The disciples did not dare to deceive their bodies, but Ning Xiong Zhongxin, who was injured internally, was praised. He forced Zheng Boru to block his right leg, grabbed Ning Anzhu's right leg, and dragged it hard. As a result, he moved the other party in a slightest, and his true energy was leaking out as if he was electrocuted. His right hand was tightly connected to Ning Anzhu's leg, and his whole body fell to the ground, shaking like a spasm...

"It's the Demon Sect's [Xuanyin Demon-sucking Art]——"

Some self-informed disciples shouted in shock.

[Xuanyin Demon-sucking Art]!!?

As soon as the name appears, it immediately caused chaos.

The disciples of Ningtai Martial Arts Hall were frightened and retreated in a hurry, as if Ye Qingxuan in front of him was a beast of prehistoric times. Even Xie Zi'an and others were numb in their scalp. I wonder what kind of martial arts this little book boy has practiced.

I am really unlucky. I don’t know anything, so I just say something... [Xuanyin Demon Sucking Art] How can I be so magical about me [Bei Ming Divine Art]? That technique absorbs ten successful powers of people, and I only get 30% of them. At the same time, the person who casts the spell, his meridians were withered all over his body and could no longer cultivate internal strength. It is really one of the vicious techniques in the world.

[Bei Ming Divine Art] is a Taoist technique after all, it is beneficial to oneself but not hurt others. At most, the other party is somewhat exhausted, and there is no permanent damage to the meridians and body. After a period of rest, you can recover as before. It is actually a difference between the superior and inferior, and the difference between good and evil.

Ye Qingxuanrong could not slander others like this, and if such a thing spreads, it would not only ruin his reputation, but it would also cause attacks from righteous people.

Ye Qingxuan sucked the two of them completely. With a wave of his hand, they collapsed aside and looked at Ye Qingxuan in horror, but he couldn't move. Obviously, the other party also thought he had been hit by the Demon Sect's [Xuanyin Demon Sucking Art].

"Hahaha..." Ye Qingxuan laughed heartily and said, "The two surnames Ning, you have been hit by my 'Ten Xiang Soft Jin San', and the true energy in your body has been eroded. This time, I am just a lesson for you. As long as you go back, just calm down and re-practice your internal strength, your skills will be restored... But if you provoke me again next time, hum - let your skills be completely lost and you will never be able to recover..."

Ning Anzhu and Ning Xiong were shocked and carefully investigated and found that their meridians were indeed not damaged. The body was just exhausted and their real energy had not declined. As long as they went back to temper their internal strength, they could gain the lost internal strength in a few days. A stone in their hearts could not help but fall to the ground.

This kid is indeed not using the [Xuanyin Demon-sucking Art], and the lack of damage to the meridians in his body is proof.

"Thank you for your mercy," Ning Anzhu said with difficulty: "We are not in a state of meridians. This is indeed not the [Xuanyin Demon-sucking Art] of the Demon Sect..."

When Ning Anzhu said this, and Ning Xiong nodded, everyone finally realized that they had almost misunderstood Ye Qingxuan and turned fear into awe, because the so-called "Ten Xiang Soft Jin San" sounded mysterious.

Ye Qingxuan sighed inwardly and thought to himself: It seems that he will have to refine a few more copies of "Ten Fragrance Soft Stems Dispersed" when he has the chance to go back.

Everyone looked at Ye Qingxuan in the field with a dull look on his face. He bent down and inhaled, shouting loudly: "Who else?"

The lobby suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at Ye Qingxuan with horror.

Ye Qingxuan stood up suddenly. Although he was gray-clothed and earth-clothed, he still couldn't hide his outstanding charm. His expression and demeanor were no less than Wei Wujian, one of the "Thirty-Six Heavenly Defeats" that day. He beat Xiangmu Hecha, and had a demeanor that despised the world.

Ye Qingxuan walked in front like a tall and arrogant big white goose, tilting his head up and raising his chest.

Xie Zi'an, Lin Dingyi and six others poked from a distance behind, whispering and muttering...

"What is the origin of this little book boy in your family?"

"I don't know much. I just entered our house five days ago, the fellow villager of our old housekeeper..."

"Then why is martial arts so high..."

"Shh--" Xie Zi'an said mysteriously: "Tell you, this kid has an adventure in his hometown... and has guidance from experts--"

"Wow..." Everyone suddenly realized.

Xie Zi'an hurriedly waved his hand, and the six people gathered together again, and said in a confusion: "We all know the kung fu..., do you know the kung fu? [Yunmeng Three Correct Heart Methods], the high-end goods of Yunmeng Academy, the orange-level internal skills... They don't even clamp their eyelids, so they don't like it..."

"Wow..." Everyone sighed.

"I have to guess that this kid's mental method is at least this..." Xie Zian stretched out his index finger with his right hand, his fingertips upwards, and his thumb pressed on the second joint, which aroused another amazement: "Purple-level mid-grade, my god--"

"Shh--" Xie Zian shook his eyes again, "Don't be surprised, this is what I guess. Didn't you see me following him like a dog? Tell you, that kid has too much martial arts, do you still remember the sword technique of killing that barbarian guy? I think it's at least this..." This time he stretched out his middle finger.

"Well, I guess this is the same." Lin Dingyi also extended his middle finger to everyone.

"It's broken, I fainted that time, I didn't see it..." Liu Wenjing complained.

