Ling Ye walked out of the auction venue and left Jubao Pavilion to find that it was already evening and came to an uninhabited alley. He waved his hand and put away the mask on his face. Then he changed his clothes, tidied it up slightly, and then walked towards Jubao Pavilion again.

When I entered Jubao Pavilion the next time, the year-end auction meeting just ended. A large number of immortal cultivators walked out of Jubao Pavilion, with joy and sorrow, and many people were still discussing the secret realm of the Spirit Transformation.

From these people, Ling Ye learned that the secret realm of the Spirit Transformation was photographed by the Na Luo family with 20 million plus a Tian-level intermediate martial art.

Hearing that the Luo family spent this price to buy an unknown spiritual transformation secret realm, Ling Ye once again sighed that he was worthy of being the richest family in Qingshui.

After Ling Ye entered Jubao Pavilion from the side door, he went directly to the hall where Li Lin was.

When Li Lin saw Ling Ye coming, he came forward with a smile and greeted him: "Brother Ling, you are here. Ranran has already gone to complete the relevant procedures and will be back soon."

"Uncle Li is intent." Ling Ye smiled. No wonder he didn't see Xiao Ranran coming to greet him just now.

After Ling Ye and Li Lin sat on a plate and chatted for a few words, Xiao Ranran came over with a red card, and then asked Ling Ye to give her his platinum card, and the card was touched. The red card disappeared, and two red strips appeared on the platinum card.

Ling Ye knew that the red card was a special Xuanjin card made by Jubaoge. After contacting his platinum card, the funds in it were transferred to the platinum card.

Ling Ye smiled and thanked him and then left Jubao Pavilion.

After walking out of Jubao Pavilion, Ling Ye did not return to the inn, but walked quickly outside the city. He originally wanted to go to Jingwang Pavilion to see the little girl Su Ling, but he considered that time was too late and he would not go there anymore.

As time goes by, the roaring treasure ship should be repaired that day, Ling Ye thought to himself that just after he walked a short distance, a woman in front suddenly blocked her way.

Ling Ye looked at the woman and felt familiar and was about to speak, the woman said first: "You are Mr. Ling Ye, are you? Uncle Su Ling asked me to take you to see her."

"Su Ling?"

"That's right, the uncle from the junior came out of Jubao Pavilion just now and saw the young master entering Jubao Pavilion, so he ordered me to wait here." The woman calmed down.

"Let's go, this little girl!" Ling Ye smiled slightly, but he didn't expect to see him entering Jubao Pavilion and patting someone waiting for him.

The woman was leading the way in front of her, looking back at Ling Ye from time to time, and smiled, "My uncle said, there are many people in Jingwang Pavilion, so please walk for a while."

"It's okay." Ling Ye said casually, and then asked about Su Ling's things about Fengyixian Sect.

The women in front of them answered one by one, and from time to time the two walked to a small path next to the city.

Ling Ye suddenly stopped and said coldly, "Come out!"

Ling Ye had already noticed that there were several people lying in front of him, and then he thought about it and came up with a rough idea that if he could lead him to this in the name of Su Ling, only Feng Xingchen would do this.

The woman was stunned and smiled and said, "What's coming out? It's right in front."

"Everyone is a cultivator, there is no need to sneak in. If I don't come out, then I will say goodbye first!" Ling Ye said that and was about to leave.

"Su Ling is still in my Fengyixian Sect. You are leaving like this. Are you not afraid of me taking action?" Feng Xingchen sneered and slowly walked out from one side. Three people came out one after another, one of which was a nine-mechanical cultivator and the other one

Master Yiquan Mai, Master Erquan Mai.

After hearing this, Ling Ye frowned, stopped, and looked at the people who came out, holding a terrifying gun in his hand.

When the woman saw Feng Xingchen coming out, she ran over quickly. Feng Xingchen waved and said, "You go back first."

After the woman left, Feng Xingchen looked at Ling Ye and smiled. "He looks so handsome, but it's a pity that I don't know how to show off. I hurt both of me last time, so I reluctantly break your legs first this time!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Xingchen's body moved, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared behind Ling Ye and kicked Ling Ye in the back.

Ling Ye had seen such a quick move, and when he was about to recover from his defense, he was already hit. He felt a pain in his back, and his body flew forward and fell to the ground.

A throat surged, a slightly sweet smell of blood came from his mouth, and the blood that was about to be spit was held back by Ling Ye.

If you hadn't practiced the ancient nerves and had a strong body, you could have kicked your waist with just one kick, rather than being as simple as being injured and vomiting blood.

Ling Ye grabbed the spear in his hand and stood up. He knew that Feng Xingchen must have used the unique skills of Feng Yixian Sect that Lan Xiuxiu said: Feng Yi Juechen.

This kind of heavenly body technique is indeed terrifying. I had no room for reaction just now.

"Oh, I didn't expect to stand up. It's really a tough bone." Feng Xingchen jokingly, his body moved again, and a shadow passed by, wanting to give Ling Ye another blow.

Ling Ye was already prepared. Seeing Feng Xingchen move, his body also moved. The spiritual power between his feet was circulating. He kicked back and disappeared from his original position, just avoiding Feng Xingchen's kick.

Feng Xingchen, who had fallen into nothing, frowned and said, "What's going on!"

Feng Xingchen could not imagine how Ling Ye avoided his kick. Although he did not use Feng Yi Juechen with all his strength, this speed was definitely not something that Ling Ye could achieve. Although he knew that Ling Ye was hiding his strength, Wu Ziyu said last time that Ling Ye had at least the strength of the Erquan Zhi Master.

