True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

"..."

A dead silence.

Only Cheng Yuan recognized the old man, and he lost his voice: "Teacher, master!"

His master is still alive!

Saved!

Feng Xiu was a little surprised as if he had just seen his apprentice: "A Yuan, you are here too."

Cheng Yuan: "..."

Why does it sound like he's a casual.

"Xie Huanran." Feng Xiu turned his head with a light expression, "The ancient martial arts world is your Xie family's world? What a big tone."

Xie Huanran finally got up and heard this sentence.

He looked at the old man in the bucket hat with a horrified expression: "Feng Xiu?!"

Isn't Feng Xiu supposed to be dead?

How could it appear at this time?

In fact, Feng Xiu had been worried all the time, and now he breathed a sigh of relief, his palms sweating.

The top of the snow-capped mountain where he slept was 800 kilometers away.

Later, even if he raised the speed to the extreme, it would take several hours to reach the destination.

Feng Xiusheng was afraid that as long as he was one step late, it would cause irreversible consequences.

Fortunately, no one has died yet.

Feng Xiu glanced at Xie Huanran lightly: "You'd better not think about moving."

He raised his hand and struck with his inner strength.

"Bang!"

Xie Huanran didn't even have time to react, the acupoints all over his body were sealed, and he was stuck in place.

Feng Xiu turned around and stepped forward.

Both Lin Wuliang and Yue Qinghe only felt their scalp tingling, and they didn't dare to move.

Others at the scene were even more afraid to come out

Feng Xiu stood still in front of Fu Yunshen, raised his hand, and injected a pure inner energy into his body.

Fu Yunshen's body lightened.

This inner strength is moist and airy, and is helping him repair the injury.

But at the same time, the power that he had burst out earlier also disappeared.

Fu Yun moved his fingers deeply, pressed his head, and suppressed the broken images in his mind: "Yaoyao!"

Feng Xiu squatted down in front of Yue Fuyi again and began to heal Ying Zijin.

Looking at the girl's bloodless face, the muscles on his face twitched indiscernibly, and for the first time there was a sinister look in his eyes.

What a good Xie Huanran!

So vicious!

Feng Xiu could naturally see that Ying Zijin's bone age was not even twenty years old, but Gu Wuxiu had already reached a terrifying 150 years.

A 400-year-old immortal, bullying a little girl.

It's so good!

After seeing Ying Zijin's breathing calm down, Feng Xiu stood up again and walked towards Xie Huanran step by step.

There was undisguised killing intent in his eyes.

Xie Huanran felt extreme danger for the first time. He was slapped on the face just as he was about to open his mouth.

This slap directly caused him to spit out the pieces of the liver.

Xie Huanran was horrified.

Why is he a peak ancient martial artist, but his strength is so much worse than Feng Xiu? !

Feng Xiu said lightly, "Number one in the ancient martial arts world?"

"Snapped!"

Another slap.

"Unify the ancient martial arts world?"

"Snapped!"

The third slap.

"Slaughtered the ancient martial arts world?"

"You too?"

"Clap clap-"

The applause continued.

Feng Xiu didn't use other ancient martial arts at all, it was just such a simple slap.

Xie Huanran only felt an unprecedented humiliation, and he was full of grief and indignation: "Feng Xiu, you have the ability to kill me in an upright manner, what is this?!"

He is also a peak ancient martial artist, how could he be bullied like this? !

Feng Xiu snorted slightly, held the fishing rod, and threw Xie Huanran in the air.

Next, everyone watched Feng Xiu beat Xie Huanran over and over with the fishing rod.

Every time he took a stroke, Xie Huanran let out a scream, and the wounds on his body were deep.

Within a few minutes, he was covered in injuries all over his body.

The flesh is open, and the blood is dripping.

Lin Wuliang and Yue Qinghe looked at each other and took a deep breath.

They are both three hundred years old, and they know that each other has reached the end of their lifespan, and there is not much time left.

Unless they can break through the peak ancient martial artist, then their lifespan will be extended to five hundred years old.

But they only now know that even for peak ancient warriors, the gap is huge.

