Ming Zhao's attack was as fast as thunder, so fast that Yun Jiao had no time to react.
However, Ye Qingchen remained completely motionless, still sitting there.
boom!!
Suddenly, the roaring thunder was extinguished with a palm, Ming Zhao's arm made a snapping sound, and he flew towards the wall!
The wall was suddenly smashed into circles of cracks, spreading in all directions.
"Ah——! My hand!!"
Ming Zhao coughed up blood from the corner of his mouth and covered his broken arm.
He raised his frightened eyes and looked at Murong Yu who had just attacked him.
"Sect Master Murong...why is this?!"
"Why?"
Murong Yu raised his eyebrows and laughed frivolously: "You want to kill my people, can't I take action?"
"What's more, I am also a late-stage king prime minister."
"How little do you think you take me seriously when you do something in front of a later king?"
After hearing this, Ming Zhao, who was about to question angrily, suddenly calmed down as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on him.
Murong Yu is right.
He is only a mid-term king, and his cultivation is only at the fourth level of Dharma Realm.
And Murong Yu... is a genuine late-stage king prime minister!
And his cultivation is as high as the eighth level of Dharma Realm!
If he really dared to fight Murong Yu here, he would definitely be the one to suffer!
"Murong Yu... you'd better think clearly!"
Ming Zhao said fiercely: "In this Zhanyuan City, the strength and status of our Ming Xiao Sect exceeds that of your Yin Yu Sect, and our connections are far beyond that of your Yin Yu Sect!"
"If you really protect him, you will be the enemy of my Ming Xiao Sect!"
"When the time comes, I, the Ming Xiao Sect, will be able to completely destroy your Silver Feather Sect with just one order!"
"Besides, there are quite a few people who covet you in Zhanyuan City!"
A sinister smile appeared on the corner of Ming Zhao's mouth: "Guess, after the Silver Feather Gate is captured, who will be their primary target?"
The threatening words spoken by Ming Zhao would definitely make anyone retreat and compromise.
But Ming Zhao still underestimated Murong Yu.
A woman who could establish such a huge force as the Silver Feather Sect would be frightened by his mere words?
Murong Yu sneered disdainfully and said: "There are many men who covet my body, but in these years, not one of them dares to do anything to me!"
"What kind of threat do you think this group of soft-legged shrimps can pose to me?"
"And don't think that because of your status as the young master of Mingxiao Sect, I don't dare to kill you here!"
"We are mortal enemies of each other anyway, so it is only natural that I kill you here, right?"
"you!"
Ming Zhao was so frightened that his face turned pale for a moment.
He could vaguely hear that Murong Yu's words were definitely not just words!
If he really angered this woman, his life would definitely be decided directly here!
"Okay... As long as you don't kill me, as long as you let me go... I will treat what happened today as if it never happened."
Ming Zhao tried his best to slow down his tone and spoke out.
At the same time, he felt extremely regretful.
I regret not bringing anyone to this restaurant.
Otherwise, Murong Yu, a woman, would never dare to be so presumptuous with him!
"Haha, do you think I will believe your lies?"
Murong Yu sneered: "Don't I know what your temper is like?"
"With your character of retribution, I'm afraid if I let you go later, you will just bring people to knock on my Yinyu Gate."
"In that case, it's better to keep you as a hostage to blackmail that old guy Ming Hengyun."
Ming Zhao was once again frightened to the point of bursting with fear.
"Then...then what do you have to do...to let me go?"
He was so frightened that he was speechless.
"Haha, you attacked Mr. Ye just now, but it scared all Mr. Ye's friends."
Murong Yu half-smiled and said, "In that case, it's up to Mr. Ye to decide how to let you go."
"Okay...as long as you keep your word!"
After hearing this, Ming Zhao was inexplicably relieved.
In his heart, Murong Yu would really dare to make some extremely humiliating demands for him, which might even endanger his life!
In contrast, Ye Jiao did not bring him such a strong sense of fear in his heart.
However, the reality is never so easy to fulfill one's wishes.
Before Ming Zhao could speak, Ye Qingchen smiled and said:
"Then, first take out all the valuable things you have on you."
"!!"
This first sentence made Ming Zhao's face change slightly.
The most valuable thing on his body is a high-grade Xuan-level sword!
He got it from a country outside Zhanyuan Kingdom at a great cost.
Weapons of this level are definitely considered precious weapons even in their Ming Xiao Sect!
Originally, he planned to dedicate this knife to his father.
In the end, it turned out to be given to this guy!
Enduring the endless frustration in his heart, Ming Zhao took out the two Qiankun Rings he had on him.
Ye Qingchen took the two Qiankun Rings with great interest.
I have to say that being able to rob without having to do it yourself...ah, no, it is quite comfortable to have others "voluntarily" give him good things.
Now, the little bit of unhappiness he had towards Murong Yu in his heart had disappeared without a trace.
"Oh? I didn't expect you to have nearly a kilogram of purple energy crystals on your body?"
