Chapter 253 I'm Going to Sacrifice the Sword

Strongest Abandoned Young Master 253 Strongest Abandoned Young Master Chapter 253 I'm going to sacrifice the sword

"The younger generation is indeed rampant. It's just that I didn't expect your lightness kung fu to be so good. However, no matter how good your lightness kung fu is, no matter how good your mouth is, this will be your last time. Because the old man is afraid that the Broken Fist Hall blocking you will kill you." You, so I will send you on your way first." After Zhang Zhihui finished speaking, the long sword on his back had already landed in his hand, and at the same time he swung the sword out, bringing out a sword glow.

Ye Mo looked at this sword light coldly, he didn't expect the old guy to keep a hand last time. It can be seen that none of these old things who have cultivated to the prefecture level are Yi Yi's generation, and they are not at all the superficial anger of being called by their names on the surface. He also understood that the reason why Zhang Zhihui wanted to kill him urgently was because he wanted to find the flower of 'Liu Qingluo' on him.

If he picks up a weapon and confronts Zhang Zhihui head-on, Ye Mo is sure that he is not his opponent yet. But he is a cultivator, and he has a flying sword, so there is no need to fight head to head with Zhang Zhihui.

Ye Mo stood still without moving, raised his hand, and a lavender flying sword met the sword light that was stabbing fast.

With a clear sound of "Ding Dong", the sword glow from Zhang Zhihui disappeared, and a half-foot-long sword tip fell to the ground. One move, just one move cut off Zhang Zhihui's long sword. Ye Mo thought of the last time Zhang Zhihui cut his lancet with gaps everywhere, and he felt a surge of joy in his heart.

"Flying sword..." Zhang Zhihui stared dumbfounded at the flying sword suspended in the air, said two words in shock and then stood there dumbfounded. Holding a long sword with a broken tip in his hand like a puppet.

For a long time, he looked at Ye Mo in horror, "You can actually control the flying sword...you, who are you?"

Ye Mo sneered. "What. Old man, aren't you going to kill me and steal my things? You look so cowardly. Old man, you actually set your mind on the young master. You really are impatient gone."

Zhang Zhihui didn't expect that what he said to Ye Mo more than a month ago would be beaten back intact. His face was blue and red, but he didn't dare to move at all, he knew that as long as he moved, the flying sword above his head could immediately cut off his head.

He never thought that someone in this world could cultivate into a flying sword. This is something in the legend. If someone told him that he saw Feijian elsewhere, he would definitely say that this person was confused and absolutely impossible, but now he saw it with his own eyes.

"Since there is nothing to say, let's sacrifice your head to my Feijian." Ye Mo sneered, Feijian spun a beautiful sword huā in the air, and landed on Zhang Zhihui's neck.

"No, senior..." Zhang Zhihui didn't dare to say a word of nonsense anymore,

Although he can escape this time, what about the next time. What about next time? As long as there is a flying sword, he is sure to die.

Ye Mo controlled Fei Jian, and said lightly: "Do you have any last words? Or you are the hidden family, tell me. I'll take it all in."

At this moment, Zhang Zhihui didn't dare to doubt Ye Mo's words anymore. Ye Mo said that he brought a whole family into one pot. He was definitely not talking nonsense, he really did have this strength.

"Senior, please forgive me. Although this junior is also a hermit cultivator, he is a member of the Zhang family in Xuanjiang." Zhang Zhihui didn't dare to make any decisions at this time. He knew that as long as he said something wrong, the flying sword could easily penetrate his head. Although the flying sword was still an inch away from his neck, he felt that his skin had been cut, even bleeding. He didn't dare to lie, secretly, there were not a few people who knew Zhang Zhihui.

"Xuanjiang Zhang family?" Ye Mo repeated, taking back the long sword in his hand. He had heard of the family. Of the five major families in China, the Zhang family is the largest, but it is very strange that the main force of the largest family is not in Yanjing. Although Yanjing also has the strength of the Zhang family, their main force is in Xuanjiang.

It's no wonder that it can become the first family, and there are prefecture-level mid-term masters in charge, which is comparable to that family. If he hadn't been able to provoke him in the middle of the prefecture level before he had Feijian, then this family was really well hidden.

Ye Mo was thinking in his heart, should he kill this old guy, or do he want to gain something.

Seemingly seeing Ye Mo's thoughts, Zhang Zhihui quickly said: "Senior, although my Zhang family is not very good, but if you need anything or help, my Zhang family is better than having more people."

Ye Mo smiled slightly, he understood what Zhang Zhihui meant. What he was talking about was not the real large number of people, but that his Zhang family must have a certain heritage after so many years of inheritance. The reason why Zhang Zhihui was able to cultivate to the prefecture level, apart from chance, must be inseparable from the huge financial resources of the Zhang family.

Although Ye Mo has a flying sword, his cultivation speed here is too slow. If you can use the Zhang family's background to help him find some medicinal materials, it can be said to be a mutually beneficial matter for both parties.

Thinking of this, Ye Mo took back Feijian and said: "In this case, I will spare you first. But if I find that you are useless at all, I will kill you anyway."

"Yes, senior, as long as you give orders, I will definitely take care of it." Zhang Zhihui wiped the sweat from his head secretly, and finally saved his life.

