Seeing this scene, Lao Chentou and Lin Ruoer took steps almost at the same time to rush out.
Although they also feel that Ye Wushuang has become stronger, isn't this the reason why they follow Ye Wushuang?
After all, to them, Ye Wushuang is now not only someone they fear and admire, but also someone worthy of their all-out efforts and to follow and protect him at all costs!
"Back off!"
Ye Wushuang suddenly spoke at this moment, waved his right hand, and directly pulled the two people back from the distance, saying coldly: "He doesn't want the treasure I got from it, I will give it to him now!"
Give it to him?
As soon as these words came out, the two people immediately looked at each other with suspicion in their eyes.
Behind him, Chu Yuntian, Nangong Qianrou, Ye Wenfeng, and Li Dawen also looked at each other with confusion.
Just now, Ye Wushuang responded forcefully, neither humble nor overbearing; why now, he suddenly wants to hand over the treasure?
Could it be that he was frightened by Mu Feizhang's cultivation in the middle stage of the Mysterious Realm?
But this is completely impossible!
"Now that you know the fear, do you want to hand it over?"
Mu Feizhang smiled coldly at this moment, with an arrogant expression, and said sarcastically in a cold voice: "It's too late!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked his feet and rushed out in an instant.
As one of the top ten powerful men in the Xuejing Kingdom and the youngest prince in the Kingdom of Xuejing, he is a person of high authority and unparalleled glory. How has he ever been humiliated like this?
Being scolded and insulted in public by a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy; he must wash away this shame with Ye Wushuang's blood!
"Humph, I really don't know where you get your confidence from!"
Ye Wushuang snorted coldly, and immediately touched the scabbard at his waist with his right hand, stretched out his thumb slightly, and quietly placed it on the hilt of the sword.
The hilt of the sword suddenly split into three parts, ready to come out!
That's...
Three swords in one sheath?
This scene was instantly seen by Lin Ruoer and others. They couldn't help but hesitated slightly, and they all looked at Lao Chentou and Chu Yuntian with doubts in their eyes.
They didn't pay attention to it before, but it was only at this moment that they suddenly discovered that Ye Wushuang had a sword on his waist; moreover, the sword seemed to contain three swords in a sheath, which was really weird.
After all, they clearly remembered that Ye Wushuang did not have a sword on his body before disappearing; why now, there is a strange sword with three swords in the same sheath on his waist?
Lao Chentou and Chu Yuntian naturally discovered this. Facing the questioning looks from several people, they just shook their heads slightly.
They hadn't noticed before when this strange sword appeared on Ye Wushuang's waist!
"Your Majesty, something seems not right..."
At the same time, behind the national warriors on the snow mirror, a middle-aged man wearing a silver gray robe, with an almost unremarkable appearance, suddenly lowered his head slightly, with a solemn expression, and faced the man in front of him wearing a silver robe.
The white-haired old man, who also looked low-key in his silver robe and gold thread, said in a low voice: "I feel that this Ye Wushuang is not simple. I am afraid that the previous defeat of Sikong Yan was not simply relying on the Eight Desolations Dragon Evil Formation."
"This little doll is indeed not simple. His true strength is definitely not as simple as it looks!"
The white-haired old man nodded slightly and replied with a smile: "But now Zhang'er has been completely angered. If he is not allowed to fight Ye Wushuang, it will be difficult to calm down. On the contrary, it is very likely that he will become angry.
Demons will affect future martial arts promotions."
"What the prince said makes sense."
The middle-aged man nodded immediately and agreed: "Then let the young prince vent his anger for the time being. If it doesn't work, will the villain come to the rescue again?"
"Um!"
Hearing this, the white-haired old man nodded slightly and said immediately: "Not just Zhang'er, if this little baby Ye Wushuang dies later, you also take action to save him and give him a breath of life."
"Save him?"
As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man was stunned and asked in confusion: "This man just openly insulted the young prince, despised Xue Jing, and even made nonsense. It would be best if the young prince could kill him. Why, prince?"
