Devouring Sword God

Chapter 499
Mu Changhun's arm has the power of the true meaning of desolation, and he turned his arm into a broom to let Yi Xiaoyao sweep the floor. In fact, he wanted Yi Xiaoyao to slowly understand the true meaning of desolation from this arm.

After learning about Mu Changhun's intentions, Yi Xiaoyao readily accepted the task of sweeping the floor.

Seeing Yi Xiaoyao sweeping the floor with a broom in his hand, Qingyuan'er's beautiful eyes sparkled with brilliance. This incomparably arrogant murderer is really willing to sweep the floor in the Palace of Desolation?

"Hey, are you really going to sweep the floor here?"

Qing Yuan'er said: "I can help you plead with the lecherous grandpa."

"Thank you, Miss Yuan'er, for your kindness, there is no need to intercede."

Yi Xiaoyao said with a faint smile, "I have killed too much recently, and I really need to stabilize my mind. This sweeping is a good way to calm down."

"Okay." Qing Yuan'er nodded, sitting on the stone steps of the stone pagoda, dragging her chin to watch Yi Xiaoyao sweep the floor.

Yi Xiaoyao glanced at the broom in his hand, his eyes moved slightly, and he injected strength into it, sweeping away towards the dead leaves on the ground.

The broom fell, and the dead leaves all over the ground were instantly pulverized by the force of barrenness, but the ground was also full of cracks.

Qing Yuan'er immediately rolled her eyes: "It seems that you really need to stabilize your murderous intentions, even sweeping the floor is so brutal."

Yi Xiaoyao also smiled awkwardly. It turned out that using the power of barrenness to sweep the ground was not a simple matter. It seemed that Mu Changhun wanted to use this to train him to control the power of barrenness.

Then, he threw another broom. Although it was much better than before, there were still countless cracks on the ground.

"If you continue to sweep like this, you will sweep the entire Desolate Palace into ruins. I'd better stay away from you, so as not to be punished with you when I get time."

Qing Yuan'er curled her lips speechlessly, got up and left quickly, and left a sentence: "If you need any help, you can come to me."

Yi Xiaoyao agreed, continued to control the power of desolation, and swept the floor with a broom.

In this way, for three consecutive days, there was one more figure sweeping the floor day and night in the barren palace than before.

He is like a destroyer, wherever he passes, the ground is full of cracks.

This attracted the attention of many people in the Palace of Desolation, and at the same time, some people recognized Yi Xiaoyao's identity

Gradually, a message quickly spread among the disciples of the Desolation Palace.

The Tianjiao torturer, after joining the barren palace, turned into a sweeping boy, he could only destroy the barren palace all day long to vent his dissatisfaction.

Such news attracted many people to follow Yi Xiaoyao's sweeping footprints and watch the excitement.

On this day, Yi Xiaoyao was still holding a broom to sweep the fallen leaves that had been paving the floor of the barren palace all year round, and behind him were many disciples, pointing at the figure holding the broom.

"Is he the Tianjiao murderer who has been in the limelight recently?"

"That's right, it's him, presumably he thinks he can torture and kill those so-called arrogances and is pretentious, but he joined my Barren Palace but became a sweeping boy, and he dared not leave the Barren Palace in order to avoid the pursuit of the enemy, so he could only harbor resentment , venting dissatisfaction like this.”

"Hehe, what kind of Tianjiao torturer, he can torture and kill Tianjiao in the outside world, but he is nothing in my barren palace."

Those disciples shook their heads and laughed lightly. Many of them thought that if the rules of the Desolation Palace were not too strict, they would also be able to kill the Tianjiao of other forces and become the so-called Tianjiao killers.

Therefore, many people disdain Yi Xiaoyao because of his title.

Yi Xiaoyao could naturally hear the voices of these people's discussions, but he didn't care about it. After these days of cognition, he found that the disciples of the Desolation Palace were indeed better than those of other forces, and these disciples had their own arrogance. normal.

But at this moment, a figure stepped out from among those disciples, stopped Yi Xiaoyao, and stomped his broom under his feet.

Yi Xiaoyao raised his head and looked at the other party.

This person is Qing Feng.

"Yi Xiaoyao, I heard that you have become the sweeping boy of my Desolation Palace. I really congratulate you."

Qing Feng spoke lightly, with a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Step aside."

Yi Xiaoyao spoke indifferently, he naturally wouldn't naively think that the other party sincerely came to congratulate him, and that he made this person a little ugly in public at Cangxuan, this time he just came to take the opportunity to take revenge.

The smile on the corners of Qingfeng's mouth retracted, and he said, "This is the Palace of Desolation, you should call me Senior Brother when you see me."

"Whether you are a senior or I am a senior, your strength is not as good as mine. This is a fact that cannot be changed no matter how many times I call you a senior."

Yi Xiaoyao chuckled, then looked into Qingfeng's eyes and said, "Brother, do you think so?"

The surrounding disciples felt the smell of gunpowder between the two, and Yi Xiaoyao's unrelenting attitude, all of them became amused.

This Tianjiao torturer is really a stabbing head.

However, in the Palace of Desolation, it is probably not a rational thing for newcomers to compete with the old, and sooner or later they will suffer.

At this moment, Qing Feng's complexion suddenly darkened, and he said coldly: "Since you call me senior brother, then as a senior brother, I will kindly warn you that in this barren palace, there are many people who are stronger and more dazzling than you." Yes, you'd better hold back."

"Thank you for the warning, brother, can you get out of the way now?"

Yi Xiaoyao said indifferently, without the slightest intention of giving in.

Qing Feng took his foot away from the broom, looked at Yi Xiaoyao's face and sneered, "By the way, I forgot to tell you one thing, little Palace Master Yuan'er, and Senior Brother Qinglin were appointed by the Palace Master. Yes, if Senior Brother Qing Lin finds out that you have kidnapped the little Palace Master Yuaner and caused an unbearable scandal to the outside world, do you know what the consequences will be?"

After speaking, Qing Feng turned and left.

As for the words he left, Yi Xiaoyao didn't respond, but the others were in an uproar.

"Senior brother Qinglin, but the chief disciple, the strongest among my disciples in the Desolation Palace!"

"It is said that senior brother Qinglin is currently in retreat, preparing to break through the Yin-Yang Eighth Realm. It is estimated that he will leave the closed door in a few days."

"Brother Qinglin will not easily let Yi Xiaoyao go if he finds out about the matter between Little Palace Master Yuan'er and Yi Xiaoyao."

Hearing these voices, Yi Xiaoyao finally understood who Qinglin senior brother Qingfeng was talking about.

"Yin-Yang Eightfold Realm."

Yi Xiaoyao murmured with narrowed eyes, he was also secretly shocked when he heard that senior brother Qinglin's cultivation level from other people.

It seems that if he wants to gain a firm foothold in this barren palace, he still needs to work hard.

Thinking of this, Yi Xiaoyao ignored the arguments of those behind him, continued to calm down, and began to sweep the floor.

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(End of this chapter)