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Volume 2: Across the World Chapter 139: Cartilage

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    Li Ruoshui is going crazy.

    Under the false charity, there is an extremely insidious and cunning heart. At this moment, he can no longer suppress his true nature.

    Ye Feng's indifference made Li Ruoshui even more furious. He looked at Zheng Miao and Zheng Lei with raised eyebrows, and suddenly shouted: "Zheng Miao!"

    Ye Feng became solemn.

    Zheng Miao and Zheng Lei are among the top two core disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect, and their cultivation has reached the late Saint level.  In a fight with the two of them, does Nie Dingbei, who is both at the late Saint level, have any chance of winning?

    At this moment, Ye Feng and Li Ruoshui have become the focus of everyone's attention. The one who retreats will become the laughing stock and will no longer be able to gain a foothold in the north of Canghong.  Although Ye Feng was worried about his brothers, the situation forced him to let Nie Dingbei fight with one of the two.  He looked at Nie Dingbei on the ring, his eyes full of trust - as early as when he was starting the business, Ye Feng had told Li Mubai that he believed in everyone under his command.  At this moment, he proved his original words with practical actions.

    Nie Dingbei slowly clenched his fists, his eyes were resolute, and his expression was extremely solemn.

    Killing the bald Aqiang and smashing the core disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect to pieces, he had never shown such seriousness in the two battles.  At this moment, the killing momentum of the peak expert was naturally released, making everyone in the venue hold their breath.

    Everyone believes that a peak showdown between the most advanced warriors is about to break out.

    But what happened next shocked everyone.

    I saw Zheng Miao holding a simple sword and replied lukewarmly: "Not interested."

    "What did you say?" Li Ruoshui was furious, "The Ba Fist Sect has bullied you right to the doorstep. As an elite disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect, how dare you abandon the sect and ignore it!"

    "I'm sorry." Zheng Miao said coldly, "I think you misunderstood. We brothers have never regarded ourselves as disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect. We are just the servants of the master. We were before, are now, and will be the same in the future."

    Li Ruoshui said with a stern face: "Eldest brother is dead."

    "Yes, so we are also dead."

    "You" Li Ruoshui was disgraced and furious, "Don't forget, the Ancient Sword Sect is my eldest brother's heart. If the Ancient Sword Sect is defeated, my eldest brother will not feel at ease in heaven."

    "Who is uneasy?"

    After saying that, Zheng Miao waved and walked towards Ye Feng with her silly brother.

    Nie Dingnan, Nie Dingdong and others became wary and immediately took a step forward to protect Ye Feng behind them.

    Zheng Miao paused, looked at Zeng Yi, bowed slightly, and said: "Disciple Zheng Miao, see the sect master!"

    As he said that, he frowned and glanced at Zheng Lei.  Zheng Lei made a sound, hurriedly covered his body with fat, saluted like a cat and a tiger, and said: "Brother asked me to pay my respects, so I, Zheng Lei, will pay my respects to the sect leader."

    Zeng Yi¡¯s face was filled with astonishment: ¡°You guys¡­¡±

    Li Ruoshui shouted angrily: "Zheng Miao, Zheng Lei, do you want to rebel?"

    Zheng Miao turned to the field and said loudly: "Before the master passed away, he met three people. The first person was his younger brother, the great elder Li Ruoshui, who told Li Ruoshui to put away his ambitions and try his best to assist the next sect leader. The second person  It was Zeng Yi who entrusted me with the power of the Ancient Sword Sect before his death. The third person was me, Zheng Miao. He appointed me as the second master the current sect leader of the Ancient Sword Sect, Zeng Yi.  "

    Li Ruoshui said in a deep voice: "Zheng Miao, I am the leader of the Ancient Sword Sect!"

    "No, you are not." Zheng Miao said coldly, "There is only one reason why I have not recognized the new master for a long time - the master believes that you will not give up your ambition, let me see what you are going to do. You  I've seen the trick with Qiu Yue, and the reason why I didn't say anything was just to wait for the right time and the right occasion."

    "Now, I've waited."

    Hearing this, Li Ruoshui slumped down and sat back on the throne, his face ashen as death.

    Zheng Miao looked at Zeng Yi again, bowed slightly, and said: "The farce is over, please master, please take back the power."

    Zeng Yi looked solemn and did not answer for a long time.

    The scene was in an uproar, with everyone whispering and talking, and there was a lot of disdain in their words.

    This sectarian martial arts competition is really a farce caused by Li Ruoshui. His original intention was to demonstrate the strength of the sect and show off the majesty of his sect leader.  But before the martial arts competition started, he was led by Ye Feng. Until now, the situation was finally completely out of his control.  This old fox shot himself in the foot by lifting a rock, so he suffered the consequences.

    Ye Feng couldn't help but want to laugh.

    He actually laughed.

