"Isn't what I said clear enough? Do you want me to make it clearer?" The woman looked at Ye Xiong coldly, with an impatient look on her face: "Your way of striking up a conversation has long been outdated.
Don't follow me anymore, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."
The woman cast aside a look of disdain and strode away.
She had just taken two steps when a familiar voice suddenly came.
"This is not Senior Sister Bai Luoluo. Why, are you in trouble?"
The disciple named Jian Ming who was in the restaurant came over to the woman and looked at her with shining eyes.
"It's nothing, I just met someone who struck up a random conversation," the woman replied.
Her name is Bai Luoluo, not Yan Lan. Isn't she really Yan Feng's sister?
Ye Xiong took out the jade pendant from his body and looked at it. The more he looked at it, the more similar it became.
At this moment, a hand suddenly reached out quickly and snatched the jade pendant from his hand.
Ye Xiong's face turned dark instantly and turned livid. He stretched out his hand and said, "Give me back the jade pendant."
Jianming had no choice but to return it. Instead, he looked at the jade pendant and suddenly laughed.
"Senior Sister Luoluo is indeed the goddess of our Luojian Sect. She has so many secret crushes on her disciples. Even a disciple who has just entered the sect knows about it." Jianming held the photo in his hand, looked left and right, looked up and down, and clicked his tongue: "
This photo is good, where was it secretly taken?”
"Return the photo to me." Ye Xiong stretched out his hand, his face turned cold.
This is Yan Feng's only relic, something he needs to find her sister. Now that the other party dares to touch him, it has simply touched his bottom line.
Bai Luoluo walked over and took the jade pendant. When he saw it, he became furious.
She squeezed it hard and the jade pendant immediately shattered into pieces.
"How dare you secretly film me. If I find you doing something like this next time, I will never let you go." Bai Luoluo said angrily.
Ye Xiong's body started to tremble. Looking at the broken jade floating in the air and the photo that was broken into pieces, he burst into a rage.
The next moment, a white light flashed and a rain of blood sprayed out.
Jian Ming's head fell to the ground like a bone, blood sprayed all over his body, and his entire white skirt was dyed red.
Bai Luoluo was stunned, as if he was petrified.
She never thought that the other party would actually kill people in the Falling Sword Sect, and he would kill people under her eyes.
Does he know where this place is?
Does he know what he is doing?
Madman, he must be madman.
One moment, there was contempt and anger on her face, and the next moment, there was only shock on her face.
The sword in Ye Xiong's hand fell on Bai Luoluo's neck. Just when Bai Luoluo thought he was about to die, the sword stopped.
Ye Xiong suppressed his anger, not because he didn't kill women, but because Bai Luoluo was too similar to Yan Lan.
What if she is really Yan Lan and loses her memory for some reason and cannot remember?
If he really killed her, wouldn't that be equivalent to killing his benefactor's sister?
Death penalty can be avoided, but living penalty cannot be escaped.
Ye Xiong slapped her hard on the face, sending her flying for more than ten meters before landing.
Half of Bai Luoluo's face was red and swollen, and there were four fingerprints on his face, as if blood was about to spill out.
"This slap is to teach you how to be a human being. No matter whether you are Yan Lan or not, at least it will make you understand how to be a human being in the future." Ye Xiong snorted coldly.
"I kill you."
Bai Luoluo roared, and there was a sword in his hand. A powerful and heavy sword light rose into the sky and slashed towards Ye Xiong.
boom!
With a loud noise, the entire hall was split into two halves and collapsed.
How could a mere main hall withstand a blow from a late-stage Jindan cultivator? This is why the sect rules stipulate that disciples of the sect are not allowed to conflict within the sect, and why all training grounds must have prohibitive protection.
reason.
Disciples who fight inside the gate with Luo Jian's party will be punished very severely, ranging from confinement to confinement to having their cultivation destroyed.
If Bai Luoluo hadn't been extremely angry, he wouldn't have taken the initiative.
Ye Xiong dodged lightly and avoided the sword light. The powerful sword power did not cause any movement in his clothes.
The destruction of the main hall immediately attracted the attention of many people, and countless disciples came around to watch the excitement.
At this moment, a roar suddenly came.
"Who dares to do something here? Don't you want to live?"
An old man in his sixties with a long and thin face appeared in mid-air.
"The law enforcement elder is here, get out of the way."
"If you dare to take action inside the door, they are finished now."
"Dare to disregard the rules of the sect, and you don't know whether to live or die."
The disciples around him drank one after another and looked at the scene, gloating about his misfortune.
Ye Xiong was bending down and picking up the broken photos on the ground, not sparing any of them.
Then, he slowly started fighting, turning a blind eye to what was going on outside.
Bai Luoluo gritted his teeth and was about to continue taking action when the law enforcement elder shouted angrily again: "Luoluo, why don't you stop?"
After receiving such an angry shout from the law enforcement elder, Bai Luoluo stopped and looked at Ye Xiong with both eyes, as if he was on fire.
"Elder Du, Jianming was killed by his sword. He was your disciple!"
Only then did law enforcement elder Dewey discover a body lying on the ground, covered by collapsed mud and rocks, with only two shoes exposed.
Dewey brushed away his sleeve, and all the mud and rocks that buried Jian Ming's body were scraped away, revealing a headless body.
"Jian Ming..." Dewey's eyes were about to burst. He looked at Jian Ling's body and shouted at Ye Xiong: "Did you kill him?"
In anger, his momentum reached a very terrifying level. The disciples around him were frightened by his might and retreated several kilometers away.
To be able to become the law enforcement elder of the Luo Jian Sect, one's strength is definitely not simple. Dewey's strength is also ranked among the highest in the entire Luo Jian Sect.
Except for the leader and a few other elders, no one is his opponent.
Ye Xiong acted as if he didn't hear anything, floating the broken photos in his hands in the air, and pieced them together piece by piece.
It looked like he was piecing together a masterpiece.
"I asked you something, did you hear me?" Dewey roared.
He was so angry that his lungs almost exploded. None of his disciples were usually respectful when they saw him, but this guy actually ignored his existence.
The photo was shattered into more than a dozen small pieces. Ye Xiong laid them all up, leaving only a small piece missing.
He searched the ground with his eyes, as if the thousands of onlookers around him no longer existed.
Dewey never thought that the other party would dare to look down on him so much. In anger, he suddenly took action, and his vitality turned into a big clawed shadow and grabbed Ye Xiong with a fierce momentum.
The people around him looked at Ye Xiong with schadenfreude, all watching his tragic end.
Especially for Bai Luoluo, I really wish that the law enforcement elder would be as cruel as possible. It would be best if this guy is crippled.
Just when everyone thought Ye Xiong would be caught, something shocking happened.