Wu Po Jiuxiao

While the palm moved slightly, the mysterious soul that had already dissipated slowly gathered.

A trace of memory made Ye Fantian's face muscles twisted to the extreme.

"Because of my aptitude, I can only rely on my own relationship for the rest of my life. I stay here like a rascal in Ziyunzong. I spend a lot of time practicing every day, because I always believe that I can rely on my own efforts. strive for success.”

"Originally, I thought I was doomed. Originally, I had no other way to go except for my humble existence, but... I met my master!!"

"Overlord, Duanmukong, each of you is a high-ranking immortal powerhouse, but compared with my master, you are nothing... What have you given me? What have you helped me? The reason is because your interests are involved, so you have to ask the people behind me..."

That wordless roar, that presumptuous smile, and deep gratitude made Ye Fantian feel like he was there in person in the memory of this profound soul.

"Master... During this period of time, this disciple can live like a real person, a person who is qualified to stand in front of them, instead of a timid posture. This life... is worth it. In the next life, I really want to Continue to be your disciple..."

boom……

It was as if his head began to explode at this moment.

Ye Fantian's whole body trembled.

"Brahma... don't stay here..."

The phantom protector shouted loudly.

"Come here... take this ignorant disciple away!"

The law enforcement disciple flickered abruptly, and his figure began to dance crazily. A stream of Gang Qi transformed into an arm gesture, and grabbed Ye Fantian's body.

"boom……"

Suddenly, as if a muffled thunder resounded, Ye Fantian's body exploded with an incomparable aura.

With a slight movement of the palm, he pinched the disciple's arm in an instant! !

The robe flicked, and the last trace of Heizi's mysterious soul was forcibly gathered by Ye Fantian.

The momentum soared crazily, the robe flicked, and the long hair slowly began to turn white...

"Heizi... you idiot, as a teacher... are you so weak?"

Ye Fantian murmured in his mouth.

laugh……

Two streaks of scarlet burst out completely!

rumbling...

Amidst the thunder and lightning, a figure slowly became evil and clear in front of everyone! !

Snow-white long hair, as if carved from weeping snowflakes!

The scarlet eyes are as amazing as the Shura ghosts from hell!

Between the eyebrows, a sword mark flickered with a strange light.

"It's you!!!?"

A look of disbelief appeared on Duanmu Hongyan's pretty face.

"The white-haired blood pupil...is that kid who was ordered to kill him, and this guy is actually hiding in the Purple Cloud Sect?"

"You...you dare to force my disciple to death!!"

Ignoring the law enforcement disciple who was still struggling in his palm, Ye Fantian said coldly.

"puff……"

In the violent tearing of a palm, the disciple was instantly swallowed up by Ye Fantian's mysterious soul in a series of astonished eyes.

"Yan'er... I'm sorry, if possible, how much I want you not to be bullied by the sword-holding student!!"

Heizi's words reappeared in Ye Fantian's mind, and then he looked at the man holding the sword, his eyes were scarlet like a devil may cry.While the palm moved slightly, the mysterious soul that had already dissipated slowly gathered.

A trace of memory made Ye Fantian's face muscles twisted to the extreme.

"Because of my aptitude, I can only rely on my own relationship for the rest of my life. I stay here like a rascal in Ziyunzong. I spend a lot of time practicing every day, because I always believe that I can rely on my own efforts. strive for success.”

"Originally, I thought I was doomed. Originally, I had no other way to go except for my humble existence, but... I met my master!!"

"Overlord, Duanmukong, each of you is a high-ranking immortal powerhouse, but compared with my master, you are nothing... What have you given me? What have you helped me? The reason is because your interests are involved, so you have to ask the people behind me..."

That wordless roar, that presumptuous smile, and deep gratitude made Ye Fantian feel like he was there in person in the memory of this profound soul.

"Master... During this period of time, this disciple can live like a real person, a person who is qualified to stand in front of them, instead of a timid posture. This life... is worth it. In the next life, I really want to Continue to be your disciple..."

boom……

It was as if his head began to explode at this moment.

Ye Fantian's whole body trembled.

"Brahma... don't stay here..."

The phantom protector shouted loudly.

"Come here... take this ignorant disciple away!"

The law enforcement disciple flickered abruptly, and his figure began to dance crazily. A stream of Gang Qi transformed into an arm gesture, and grabbed Ye Fantian's body.

"boom……"

Suddenly, as if a muffled thunder resounded, Ye Fantian's body exploded with an incomparable aura.

With a slight movement of the palm, he pinched the disciple's arm in an instant! !

The robe flicked, and the last trace of Heizi's mysterious soul was forcibly gathered by Ye Fantian.

The momentum soared crazily, the robe flicked, and the long hair slowly began to turn white...

"Heizi... you idiot, as a teacher... are you so weak?"

Ye Fantian murmured in his mouth.

laugh……

Two streaks of scarlet burst out completely!

rumbling...

Amidst the thunder and lightning, a figure slowly became evil and clear in front of everyone! !

Snow-white long hair, as if carved from weeping snowflakes!

The scarlet eyes are as amazing as the Shura ghosts from hell!

Between the eyebrows, a sword mark flickered with a strange light.

"It's you!!!?"

A look of disbelief appeared on Duanmu Hongyan's pretty face.

"The white-haired blood pupil...is that kid who was ordered to kill him, and this guy is actually hiding in the Purple Cloud Sect?"

"You...you dare to force my disciple to death!!"

Ignoring the law enforcement disciple who was still struggling in his palm, Ye Fantian said coldly.

"puff……"

In the violent tearing of a palm, the disciple was instantly swallowed up by Ye Fantian's mysterious soul in a series of astonished eyes.

"Yan'er... I'm sorry, if possible, how much I want you not to be bullied by the sword-holding student!!"

Heizi's words reappeared in Ye Fantian's mind, and then he looked at the man holding the sword, his eyes were scarlet like a devil may cry.