Only Cheng Yuan recognized the old man. He cried out, "M-Master!"
His master was still alive!
He was saved!
Feng Xiu was surprised to see his disciple. "Ah Yuan, you're here too."
Cheng Yuan was speechless.
Why did it sound like he was just a bystander?
"Xie Huanran." Feng Xiu turned around with an indifferent expression. "The ancient martial arts world belongs to the Xie family? How arrogant of you. "
Xie Huanran got up with great difficulty and heard this.
He looked at the old man in the bamboo hat in shock. "Feng Xiu?!"
Wasn't he supposed to be dead?
How could he appear at this time?
In fact, Feng Xiu had been on tenterhooks all this time. He heaved a sigh of relief and his palms were sweaty.
The snowy mountain peak where he was sleeping was 800 kilometers away from here.
Even if he sped up, it would take him a few hours to reach his destination.
Feng Xiu was afraid that if he was late, there would be irreparable consequences.
Fortunately, no one had died yet.
Feng Xiu glanced at Xie Huanran indifferently. "You'd better not think about moving."
He raised his hand and used his inner strength to strike across the air.
"Bang!"
Xie Huanran didn't even have time to react. All the acupuncture points on his body were sealed. He was rooted to the spot.
Feng Xiu turned around and walked forward.
Lin Wuliang and Yue Qinghe felt their scalps tingle. They didn't dare to move.
The rest of the people present didn't even dare to breathe.
Feng Xiu stood in front of Fu Yunshen. He raised his hand and injected a stream of pure inner force into Fu Yunshen's body.
Fu Yunshen felt his body lighten.
This inner strength nourished the atmosphere and was helping him heal his injuries.
At the same time, the energy he released earlier disappeared.
Fu Yunshen moved his fingers and pressed his head, suppressing the broken images in his mind. "Yaoyao!"
Feng Xiu squatted in front of Fui Tsuki and started to heal Ying Zijin.
Looking at the girl's pale face, his facial muscles twitched slightly. For the first time, a sinister look appeared in his eyes.
Xie Huanran!
How could he be so vicious?
Feng Xiu could naturally see that Ying Zijin's bone age was not even 20 years old, but her ancient martial arts cultivation had already reached a terrifying 150 years.
A 400-year-old old man bullying a little girl.
How wonderful!
Seeing that Ying Zijin's breathing had calmed down, Feng Xiu stood up again and walked towards Xie Huanran.
There was an undisguised killing intent in his eyes.
For the first time, Xie Huanran felt extreme danger. Just as he was about to open his mouth, his face was slapped.
This slap caused him to spit out pieces of his liver.
Xie Huanran was shocked.
Why was he so much weaker than Feng Xiu even though they were both at the pinnacle of ancient martial arts?!
Feng Xiu said calmly, "Number one in the ancient martial arts world?"
"Pa!"
Another slap landed on his face.
"Unify the ancient martial arts world?"
"Pa!"
The third slap.
"Massacre the entire ancient martial arts world?"
"You think you're worthy?"
"Pa pa pa —"
The sound of slapping continued.
Feng Xiu did not use any other ancient martial arts moves. It was just a simple slap like this.
Xie Huanran only felt unprecedented humiliation. He was furious. "Feng Xiu, if you have the ability, kill me fair and square. What is this?!"
He was a pinnacle ancient martial arts practitioner. How could he be humiliated like this?!
Feng Xiu snorted. He held the fishing rod and threw Xie Huanran into the air.
Then, everyone watched as Feng Xiu used the fishing rod to whip Xie Huanran over and over again.
Xie Huanran screamed with every whip. The wounds on his body were so deep that his bones could be seen.
Within a few minutes, his entire body was covered in wounds.
His skin was torn and his flesh was bleeding.
Lin Wuliang and Yue Qinghe looked at each other and took a deep breath.
They were both 300 years old and knew that they had reached the end of their lifespans and did not have much time left.
Unless they could break through to the pinnacle of ancient martial arts, their lifespans would be extended to 500 years old.
But now they knew that the gap between pinnacle ancient martial arts practitioners was huge.