Even if Xie Huanran has been promoted to the peak ancient martial artist, killing them is like killing ants.

In front of Feng Xiu, he still had no power to fight back.

Relying on such a fishing rod, Feng Xiu knocked Xie Huanran out alive.

"Shh-"

He threw Xie Huanran to Cheng Yuan and said coldly, "put him in the water prison first, and look after him."

Cheng Yuan quickly took it: "Yes, Master."

Feng Xiu turned his head again, his eyes fell on Lin Wuliang and Yue Qinghe, his voice was very light: "You two are still alive."

As soon as Lin Wuliang and Yue Qinghe's legs softened, they almost knelt down, their voices trembling: "Feng, Feng Xiu senior, I, we..."

"It's none of my business, hang up high, I can understand." Feng Xiu didn't say anything, "Anyway, the two of you will have at most five years of lifespan, let's go."

Lin Wuliang, the Yueqing River, rolled and ran away.

The Lin family members and the Yue family members were left looking at each other, shocked.

If Lin Wuliang and Yue Qinghe died, the Lin family and the Yue family would also suffer greatly.

The ancient martial arts world is bound to change the world.

"What are you still doing here?" Feng Xiu put his hands behind his back and glanced at him, "If you don't go, are you waiting for me to see you off?"

Except for Yue Fuyi, no one dared to stay any longer, and they all used the fastest speed to escape.

Fu Yunshen took Ying Zijin from Yue Fuyi, picked her up and protected her in his arms.

The shattered images that had been pressed down before began to flash frantically again at this moment.

There are severed limbs and blood in the picture.

There are ruins and broken tiles, and there are broken weapons.

His hands trembled indiscernibly, and his voice was low: "Yaoyao..."

Fu Yun closed his eyes deeply, hugged the girl tighter, and went to the General Administration of Judicial Hall.

**

the other side.

imperial capital.

Shao Yun and the first elder were still waiting outside.

On the way, Shao Yun has called the commander of the Knight of Wands many times, but the commander has not arrived here yet.

Shao Yun was so anxious that his heart seemed to be scorched on fire.

And just when he couldn't wait any longer, there was a loud "bang" in his ears.

The gate of the ancient martial arts world was actually opened from the inside.

Shao Yun raised his head sharply,

The Great Elder's expression was lifted, and he couldn't believe it: "Yun Shen, they succeeded!"

The door opened from the inside, proving that Xie Huanran was no longer in any danger.

The first plan is also clear to the elders.

Ying Zijin and Fu Yunshen planned to lead Xie Huanran to a deserted place and detonate the miniature nuclear bomb by his side.

So in this way, there will be sacrifices.

But he waited so long, and did not hear the explosion of the nuclear bomb.

The first elder hurriedly took out his mobile phone and saw the message Fu Yunshen sent him.

[Elder, others can come back. 】

The Great Elder let out a long sigh of relief and fell to the ground, crying and laughing: "It's good to live, it's good to live!"

Shao Yun grabbed the first elder's phone, and after reading the news, his heart dropped.

Also at this moment, a rapid whistle sounded.

An aerial motorcycle galloped from a distance and stopped in front of Yu Shaoyun.

On the airbike was a blond young man in silver armor.

Commander of the Knights of Wands!

"Master." The young man got off the motorcycle and took off his helmet, "It's here?"

"Well, but the matter has been resolved." Shao Yun frowned, "You came too late."

"Sorry, everyone, it's too far away from the city, I've used the fastest speed to drive." The young man apologized very much, "Since everyone who needs my protection is all right, then this token is still there. Return it to the parents."

He handed Shaoyun the short sword that the captain of the guard gave him when he left the city.

Shao Yun pursed his lips and held the dagger in his hand.

Since this short sword is useless, it's better to give it to Xiao Qi later.

Fu Yun went to the city of the world deeply, without any power, this short sword could let him order the Knights of Wands at least once.

The young man nodded slightly: "If everyone has nothing to do, I will go back to the city now."

The major gates of the city of the world are controlled by the Academy of Sages. The four knights can come and go freely, and they can return to the city at any time, unlike they still need to wait.

