Yan Ting sat cross-legged on the bed, with the palms of his hands facing each other. Less than two inches apart, a ball of blue-purple thunder and lightning made a frightening sizzling sound. The ball of thunder and lightning spread slowly, seeping from the gap towards the palms of his hands, like
Like water droplets melting into the sea, Yan Ting's palms perfectly accommodated the thunder and lightning, which then spread to both arms.
Yan Ting's hands were like thunder snakes slithering around, tiny lightning bolts appearing and disappearing. He looked at his hands and saw a slight tremor in his arms, which brought about a not very strong feeling of numbness.
"The foundation of Lei Gang Qi cultivation has finally been laid." Yan Ting murmured in a low voice.
In the past four days, he had spent most of his time focusing on thunder and lightning, and finally achieved some results. At least his face would not be blackened by lightning like that day.
Only four days after inducing lightning to temper his body, he could faintly feel that his physical body had risen to a small level, which was undoubtedly good news for him.
After walking out of the room and bathing in the sunshine, the pain all over Yan Ting's body was swept away. But the next moment, his eyes were fixed on the front. The familiar man in white was standing in front of him looking at him.
Yan Ting looked at him coldly, glanced at him indifferently, and then planned to leave.
"Stop." Ye Sixuan said coldly and sharply.
Yan Ting continued walking as if he hadn't heard anything. Suddenly, his face darkened slightly. An extremely powerful aura came from behind him. Yan Ting punched out with his backhand, and blue-purple thunder and lightning struck out from his hand.
His breath was instantly struck by lightning and shattered.
Ye Sixuan's eyes narrowed, and he blasted it away with just one punch. It seemed that Yan Ting's strength was far beyond his level. Although he just made a tentative attack, it was not something that a third-level Tianyuan could blast away easily.
"What, you want to attack me?" Yan Ting sneered.
"I told you to stop, didn't you hear?"
"I heard it, but if I heard it, I would do what you said. Mr. Ye, what on earth do you want to do by inviting us here and locking us up in this Yanyu Building? If it is out of revenge for Zhulu, then
I think you don't have to do this, because I'm just an ordinary disciple of the outer courtyard, and you won't feel any pleasure even if you kill me." Yan Ting said indifferently.
"I'm not going to kill you. On the contrary, I need you to do me a favor. It's done. You can leave." Ye Sixuan's face was expressionless, still as cold and ruthless as when she wounded him.
"Help you? What do you want me to do for you? You have brought so many experts, but none of them are useful?" Yan Ting said sarcastically without any scruples.
Ye Sixuan said: "I have other uses for them. If you succeed, I will let you go back to Zhulu Academy immediately. How about that?"
"When we came out, we used a formal document that stipulated that we must go back within fifteen days, otherwise the college's law enforcement team will arrest us personally. Since we have to go back sooner or later, why don't I rest here for a few more days and wait for the law enforcement team to come and take me back?
What?" Yan Ting smiled coldly, asking him to help and acting like this, how could he possibly help? He was beaten like that a few days ago, and Yan Ting was able to get rid of his resentment with just a few words and still go to help.
He is not so generous to those who hurt themselves.
"Law enforcement team!" Ye Sixuan frowned.
The law enforcement team of Zhulu Academy is extremely difficult to deal with. If they find their way here, there will definitely be some trouble. Although Zhulu Academy explicitly prohibits the academy's senior officials from intervening in the affairs of the three empires, the less people know about the Ye family's annexation of Misty Rain City.
The better.
The king of the Summer Empire has some friendship with some people from Zhulu Academy. If word spreads to their ears, then the king will also know. There is no need for the Ye family to fall out with the royal family immediately.
After Ye Sixuan pondered for a moment, he said coldly: "What do you want?"
Yan Ting squinted his eyes, wondering what matter he had to do, and Ye Sixuan actually started to negotiate terms with him.
"It doesn't matter what I want. What's important is that I don't want anything. I just want to rest in the Yanyu Building like before. Mr. Ye, please come back." Yan Ting doesn't want to cause more trouble. Who knows what Ye Sixuan will ask him to do?
"Uh-" Just when Yan Ting was about to walk away, a huge wave of
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The coercion covered him, causing a severe sense of depression in his chest. This suppressed feeling really made him uncomfortable. Yan Ting half-knelt on the ground, covering his chest with both hands, and the veins on his forehead were prominent, accompanied by cold sweat.
