A virgin woman is good for her training and promotion, not to mention that Long Meizi also has good qualifications. She is the strongest among several people, and she is already in the middle stage of Xuan level.
Long Meizi was not tied, but restrained, so she was struggling desperately. When she realized what would happen later, her eyes were full of panic and fear.
Looking at the corner next to it, there are still several dead bones piled up, some of which are slender. It is obvious that in order to advance, this boy has harmed more than one woman, and several have been burned to ashes. Otherwise, would Long Meizi be so scared?
"brute!"
Ye Wuhan ignored Lu Wucheng and the others, quickened his pace and walked inside carefully.
At this time, the young man on the stone bed opened his eyes. He exposed his chest and looked at Long Meizi. At the same time, he said with a lewd smile: "Little girl, don't be afraid. You are different from them. Don't worry.
After we have fun, as long as you serve me well, concentrate on being my concubine, help me clean the cave, and take care of my bed, I will not kill you!"
"Woo~~~"
Long Meizi's face became even more frightened. Seeing the young man undressing her clothes, she closed her eyes with shame and anger, and twisted her body around desperately, trying not to face him.
Snapped!
The young man suddenly raised his hand and clicked on her restriction.
For someone like him, it's really boring to control the other person and do that with the other person, and he doesn't need it at all.
Then the young man smiled evilly and moved towards Long Meizi.
"You...don't come over."
Long Meizi held the stone bed in her hands and moved backwards desperately, completely forgetting that she knew martial arts.
Maybe it's useless to say that the other party is too strong and you know how to do it.
Seeing that Long Meizi moved to a position close to the stone wall, with no way to retreat, the young man smiled, and he suddenly stood up and rushed towards Long Meizi.
But at this moment, he heard the sound of wind behind him.
This kid's skills were really good. His body spun in the air like a top, and he suddenly turned around and punched Ye Wuhan.
boom!
The two people's fists clashed together, and the young man was sent flying by one punch, hit the stone wall and fell off again.
This was because Ye Wuhan wanted to catch him, throw him away, and prevent him from rushing towards Long Meizi, lest he fall on her. He did not use all his strength, otherwise this punch would break his arm.
The young man couldn't stand it anymore, his arm was sore from being beaten, and he kept waving his hands.
The young man got up and became angry. When he looked at his fist, he found that it was cracked.
Ye Wuhan showed his momentum, and he also saw the opponent's cultivation level, which was in the middle of the eighth level of Qi training.
A master who was at the ninth level of Qi training and was almost building a foundation was injured by a punch from an eighth-level Qi practitioner. How could he save his face?
As the saying goes, there is a higher realm than a higher realm. With Ye Wuhan's level of cultivation, he should be punched to death by himself.
"Ye Wuhan!"
Seeing Ye Wuhan appear, Long Meizi was inexplicably surprised, but she noticed that she was only wearing undergarments, so she quickly shrank inward and covered her vital parts with all her strength.
"Who are you, how dare you ruin my good deeds?" the young man shouted angrily at Ye Wuhan.
"A person like you who wants to kill you is worthy of cultivation?" Ye Wuhan snorted.
"You are actually a body refiner?" The young man looked at Ye Wuhan and suddenly exclaimed again.
Realizing that Ye Wuhan was a strong body refiner, the young man suddenly patted the storage bag on his waist, and a sharp flying sword flew out and floated above his head.
It can be seen that cultivators do not have everything. The earth's resources are scarce. This young man has practiced Qi for the ninth level, but he doesn't even have a storage ring, and he still uses a storage bag.
"What about body refiners? I'm curious, where do people like you come from?" Ye Wuhan responded.
This young man boasted that he had the flying sword and had the upper hand. He ignored him and said to himself: "Boy, your body training technique is good, but you can actually hurt me. Now hand over your body training technique to me."
Once I'm in a good mood, I'll consider rewarding you with your whole body."
To be honest, even though Ye Wuhan injured him, he really didn't take it seriously as an eighth-level Qi practitioner was far behind him. After all, Ye Wuhan had the element of a sneak attack just now. He felt
If you let go and fight normally, you can still crush him even if you have a flying sword.
"Leave it to you, who do you think you are?"
Ye Wuhan smiled, "Now tell me, where did you get your cultivation skills? Also, why do you use human blood to practice? If you explain all this clearly, I will also consider giving you a whole corpse."
Ye Wuhan returned his words intact. After the move just now, he felt confident, so he was not in a hurry to start a war with the other party. In fact, he was really curious as to why the other party appeared on the earth since he was a cultivator.
?Didn’t it mean that there are no other cultivators on earth?
Did he get the inheritance of cultivation like himself? There was also the old monster in the desert. He was also curious, how did he get there? How could he be so skilled? Because of his curiosity, he wanted to ask this young man.
Snapped!
Ye Wuhan raised his hand, and a flying sword appeared in his hand.
"You're a small eighth-level Qi practitioner. Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to question your senior? Ah...you actually have a storage ring?"
The young man looked at the flying sword in Ye Wuhan's hand and suddenly barked again as if he was stepping on a cat's tail. He had reached the ninth level of Qi training and only had a storage bag. Ye Wuhan only had the flying sword.
There was also the storage ring, which already made him a little jealous unconsciously.
There was no way around it. Comparing people to each other would lead to death. Comparing goods would have to be thrown away. As a cultivator, he felt that he looked too shabby compared to Ye Wuhan, so he couldn't wait to get what he had.
"Kill you, kill you, and all your things are mine!"
He really didn't pay attention to the monks who were a level below him. As soon as the young man finished speaking, he suddenly made a sword secret with his hand, and the flying sword turned into a rainbow several feet long and went straight towards Ye Wuhan to kill him.
boom!
Before the sword energy arrived, the stone wall had been split open and the stone collapsed. Looking at this situation, Long Meizi covered her ears and screamed. She had never seen such a master attack before.
After all, this was the first time he had a formal fight with an immortal cultivator. Ye Wuhan did not dare to be careless at all. He raised his hand and faced the opponent's sword energy with the flying sword in his hand.
Bang!
Under the intersection of sword energy, Ye Wuhan flew backwards and outwards, and at the same time shouted: "Boy, if you have the ability, come out and fight."
Meeting a cultivator for the first time, Ye Wuhan also wanted to have a good fight with him. In addition, when fighting in a stone room, it would be inconvenient if the sword energy was too long, and it would be easy to hurt Long Meizi.
Furthermore, he wanted to ask the other party something, which would be inconvenient for Long Meizi to hear, so he wanted to lure the young man out of the stone room to prevent the other party from using Long Meizi to blackmail him, which would be a rat-proof weapon.
Ye Wuhan was knocked away with a sword. The young man thought he had the upper hand. How could he take him seriously? He chased him out from behind, but before he came out, he casually hit a restraint and controlled the dragon.