    Li Ruoshui stared at Ye Feng fiercely, with a look of venom as if he was resenting a woman.

    For him, Ye Feng is the culprit of this chaotic situation.

    Without Ye Feng, his ancient sword?The throne of the sect leader can be sat firmly.

    Without Ye Feng, the disciples from the small sect below, who were talking a lot and looking contemptuous, should be respectful.

    Damn it!

    Damn it!

    The old fox was so angry that he picked up the tea cup and threw it at Ye Feng.

    Bang!

    Nie Dingnan roared out, punching the teacup into pieces in the air. A fragment of the teacup shot back like a bullet, passing by Li Ruoshui's cheek, leaving a bloody mark on his twisted face.

    "I kill you!"

    Li Ruoshui roared wildly, crushed the high platform, and pounced down.

    "Are you too anxious to jump over the wall?" A smile appeared on Ye Feng's lips.

    Four people moved at the same time.

    Zheng Miao, Zheng Lei, Nie Dingnan, Nie Dingdong, the four late-stage holy warriors' joint attack was extraordinary. A strong wind suddenly blew on the scene, and five phantoms collided together in the air.

    Boom!

    There was a roar of explosion, and a wave of scorching red energy exploded in the air, sweeping away layers and spreading hundreds of feet.

    The four people retreated sharply. Zheng Lei's fat body crashed into the ground. Zheng Miao, Nie Dingnan, and Nie Dingdong supported the ground with one hand, jumped back, and took dozens of steps back.

    ?Looking at Li Ruoshui again, he was thrown up high and fell hundreds of feet away. He was covered in blood and his hair was disheveled, like a mad dog.

    Everything happened only between lightning and flint. Ye Feng's pupils shrank inward and said in a deep voice: "Fire fairy treasure!"

    The scorching red energy fluctuation is exactly one of the attack methods of the Fire Immortal Treasure.  Among the four, Zheng Lei, who rushed forward, was the most seriously injured. His clothes were almost burned, and his belly and arms were scorched black.

    Zheng Miao roared sadly, threw herself in front of Zheng Lei, and asked urgently: "Brother, how are you?"

    "It's okay, I'm thick and won't die." Zheng Lei stood up, shaking his fat body, and kept wrinkling his nose, "Butit smells so good. Brother, I'm hungry."

    "Kill this old dog, and my brother will take you to eat." Seeing that his brother was injured, Zheng Miao looked extremely anxious and fierce.

    Ren Zixin hurriedly took a few steps forward and handed over a healing pill.

    Zheng Miao did not refuse, took it and fed it to Zheng Lei.

    Zheng Lei was shocked: "Brother, what is this? It's a bit bitter, and it's so small that it can't fill its stomach. Hey, where is the old dog? Let's beat it again."

    As he said that, he looked at Li Ruoshui.

    The four people gathered together again, and Nie Dingxi also flew down from the ring, forming a flanking attack with the four people.

    Hundreds of feet away, Li Ruoshui's hair was disheveled, like an evil ghost.  Just now, he had forced Nie Dingdong and others back with the help of the second-level fire immortal treasure given by Lan Bo.  But the joint attack by the four late-stage saint-level warriors was no small matter, and the injuries he suffered were much more serious than Zheng Lei's.

    The blood vessels burst and he was covered in blood.

    At this time, Li Ruoshui was already a trapped beast in a cage. Life and death depended only on Ye Feng's thoughts.

    Ye Feng put his hands behind his back, walked slowly in front of everyone, and asked in a cold voice: "Li Ruoshui, where did this fairy treasure of yours come from?"

    "Fuck your mother." Li Ruoshui yelled.

    Ye Feng snorted coldly: "Hey, the Smiling Tiger can actually curse people, I'm really impressed. Let me ask you again, where did this fairy treasure of yours come from?"

    As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, the late-stage five saint-level warriors looked calm and murderous, and began to slowly approach Li Ruoshui.

    The atmosphere suddenly became thick, depressing, and chilling.

    The air seemed to have solidified.

    Li Ruoshui was obviously panicked.

    At the last moment of life and death, he revealed his true nature.

    But with a plop, he knelt down on his knees, his face no longer filled with ruthlessness, but only fear and panic.

    Ye Feng frowned.

    The five powerful men also slowly stopped, showing contempt.

    There was an uproar on the sidelines.

    The ancient sect leaders of the ancient sword sect are all tough-minded men. Even if they know that they will die, they will not frown.

    ¡° However, Li Ruoshui knelt down.

    He really knelt down, kneeling in front of Ye Feng in front of hundreds of sects in the north of Canghong.

    His personal followers, the dozens of elite disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect, were slowly gathering together, wanting to compete with Ye Feng and others.  As soon as this scene appeared, they were stunned and all the swords in their hands fell to the ground with a clanking sound.
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