He was sure that last time Ye Mo deliberately didn't want to expose himself in a crowded place. If he wanted to kill himself last time, it would be easy, but the fact that he can control the sword is bound to be known by many people. It's ridiculous that the people in 'Yuhui' still want to fight against him, it's simply beyond their control. It's okay for him to fall off such a high cliff, it was definitely intentional, because he has this strength.

Fortunately, I saw the opportunity quickly, otherwise, not to mention the late stage of the prefecture level, he would be killed by the person in front of him soon. In his opinion, Ye Mo is much older than him, maybe he is a legendary master. Although he looks young, but he has Zhuyan Dan, who knows his real age.

Ye Mo didn't know that he had been defined as an old monster by Zhang Zhihui. If he didn't kill Zhang Zhihui, he had other things besides asking for Zhang Zhihui's help.

"Brother Zhang..." Now that they are ready to cooperate, Ye Mo also spared some time for Zhang Zhihui, after all he is so old. But it is absolutely impossible for Ye Mo to call him senior or something.

When Zhang Zhihui heard Ye Mo's name, he was so frightened that he frightened, and quickly waved his hands and said, "Senior, please don't call me Brother Zhang, just call me Zhang Zhihui."

In his heart, Ye Mo is at least a master who has cultivated beyond the earth level, and he may be over a hundred years old.

Ye Mo smiled slightly. He didn't kill Zhang Zhihui. Apart from the huge resources of the Zhang family, there was another reason, that is, Zhang Zhihui practiced ancient martial arts. Ancient martial arts practice must know a lot. Ye Mo doesn't have any idea about Gu Wu, some of the knowledge he got is patched together, now it's appropriate to ask Zhang Zhihui.

Seeing that Ye Mo didn't speak, Zhang Zhihui also stood aside and didn't dare to speak, but his heart felt as if the river was overwhelmed. In his eyes, Ye Mo is a strange person, if he can treat Ye Mo well, he might get unexpected benefits.

Ye Mo thought for a while and said: "In this case, I will not be polite, Zhang Zhihui, your cultivation is now in the middle stage of the earth level, if you reach the peak of the earth level and later, will you reach the sky level? "

Zhang Zhihui was stunned for a moment. He looked at Ye Mo strangely and said, "Senior, didn't you break through to the Earth level? After the Earth level, it is not the Heaven level. Our ancient martial arts cultivation is generally called Xiantian."

Ye Mo made an oolong, and he didn't have a heavenly rank, but an innate talent, but of course he would not show weakness in front of Zhang Zhihui, but smiled and said: "The things I cultivate have already surpassed the scope of ancient martial arts, or Say that my cultivation base is now equivalent to the sky level."

If you want to convince Zhang Zhihui, you can't say that your cultivation base is too low, and now he can barely be regarded as a prefecture-level master. Because of Feijian, ordinary prefecture-level masters are simply not enough for him.

Zhang Zhihui immediately showed more reverence in his eyes, his prediction was right, the person who can control the flying sword is indeed extraordinary.

"Then what about the cultivation of ancient martial arts after reaching Xiantian?" Ye Mojian asked Zhang Zhihui again.

"After Xiantian?" Zhang Zhihui repeated in a murmur, shaking his head and said: "As far as I know, there are no people who have cultivated to the level of Xiantian in the current ancient martial arts, let alone after Xiantian."

"What? There are no innate martial arts practitioners? You mean the earth level is the highest existence here?" Ye Mo asked immediately in surprise.

Zhang Zhihui nodded solemnly and said: "Yes, senior, those who practice ancient martial arts here, including hidden men, have no innate talent at the highest level. Of course, is it true that someone has reached innate talent and then reclusive It’s not that I know about it. In fact, not to mention innate, there are very few of them even in the late prefecture level.”

Ye Mo heaved a sigh of relief, if this is really the case, he doesn't need to worry at all. It turns out that he doesn't have any talent, so his flying sword should be able to sweep away. Seeing that Zhang Zhihui stopped talking, Ye Mo immediately said: "If you have anything to say, just say it."

Zhihui quickly responded, "It is said that the enlightened monk of Wuliang Temple has half-step innate cultivation, and should be the first person in the hermitage."

"Wuliang Temple? Is it in Wuliang Mountain?" Ye Mo really wanted to go to this half-step innate monk to try his own flying sword and see how effective it is against a half-step innate.

Zhang Zhihui shook his head and said: "The Wuliang of Wuliang Temple is not the Wuliang of Wuliang Mountain. There is a huge difference. Wuliang Temple means that no one knows where it is, or that no one can find Wuliang Temple. It is an existence with only a name and no place.”

Ye Mo waved his hand, he already knew the general situation of Yinmen, as for where the Wuliang Temple is, he didn't have the heart to ask, just asked: "You said that the Broken Fist Hall is also here?"

When Ye Mo asked about the Broken Fist Hall, Zhang Zhihui quickly replied: "Yes, senior, when I came, I found that the people from the Broken Fist Hall were blocking you outside, saying that you killed the elders of the Broken Fist Hall."

Ye Mo reached out and grabbed the flying sword above his head, glanced at Zhang Zhihui and said, "I'm going to sacrifice the sword, take me to see those clowns."

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