My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 79 Lonely City
Taoist Priest Li with a goatee lived not far away, and he could sense the people from those sects approaching.

His expression hesitated for just a moment, then calmed down and he meditated quietly.

"Why did the prefect have to cause such trouble? It's really strange... But the prefect has been acting a little strange lately."

"It doesn't matter, that kid has a backup plan..."

The burly man was standing on the eaves of a house not far away, shouting loudly.

Rich blood and energy were surging from his body. He was obviously a body cultivator, even better than Xu Fang.

A body-refining practitioner in the third realm.

The man with a gloomy face stood not far from him. Although he came here with the other party, he did not look up at this moment.

An extremely beautiful woman stood closely behind the man. If she walked on the street, she would surely attract a lot of people's attention.

The relationship between the man and the woman seems to be very close.

But if you look closely, you will find that the woman's face is pale and she seems lifeless.

"It is said that the Tang Sect has always liked to refine wives as puppets, and sacrifice their wives when they are in doubt. I have never known whether it is true or not. Young Master Tang Sanshisan, I am meeting you today. Can you help me solve this puzzle?"

A figure appeared silently beside the gloomy man. The figure was illusory, but gradually became solid.

The figure was dressed in a black robe, and his illusory body was like a ghost.

The gloomy man known as Young Master Tang Sanshisan raised his head and glanced, then retracted his gaze and spoke coldly.

"Don't compare me with the three old ancestors. There is no woman I like in the world, so I will create a woman I like. What's the problem?"

"When I break through the middle three realms, I will give birth to her soul, and she will be no different from an ordinary person from now on."

The man in black robe seemed to have a good relationship with Tang Sanshisan and was smiling and joking at the moment.

"It's not that there are no women you like in the world, but that there are no women who like you..."

Real damage is always the most real damage. Tang Sanshisan was silent for a while and said disdainfully.

"How could I be interested in such a mediocre woman in the world?"

"Your words... are just like the fact that Tang Sect disciples never use poison. They are not convincing at all."

"It is true that Tang Sect disciples never use poison." Tang Sanshisan said coldly.

The man in black robe looked at him with disdain.

"Forget it, let's talk business. The news from the Dao Sect spreads very fast. If they hadn't provided the information, there would probably be a lot of people waiting in Tianlan City."

"But Brother Tang, you said, that is called..."

The man in black robe paused, moved his ears, listened to the shouting of the burly man next to him, and then confirmed what he was saying before continuing.

"Is that Ye Wuyou worth so many people going to war for?"

Tang Sanshisan closed his eyes and said, "Didn't you hear the shouting from the side? Why did you have to add such a long suffix in front of it?

He is not worthy. It doesn’t matter if he is Ye Wuyou, Ye Wuqian, or Ye Wupiao. However, the identity of the only successor of the Great Yan State Master is very worthy. "

"In today's sects, among all the disciples whose bloodline is still preserved, how many of them have lost their parents and relatives at the hands of Lord Lu..."

The man in black robe had no choice but to sit down and speak in a leisurely tone.

“This is a blood debt.”

"But there are still many people who haven't figured it out and think this is just an opportunity to become famous." Tang Sanshisan looked at the burly man who was shouting.

"Is it worth it? Aren't you afraid of retaliation later?" The man in black robe laughed.

"Such a meaningless question. All the sects that were afraid of retaliation have already died. After all, there is only one Lu Qingshan in the world."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Sanshisan opened his eyes and looked down almost at the same time as the black-robed man beside him.

The man who was shouting was a little slow before looking down.

"he came."

……

Ye Wuyou walked out of the room slowly, then slowly closed the wooden door.

A talisman was handed to them through the crack in the door, along with the voice of Bai Changzai.

"Brother Ye, the fourth realm attack talisman."

Ye Wuyou took it with a slight smile and did not refuse.

He refused Bai Changzai's help because it had nothing to do with the other party.

The sect's target is only him.

If Bai Changzai helped him and made enemies with the sect here, it would only implicate the other party.

In the empty night, a man with a knife walked slowly forward in the courtyard.

The burly man who was shouting finally stopped. He crossed his arms over his chest, stood straight, and thought he had struck a very good posture.

He then looked at Ye Wuyou and said coldly, "Are you Ye Wuyou, the successor of Great Yan State Master Lu Qingshan?"

[I am your father. This warrior with a head full of muscles is extremely vulgar...]

"I'm your grandfather!" Ye Wuyou blurted out.

The narrator stopped talking.

The burly man was stunned for a moment, and then he became visibly furious.

"Well, well, well, one in the second realm, one in the second realm, worthy of being the successor of Great Yan State Master Lu Qingshan, he is indeed arrogant."

On the contrary, after hearing his words, Ye Wuyou was silent for a while.

He raised his head, looked at the burly man with an angry face, and said very seriously.

"Your idea...I suggest you leave immediately."

"Stop talking nonsense. If you kneel down and kowtow and admit defeat now, I might consider letting you go."

The burly man had a sarcastic look on his face, and his words were still full of contempt.

He is only in the second realm. I am in the third realm. As long as I defeat him, I will have defeated the successor of the Great Yan State Master!

Ye Wuyou nodded, as if he was not hesitating about anything, and walked forward.

So the burly man stood on the eaves and watched Ye Wuyou walk towards him step by step.

Ye Wuyou raised his head, looked at the burly man, and pointed to the eaves on the other side.

"I want to go up."

"Okay." The burly man responded, eager to fight.

This scene was seen by many people.

Young Master Tang Sanshisan, who was not far away, frowned, and the man in black robe sneered directly.

"What's the point? Are you still thinking about the fair duel in the chivalrous novels? Standing on the eaves to duel so that more people can see your skills?"

"It's normal for a martial artist to be brainless, but how did that guy become that person's apprentice with such an IQ..."

They don't understand.

Ye Wuyou flew onto the eaves.

It was already late at night, Fancheng was quiet and the surroundings were extremely dark.

Fortunately, the moonlight was bright and the wind was gentle, blowing away a few dark clouds.

There are countless eyes watching in the dark.

They did not make a move, or perhaps they were waiting for the opportunity to make a move.

The prefect's mansion was luxurious after all. The two figures standing on either side of the highest eaves gave it a feeling similar to that in a storybook.

"Ye Wuyou, are you ready..."

Ye Wuyou interrupted gently.

"At this moment, you can call me Ye Gucheng."

"what?"

That's it.

The burly man was of course puzzled, and Ye Wuyou also put away his slightly agitated emotions.

There are many people coveting him, and it is unrealistic to kill all of them.

It would take three days and three nights to have tens of thousands of pigs standing there for him to chop.

Not to mention people.

Ye Wuyou couldn't do it either.

Ye Wuyou’s idea was to make them never dare to covet him again.

The burly man was a cultivator after all. At the moment, he was influenced by the atmosphere of the scene, and his heart was filled with heroic spirit and his desire to fight was even stronger.

"Ye Wuyou, come and fight!"

He stepped on the eaves, and bricks and tiles flew everywhere.

In response to him, Ye Wuyou said something that was ordinary but spread far and wide.

"Go down."

An extremely intense tearing pain came through the burly man's brain.

He didn't even have time to think about why it happened. He was just confused as to why it hurt and why the other party didn't move.

Then, his eyes went dark.

(End of this chapter)