562: C562 Rules

C562 Rules

The young man in white stood in midair and slashed out with his sword. The sword Qi instantly split into three parts and locked onto Ye Xu's head, chest, and abdomen.

Not a trace of life was left behind.

He was extremely ruthless.

Ye Xu's sudden enlightenment was interrupted. He frowned and a trace of anger flashed across his eyes.

It should be known that it was very difficult to enter the state of enlightenment. Some martial artists would not even be able to enter this state of enlightenment in their lifetime. He squatted by the roadside to comprehend, but was interrupted. He was also ruthlessly attacked. A cold light flashed in his eyes.

His right hand, which was covered in evil energy, turned into a huge palm and smashed toward the young man in white.

The young man in white let out a clear cry, and his long sword added another three portions of spiritual energy.

"Ding... Ding... Ding..."

With three soft sounds, the sword qi landed on the Evil Palm and instantly collapsed.

After that, the Evil Palm's remaining energy did not dissipate and it grabbed towards the young man in white.

The white-robed youth frowned, and his long sword slashed out a long arc in the air, shattering the Evil Palm.

"Eh..."

Ye Xu and the young man in white exclaimed at the same time.

The youth in white grinned hideously and said, "Good kid, you have some skill. You are not qualified to provoke me, the White-Robed Sword God Zhuo Feifan!"

When he introduced himself, the surrounding martial artists immediately cried out in alarm.

"What? He is the White-Robed Sword God Zhuo Feifan, who has recently risen to fame!"

"I heard that when he was ten years old, he comprehended sword intent. When he was fifteen, he was already invincible in a radius of ten thousand miles. At twenty years old, his sword technique has probably reached the level of Imminent Deity!"

"Eh, I heard that the White-Robed Sword God Zhuo Feifan is pursuing the Little Alchemy Immortal, right? Could it be that the carriage is..."

Everyone looked at the white-shirted young man with astonished gazes.

Hearing everyone's exclamation, the pride on the White-Robed Sword God Zhuo Feifan's face became even stronger.

He really enjoyed the feeling of being worshipped by thousands of people.

"Kid, now you know who I am, right? Blocking Little Medicine Immortal's chariot is a capital offense!"

Ye Xu almost laughed out of anger.

"Hehe, going to die for that? Who do you think you are? I'm fine here, but you suddenly attacked me. How are you going to settle this score?!"

"Hehe, how are you going to settle this score? I'm the White-Robed Sword God, Zhuo Feifan. You are the representative of the rules. You can only die if I want you dead. I don't want you to die, no one can kill you! Now... Immediately... immediately, kneel down and apologize to Little Medicine Immortal!"

The White-Robed Sword God, Zhuo Feifan, said with a wild laugh.

Ye Xu's eyes narrowed slightly. Just as he was about to flare up, he heard a female voice coming from the carriage.

"Alright, extraordinary. I feel like killing him is enough. Don't waste time!"

The White-Robed Sword God Zhuo Feifan grinned hideously. "Kid, did you hear what the Little Herb Immortal said? I'll give you three breaths to admit your mistake. Otherwise, I'll cut off your limbs and hang you here, screaming and dying!"

Ye Xu frowned and said, "You guys are very cruel! This is the Pill Mansion, aren't you guys going too far by doing this? "

The White-Robed Sword God Zhuo Feifan laughed wildly and said, "Going too far? Kid, are you the one who came out to mingle in the Jianghu? The one with the bigger fist is the master. Don't rely on your own ability. You think you can be arrogant just because you have some skills. If you anger me, I will make you beg for death!"

Ye Xu nodded.

"En, have you always been so arrogant and despotic?"

The White-Robed Sword God Zhuo Feifan laughed wildly and said, "That's right!"

Ye Xu smiled and said, "Alright, I understand!"

The white-robed Sword God Zhuo Feifan laughed wildly and said, "Haha, since you understand, kneel down. Let the carriage press over your body, wash away your sins, and then let the little Alchemy Immortal step on you. This is the lightest punishment!"

