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After several days of rest, Ye Xiu had gradually resolved the sword energy in his body and recovered a lot of injuries on his body. It would take some time to restore his combat power to his heyday.

At this time, he was sitting by the spiritual spring, allowing the full spiritual energy to sink into his body, repairing the hidden diseases on his body. However, his thoughts had already floated to the Fengxue Tower thousands of miles away.

A few days ago, Fu Fengxue, the owner of Fengxue Tower, broke through the territory and left the customs. The first thing he did after leaving the customs was to find Yun Feiyang, the owner of Yunjian Tower, to fight.

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 Innate Realms. With his talent, if he wanted to enter the Grandmaster Realm, 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 exactly 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, opened 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, just cutting 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.

About ten minutes passed, Fu Fengxue finally cleaned all the bad meat in the wound. His forehead was not even sweating, as if it was not the flesh on his body.

He slowly took out the muscle nourishing Gu and scattered it little by little on the wound.

Just as Fu Fengxue was wondering if he wanted to bandage the gauze, a slight sound of footsteps came from the stairs, and then a woman in a long blue dress walked in.

Fu Fengxue's eyes suddenly lit up. Looking at the other person's ordinary face, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Sister Sister, there are no outsiders here, why are you still wearing this mask..."

The woman is the eldest disciple of Old Man Long, Nalan Qingxuan.

"Is it worth it?" Nalan Qingxuan ignored Fu Fengxue's question, but instead asked a seemingly inexplicable sentence.

"Is there anything worth it? You can't watch the junior brother die, right?" Fu Fengxue smiled indifferently.

"He is not the only senior brother!" Nalan Qingxuan gave Fu Fengxue a fierce look.

"Hey, who made me the most idle? The third guy has been in North America for so many years and has never come back. The fourth and fifth guys are like their masters. They know how to travel around all day long. The seventh guys don't even know where he is in these years, and can you still count on him? As for the sixth guys and eighth guys, it's useless. If they give them ten years, they can't beat a master..." Fu Fengxue smiled, without any regrets about not being able to achieve perfection.

Nalan Qingxuan raised her eyebrows.

"Senior sister, don't be angry. I know you have a way to kill that guy Yun Feiyang, but you have been suppressing your own realm over the years. Why? Isn't you just want to surpass Xuanyuan Wudi? It's not worth breaking the realm ahead of time for Yun Feiyang!" Feeling that Nalan Qingxuan was about to get angry, Fu Fengxue quickly spoke.

"Then you are worth it?" Nalan Qingxuan snorted coldly, but also understood that all Fu Fengxue did was not only for the junior brother, but also for not allowing herself to take on this disaster.

"Haha, I'm not a sword-learning student, and there is no grandmaster like Xuanyuan Wudi in front of me. Even if I'm not in a perfect state, I will eventually become the number one in swordsmanship. It doesn't matter if I break the state in advance..."

Nalan Qingxuan sighed softly. She knew that Fu Fengxue said this just to comfort him. His nature was more arrogant than him. He wanted to pursue the ultimate swordsmanship. He also wanted to pursue the ultimate swordsmanship. Now he broke the realm ahead of time, leaving flaws. It is almost impossible to reach that highest realm...

"Are Yun Feiyang seriously injured?" Finally, Nalan Qingxuan asked again.

"It's not too heavy, but within three months, I won't think of coming out of the mountain..." Fu Fengxue shook his head.
Chapter completed!