Shao Yun raised his head: "Now?"

"Ah, yes." The young man smiled and said, "Originally, our Knights of Wands have always been under the orders of the Pope, but recently, because the chariot has just returned, there are more things."

"The Knights are understaffed, and they are too busy, so I have to hurry back. Lord Chariot has a bad temper, and we, as subordinates, have to take good care of us."

Shao Yun was very surprised: "Sage Chariot? Come back?"

The eighth of the twenty-two sages, the chariot of the sages, The Chariot.

The young man said casually: "Well, according to the Pope, the chariot returned to the city from here, and I don't know how it went."

"I'll go back first, everyone will meet again."

He nodded towards Yu Shaoyun, put on his helmet again, turned on the airbike, and walked away again.

The speed of this air motorcycle is comparable to that of an airplane, and it is cool and cool.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared.

Shao Yun fell into deep thought.

How could the chariot of the sages return to the city from here?

It stands to reason that the twenty-two sages have been stationed in the city of the world and have never gone out.

The elder squinted, looking at the direction the young man was leaving.

He stroked his beard and suddenly said, "Then what, where can I buy that thing under his seat?"

Yu Shaoyun: "..."

**

Ancient martial arts.

For the past seven days, Xie Huanran has been tortured in the dark water prison of the Judicial Hall.

He was sealed by Feng Xiu, and there was only an inner strength left, supporting him not to let him die.

Xie Huanran knew that without Feng Xiu's consent, he couldn't even commit suicide.

I don't know how long it took before a ray of light appeared in the water prison.

Xie Huanran looked up suddenly, but the hope in his eyes was crushed little by little when he saw the old man.

He hissed: "Feng Xiu!"

Feng Xiu still held the fishing rod, and just waved Xie Huanran up.

He even gave him a change of clothes.

Although it was soon, the rush of blood dyed the clothes completely red again.

"Feng Xiu, what are you doing!" Xie Huanran only felt an unprecedented fear, and he roared hysterically, "What the hell are you doing!"

Feng Xiu used a fishing rod to hang Xie Huanran up again, and said lightly, "I'm afraid you will dirty my master's eyes."

Xie Huanran couldn't react yet, and there was a flower in front of him.

After more than ten seconds, Feng Xiu had dragged Xie Huanran to the door of Ying Zijin's house.

He took a deep breath, his fingers were shaking, and he knocked on the door first.

The girl's cold voice added a bit of a hoarseness that had just woken up: "I'm here."

Feng Xiu opened the door and walked in.

The girl is leaning on the bed, looking out the window at the sun and flowers.

"Feng Xiu! Kill me if you have the ability!" Xie Huanran was still yelling, "Why are you torturing me like this? Ah?!"

"What's the matter, if this bitch kills my junior, I'll kill her, one life for one life, it's just and righteous, why do you stop me?!"

What made Xie Huanran unbearable the most was that he had been practicing hard for so many years, and he even created his own exercises, and finally became a peak ancient martial artist.

But as soon as Feng Xiu came out, he still lost.

From Feng Xiu's point of view, Xie Huanran was like a child who suddenly gained power, just a joke.

Feng Xiu raised his leg and kicked Xie Huanran to the side of Ying Zijin's bed.

Then the thunderous pressure was suppressed, forcing Xie Huanran to kneel down in front of the girl.

"Crack clap."

There was a cracking sound, Xie Huanran's back bone was broken again, and his internal organs seemed to be crushed.

The severe pain made his eyes black and dizzy.

"Ah-!!!" Xie Huanran let out a heart-piercing scream, "Feng Xiu, you killed me, why did you make me kneel in front of her? What is she?!"

If it wasn't for Feng Xiu's sudden appearance, he would have killed Ying Zijin and Fu Yunshen long ago!

Feng Xiu fluttered his clothes, and under Xie Huanran's gradually solidified gaze, he also slowly knelt down to the girl: "Disciple Feng Xiu, now bring Xie Huanran, a sinner in the ancient martial arts world, to meet the master."

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