"Stepping on me to leave, what right does she have to!"

"Haha, based on the fact that she is the famous Little Medicine Immortal of all worlds, based on the fact that she is Pill Saint Lady's good sister, based on her unparalleled appearance, what do you think?"

The white-clothed youth, Zhuo Feifan, laughed wildly.

At this moment, the Little Medicine Immortal who was in the carriage spoke, "Alright, extraordinary. What's the point of talking to this kind of trash? Hurry up and get on with your journey. I want to see Big Sister Pill Saint Lady as soon as possible!"

The white-robed Sword God Zhuo Feifan said respectfully, "Alright, I got it!"

Ye Xu sighed and said, "Haha, such a strong sense of superiority. No wonder!"

The white-robed Sword God Zhuo Feifan said angrily, "Good boy, after talking for so long, you're not going to kneel, right? Then you can't blame me! Prepare to die... "

He swept his sword and turned it into cold stars that filled the sky, descending from the sky.

This was his signature move, called Descending Cold Star. With a slash of his sword, the sword qi turned into a sky full of stars, enveloping the enemy within. Each of the sword qi contained the element of breaking through the astral barrier. If the enemy used the spiritual energy to defend... The sword qi would penetrate through the spiritual energy and severely injure the enemy. It was extremely vicious.

The White-Robed Sword God, Zhuo Feifan, was also deliberately displaying his abilities in front of Xiaoyao Xian. When this sword slashed out, his white robe fluttered in the wind. He was worthy of the title of White-Robed Sword God.

Seeing this slash, the surrounding martial artists and Pill Refining Master cried out in alarm. They looked at Ye Xu with a trace of pity in their eyes.

He was truly pitiful to have provoked the White-Robed Sword God Zhuo Feifan.

As the sword light approached him, Ye Xu's eyes flashed with a cold light.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed. A large evil force hand appeared, crushing the sword beam. At the same time, it turned into a fist and punched toward the white-robed Sword God Zhuo Feifan.

"What..."

Zhuo Feifan turned pale with fright. It was too late for him to dodge, so he could only block with his sword.

However, the fist of evil force was unreasonable. It broke the sword first before hurting people.

The White-Robed Sword God Zhuo Feifan's chest caved in. With a miserable scream, he was sent flying and crashed heavily into the carriage.

With a boom, the evil force exploded. The carriage was instantly shattered, followed by a cry of alarm.

Within the shattered pieces of the carriage, the white-robed Sword God Zhuo Feifan spurted out a mouthful of blood. His body trembled, and his face was ashen.

Below him was a beautiful woman in green. She had been smashed by the pieces to the point of being filthy.

"Hiss..."

The surrounding martial artists had been watching Ye Xu make a fool of himself with smiles on their faces, but they hadn't expected Zhuo Feifan's defeat to arrive. Immediately, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. The way they looked at Ye Xu had changed.

Defeating the White-Robed Sword God Zhuo Feifan with a single punch. Who exactly was this person?

Especially when he attacked. Evil currents flowed in all directions, as if he was an evil path expert.1

But why would an evil path expert come to the Pill Mansion?

All kinds of questions made Ye Xu confused.

Ye Xu walked in front of Zhuo Feifan and stepped on his chest.

Zhuo Feifan's sternum had already been crushed. Now that he was stepped on by Ye Xu, he screamed in pain.

Ye Xu said coldly, "You said just now that the big fist in this world is the law. Now that I have killed you, do you think you can only blame your bad luck?"

The White-Robed Sword God, Zhuo Feifan, revealed a frightened expression and said hurriedly, "I was wrong, I was wrong. Please spare me!"

"Haha, but I don't want to spare you!"

Ye Xu exerted force on one of his legs, causing Zhuo Feifan to howl loudly. The Little Herb Immortal underneath him also felt extreme pain and cried out.

"Stinking man, how dare you do this to me!"

Ye Xu's eyes turned cold, and he slapped the little Medicine Immortal with his palm.

"Shut up!"

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