【Chapter Sixty-Seven】 Immortal Martial Soul Part 1
Ye Tian stared at Lin Feng coldly, and couldn't help but think of what happened two years ago. The golden leopard he desperately hunted was taken away by Lin Feng, and his hands and feet were crippled. Later, Lin Feng stoned him into a deep pool. If he hadn't been so lucky, he would have been lucky.
, was brutally killed by Lin Feng long ago.
"I have been holding back for so long, and finally I have a chance to take revenge. I must defeat him." Ye Tian thought to himself.
"Ye Tian, he has already advanced to the realm of Martial Immortal. You should be no match for him. Why don't you surrender immediately and admit defeat? Otherwise, he will take this opportunity to kill you."
Xuan Mingzi reminded solemnly.
"The realm of Martial Immortal?" Ye Tian knew in his heart that there was an insurmountable gap between the late Wuzong and the realm of Martial Immortal. Since Xuan Mingzi said that Lin Feng had reached the realm of Martial Immortal, he had very high hopes of defeating him.
Insignificant.
"Xuan Mingzi, even the most powerful village chief is no match for my master. How dare he take the opportunity to kill me?"
Ye Tian asked calmly.
"Ye Tian, your master's time has come. Do you think the worshipers in Qingluo Village can't see it? No, he has already started to bleed from his seven orifices. If he fights with others in this situation, he will definitely die!"
Xuan Mingzi sighed.
Ye Tian turned his head and looked at Wu Chi under the ring. He was covering his face with his sleeves. The sleeves were already stained with a lot of blood. The worshipers in the village all seemed to be staring at Wu Chi with ill intentions.
The direction of madness.
"Ah! Xuan Mingzi, you said you could save my master, please don't break your promise."
Ye Tian said excitedly.
"I did promise you, but if you want to save your master, you can't let him take action, otherwise, even the gods won't be able to save him. Ye Tian, listen to me, give up this competition and endure it for three years. After three years,
You will hopefully become the number one master in Qingluo Village."
Xuan Mingzi said in deep thought.
"Trash Ye Tian, what are you looking around for? Are you afraid of me? Hum hum, you will lose miserably in today's battle."
Lin Feng said in a contemptuous tone, but he was not in a hurry to take action because he knew what kind of pain Ye Tian's master was going through. The end was approaching. This was the tragic end of a person who failed to contend with time.
Wu Chi slumped in his seat. He seemed to have aged several dozen years. The white hair on his head fell off at an extremely fast speed, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be carved by an invisible hand.
The wrinkles were frighteningly deep, and the blood was flowing in Wu Chi's seven orifices, which shocked Ye Tian.
"Xu Zongfeng, something happened to my master. I hope this competition can be postponed. Can you give me an hour?"
Ye Tian said in a deep voice.
"Haha! Isn't your master very powerful? It turns out that his time has come. It seems that you have to prepare his funeral."
Lin Feng mocked, wishing in his heart that Wu Chi would die immediately.
"Ye Tian, in order to ensure that the competition is fair, I allow you to participate in this competition after one hour. If you are late, I will judge Lin Feng as the winner."
Xu Gongfeng agreed to Ye Tian's request because the priests in Qingluo Village were all afraid of Wu Chi's strength. If he died and Lin Feng killed Ye Tian in the competition, he would not have any worries.
Ye Tian jumped off the ring and walked towards where Fang Manzi was, which surprised everyone.
"Ye Tian has met Senior Xuanyuan."
Ye Tian saluted respectfully.
"What's the matter with you?"
Xuanyuan Youxue returned the favor with a hand in hand, wearing a bamboo hat on her head, a white veil on her face, and a pair of black eyes showing extraordinary brilliance.
"Senior Xuanyuan's life-saving grace will never be forgotten by me. I would like to invite Senior Xuanyuan to my home for a talk. I wonder what your wishes are?"
Ye Tian said with a sincere face, but felt a little uneasy in his heart, not knowing whether she would agree to him.
"Ye Tian, you little naughty boy, come on, I'll go to your house and have a look."
Xuanyuan Youxue said calmly, then left with two disciples and Ye Tian.
Lin Feng stared at Xuanyuan Youxue's back in a daze, wanting to lift her hat and see her true face.
The worshipers in Qingluo Village all stared at Xuanyuan Youxue's leaving figure, with solemn expressions on their faces. None of them expected that Ye Tian would be related to this mysterious woman, which made Xu worshippers very upset.
Along the way, Ye Tian carried Wu Chi on his back, letting his blood dye his clothes red. As for Ye Tian's parents and Grandpa Huang, they followed behind without saying a word. However, Fang Manzi couldn't help but want to speak.
But no one answered his words.
"Ye Tian, you are quite smart. You dare to take advantage of this woman. Aren't you afraid that she will kill you?"
Xuan Mingzi asked with a smile.
"She has strong cultivation and is extremely smart. She knows that I am using her to protect my family. However, I believe that she will not kill me because she is kind in nature, and killing me will not do her any good."
Ye Tianping calmly replied that the reason why he roped in Xuanyuan Youxue was to frighten the worshipers in the village and protect Wu Chi and his family.
At Grandpa Huang's house, Ye Tian served tea to Xuanyuan Youxue and others, and then he carried Wu Chi into the yard and put him down. Wu Chi continued to age, his face was filled with grooves, and his eyes had lost their original sparkle.
"Tian'er, Master wanted to live longer and watch you grow into the strongest man in Qingluo Village. However, Master's time has come and he will bleed to death from his seven orifices. Master has long been unafraid of death, but
, the master can’t bear to leave you.”
Wu Chi lay weakly in Ye Tian's arms and said, his eyes shed a line of blood and tears, which made Ye Tian feel very painful in his heart, wishing that he was the one who was about to die, not his master Wu Chi.