Do you want to spare his life?"
"It's not that I want to spare his life, but I want to ask him something."
The white-haired old man smiled faintly and said: "The dangers of Ten Thousand Beast Ridge are obvious to all. Even though we have concealed our identity from the beginning and hid among the crowd, we almost encountered unexpected events and lost almost half of our manpower. So far, we have gained nothing.
But look at these people from the Cangyun Empire, they were the same people when they came in, and they are still the same people now, as if they are not in danger, it is really strange."
"Especially here, the people we sent in before either killed each other or went crazy and chose to commit suicide; those who escaped by chance were all scared out of their wits, their souls were gone, and their consciousness was in a trance. But this Ye
Wushuang not only walked in with the people from the Cangyun Empire unscathed, but also entered the passage and returned safely, obviously he knows something."
"Understood!"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man suddenly nodded as if he was enlightened.
The white-haired old man in front of him is Mu Feizhang's father, Emperor Xue Jing's brother, and Prince Xue Mu Xing. He is not only a famous half-step illusion warrior, but also one of the three strongest men in the Kingdom of Xue Jing.
Because the deadline is approaching, but I still can't break through the last step; so this time Ten Thousand Beast Ridge appears, I want to come here to find an opportunity to break through.
But the Ten Thousand Beasts Ridge is extremely dangerous; in addition to the threats from ancient ferocious beasts, there are also threats from other warriors, so they hide among the snow mirror warriors, preparing to plot them slowly, waiting for the opportunity to act, and be a follow-up
Yellow bird.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the four great kingdoms entered Ten Thousand Beast Ridge, they encountered crises and were forced to disperse. Immediately afterwards, everyone in the Xuejing Kingdom encountered crises many times and suffered heavy losses, forcing the two masters and servants of Mu Xing to
, almost exposing his identity.
Now that they discovered that Ye Wushuang and others were actually in Ten Thousand Beast Ridge, unscathed, they naturally wanted to press for questioning!
"Um!"
Mu Xing nodded slightly at this moment, then smiled and said: "Of course, this is just one of the shortcuts. It would be best if we could learn some of the secrets of Ten Thousand Beasts Ridge from this man's mouth; but if not, or he is unwilling to tell,
It doesn’t matter if you kill him.”
"After all, the Cangyun Empire has been surviving for so many years, and it's time to recognize the reality; thousands of years ago, Emperor Chu Yu was born, and together with the Black and White Venerable, he overpowered the other countries in the continent, and he was indeed the overlord, but
That era has long passed, and today’s Cangyun Empire has become a bastard.”
"As for being a tortoise, you should have the consciousness of a tortoise, and you should shrink your neck honestly, linger on, and let others slaughter you. Otherwise, you will stick your neck out from time to time and roar incompetently. You really think you can transform from a tortoise into a turtle!
"
"Haha... The prince's metaphor is extremely appropriate!"
The middle-aged man suddenly burst into laughter.
While the two of them were chatting side by side, on the other side of the arena, the furious Mu Feizhang had already taken action.
The coercion in the middle stage of the Xuan Realm was so vast that it spread, not only instantly crushing the sharp energy all over the sky; but with a wave of his hand, he directly drew out a sharp scimitar and slashed towards Ye Wushuang.
"Boy, if you can die under this mysterious ice knife, even if you are a ghost, you should be proud of it!"
Whoa...
The sword's light was like a rainbow, passing through the air, causing the wind to howl and the void to tremble.
Seeing this scene, Ye Wushuang still looked indifferent, smiled at the corner of his mouth, snorted coldly, took a step forward, and shouted proudly: "The treasure you want, I'll give it to you; it depends on whether you have the ability to catch it!"
Clang...
Before he finished speaking, Ye Wushuang flicked his thumb on the hilt of the sword, and with a clang, a cold light suddenly appeared, and the sound of the sword being unsheathed suddenly came out!