Duan Fushou had cried before his disciples who had returned from Jiangcheng had arrived, and rushed in from outside in a hurry, and then knelt in front of Wei Xianji.

Looking at the people in horror, Wei Xianji frowned and said, "Zhang Jing, what's going on? Didn't you go to Jiangcheng with your master? Why did you suddenly come back?"

The disciple named Zhang Jing wiped his tears and cried and said, "Master, we played at Jiangcheng Wudiao Hall three times, and we won every time. Until the fourth time, a man named Ye Yang appeared in Jiangcheng.

He killed his senior brother Di Ge and captured my master.”

"What did you say?" Hearing this, Wei Xianji was slightly stunned.

Wei Xianji knew Duan Fushou's strength. In Jiangcheng, if there were no such experts, almost no one would have been Duan Fushou's opponent.

Zhang Jing cried and said, "Senior Brother Di Ge challenged a man named Long Shaohuang in Jiangcheng. In desperation, he wanted to kill the other party, but was stopped by Ye Yang. Then, Senior Brother Di Ge and Ye Yang fought to the death, and were beaten by Ye Yang.

Kill. Then the man tied up the master and asked a few of us to come back to report to you."

Report a message?

Wei Xianji frowned again. Is this for his own?

This happened a little suddenly, and Wei Xianji said: "What is that Ye Yang? How old is he?"

"I think he is less than 25 years old. As for his background, we asked. He is from the Ye family in Jiangcheng. It is said that his father was Ye Fengyun, who was very prestigious in the martial arts world of Jiangcheng back then." Zhang Jing replied.

Boom!

This sentence made Wei Xianji beat him up.

It was like a bolt from the blue that Wei Xianji was stunned.

He suddenly stood up, stared at Zhang Jing and said, "What did you say? How is this possible? Ye Fengyun's son? This is impossible!"

Zhang Jing replied: "Master, it's true. We investigated very clearly. Ye Yang is indeed Ye Fengyun's son. Moreover, he is no match for my master at all. He shocked my master.

, he was tied up."

Wei Xianji was stunned.

Ye Fengyun.

How many years has this name been mentioned?

Why does it appear in my ears today?

For more than 20 years, Wei Xianji closed his eyes and was covered with the sea of ​​corpses and blood on the island back then. It can be said that the sea was stained with blood at that time, and more than 100,000 people died?

He thought the matter was over.

But, why did Ye Fengyun's son appear?

Wei Xianji took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I understand. You guys retreat first and go and call Chen Yao over for me."

“Yes, Master!”

Zhang Jing and the others did not stop, turned around and walked out.

Wei Xianji sat on the chair, his body trembling obviously, but he still held it back.

Wei Xianji closed his eyes, his mind full of shadows.

clang clang clang!!

The swords and swords meet, and the wars meet! It is an island with huge wars, and millions of people start a battle of life and death.

"Once things on the island fall into the hands of Western martial artists, our Daxia will never be at peace. The martial arts world of Xia Kingdom would rather die and break out of the siege and take it out!"

"Kill me!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Endless loud roar.

The sea was churning, huge waves were surging, and one person after another fell down.

Blood gathers into the sea.

"Ye Fengyun, where is Ye Fengyun?"

"President, I'm here."

"Bring things with you, lead a group, and fight out from the west. Remember, even if your whole family is killed and all nine clans are killed, you must not put things into the hands of Westerners! You swear!"

"I, Ye Fengyun, swear!"

Boom!!

As if a muffled thunder was hit by Wei Xianji, who was trapped in memories, suddenly came back to his senses. When he came back to his senses, he was already covered in cold sweat!


Chapter completed!