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Ye Sixuan put one hand down, and the ground where Yan Ting was standing was shattered by invisible pressure, gravel flew, and Yan Ting's feet sank more than an inch into the ground, and his knees were almost pressing against the ground.
"Ye...Si...Xuan, do you think you can make me...succumb with the same...same...tricks?" Yan Ting roared angrily, thunder and lightning struck his fist, and he punched the ground, causing cracks in the earth around him.
A few feet away, Ye Sixuan's eyes were half-closed, and a numb feeling suddenly came from his feet. He subconsciously took two steps back. At this moment of distraction, Yan Ting roared again, the demonic energy rolled in his hands, and the aura all over his body surged, and a dark streak
The demonic aurora broke through the pressure and blasted towards Ye Sixuan.
Ye Sixuan's eyes narrowed, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. He slowly raised his right hand, and the energy gathered in the palm of his hand, and then turned into an arc and spread out on his hand.
"Rebuke!" A cold word came out of Ye Sixuan's mouth, and the aurora shot out, but the moment it touched the arc, it reversed its trajectory and hit the ground to the left of Ye Sixuan, directly creating a big crater.
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Yan Ting's pupils suddenly dilated. This was Ye Sixuan's trick to deal with Lan Xiaoshan.
"Suck!" Ye Sixuan curled up the five fingers of her palm, and Yan Ting's body flew towards Ye Sixuan uncontrollably, and at an extremely fast speed, like an arrow leaving the string. When she was less than five inches away from Ye Sixuan, Ye Sixuan opened her five fingers again.
, spit out one word: "Rebuke!"
Yan Ting only felt that his body was hit head-on by a huge hammer. There was no pain, but the impact was real. His body flew backwards, faster than when he came in, and the room behind him was completely covered by his body.
It penetrated and dragged on the ground for more than ten feet before stopping.
From Yan Ting's resistance to defeat, the entire process took less than ten breaths.
Ye Sixuan came to Yan Ting. Yan Ting's face was black and gray. It seemed that he had been rubbing on the ground for a while. His white clothes had turned gray and his hair was messy. He looked pitiful.
Ye Sixuan sighed helplessly: "How about a hundred Yuan-Zeng Dan?"
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Yunxiao Gate is located on a mountain more than thirty miles northeast of Yanyu City. This was one of the two waves of people fighting in the restaurant that day.
Yunxiao Clan and Yanzong are two relatively well-known forces in the southern part of the Yantian Empire. They are close to Yanyu City and often deal with some families in Yanyu City. It is said that the founders of the two factions are brothers, just because neither one obeys the other.
, and couldn't tell the winner, so they created two sects to see which sect was more powerful among the later generations of disciples. The two have been competing for hundreds of years, but there is no clear winner.
Yan Ting stood in front of the mountain gate. In front of him were the three thousand steps of the Yunxiao Gate. He had to walk up them before he could truly enter the Yunxiao Gate.
What Ye Sixuan asked him to do was to take Han Tie from Yunxiao Sect in Ye Sixuan's name.
Yan Ting didn't know what Han Tie was, but Duan Yao and Lin Yue fought because of Han Tie's ownership, so this Han Tie must be something special.
But Yan Ting is not stupid. If he could get this thing casually, Ye Sixuan wouldn't have to pay the price of two hundred Yuan-increasing Pills to let him come.
That's right, it was two hundred pills. After Ye Sixuan proposed the price, Yan Ting raised the price to a higher level again with his sharp tongue. There were two hundred Yuan-increasing pills, each of which was sold for five thousand gold coins, which was one
With one million gold coins, his worth suddenly rose to a level that others looked up to.
This is not to say that Yan Ting has no ambition, but that the conditions given by Ye Sixuan have attracted him. He can't just ignore the benefits and stop pretending to be a saint. Moreover, Ye Sixuan said that his life will not be in danger if he goes here, and he will die with the Yunxiao Sect.
The disciples competed with each other and threatened him with Buyunya, so he came.
There are two disciples guarding every two hundred floors on the stairs. No one comes to visit on weekdays, so most of them look lazy. When they see Yan Ting coming, they just ask her name and purpose. When they hear the words Ye Sixuan
They all had frightened expressions on their faces and quickly gave way.
