirit stones appeared, and they gradually piled up into a half-human high mountain.

This scene stunned everyone, especially in the end, a full eight yellow-level blades were scattered all over the place, directly blinding everyone's eyes.

The spirit stone hill is only one or two thousand spirit stones at best, but this is simply a windfall for the Ye family.

Gold and silver are not put in the eyes of cultivators, spirit stones are the real hard currency, and only spirit stones can buy those rare cultivation resources, whether it is the flesh and blood of fierce beasts, or the quenching exercises, it is said that millions of spirit stones can be bought in the auction house to return to the peak realm of cultivation perception, or a manuscript.

But these spirit stones, and the blades piled up into several hills, are not worth mentioning.

Although mortal soldiers are not as good as yellow-level blades, they are enough for cultivators in the mortal body realm, and these swords are all cold and light, rare and high-quality, with more than two hundred handles.

As for the last eight yellow-level blades, Ye Sanqian's breathing became rapid, and his eyes were a little red.

What is the foundation? These eight yellow-level blades are the foundation, allowing the Ye family to attack the middle family from a small family in Fancheng without any obstacles.

"Where did all this come from?" Ye Sanqian subconsciously asked a very stupid question.

"Where else can it come from, it's all dead people's wealth. Ye Xuan said lightly.

On the shore of the Qianzhong Green Lake in the Silver Moon Canyon, most of the more than 100 sect disciples died, and they wore swords and swords, even if they were not as good as the yellow-level swords of Murong Qiubai, the ninth sword of the Sword God Mountain, but they were all the best of the best, and the battle of the Long Street of the Red Iron City was to directly kill the three masters of Huangsha Village, which was equivalent to copying a bandit's nest to the bottom of the sky, and each master of the Sumeru ring had high-quality swords and thousands of spirit stones.

As for the three True Body Realm cultivators Zhang Fei who appeared at the end, they contributed several yellow-level blades and more than 10,000 spirit stones, making Ye Xuan earn a lot of money.

Ye Xuan didn't plan to take them all out, but there were only seven Sumeru rings in hand, all of which were low-grade, and the space was limited.

Seeing that Ye Sanqian had already begun to count, and almost buried his head in the treasure mountain, Ye Xuan waved his sleeves and left in style, not taking away a trace of regret.

Fancheng Ye family, Ye Xuan said goodbye, and a period of cause and effect with the physical body also ended, if he returned, it might be a hundred years later.