After Ling Ye avoided Feng Xingchen's attack, even the few people next to him looked at Ling Ye who had retreated to the side incredible ways.

Ling Ye didn't think so much about it. After avoiding Feng Xingchen's foot, he did not stop. He continued to step on the steps of stepping on the snow and searching for immortality and fled to the distance. After all, from that moment just now, he could be sure that he was not Feng Xingchen's opponent.

Feng Xingchen snorted coldly. Since he had aroused his curiosity, how could he let Ling Ye escape like this? Then he used all his strength to circulate his spiritual power, and his body emitted a blue aura. When his feet swirled, his arch trembled, his body attacked Ling Ye. Because the speed was too fast, a afterimage was left on the spot.

Ling Ye sensed that Feng Xingchen was coming, and waved the Jingye gun in his hand back, but he paused. He waved a wave of spiritual power and flew towards Feng Xingchen. Feng Xingchen flashed sideways and kicked the wood on one side, and a piece of wood hit Ling Ye.

Ling Ye then crossed his gun and smashed the wood with a bang. Just as the wood was broken, Feng Xingchen had already arrived next to Ling Ye and slapped Ling Ye with a palm.

Ling Ye couldn't resist with a gun in his right hand, so he could only use his spiritual power to attack him with his left hand.

"Bang"

The two palms touch each other, and the two spiritual powers collided, making a roaring explosion sound.

Ling Ye heard a crackle on his left arm, and the pain of his muscles tearing came, which made Ling Ye feel extremely distressed. He leaned on his right hand and shot his body to the ground before stopping his retreat.

Feng Xingchen was not feeling well, and his arm also made a sound of bone breaking. He never expected Ling Ye's palm to be so powerful. He was still careless and suffered such a situation of losing both sides.

Feng Xingchen knew that the sound of the explosion of spiritual power of the two palms fighting each other had attracted the attention of the nearby law enforcement team. Now he had to quickly resolve Ling Ye. Otherwise, if others had a spy on the accident, they would endure the pain and sacrifice a green light sword in their hand, and slammed Ling Ye directly.

Ling Ye saw the sword stabbing, and waved his gun with his right hand. The Jingye spear hit the Qingguang Saber and knocked the sword out.

Feng Xingchen pinched his left hand and moved his fingers to control the green light sword attacking Ling Ye again, and his body was almost ripe and moved towards Ling Ye.

While Ling Ye resisted the attack of the Green Light Sword, he retreated. Seeing Feng Xingchen flying in his body, Ling Ye took away the spear in his hand and hurriedly threw the talisman and jade pendant on his waist towards Feng Xingchen.

The green light sword had no obstacles and directly stabbed Ling Ye's left chest with one sword. Ling Ye didn't care about the pain and retreated towards the election.

Feng Xingchen smiled slightly after seeing the green light sword stabbing Ling Ye, and then saw a jade pendant attacking him. His instinctive reaction made him raise his left hand and wave it to smash the jade pendant, but when he raised his hand, he felt a fatal threat.

Time was as quiet as the blue light on the talisman and jade pendant was shocked. Cracks appeared in the jade pendant that could be seen with naked eyes. In just a moment, it exploded and a violent blue flame appeared from it.

"boom…"

The violent blue flames expanded rapidly, swallowing everything around them.

Ling Ye didn't bother to watch it. He knew that the strong men from Qingjiang City would come soon.

As for whether Feng Xingchen was dead or alive, he didn't think much about it, but judging from the power of the explosion, Feng Xingchen did not prepare for defense in advance, he should have been seriously injured. It is obviously unlikely to be killed. After all, the power of this talisman and jade pendant is similar to the strongest attack of the Wuquan Mater.

Ling Ye ran wildly outside the city with his injuries. As most of the law enforcement teams went to the explosion position, the city gate's defense was much loosened a lot. Ling Ye broke out of the city gate directly, and because the night was filled with night, the guards only felt a black shadow flash by.

After leaving the city, Ling Ye directly put on a coat, endured the pain of the broken left arm, and quickly entered the Tianhou Treasure Ship. When registering, the registered personnel were shocked when they saw Ling Ye's appearance. They thought that the escaped prisoner wanted to get on the boat to hide from his enemies, so they wanted to shout for the guards loudly.

Ling Ye threw the jade tokens in the room on the boat on the table and checked it. He looked at Ling Ye in disbelief, registered Ling Ye, and put Ling Ye on the Tianhou Treasure Ship.

During this period, Ling Ye felt pain in his chest, and after getting on the boat, he quickly returned to his room.

After taking off all the clothes, I looked at the dark green wound four centimeters long on my left chest. There was a continuous flow of green liquid from the wound, and the wound was covered with green meridian patterns. Blue meridian patterns appeared outside the green meridians to surround it.

Ling Ye was shocked and said to himself: The sword is poisonous, the vicious Feng Xingchen, even the poisonous sword is poisonous. He is really despicable and shameless, and does not look like the style of a great sect at all.

Ling Ye quickly clung his head to use his skills, trying to force the poison out of his body.

After investigation, he found that the poison had invaded the heart vein, and the rapid power was used to accelerate the expansion of the toxin. If it weren't for the power of his innate bloodline that suppressed the toxin, Ling Ye might have died within half a minute of the poisoning.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!