Ye Qingchen was slightly surprised when his true energy penetrated one of the Qiankun Rings.
It seems that the Ming Xiao Sect is indeed a big family, with even a young sect leader having so many Purple Qi Source Crystals on his body.
Although the total amount of purple energy crystals he collected from Xuanjian Sect and Chi Lianjiao totaled more than five kilograms.
But after all, that is what the two sects have accumulated from their establishment to now.
And Ming Zhao is just one person, but he has so many purple energy crystals on his body!
This undoubtedly made Ye Qingchen once again realize the differences between these sects.
Ming Zhao did not respond to his words.
He was afraid that once he replied, Ye Qingchen's next words would piss him off to death.
"Oh? The quality of this knife is quite good."
Ye Qingchen took out the knife he got and looked at it carefully.
This knife is upright. If the other side is bladed, it will be more like a sword.
The entire blade of the sword is pale white, and doesn't look like anything out of the ordinary.
But when Ye Qingchen tried to inject the Phoenix Flame into it.
The originally pale white blade has completely turned into color!
At the same time, Ye Qingchen could clearly feel that the Phoenix Flame injected into it was significantly enhanced!
"It's actually a sword that can increase one's own strength!"
Yun Jiao screamed from the side.
Even Murong Yu, who was opposite him, couldn't help but reveal a look of surprise.
You know, on the road of magic and martial arts, weapons like this that can increase one's own strength are quite rare!
Even if there is, the grade is definitely very high!
What follows is that its price is an astronomical figure that ordinary people can never imagine!
This sword's amplification is not too strong, so it can only be of high quality at the Xuan level.
But if it is really sold, its price will definitely far exceed any weapon of the same level!
"I'll give you this knife."
Ye Qingchen handed the knife in his hand to Yun Jiao.
Yun Jiao quickly took it, his face full of excitement.
"Thank you, Junior Brother Ye Jiao!"
Yun Jiao was very grateful and wanted to say some words of thanks, but was interrupted by Ye Qingchen raising his hand.
"Okay, what else can you and I say thank you for?"
Ye Qingchen smiled and said: "Get familiar with this knife. If you are really not used to it, you can also melt it into your Mad Refining Knife."
"That Master Su should be able to do it."
Yun Jiao nodded sternly, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the blade, his eyes full of love.
Murong Yu and Ming Zhao heard what he called Ye Qingchen.
Junior brother?
Are these two people from the same sect?
How powerful a sect must be to be able to cultivate these two geniuses who can fight at a higher level?!
Murong Yu and Ming Zhao couldn't help but yearn for that sect for a while.
Seeing Ye Qingchen put away the two Qiankun Rings, Ming Zhao hesitated for a moment and tentatively said:
"You also took the things I had on me...can you let me go?"
"Are you so anxious to leave?"
Ye Qingchen said with a smile but not a smile.
"You...what else do you want to do?"
Ming Zhao suddenly had an unknown premonition in his heart.
"A person like you should have some life-saving things in his body, right?"
Ye Qingchen stretched out his hand to Ming Zhao: "Come, give me those things, and I will let you go."
Ye Qingchen's request completely changed Ming Zhao's face.
He blurted out and shouted: "Impossible! That's what I use to save my life, how could I give it to you!"
This kind of thing is not only related to his life, but the value of these things is more precious than the last!
He must not be used lightly until the moment of life and death!
"oh?"
Ye Qingchen raised his brows and summoned the Wild Flame Sword, the tip of the sword flashing with a cold light.
"If you don't hand it over, then you might as well just use it here."
"You?! You dare to kill me?!"
Ming Zhao's expression changed drastically.
He didn't expect that the guy in front of him was the same as Murong Yu!
In fact, this guy is even bolder than Murong Yu!
"What? As long as you kill me, I can't kill you back?"
Ye Qingchen gently shook the Desolate Flame Sword in his hand and raised the corner of his mouth: "There seems to be no such truth in this world, right?"
"you……"
Just as Ming Zhao was about to continue speaking, he suddenly felt his shoulders sink suddenly.
The whole person is completely unable to move!
"Master Ye, you can take action now."
Murong Yu gently raised his jade hand, and the zhenqi in his palm suppressed Ming Zhao's body without any reservation.
"Murong Yu! You, do you really want to break up with me, the Ming Xiao Sect!"
Ming Zhao turned pale with fright.
Murong Yu did not respond to him, but just watched his reaction with interest.
Ming Zhao was about to say something else, but his expression suddenly changed and he suddenly looked forward.
I saw Ye Qingchen's sword suddenly burst into flames with a colorful sword light!
Then, the sword light suddenly slashed down!
boom--!
A wall of the restaurant shattered!
Countless gravels flew out one after another!
However, Ming Zhao's body did not appear in the eyes of Ye Qingchen and the others.
The next moment, his voice filled with endless resentment spread outside the restaurant.
"Ye Jiao! Murong Yu! Just wait!"
"Next time, I will take your lives with my own hands!"