"Kneel down?" Ye Qiu laughed. "Who do you think you are?"
"Bold."
One of the grandmasters beside Yan Wudao immediately shouted, "To see the Crown Prince is to see the King of Zhongbei. How dare you be so disrespectful? Do you want to be an enemy of the King of Zhongbei?"
"The son of the King of Zhongbei has come to help the Prefect of Qianzhou. It seems that the mastermind behind what happened back then was the King of Zhongbei. Was the Eight Desolations Map sent to Zhongbei?"
Ye Qiu stared sharply at Yan Wudao.
Yan Wudao remained unfazed: "You're overthinking it. We were unaware of what happened back then. We only helped Chu Tianxiong because he was a dog of my Zhongbei Prince's Mansion. Even if my dog does something wrong, only the master can discipline him. It's not your place."
Ye Qiu naturally didn't believe this.
Even if the King of Zhongbei wasn't the mastermind, he was definitely involved and played an important role; this is certainly a new clue.
At the same time, Ye Qiu was also somewhat surprised.
The fact that a single map of the Eight Desolations could attract the participation of so many powerful forces demonstrates just how astonishing the secrets within it truly are.
Seeing that Ye Qiu remained silent, Yan Wudao assumed that Ye Qiu had backed down and immediately said disdainfully, "No matter how powerful your martial arts are, you are nothing in front of the Zhongbei Prince's Mansion. If you are a smart person, you should surrender to me. I will forgive your past grievances and take you as my follower. As long as you act like a good dog, I guarantee that you will enjoy endless wealth and honor for the rest of your life."
"Your father, the King of Zhongbei, isn't even worthy to be my dog, let alone a spoiled brat like you swaggering around here," Ye Qiu said coldly.
"Boy, watch your words, or I'll make sure you're bleeding profusely," the master beside Yan Wudao immediately reprimanded.
Ye Qiu shook his head and said disdainfully, "You two old dogs, do you even deserve to speak?"
"Arrogant little beast, today I will teach you that a grandmaster cannot be insulted. Today, I will send you on your way."
"Elder Zhou, this man is so arrogant and utterly foolish. I don't want to talk to him anymore. You should finish this quickly, as I need to see someone important," Yan Wudao said angrily, his face dark.
"yes."
The black-robed elder standing to Yan Wudao's right immediately attacked, clenching his fist and slamming it towards Ye Qiu with immense true energy and overwhelming force.
"Bajiquan?"
Ye Qiu raised an eyebrow and thrust out a palm to meet the black-robed old man's fist.
With a loud bang, the old man in black robes suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling as if he had been hit by a monstrous wave. He was sent flying backward, and after struggling for a moment upon landing, he died instantly.
Yan Wudao and the only remaining grandmaster on the left both had their expressions change drastically.
Immediately afterward, the Grandmaster on the left rushed to Zhou Lao's side to check on him. After checking and finding that Zhou Lao was no longer breathing, the Grandmaster gasped and said in a deep voice, "Young Master, he's dead."
Upon hearing this, Yan Wudao was furious and at the same time utterly shocked.
Just how powerful was Ye Qiu, who could kill a grandmaster with a single palm strike?
No matter how powerful Ye Qiu was, Yan Wudao was not afraid, because behind him stood the King of Zhongbei, who commanded an army of 500,000.
"Old Sun, it must have been Old Zhou who was careless just now. Be careful and give it your all."
Yan Wudao clenched his fists and shouted.
Upon hearing this, the remaining grandmaster-level figures understood Yan Wudao's intentions.
However, he did not want to face Ye Qiu alone, so he immediately said, "Young Master, please let those seven Grand Martial Masters join me in the attack."
“Alright.” Yan Wudao nodded: “Seven Grandmasters plus one Grandmaster-level figure, I refuse to believe we can’t kill you, Ye Qiu.”
Ye Qiu sneered, said nothing, and immediately took action.
call out.
Ye Qiu's figure rushed out at lightning speed, leaving behind a series of afterimages.
This is the Immortal Shadow Step, where the true form and the afterimage intertwine, making it elusive and difficult to find.
Puff puff puff...
In the blink of an eye, the seven martial arts masters fell one after another.
"Old Sun, hurry, make a move!"
Yan Wudao retreated while shouting in extreme tension.
Without hesitation, Old Sun rushed toward Ye Qiu.
But as soon as Elder Sun rushed out, all seven Grand Martial Masters had already been killed.
Old Sun's expression changed, realizing the situation was dire. He had kicked a hornet's nest today, and for a moment, he wanted to turn around and take Yan Wudao away.
But before Old Master Sun could react, a blur flashed by.
Old Sun's expression changed drastically, and he quickly raised his palm in a panic.
But Ye Qiu's move wouldn't give him any chance.
With a snap, Ye Qiu used his palm as a knife to cut into Old Sun's throat.
Old Sun couldn't even utter a scream before he died on the spot.
Thus, yet another martial arts master fell, instantly killed.
Yan Wudao, Chu Tianxiong, and the others were stunned, their faces pale and incredulous.
Those are two grandmasters and seven great martial artists; such a force is enough to move freely among an army of 100,000.
But in front of Ye Qiu, they were so vulnerable, all of them were instantly killed, without any power to fight back.
Ye Qiu clapped his hands and looked at Yan Wudao: "A grandmaster is nothing more than this."
"Who...who exactly are you?"
Yan Wudao finally panicked. He dared not be careless again at someone who could instantly kill a grandmaster.
Do you want to live?
Ye Qiu approached Yan Wudao.
Yan Wudao instinctively stepped back: "You...you mustn't do anything rash. If you kill me, the 500,000-strong army of the Zhongbei Prince's Mansion will surely make you die without a burial place."
*Smack*
Ye Qiu raised his hand and slapped Yan Wudao hard across the left cheek.
Yan Wudao screamed in agony as two of his teeth were knocked out and half of his face became red and swollen.
"Your presence at the prefectural governor's residence must mean you know something that happened five years ago. Tell me, and you may live."
Ye Qiu said coldly.
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