Even if Xie Huanran had become a pinnacle ancient martial arts practitioner, killing them was like killing ants.
In front of Feng Xiu, he still had no power to fight back.
Feng Xiu relied on this fishing rod to whip Xie Huanran until he fainted.
Swoosh —
He threw Xie Huanran to Cheng Yuan and said coldly, "Lock him in the water dungeon first. Watch him."
Cheng Yuan hurriedly took it. "Yes, Master."
Feng Xiu turned his head and his gaze landed on Lin Wuliang and Yue Qinghe. He said calmly, "The two of you are still alive."
Lin Wuliang and Yue Qinghe's legs turned to jelly. They almost knelt down. Their voices trembled. "Senior Feng Xiu, we, we …"
"It has nothing to do with you. I can understand." Feng Xiu did not say anything. "Anyway, the two of you only have five more years at most. Go."
Lin Wuliang and Yue Qinghe ran away in a hurry.
The Lin and Yue family members looked at each other in shock.
If Lin Wuliang and Yue Qinghe died, the Lin and Yue families would be greatly weakened.
The ancient martial arts world would definitely change.
"What are you still doing here?" Feng Xiu put his hands behind his back and glanced at them. "Are you waiting for me to send you away?"
Other than Fui Tsuki, no one dared to stay any longer. They all ran away as fast as they could.
Fu Yunshen took Ying Zijin from Fui Tsuki's hands and carried her in his arms.
The shattered images that had been suppressed earlier began to flash crazily again at this moment.
There were broken limbs and blood in the images.
There were broken walls and tiles, as well as shattered weapons.
His hands trembled imperceptibly, and his voice was low. "Yaoyao …"
Fu Yunshen closed his eyes and hugged the girl even tighter. They went to the General Administration of Justice.
**
On the other side.
Imperial Capital.
Shao Yun and First Elder were still waiting outside.
Along the way, Shao Yun had called the Scepter Knight commander many times, but the commander had yet to arrive.
This made Shao Yun extremely anxious. His heart felt as if it was being roasted on fire.
Just when he couldn't wait any longer, a loud "boom" sounded in his ears.
The door to the ancient martial arts world had been opened from the inside.
Shao Yun raised his head abruptly.
First Elder's expression perked up, and he was in disbelief. "Yunshen and the others succeeded!"
The door opened from the inside, which meant that Xie Huanran was no longer in any danger.
First Elder was also clear about the initial plan.
Ying Zijin and Fu Yunshen planned to lure Xie Huanran to a deserted place and detonate the miniature nuclear bomb beside him.
Therefore, someone would definitely be sacrificed.
However, after waiting for so long, he didn't hear the explosion of the nuclear bomb.
First Elder hurriedly took out his phone and saw the message Fu Yunshen sent him.
[First Elder, the others can come back now.]
First Elder let out a long sigh of relief and fell to the ground. He cried and laughed at the same time. "It's good that he's alive. It's good that he's alive!"
Shao Yun snatched First Elder's phone. After reading the message, his heart also fell.
It was also at this moment that a hurried whistle sounded.
An air motorcycle sped over from afar and stopped in front of Shao Yun.
On the air motorcycle was a young man with blonde hair and blue eyes. He was wearing silver armor.
The commander of the Scepter Knight Regiment!
"Elder." The young man got off the motorcycle and took off his helmet. "Is it here?"
"Yes, but the matter has been resolved." Shao Yun frowned. "You're too late."
"I'm sorry, elder. This place is too far from the exit of the city. I've already rushed over as fast as I can." The young man was very apologetic. "Since the person you need me to protect is fine, I'll return this token to you."
He handed the short sword that the guard captain had given him at the exit of the city to Shao Yun.
Shao Yun pursed his lips and held the short sword in his hand.
Since he didn't use this short sword, it would be better to give it to Little Seven later.
Fu Yunshen went to the World City without any power. This short sword could at least allow him to command the Scepter Knight Regiment once.
The young man nodded slightly. "If elder has nothing else, I'll return to the city now."
The gates of the World City were controlled by the Sage Courtyard. The four Knight Regiment commanders could come and go as they pleased. They could return to the city at any time, unlike them who had to wait.
