The jade-faced scholar never imagined that he would fall to the point where he is today, in the past, he was an invincible opponent in China, admired by countless people, and a god-like figure who stood high above, but today, this great god, in front of Ye Fei, showed a little timidity.

"What else do you want?"

The jade-faced scholar glared at Ye Fei and asked angrily.

"It's not good, as long as you confess the person behind you, I maybe, I can consider letting you live, otherwise, your fate today will be as miserable as your precious apprentice."

Ye Fei said unhurriedly, holding the three-edged military thorn that shone with a strange red light in the moonlight.

Two steps closer.

These two steps put great pressure on the jade-faced scholar and his disciples, making their breathing become embarrassed.

I felt an invisible oppression, this sense of oppression, even frightened, the shadow of death, enveloped everyone, making everyone change their faces at this moment.

"This person, I can't say."

The jade-faced scholar is arrogant, even if his life is in danger, he will keep secrets, and he can't say that he sold his master for a little favor, right? If it spreads out like this, his reputation will be ruined.

As he shook his head and refused, the atmosphere of the whole scene became even more depressing.

Several disciples behind the jade-faced scholar all stared at Ye Fei with a frightened look.

I was afraid that Ye Fei would go berserk and kill all of them without leaving them behind.

There were a couple of weak-willed guys, and their bodies began to tremble.

"Master, promise him, will you? Otherwise, we're afraid we're really going to be in trouble?" A woman's weak voice was faint in her ears, so that the jade-faced scholar couldn't help but tremble, and immediately turned her head and glared at her.

"Xiaorou, are you scared too?"

"Master, we shouldn't have been involved in this overall situation of life and death for that little money, if it weren't for this incident, we would still be able to live a free and easy life with the world, didn't you say that you wouldn't get involved in the red dust again? How did you say that it doesn't count? ”

Jin Yuerou is the youngest disciple of the jade-faced scholar and the only female disciple, she is usually pampered, and her skills are not high, but she understands his mind very well.

has always been his most doting disciple.

"No quarrel with the world! Hehe, it seems that I overestimate myself, even if I am an identity like me, I have lived in this world for a hundred years, and I still can't resist all kinds of temptations in that world, and I have fallen to this point, which can be regarded as the reincarnation of fate. If you don't complain about the sky or the earth, you blame yourself for being too greedy. ”

The jade-faced scholar began a deep repentance at this time.

"Unfortunately, it was too late." The jade-faced scholar shook his head.

"Hehe, it looks like you're still lucky."

Ye Fei took a step forward and said that for people who don't know practice, Fist has the most right to speak.

"Do you really want to fight again?"

Jade Mianshu held his chest with his hands, blood was constantly gushing out, although he pointed at the nearby acupuncture points to stop the bleeding, but it still had little effect, if he persisted, even if Ye Fei didn't make a move, he would die of excessive blood loss.

Jin Yuerou ran over and blocked in front of the jade-faced scholar.

"Don't kill him, I'm telling you, it's the Dark Family who made us do this."

Jin Yuerou said at a very fast speed while supporting the jade-faced scholar.

"Let's go." Ye Fei dodged the way.

The jade-faced scholar glanced at him and quickly left the scene surrounded by several disciples.

used to be the No. 1 martial arts master in China, but he was defeated without face.

The jade-faced scholar sighed and glanced back, quite a feeling of heroic twilight.

"Ye Fei, he is old and injured, and he will definitely come to you to compete again."

It can be said that this battle is the most wretched battle lost by the jade-faced scholar, and naturally he will not be convinced.

"Okay, I'm waiting for you."

Ye Fei clenched his fists.

watched the jade-faced scholar and his entourage leave slowly.

In the darkness, two blurred figures flashed.

Call......

A light breeze blows.

The next moment, those two figures quietly disappeared into the night.

"It seems that this kid's strength far exceeds our estimates. Even the jade-faced scholar was defeated. ”

In the darkness, the man in black who fused with the darkness said with an ugly face.

"Gege...... It seems that we need to make a move. Otherwise, the rest of these people would not have caused him too much trouble. ”

A gentle female voice sounds exceptionally beautiful.

Unlike the utterly indifferent voice, there was a feminine flavor in the woman's voice.

"What are you going to do with this old fellow?"

"I want to kill him."

The young man's eyes were full of murder.

Eerie road.

"No, the Jade Face Book is famous early, he is not an ordinary person, once he is killed, it will cause a sensation across the country, this time, let's spare him for the time being."

The woman's voice was a little soft-hearted.

"No, the people he brought must be slaughtered without a single remnant." The young man's gaze became resolute and cold.

"Why? Brother, they are our friends. ”

The woman said puzzled.

"Because they betrayed our dark family, our family's way of treating traitors is to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots."

"Are you sure you want to do that?"

"Yes, I've decided."

"Okay then."

The girl's voice said helplessly.

This man is Duanmu Feng, the young master of the dark family, and this girl is Duanmu Wu. It's his own sister.

Originally, this time, the Dark Family sent them to inquire about Jiang Qingxue's so-called high-tech, but Jiang Qingxue rejected their proposal to invest in the purchase, leaving them with no affection at all, but in this way, it really made Young Master Duanmu's face a little unbearable.

So, I had to do it myself.

After speaking, the two figures quickly disappeared one after the other.

At this time, the injured jade-faced scholar was walking forward with difficulty, accompanied by several disciples.

"Ahem, cough ......" After a violent cough, a large amount of blood gushed out from the wound of the jade-faced scholar, and the whole body was weak, and he could barely stand.

"Wow......" opened his mouth, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out, dyeing the snow-white robe a dark red.

A strong smell of blood spread in all directions, taking the accompanying disciples aback.

"Master, how are you?" Several disciples hurriedly ran over and supported the jade-faced scholar.

Helped him to the side and sat down on a large bluestone to rest.

"I'm fine...... I want to regulate my internal strength and heal myself, and during this time, you will protect the Dharma for me. ”

The jade-faced scholar knew that his injuries this time were extremely serious, so he didn't dare to be reckless. This is the only way to temporarily slow down.

(End of chapter)