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Chapter 237
I will head to Beijing in three days! Urban Romance – JIEQI
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Chapter 237
I will head to Beijing in three days!
Han Qinhu and the others shook their heads.
On the other hand, Yang Junlin's expression was a little unnatural. "Supreme Ye, you can understand it as a hidden sect. Ancient martial arts naturally refers to ancient martial arts. It is the wisdom and crystallization of the ancestors. However, with the development of the times, many inheritances have been broken. Today, ancient martial arts are almost extinct."
"And there are some forces or sects that have been passed down for hundreds or even thousands of years. They possess many martial arts that have been lost, but these people cherish their own treasures and are unwilling to take them out. Some even isolate themselves from the world and do not eat the food of the world."
There was a hint of anger in Yang Junlin's expression as he spoke to this point, "These people think that they control extraordinary power and look down on us mortals. They think that we're ants, so they won't come into contact with us. They even call their place Shang Santian!"
Ye Chen came to a realization, but he did not really care. No matter how powerful Martial Dao was, it could not compare to cultivation. Bai Zhanyuan was an example.
Seeing that Ye Futian was not bothered, Yang Junlin said seriously, "The people of Shang Santian have been practicing martial arts since they were young, and they have been nurtured with resources. Coupled with the high level of martial arts cultivation, you must not underestimate Supreme Ye."
Ye Chen nodded.
Yan Nanfei, on the other hand, asked in confusion, "Junlin, we don't even know about this. How do you know?"
"Drink your wine."
Yang Junlin shook his head slightly, unwilling to reveal anything.
Upon seeing that, the rest did not ask further. Ye Chen, on the other hand, took a good look at Yang Junlin. He secretly guessed that Yang Junlin was most likely from Shang Santian.
…
All the top ten powerhouses on the Heaven Leaderboard in China were defeated by a young man. Even Yang Junlin, who was ranked second on the Heaven Leaderboard, was defeated!
The news swept across the entire Chinese Martial Arts Community like a tsunami. It spread to the Chinese community, overseas, and even the entire Southeast Asia at a terrifying speed.
Everyone was shocked by this news.
They knew how powerful Yan Nanfei and the rest were. It was fine that the four powerhouses were defeated, but they did not expect the No.2 on the Heaven Leaderboard, Yang Junlin, the former No.1 on the Heaven Leaderboard, the God of War of China, to be defeated as well.
Before they could react, an even more explosive piece of news came.
It turned out that the young man who had defeated all the powerhouses on the Heaven Leaderboard was looking for the No. 1 on the Heaven Leaderboard, Mad Southern Ye. After Mad Southern Ye appeared, he killed him. It was said that the battle was earth-shattering.
That night, countless people were shocked, and they once again deeply remembered a name.
Mad Southern Ye!
Number one on the Heaven Leaderboard, number one in China!
Some Chinese martial artists even excitedly shouted, "The Mad Southern is not old, the six nations must kneel!"
Even the people of South Korea and North Korea, who were allies of Hua Nation, were shocked. A North Korean martial artist even entered the Hua Nation Martial Arts World Forum and made a post.
"Shocking! The No. 1 on the Heaven Leaderboard, Mad Southern Ye, is suspected to be a descendant of North Korea's royal family, so Mad Southern Ye should be a North Korean!"
As soon as this post was posted, the Chinese Martial Arts World forum immediately exploded. It was instantly flooded by countless Chinese Ancient Martial Artists, and all kinds of crazy comments.
"Mad Southern Ye is a North Korean?
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？ Can't you be more shameless? "
"Get lost now. When Mad Southern Ye comes to North Korea with his sword and kills everyone, you'll know which country your Mad Southern Ye is from!"
"These Koreans are just a bunch of flies. They fly to wherever it smells good. Du Pu Cottage belongs to North Korea, and the river snail rice belongs to North Korea. Everything belongs to North Korea. How shameless!"
"Oppa, I have a green hat here. It should be North Korea's …"
"…"
Countless organizations held an emergency meeting at the highest level overnight. There was only one topic, which was to never go against Mad Southern Ye no matter what, regardless of whether they had grudges against each other before this.
…
At the Martial Alliance headquarters.
The Martial Alliance elder, Feng Kuohai, stood outside the stone door with his body bowed. He dared not breathe loudly, but he was secretly horrified!
Bai Zhanyuan had been killed!
That was a half-step martial venerable!
He shuddered as he thought to this point. He was afraid that Ye Chen would come at any time. How were they going to stop him by then?
A sigh came from behind the stone door. "Where's the Unparalleled Sword now?"
"He's in Luoyang now."
Feng Kuohai paused and stammered, "There's a family in Luoyang that specializes in forging swords for the army in ancient times. Their ancestor is known as the Heavenly Craftsman. When the Unparalleled Sword found out about it, he snatched the family treasure by force."
There was a few seconds of silence behind the stone door. "What happened then?"
He had heard about that weapon-refinement family before. Their surname was Ning, and their ancestors had been forging swords for generations. Rumor had it that they had gathered meteorites and 1,000-year-old thunder peach wood to forge a Great Thunder Sword!