Shao Yun raised his head. "Now?"
"Ah, yes." The young man smiled and said. "Originally, our Scepter Knight Regiment had always been under the orders of the Pope. But because Lord War Chariot has just returned, there are more things to do."
"The Knight Regiment is understaffed. It's a bit too busy, so I have to hurry back. Lord War Chariot's temper isn't good. As his subordinates, we have to serve him well."
Shao Yun was very surprised. "Sage War Chariot? Back? "
Eighth of the 22 Sages, Sage War Chariot, The Christ.
The young man casually said, "En, I heard from the Pope that Lord War Chariot came back from here. I'm not sure about the specifics."
"I'll return first. See you elder."
He nodded at Yu Shaoyun and put on his helmet again. Then, he jumped onto his motorcycle and sped away.
This air motorcycle was as fast as an airplane. It was very cool.
In the blink of an eye, he disappeared.
Shao Yun was in deep thought.
Sage War Chariot, why did he come back from here?
Logically speaking, the 22 Sages had always been guarding the World City and had never left.
The elder squinted and looked in the direction that the young man left.
He stroked his beard and suddenly said, "Well, where can I buy that thing he's sitting on?"
Shao Yun: "…"
**
Ancient martial arts world.
In these seven days, Xie Huanran had been locked in the dark water prison of the Judicial Hall and had been tortured.
His cultivation had been sealed by the wind elementalist. He was only left with inner strength to support him and not let him die.
Xie Huanran knew that without the wind elementalist's permission, he couldn't even commit suicide.
After some time, there was a glimmer of light in the water prison.
Xie Huanran suddenly looked up. When he saw the old man, the hope in his eyes was crushed bit by bit.
He hissed, "Wind elementalist!"
The wind elementalist was still holding the fishing rod. With a wave, he picked Xie Huanran up.
He even thoughtfully changed his clothes for him.
Although soon, the flowing blood completely dyed the clothes red.
"Wind elementalist, what are you doing!" Xie Huanran only felt an unprecedented fear. He shouted hysterically, "What are you doing!"
The wind elementalist used the fishing rod to pick Xie Huanran up again and said indifferently, "I'm afraid you'll dirty my master's eyes."
Before Xie Huanran could react, he saw a blur in front of him.
In ten seconds, the wind elementalist had already brought Xie Huanran to the door of Ying Zijin's house.
He took a deep breath. His fingers were trembling. He went forward and knocked on the door first.
The girl's cold voice was a little hoarse because she had just woken up. "I'm here."
The wind elementalist pushed the door open and walked in.
The girl was leaning on the bed, looking at the sunlight and flowers outside the window.
"Wind elementalist! Kill me if you can! "Xie Huanran was still shouting." Why are you torturing me like this? Huh?! "
"Why? This b * tch killed my descendant, so I'll kill her. A life for a life, it's only right and proper. Who are you to stop me?!"
What Xie Huanran couldn't stand the most was that after so many years of hard work and creating his own cultivation method, he finally became a peak ancient martial artist.
But when the wind elementalist came out, he was still defeated.
In the eyes of the wind elementalist, Xie Huanran was like a child who suddenly gained power. It was just a joke.
The wind elementalist lifted his leg and kicked Xie Huanran to the side of Ying Zijin's bed.
Then, under the pressure of thunder, Xie Huanran was forced to kneel in front of the girl.
"Crack, crack."
A cracking sound was heard. Xie Huanran's back bones were broken again. His internal organs also felt like they were being crushed.
The intense pain caused his vision to darken, and he felt dizzy.
"Ah — —!!!" Xie Huanran let out a heart-wrenching scream. "Feng Xiu, you killed me. Who are you to make me kneel in front of her? Who the hell is she?! "
If it wasn't for the wind elementalist's sudden appearance, he would have killed Ying Zijin and Fu Yunshen!
The wind elementalist lifted his clothes. Under Xie Huanran's gradually frozen gaze, he also slowly knelt in front of the girl. "Disciple Feng Xiu brings the sinner of the ancient martial arts world, Xie Huanran, to greet the honored master."
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