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Yan Ting walked up three thousand steps and saw a magnificent hall. The hall was majestic and wide. The outside was built with blue-white jade, which was particularly dazzling in the sun. There were countless large and small pavilions nearby. It was considered a big business to come to Yunxiao Gate.
Now that I am older, I don’t know why I am so afraid of Ye Sixuan.
Yan Ting walked into the main hall under the leadership of several disciples. The disciples behind him immediately closed the door. Sitting high in the main hall was a middle-aged man, wearing a white robe and a golden unicorn crown on his head. He looked quite distinguished from the world.
Human demeanor.
As for the main hall, there were two rows of disciples standing neatly, and Yan Ting saw a not-so-familiar face among them, Duan Yao.
He is the most outstanding disciple of this generation in Yunxiao Sect, and he stands closest to the master of the inner sect.
Why do so many people seem to be waiting for my arrival?
Yan Ting felt like he was trapped in a situation, but now there was no way out.
"According to Master Ye's order, I came to Yunxiao Gate to get the cold iron." Yan Ting clasped his hands in fists and said to Yun Shen.
Yun Shen glanced at him and said with a smile: "It turns out to be Mr. Ye's man, Yao'er, bring me the cold iron."
Duan Yao stood there, as if he hadn't heard anything. His eyes were fixed on Yan Ting, his eyes full of astonishment.
"Yao'er, didn't you hear? Bring me the cold iron." Seeing that Duan Yao didn't move, Yun Shen said again.
"Oh...oh, I'll go right away!" Duan Yao looked at Yan Ting hesitantly, and then left. It was strange that this person didn't know Mr. Ye, and why he became the person sent by Mr. Ye to get the cold iron.
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"This Han Tie was obtained from the Yan Sect with all my efforts. For this reason, I even had a fight with the leader of the Yan Sect. Mr. Ye attaches so much importance to Han Tie. I don't know why he didn't come in person. Why did he only send
Are you coming alone?" Yun Shen asked with a smile.
"Master Ye has other things to do and doesn't have time, so he asked me to come." Yan Ting replied.
"Oh, that's it. Han Tie has a spirit and is an excellent material for forging divine weapons. It is extremely rare in the areas of the three empires. It was also half a year ago that people from the Yan Sect accidentally discovered Han Tie. They waited for half a year to hear about Han Tie.
In this world, it happened that the leader of the Yan Sect was not here, so we had the opportunity to rob and make a deal with Mr. Ye. Now that Han Tie is there, I wonder where the things Mr. Ye agreed to exchange are?" Yun Shen asked again.
Yan Ting looked calm, looked Yun Shen in the eyes, and said: "Since Mr. Ye has promised you, he will give you the things and will not do anything that violates faith. Within five days, Yunxiao Clan will naturally get what you deserve."
of."
Yan Ting's frank answer dispelled Yun Shen's suspicion a bit. It was rumored that Mr. Ye was very proud, and the people he sent were indeed arrogant. Even when facing him, they were neither humble nor overbearing, and answered fluently.
"That's good, then I'll wait for Young Master Ye's gift at Yunxiao Gate." Yun Shen said with a faint smile.
He didn't know that Yan Ting had greeted all the eighteen generations of Ye Sixuan's ancestors at this time. This bastard said that he wanted him to come and get the cold iron, but he didn't say what other deals he had. He was almost cheated again. Fortunately, he was smart.
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Not long after, Duan Yao came to Yan Ting holding an exquisite sandalwood box in both hands. He looked at Yan Ting seriously, his eyes constantly swaying from side to side.
Yan Ting frowned, could this kid have cross-eyed eyes?
Yan Ting opened the box, and inside was a silver-white iron block the size of a fist. The iron block was shining brightly, exuding a shiver-inducing cold air. Yan Ting's hand came slightly closer, two feet apart, and for just a moment, Yan Ting's
The palm of the hand immediately turned white and cold, and if it stayed still for a while, even the blood would freeze.
"Don't worry that this is a lie. Cold iron is rare to encounter in a hundred years. The cold air is so strong that after it is made into a weapon, it can hurt people with the cold air. It is very powerful. I, the Yunxiao Clan, don't think I have the ability to swallow it. I only hope that Mr. Ye will kill us as soon as possible."
Give us something.”
Injure people with cold air!
Is Hantie really that powerful?
Yan Ting took the sandalwood box. He didn't dare to hold the cold iron directly. I'm afraid no one present had the ability to directly touch the cold iron for more than ten breaths.