On the day the sword was forged, the person who forged the sword threw himself into the furnace and sacrificed his flesh to the sword.
Naturally, that was just a rumor. He was more concerned about whether the Ning family would fight back when the Unparalleled Sword snatched the sword.
Feng Kuohai said with an unnatural expression, "He snatched the sword, but the Ning family didn't do anything. Instead, they wanted to make him their son-in-law. They even said that the sword was their dowry …"
There was silence behind the stone door at that moment.
A weak voice came a while later, "There's only a few days left until the three-month promise between the Unparalleled Sword and Unquestionable Sword. Spread the news that Unquestionable Sword was killed by Mad Southern Ye."
"Yes!"
Feng Kuohai clasped his fists in all seriousness and turned around to walk out. Coldness filled his eyes.
'Mad Southern Ye, I'll let you enjoy the limelight for a little longer. I've found you a great opponent. The Unparalleled Sword had defeated four masters consecutively before he snatched the sword. Now that he had obtained the Ning family's family treasure, he would definitely be like a tiger that had grown wings.
…
On the rooftop of a vintage mansion in Luoyang late at night, a young man in white sat with his legs crossed.
He was only 17 or 18 years old. He had sharp brows, bright eyes, red lips, and white teeth. However, there was a cold expression on his face. He gave off an unapproachable vibe.
There was a sword wrapped in a black cloth on his back. Only the handle of the sword was exposed. There was lightning surging faintly on the sword, and there would be the sound of electricity exploding from time to time.
The young man lifted his head to look at the moon. His deep eyes were like stars. "Master, where exactly are you?"
"Brother Wushuang, Brother Wushuang!"
At this time, a lark-like voice came from the other side of the roof. Following that, a girl dressed in black walked over from the other side of the roof.
The woman was about eighteen years old. Her facial features were exquisite, and her figure was curvaceous. She was a living beauty. Her big eyes were constantly blinking, full of intelligence.
Hearing this.
The white-robed youth's expression froze and a trace of helplessness flashed through his wooden eyes. He simply closed his eyes and pretended not to see anything.
The young lady walked over while panting. She pouted and said in dissatisfaction, "Brother Wushuang, I've been calling you for a long time. Why are you ignoring me?"
The white-robed youth turned a deaf ear.
The girl stomped her feet and said in a bad mood, "My dad wants you to go down. He said he has something important to tell you."
The white-clothed youth suddenly opened his eyes.
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With a flash, he stepped on the void and landed on the ground. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the young girl's sight.
"Sigh, wait for me!"
The young girl was so mad that she stomped her feet. "What a blockhead. I'm already pursuing him, but he's ignoring me. I, Ning Ruolan, have good looks and a good figure. How am I lacking?"
At this point, she subconsciously paused on her towering breasts.
…
Inside the Ning family's villa.
The white-clothed youth looked at Ning Zhiyuan, the current master of the Ning family, and said expressionlessly, "What's the matter?"
Ning Zhiyuan, who was in his forties, looked at the young man before him with a complicated expression on his face. He said, "You don't have to go to Beijing!"
He would never forget that the young man before him came to ask for a sword yesterday. It was the Great Thunder Sword that had been passed down in the Ning family for generations!
The Ning family was considered a wealthy family in Luoyang. They had never been humiliated like this. Therefore, Ning Zhiyuan attacked first, but he was defeated by the young man before him in one move.
Left with no choice, he could only bring the young man before him to the Ning family's old residence where the Great Thunder Sword was kept. The old residence was similar to the Hidden Sword Pavilion. For hundreds of years, to prevent outsiders from trespassing, there were many traps and formations that the Ning family created. To prevent outsiders from entering, there were many traps and formations that the Ning family created.
When the formation was fully activated, it was enough to kill a Martial Dao master.
However, the young man standing before him at that moment had broken through the Ning family's battle formation, the 24 Earthly Punishments!
Apart from obtaining the Great Thunder Sword, he even triggered a phenomenon that caused the thousands of ancient swords that had been stored in the Hidden Sword Pavilion for hundreds of years to shake at the same time.
It was the Ten Thousand Swords Greeting!
"Why?" The young man in white asked.
Ning Zhiyuan shook his head lightly. "I've just received news that the Sword God, Unquestionable Jian, is dead. Naturally, the three-month agreement between you and him is off."
"Who killed him?" The young man remained calm.
Ning Zhiyuan wanted to shake his head by instinct. However, he eventually shook his head after seeing the young man's determined gaze. "Unquestionable Jian was killed by the No. 1 on the Heaven Leaderboard, Mad Southern Ye. I heard he was killed by Mad Southern Ye with his sword …"
Before he was done speaking, he sensed a soaring sword intent exploding from the young man before him. "Then, I'll challenge Mad Southern Ye!"
"I knew it!"
Ning Zhiyuan sighed and said, "Mad Southern Ye is No. 1 on the Heaven Leaderboard, No. 1 in China. He just killed a half-step martial venerable. You're not his match. Don't go!"
Although they had only spent less than a day together, he admired the young man before him. He even wanted to marry his only daughter, Ning Ruolan, to him. However …
"I'll head to Beijing in three days!"
The young man had already left after saying that.
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