3312: C3312 Hand-to-hand

C3312 Hand-to-hand

There was a moment of silence in the Law Palace.

Qin Xiu Bai suddenly stood up and said sternly: "You are the descendant of the Heart Sword?"

Yang Bo obviously could not admit this point. He shook his head and said, "It can't be considered as a descendant of the Heart Sword, it's just that I accidentally acquired the Heart Sword!"

Qin Xiu Bai glared at Yang Bo, "Do you know, no matter who it is, as long as they come into contact with the word 'Heart Sword,' they would only have one word, 'dead'!?"

"No matter how you obtained the Heart Sword, you have confirmed the fact that it was the successor. Do you think you can continue living?"

Yang Bo looked at Qin Xiu Bai and shook his head. "Hall Master Qin, I am not clear about the origin of the Heart Sword.

"However, after I obtained the Heart Sword, I have never done any evil deeds and instead, did many good deeds. Is it really appropriate for you to do this kind of thing?"

"Furthermore, I was lucky enough to get Sect Master to say that he was willing to give me the chance. Otherwise, with your attitude, I would have died a graveless death!"

Qin Xiu let out a cold snort. "Seeing your complacent look, I have already told you directly that I will definitely not let the Heart Sword's descendant off!"

"If you stay in the Heavenly Court, then be careful. Don't get caught by me, or I won't let you off lightly!"

Yang Bo frowned. He really couldn't understand why such a small fry like himself would be valued so highly by the other party. Could it be that it was only because the other party had a grudge with Liang Daicheng?

However, even if there was a grudge, and he had already exposed his identity as the illegitimate child of the Yan Clan's clan head, the other party still had such an attitude. This was truly puzzling!

Yang Bo still wasn't clear about the cultivation base of the Yan Clan's clan head, but he guessed that the cultivation base of the Yan Clan's clan head might even be higher than that of the Heavenly Fate Realm. Even if the Heavenly Court wasn't afraid of such a cultivation level, they would still have to carefully consider the consequences!

Yang Bo was actually afraid that the news about Yan Ruyu would spread and affect him pretending to be the illegitimate child!

Seeing that Yang Bo did not say anything, Qin Xiu Bai's tone became a bit more gentle. He said: "Go back and pack up. Bring all your men to the Righteous peak!"

Yang Bo was stunned. He raised his head and looked at his opponent with astonishment.

What did that mean?

Letting him bring people to live at the Righteous Faction means that they wanted to put him under house arrest?

Yang Bo frowned. He looked towards his opponent with an ugly expression, "Hall Master Qin, according to Sect Master, I was only forbidden from leaving the Heavenly Court. I wasn't told to stay under house arrest at the Righteous peak!"

"Since when did the Law Enforcement Hall have to violate Sect Master's orders?"

Qin Xiu Bai's expression immediately became serious. He stared at Yang Bo and slowly walked over. With every step he took, there was a huge invisible pressure!

As Qin Xiu Bai got closer and closer, the pressure became stronger and stronger. The pressure brought about by the invisible power of the Spiritual Sense instantly destroyed Yang Bo's Spiritual Sense!

Yang Bo's face was pale and his entire body froze. He stared at the other party and stared blankly. It wasn't because he didn't want to move, but because he couldn't!

Fortunately, the moment the Spiritual Sense was destroyed, the light in Yang Bo's eyes gushed out and stabilized the Spiritual Sense!

Along with the flowing light, Yang Bo instantly recovered. He stared at his opponent and quickly retreated dozens of steps, almost retreating out of the hall!

Yang Bo panted heavily. He felt dizzy and his body was on the verge of collapse, almost falling to the ground!

"What are you doing!"

Yang Bo shouted.

Yang Bo could almost feel that in that instant, if it wasn't for the light in his eyes, his Spiritual Sense would have collapsed and he would have become an idiot!

He never thought that his opponent would be so ruthless, actually wanting to hurt his Spiritual Sense!

To turn him into an idiot and complete Sect Master's orders without harming his life, what difference was there between this and killing him?2

He failed to bring the Senior Sheep to the Upper Realm, and in the blink of an eye, he had encountered such a predicament. He was simply too careless, even though his cultivation was not low, but facing against Heavenly Fate Realm cultivators that surpassed him, he did not have the ability to resist!

Qin Xiubai sneered, "What do you think I'm going to do?"

"You have moved to the Righteous peak, so everything is negotiable. If you insist on not realizing your mistake, then don't blame me for keeping you here!"

Yang Bo's face was ugly, the Spiritual Sense injury from just now could not be healed, and the other party's ruthlessness had made him even more terrified, he could only shout: "Qin Xiu Bai, are you disobeying Sect Master's orders?"

"Sect Master has already said that we can put this matter on hold for now. Why did you still want me dead? Aren't you afraid that the Yan family will start a war with the Heavenly Court?"

Qin Xiu Bai chuckled. "You only know how to talk big, so what if the Yan family comes?"

"Could it be that the Heavenly Court is afraid of the Yan family?" Killing you alone would be as easy as crushing an ant. Even if the Yan Clan came, you would only be a corpse! "

Yang Bo had been thinking of a way to deal with this. He recalled all of his methods, hoping to find the most suitable one!

Yang Bo even guessed that the other party probably wanted him to use Heart Sword and kill him in one go!

However, no matter what tricks Yang Bo had up his sleeve, even if he used the Dragon Subduing Meditation Art, it would still be difficult for him to resist his opponent's move. After all, there was too much of a difference between Heavenly Fate Realm and Longevity Stage!

Yang Bo regretted that he was too reckless. He never thought that the opposite party would be so shameless as to directly tear off all decorum!

At this moment, Yang Bo could only shout loudly to increase his self-confidence, "You don't have to be afraid of the Yan family, but aren't you afraid of my father?"

"Maybe he can't become enemies with the entire Heavenly Court, but if he only looks for you, I'm afraid you won't be able to escape!"

"Qin Xiubai, don't tell me you'll never step out of the Heavenly Court in your entire life?"

Qin Xiu Bai's expression was ugly. He stared at Yang Bo and coldly snorted, "You actually dare to threaten me!"

"You must be tired of living!"

With that, Qin Xiu Bai walked forward again.

Yang Bo's face was pale to the extreme. He used all of his strength to form a seal and with the release of the seal, a golden dragon shot out!

Qin Xiu Bai was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the golden dragon would appear, but he immediately revealed a happy expression and said coldly, "Yang Bo, you dare to attack me!"

"Do you know that anyone who offends anyone in the Heavenly Court must die!?"

The golden dragon flew out. Yang Bo quickly threw out the wind boat and jumped onto it. He then flew down the mountain.

Even if it was Qin Xiubai, he would not be able to break this Dao Technique when facing the Dragon Subduing mantra. He took out a red gourd and placed it in front of him.

The red gourd opened and a fiery phoenix flew out!

As the golden dragon and the fire phoenix collided, the golden dragon actually held the advantage. The fire phoenix was annihilated, but the golden dragon was already utterly weakened. It crashed into Qin Xiubai's magic treasure and was completely annihilated.

Qin Xiu let out a cold snort. He leaped up and chased after the door to the main hall.

Yang Bo desperately tried to control the Wind Boat. At this time, he could only blame the Wind Boat for being too slow. He wished he could fly out of the Righteous Peak in a second.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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