Everyone thought that Fu Fengxue challenged Yun Feiyang to suppress Yun Jianlou's arrogance, and let people know that Fengxuelou also produced a master.

But Ye Xiu clearly understood that all Fu Fengxue did was just because Yun Feiyang was going to the Ye family to deal with his junior brother.

Ye Xiu even understood that Fu Fengxue had already entered the Nine Realms of Innate Realms. With his talent, if he wanted to enter the realm of a master, he would have done it long ago. He had been suppressing his own realm just to polish his body and become the strongest master. But this time, in order to prevent Yun Feiyang from dealing with him, he broke through the realm ahead of time.

Ye Xiu knew how much the price he paid.

"Second Brother, I feel guilty when you are so kind to me!" After sighing softly, Ye Xiu silently closed his eyes and used the mysterious mental method.

His cultivation level has remained at the peak of the seventh realm.

However, the battle with Dugu Zhan made him realize that even if he only had the seventh level of cultivation, he still had the ability to defeat the nineth level master.

But this is not enough, Dugu Zhan is dead!

Yun Feiyang, who has a deep hatred with him, is still alive. Although the Dugu family was fucked by the military, all the masters died and the pass was dead. However, there was also a Dugu sword missing.

That was the person who could only escape in a panic by relying on his joint efforts with Shadow. His cultivation was not inferior to Dugu Zhan at all, but his body was much stronger than Dugu Zhan. Ye Xiu even felt that when Dugu Jian appeared again, he must be a master at the level of a master.

At that time, will you still rely on the help of the second senior brother?

The second senior brother has helped him too much and helped him overcome several difficulties. He doesn't want the second senior brother to suffer too severe damage for himself. He wants to become stronger and become strong enough.

Strong enough to protect everyone around you.

Just when Ye Xiu was working hard to recover his cultivation and wanted to reach the eighth level, he was far away in a mountain village at the junction of Western Shu Province and Nanyun Province that was not known to outsiders.

Wearing a big red robe and pretty, Fu Fengxue was sitting on the wooden building in the classical courtyard where he lived with his legs crossed.

This wooden building is the highest point of this small valley. Sitting here, you can enjoy the beautiful scenery of this small valley like a peach blossom.

But Fu Fengxue obviously had no intention of enjoying the beautiful scenery, but stretched out her white hands, pulled open her red robe, and looked at the sword mark on her chest that was visible to the bone.

The sword scars were left by Yun Feiyang.

It took several days before he could force the sword energy from the wound out of his body, but a lot of flesh and blood had completely died.

The beautiful face and white skin left this terrifying wound, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of Fu Fengxue's mouth.

This time I was losing a lot of money when I went out of seclusion early. It would be fine if I had no hope of pursuing the perfect master realm. Now even my body has left this scar. If this cannot be cured, how can those beautiful little ladies envy you in the future?

Shaking and sighing, Fu Fengxue took out an exquisite machete and cut off the necrotic flesh from the wound bit by bit.

He cut so seriously and cautiously, and each knife was not too much or too little. He just cut off the bad meat without hurting the half-distracting flesh. The hand holding the knife did not tremble at all.

If a surgeon is here, he will definitely be shocked.

Such a steady hand is definitely a miracle in surgical operations.

No matter how good a surgeon is, he will inevitably make some minor mistakes when undergoing surgery, but he has not had any at all, and he has cut his body.
Chapter completed!