So, everyone stretched out their middle finger to Liu Wenjing...

Wang Yuanzi sighed depressedly: "This person's fate is really strange. The highest martial arts in our family is also the orange-level martial arts. My grandfather hugged him like a wealthy slave and refused to pass on the outside. He said that only the head of the family can practice... It's too TMD to make people feel depressed..."

Wang Yuanzi is a direct descendant of the Wang family in Jingbei. The family's "Twelve Styles of the Green Blood Golden Sword" is powerful in the martial arts world in Jingzhou, but the most powerful three-stroke sword technique is indeed regarded as a treasure by the head of the Wang family. Apart from the head of the family, it is not out of the outside world. Now there are only the current head of the family, the prince Jin and his eldest son Wang Dingchu to meet these three sword techniques.

"So what if you are willing to pass it on? It's not the turn of the children and my family to pass it on to you and me." Duan Ningzhi complained.

"All of you and I are like this..." Zheng Boru sighed.

"Everyone is a playboy. Even as a relative, it is difficult to learn the most powerful martial arts in the family..." Xie Zi'an was there, which caused everyone to lament. Seeing that the fire was almost done, he said with a smile: "Actually, everyone always keeps their minds at home. In fact, you and I know that the internal struggles in this clan are probably more dangerous than in this world, because as long as you fail once, there will be no chance..."

"Then what do you do?" Lin Dingyi asked strangely.

"Stupid..." Xie Zian shook his head in disgust, and then pointed at Ye Qingxuan who was walking in front of him with his chin. "That guy is not very familiar with the world and has no friends, but he is carrying a big treasure. You and I will make friends with him, and I will guarantee that there will be endless benefits..."

Everyone was shocked suddenly and looked up at Ye Qingxuan in front of him...

yes……

This kid is pretty good, and he is merciless in order to stand up for his brothers. If it weren't for him in this situation today, how could he have made the old boy Ning Anzhu bow his head, not only apologize, but also signed and deposited to pay 100,000 taels of silver as medicine. As for the car of precious medicinal materials he took away before, he didn't even dare to ask. What a glory and relief...

"Do you have any plans?" Lin Dingyi's eyes were full of energy, and finally felt that this unreliable Xie Er had come up with some serious things.

"Come here, come here..." Mr. Xie took his little hand and once again brought a few playboys to his body. He said with a serious expression: "I'll tell you, it's just your brothers who said it..."

"Tell me quickly, you..."

"I said... don't say it out..."

"Are you finished TMD..."

"Okay, okay, I'll say..." Xie Zi'an, who was talking nonsense, was almost strangled to death by the anxious people, and said hurriedly: "If you want me to say it, it's the same..."

"What?"

"Work - Master - Learn - Art -"

"**Your uncle..."

Lin Dingyi and the other two went up and hugged Xie Zi'an, held down his hands and feet, and kicked him down on his butt.

Unexpectedly, after a long time of hard work, Xie Zi'an gave this idea. You can think of this TMD...

"Then what trick do you have?" Xie Zian asked while rubbing his butt.

"Swedish--"

"Fuck you, you became his elder brother and took advantage of others. Not only did they hold you, they also taught you martial arts and helped you fight... I think so beautifully, are they stupid?"

"Marry his sister to him...become his brother-in-law..."

"If you don't count in the clan, just say your biological son, how many good sisters do you have?"

"It's just that girl...oh? Don't you know?"

"Oh-huh, you said that your arm is thicker than you, who has a beard? You are even more man than you. You want to be a thug and a wife?"

"Blast him to death with the silver..." Duan Ningzhi said viciously.

The five playboys turned their heads together, stretched out their hands, pointed down, and collectively "despised you--"

"Will someone else's big masters miss money? Are you going to make a big fuck in your head?"

"That's right, with just this skill, I'll get a one-to-one-hundred-800,000 taels, not like playing..."

"Then how could he be a scholar in the Xie family?" Duan Ningzhi was extremely dissatisfied and asked harshly.

Xie Zian looked like a child who was unspeakable, patted Duan Ningzhi's shoulder, and held Ye Qingxuan's butt in the distance with his other hand, exclaiming: "Brother, that's a master. Does the master understand? Those behaviors are unpredictable and unpredictable. Only when everything is settled will you realize that - **, it turns out that this is the case - can't you? "

“Understand, understand…”

"What should we do?"

...

Everyone was silent.

"It's really hard, I'll ask..." Xie Zi'an came out from the crowd and went to his death with a sigh.

Everyone stopped him, Xie Zi'an rushed out and shouted loudly to Ye Qingxuan in front: "Xiaosheng, are your martial arts legends not there?"

Oh my God, it's over-

The playboys covered their faces and couldn't bear to see them.

So many people are thinking about other people's martial arts, which is like calculating their property behind their backs. They are all light when they are disgusted by others. If they are not done well, they will be hostile and guarded. Is Xie Zi'an a dumb guy not stupid?

"What? Do you want to learn my martial arts?" Ye Qingxuan turned around and asked with a smile.

"I have this idea..."

"Oh——" Ye Qingxuan thought silently, and the playboys suddenly felt tightened. After a few breaths, it seemed as long as a century. Ye Qingxuan finally smiled and said, "I don't know what I lack. You can buy martial arts below the Yellow level and below. Martial arts above the Yellow level, I'll think about it again..."

I'll go--

This martial arts can really be bought with money...
Chapter completed!