Chapter 95 The knife is mine

"Hiss!"

The face of Qingshan Patriarch changed greatly.

This is, the Martial Emperor.

The Zhatian Gang is hiding so deeply, and there is a Martial Emperor.

Finally, the white-robed man cast his eyes over and asked indifferently: "The small Qingshan Sect actually dared to attack my Zhatian Gang, what a courage!"

The face of Qingshan Patriarch was gloomy, but he did not lose his sense of proportion. He raised his head and said: "I wonder who you are?"

"Ye Bei!"

The white-robed man said indifferently.

"Ye Bei?"

Qingshan Patriarch was suddenly shocked and remembered a legend in Nansha. Ten years ago, a genius master appeared out of nowhere and reached the realm of Martial King at the age of twenty, but just when he was rising to the sky, this person disappeared. Many people guessed that he died in a secret realm.

But unexpectedly, he joined the Zhatian Gang, and in ten years he became a martial emperor from a martial spirit.

Such talent. It's

simply terrifying!

"I didn't expect to meet you here." Qingshan Patriarch said in a deep voice: "But you know that three elders of your Zhatian Gang are doing bad things outside and offending people who shouldn't be offended."

"So what?"

Ye Bei said indifferently.

"You..." Qingshan Patriarch's face was ashen with anger, "So, it was you from the Zhatian Gang who instigated the three of them to offend the senior?"

"I don't know about their affairs." Ye Bei said indifferently.

"Okay, since your sect doesn't know about it, it will naturally not provoke a sect war between us." Qingshan Patriarch said in a deep voice: "But I need you to hand over those three people, I need to go back and report to that senior."

Hearing this, Ye Bei's eyes raised.

"You beat the bodies of three elders of my sect to pieces, and now you're coming here to demand someone back. You're so arrogant." Ye Bei said in a cold voice, "Aren't you considering how your Qingshan Sect is going to get out of this?"

The ancestor of Qingshan looked aggrieved and ugly, but he still said stubbornly, "Sir, this matter is not caused by our Qingshan Sect, but is related to another senior. I hope you can consider it seriously."

"No need to consider it, I will never hand over the person!" Ye Bei said indifferently, "Even if there is some senior who comes to demand someone back, let him get out of here."

"You..."

The ancestor of Qingshan said angrily, "Okay, okay, I hope you've weighed the consequences when you said this?"

"Are you threatening me?"

Ye Bei's face sank, and his hand, which was standing with his hands behind his back, suddenly appeared.

The next moment, a thick palm print in the sky grew larger and larger, like a force of heaven pressing down.

Under this pressure, the eighteen guardians beside Qingshan Patriarch could no longer stand and fell to the ground, and Zhu Yun in the formation also showed a look of deep worry.

"The Martial Emperor is indeed powerful!"

Qingshan Patriarch showed a solemn look on his face. He did not dare to be careless in the face of such a strong man. He immediately took out the kitchen knife in his hand and chopped the big palm that was pressing down from the sky.

"Swish!"

Under this knife, the sky glowed with dazzling light, and then the terrifying palm print was torn apart and turned into nothingness in mid-air.

"What?"

Seeing this, Ye Bei, whose face had always been calm, finally showed an incredible look on his face.

"A mere martial king can break my palm easily. You are not simple!" Ye Bei said with a cold expression on his face: "Give me that knife, and I can spare your lives."

"Hmph, impossible!"

Qingshan Patriarch showed a firm look on his face. This knife was given to him by Yi Feng. How could he hand it over?

"Not handing it over?"

"Then I will have to snatch it away."

Ye Bei's voice had just fallen, and the next moment, he was already in front of Qingshan Patriarch, and then chopped over with a palm.

This palm raised a formation of strong winds, and the air was almost distorted.

Qingshan Patriarch's face changed drastically, and he subconsciously chopped out with the kitchen knife in his hand.

"Huh?!"

A palm chopped on the kitchen knife, and Ye Bei's face changed drastically, and the whole person flew out backwards. Looking at his palm again, it had become shapeless and sent out a severe pain. 33 Novel Network

"I never thought that a mere Martial King could actually hurt me."

Ye Bei narrowed his eyes.

"But this peerless divine sword is not something that a waste like you can use. Only I, Ye Bei, am worthy of owning it."

As he spoke, he burst out with all his strength, and like a ghost, he surrounded Qingshan Patriarch and launched a series of fierce attacks.

Under such a strong attack, the space was almost distorted, and there were gullies on the ground, and dust rushed to the sky.

At the beginning, Qingshan Patriarch could still rely on the divine sword to barely resist, but the Martial Emperor was a whole realm higher than the Martial King, and gradually he was unable to do it.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

After a series of sonic booms, when the last sonic boom was about to fall, Qingshan Patriarch flew backwards. Just as he was about to get up, a foot directly hit his chest.

"The knife is mine."

Ye Bei said condescendingly, snatching the knife from Qingshan Patriarch's hand.

"You... this is something given to me by the senior, you dare to snatch it privately, if you arouse the senior's anger, your Zhatian Gang will no longer exist!" Qingshan Patriarch shouted angrily.

"Really?"

"You keep calling me senior, I want to see if there is really such a person?"

Ye Bei said disdainfully, and suddenly opened his palm and fell on the top of Qingshan Patriarch's head.

"Search the soul!"

Qingshan Patriarch's face changed greatly. He struggled desperately, but he was powerless. He only felt his memories pouring out.

After a long while, Ye Bei raised his lips.

"There is indeed such a person, but he doesn't seem to be that great?"

"However, since he can give you such a magical weapon, he must have other good things. In this case, I will go to him again to lay a solid foundation for the rise of my Zhatian Gang!"

As he said this, he landed on the body of Qingshan Patriarch, who flew out and landed in the formation.

"You bunch of rubbish, just fend for yourself here!"

As he said this, he raised the corner of his mouth, looked in the direction of Pingjiang City, and flew out with a flick of his body.

. You provided the great god Feng Lingbei. You are already level 1000, and the highest level outside is 30.