Supreme Martial Artist

The people of Haotian Gang couldn't even escape, let alone resist! In just a short moment, most of them were killed or injured! The brilliant green color was extremely dazzling and flickered continuously! After a long while, the sword light dissipated, leaving a ten-meter-long and half-meter-deep sword mark on the ground! More than a hundred members of Haotian Gang died on the spot, and none of them survived! Broken limbs and flesh were everywhere on the ground, and blood flowed like a river.

Ye Xinghe held the Divine Thunder Flowing Fire Sword and glanced around coldly.

He said coldly: "I am arrogant, and I have the capital to be arrogant!"

"You want to kill me, but you are not worthy!"

After that, he shook the long sword in his hand and sheathed it.

"Brother Qingnu, let's go!"

Ye Xinghe called out and strode through the sea of ​​blood and corpses.

Under the feet of the two people, sticky blood splashed everywhere, but they couldn't get close at all.

Two figures stepped on the blood and left! At this time, the people watching on the roadside suddenly came to their senses and exclaimed.

"That young man is so terrifying, he killed hundreds of people with one sword!"

"Hush! Keep your voice down, he is a disciple of Beidou Sword Sect, we can't afford to offend him!"

"I heard his name yesterday, Beidou Sword Sect, Ye Xinghe."

"This young man must be a rising star of Beidou Sword Sect!"

Everyone looked at Ye Xinghe's back, with awe and envy in their eyes.

Such a strong man is very attractive! But Ye Xinghe didn't care about this little thing, and went forward with Qingnu.

Half a minute later, the two came to the square of Xianyang City.

The square is quite large, with more than ten flying boats parked on it.

Ye Xinghe looked up suddenly and slowly exhaled: "Brother Qingnu, we are here."

This square belongs to the largest flying boat business in Xianyang City, Baili Business.

Under the flying boat, people flowed in an endless stream, slowly boarding the flying boat.

Qingnu nodded, looked around, and pointed at a flying boat.

This flying boat is very tall, with five floors on it, which can accommodate thousands of people.

"Junior Brother Ye, we can take this flying boat to Qingxuan City."

Ye Xinghe agreed, and the two boarded the flying boat.

As soon as the two boarded the airship, a blue-shirted servant came forward.

The blue-shirted servant smiled and said, "Sir, what kind of cabin do you want to buy?"

Before Ye Xinghe said anything, Qingnu said, "A normal cabin will do."

When the blue-shirted servant saw Qingnu, his brows frowned slightly.

The word "slave" on Qingnu's face made the servant think he was a slave.

The status of slaves is very low, even the servants look down on them.

The blue-shirted servant immediately snorted, "You are just a slave, what are you talking about!"

"Your master hasn't spoken yet, what are you talking about, get out of here!"

Qingnu's face suddenly changed, and he was very embarrassed.

Ye Xinghe's face suddenly turned cold, and he shouted, "How can you talk like that, little servant!"

"This is my senior brother, not a slave!"

The blue-shirted servant immediately showed disdain and laughed, "A slave is your senior brother, what sect are you from?"

"Isn't it a lowly sect composed of slaves?"

The people around laughed when they heard this.

At this time, the blue-shirted servant was even more proud, and waved his hand and shouted, "Slave, get off the boat quickly!"

"My Baili Business does not carry slaves!"

The green slave's face was pale, clenched his fists, and remained silent.

This matter has always been a concern for him, but he could not refute it.

Seeing this, Ye Xinghe's anger rose in his heart.

He smiled coldly: "You dog, you really look down on people!"

"Take a good look at what this is!"

After that, he flipped his palm and threw out a jade card! Bang! The jade card, with a sound of breaking through the air, hit the blue-shirted servant's face hard.

"Ouch! My face!" The blue-shirted servant cried out in pain, his cheeks reddened by the jade token. He was about to curse, but was stopped by a servant beside him. The servant pointed at the jade token with a look of horror on his face: "You, look!" "The four characters Beidou Sword Sect are engraved on the jade token!" The blue-shirted servant heard this, his face suddenly changed, and he looked down suddenly. He saw that the jade token was lying quietly on the ground, with four big characters Beidou Sword Sect engraved on it! This is the identity card of the Beidou Sword Sect disciples! "You are a disciple of Beidou Sword Sect!" The blue-shirted servant suddenly looked up, full of horror, and looked at Ye Xinghe. Ye Xinghe stood with his arms folded, smiling and said: "Could it be that someone dares to pretend to be a disciple of Beidou Sword Sect?" The blue-shirted servant heard this, his legs became weak, staggered twice, and almost fell. He hurriedly picked up the jade token and walked quickly to Ye Xinghe. He lowered his head, his hands trembling, and handed over the jade card.

"Sir, I was blind and didn't recognize the great man!"

"Please forgive me!"

As he spoke, his body trembled more and more, like a sieve! This guy was obviously scared! Ye Xinghe took the jade card and snorted coldly: "Whether I can forgive you depends on my senior brother Qingnu!"

Hearing this, the servant turned his head and bowed to Qingnu.

"Sir, I was a dog-eyed person." But before he finished speaking, Ye Xinghe shouted coldly: "You apologize like this?"

"Kneel down!"

The words were sharp, and a trace of murderous aura came out.

The blue-shirted servant was so scared that his body trembled violently, and he knelt on the ground with a plop.

Dongdongdong! He kowtowed repeatedly, his voice trembling, and shouted: "Sir, I know I was wrong!"

"Please let me live!"

Qingnu sighed and said faintly: "Get up."

But the blue-shirted servant did not dare to get up, but his face was covered with cold sweat, and he secretly glanced at Ye Xinghe.

Ye Xinghe glanced at him coldly: "Get out!"

"Thank you two young masters for not killing me!"

The boy in blue shirt was relieved and crawled back.

At this time, a slightly fat middle-aged man wearing luxurious clothes strode forward.

His face was full of flattery and he bowed repeatedly.

"You two gentlemen, I am the steward of this airship."

"Just now, it was the villain's fault. I apologize to you!"

"Don't be angry, you two. I will take you to the bedroom right now."

Ye Xinghe looked indifferent and nodded slightly.

The middle-aged man in a gorgeous robe quickly bent down and stretched out his hand, leading the two of them to the pavilion.

When everyone onlookers saw this, they all showed fear on their faces.

"That boy just now was looking for death!"

"These two young masters are really magnanimous, and they are actually willing to let that young man live."

"No matter how generous they are, they cannot be provoked. After all, they are disciples of the Beidou Sword Sect."

Everyone looked at the backs of Ye Xinghe and the two of them, talking in low voices, with even more fear in their eyes.

At the same time, the middle-aged man in Hua Pao brought the two of them to Tianzi Room.

The gilt tables and chairs inside are filled with the faint aroma of sandalwood.

"You two gentlemen, this is our top-notch house in Baili Trading Company."

The middle-aged man in Chinese robes wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said cautiously: "You two are quite satisfied."

Ye Xinghe nodded, chuckled and said, "You know the current affairs."

"How many spiritual stones are there in this upper room?"

The middle-aged man in a gorgeous robe hurriedly waved his hand: "I don't want the spirit stone!"

"It's our Baili Trading Company's great honor that you two can stay here!"