After three years of seclusion, he returned, handsome and invincible!

Ye Yuan was a little excited and immediately called Su Qingqing back.

"Where did this sword come from?"

He gets right to the point.

When Su Qingqing heard the master's excited tone, she smiled happily: "I knew you would like this gift. How about it? Does it suit your liking?"

"Yes, I like it."

Ye Yuan didn't want to talk nonsense and asked again: "Where did this sword come from?"

Su Qingqing heard the impatience in his tone and said hurriedly: "My sister and I attended an auction today and bought it at the auction. Master, is there anything wrong with this sword?"

"Pull out the sword and take a look. Is there a word 'Qiong' on the sword?"

"Yes."

Su Qingqing was a little confused and said: "Master, how did you know?"

In the photo she sent to Ye Yuan before, the sword was not unsheathed, and the word "Qiong" could not be seen at all.

"Because this sword once belonged to my mother."

Ye Yuan paused and then said: "You guys wait for me at home, I will be back tonight."

……

late at night.

Iron Fist Gate ruins.

On the ruins that had been swept away by Ye Yuan's bamboo sword, two white-haired old men looked solemnly and looked at the scene in front of them in shock.

They couldn't imagine what kind of power it was that destroyed the Iron Fist Sect like this.

"Brother, do you know what caused this?"

The old man in blue asked.

The old man in red shook his head: "This can never be caused by manpower. In my opinion, it should be some kind of modern weapon."

The old man in blue frowned and said: "You mean, the official took action and eradicated the Iron Fist Sect?"

"No, no, no, I didn't say that!"

The old man in red shook his head like a rattle: "Don't say this nonsense."

The old man in blue: "..."

He looked around and sighed helplessly: "It seems that our leader is destined not to reunite father and son!"

"You're talking nonsense again, be careful I'm going to report you."

The old man in red rolled his eyes at him.

The old man in blue shrugged and smiled helplessly.

Both of them are elders of the Wuying Sect, a famous martial arts sect in Nanchu Province. They came to the Iron Fist Sect this time under the orders of the leader Cai Jingge to find his long-lost son.

After some investigation, the two got accurate information.

There is a 90.00% chance that the leader of the Iron Fist Sect, Xu Kun, is the son of their leader, Cai Jige, who is living abroad.

So, the two of them rushed to the Iron Fist Gate immediately.

Unexpectedly, I came with high expectations and saw this scene in front of me...

"Senior brother, this seems to be Xu Kun..."

The old man in red pointed at the half-recognizable corpse on the ground and took out the Iron Fist Sect's head token from his body.

The old man in blue twitched the corner of his mouth.

Looking at the half corpse in front of him, he wondered: "Does this...need to be taken back to the leader?"

"..."

The old man in red was speechless for a moment and said, "If I take this back, will the leader be angry to death?"

"Hard to say."

The old man in blue said: "If you are so angry, I will recommend you to be the leader, what do you think?"

"No matter how good or bad I am, you should be my senior brother."

"Really?"

"Seriously!"

"Okay, then I'll be disrespectful."

……

early morning.

Su Qingqing was still sleeping, dreaming that she had grown to 1.7 meters tall and her breasts had grown to a C cup, when a knock on the door woke her up.

He reached out and touched his still flat chest, looked at the door and shouted: "The door is unlocked."

Then he got up depressed and was about to complain about what his sister was doing with him so early in the morning, when he discovered that the person pushing the door in was actually Ye Yuan.

"Master, when did you come back?"

She jumped out of bed with a look of surprise on her face.

"No, I just got home! Please wash up quickly and take me to the auction house later." Ye Yuan said.

"Okay, no problem!"

Su Qingqing agreed wholeheartedly.

Ever since the morning before yesterday, when she successfully scared away Wang Du and finally rescued Lu Meng with the amulet given by Ye Yuan, Ye Yuan's position in her heart has risen to a god-like level.

After washing up quickly, the two of them went out together.

Unexpectedly, an old woman with white hair walked towards the door. She was holding a fierce sword with cold light and murderous intent in her eyes.

"Old witch, how dare you come to my house?!"

When Su Qingqing saw that it was Wang Du, she was immediately furious.

The last time she found Lu Meng, her best friend had already had her legs broken. If she hadn't been sent to the hospital in time, her legs might not have been saved.

Now that she saw the culprit appearing again, how could she not be angry?

A sneer appeared on Wang Du's face, he glanced at the fierce sword in his hand, and said: "You have your amulet, and I have my cold light sword; today, I will definitely take you little bitch back to refine the medicine!"

"The sword is a good sword, but it's a pity that you can't break her amulet."

Ye Yuan shook his head.

Wang Du's face suddenly darkened, he glared at Ye Yuan and shouted: "You brat, where did you come from?"

"Old witch, please be more polite when you speak!"

Su Qingqing looked at the amulet ring on her finger, raised her fist and wanted to rush forward.

However, he was held back by Ye Yuan.

Although the power of the amulet is enough to fight against this old witch, every time it is used, Yu Zhong's power will be reduced a bit.

When she runs out of energy, she will have to replenish her energy...

"My master is here, there is no need for you to take action."

Ye Yuan pointed at the Cold Light Sword in Wang Du's hand, smiled at Su Qingqing and said, "This sword looks soft yet strong, with a sharp edge. It suits you very well. How about giving it to you?"

"Thank you Master!"

Su Qingqing nodded repeatedly, smiling so hard that her eyes narrowed.

When Wang Du heard this, he was so angry that his lungs almost exploded, and he said angrily: "Ignorant boy, how dare you despise me like this? Even if I kill you today, you will be the one to blame!"

"bring it on!"

Ye Yuan waved.

Wang Du shouted angrily, raised his sword and stabbed Ye Yuan in the chest.

Although she had heard Su Qingqing calling Ye Yuan master, she felt that the amulet was definitely not made by him.

After all, Ye Yuan is too young.

Even if he started practicing from his mother's womb, how much cultivation would he have achieved?

"Today, I will let you understand that I, the Seven Poison Witch, have been in the world for so many years, and I am definitely not in vain!"

Her whole body was boiling with murderous aura, and she had already pushed her skills to the extreme.

however!

When the edge of her sword approached half a foot in front of Ye Yuan, his whole body suddenly seemed to be frozen, and he was directly imprisoned in the air, unable to move.

How could this be?

Wang Du was so horrified that he couldn't even speak.

She tried desperately to struggle, but she couldn't move at all.

It wasn't until this moment that she truly felt how terrifying Ye Yuan's cultivation was!

Is it...

Was the amulet on Su Qingqing really made by him?