"Third brother, shut up!" Before Mo Xiuyao got angry, a tall voice came in at the door, with a very impressive aura. It was Ling Tiehan, the leader of the Yanwang Pavilion who had met Ye Li in southern Xinjiang, and one of the four great masters in the world.

Although the sick scholar was unruly, he was extremely respectful to this righteous brother. If someone scolded him, he would probably have been a handful of poisonous sand. However, because the person who came was Ling Tiehan, the sick scholar still swallowed the words obediently. Ling Tiehan first nodded to Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li before walking to the sick scholar to pull his wrist to take his pulse. When he found that the injury was not serious, he breathed a sigh of relief and bowed to Mo Xiuyao: "Thank you, King Ding, for showing mercy."

Ye Li sat next to Mo Xiuyao and carefully observed the famous Lord of the King of Hell. The last time he was in the Southern Xinjiang, the two of them just met and said a few words, and they didn't have time to observe each other.

Ling Tiehan is only thirty-five years old this year, because of his superb internal skills, it seems that he is not yet thirty years old. However, his calm demeanor and his unintentional heroism revealing in his behavior make people understand that he is indeed a mature middle-aged man. At this point, Ye Li has seen all four masters today. Not to mention the oldest King Zhennan, the oldest King Zhennan, is more like a politician and general rather than a peerless master. Perhaps it is precisely because of this state of mind that King Zhennan's martial arts cultivation has been stagnant over the years. Therefore, he is as famous as his age as Mo Xiuyao and others, who are nearly a generation older than him.

As for the other master, Mu Qingcang, his age seems to be comparable to Ling Tiehan, but Mu Qingcang himself was trained more like a silent murder machine, hiding in the darkness that is unseen, consuming his life year by year. So even though Mu Qingcang may not be older than Ling Tiehan, he seems particularly pale and powerless. If two people stand together, it is almost difficult to believe that they were both the same spirit and the world. Among the four masters, Ye Li is naturally Mo Xiuyao. Even now Ye Li can't tell how high Mo Xiuyao's martial arts are, but the reputation of a genius is absolutely impossible to escape. Mo Xiuyao's brother Mo Xiuwen is a Confucian general as his name is. Although Mo Liufang was both civil and military practitioners back then, he was just an ordinary master.

It was just that he could defeat the King of Zhennan without any fighting back because of his strategy, not a face-to-face battle. Ye Li even suspected that King of Zhennan was so skilled in martial arts. Is it just to prepare for the assassination of Mo Liufang. But Mo Xiuyao was an exception. He was only fourteen years old when he won the title of one of the four masters in the world. Although he was ranked last, everyone in the world knew that he had just begun. Compared with King of Zhennan in his heyday, Ling Tiehan and Mu Qingcang who were about to enter the heyday, Mo Xiuyao was not even considered a beginning. Such a genius, it is said that Ling Tiehan once said in public that in at most seven years, Mo Xiuyao would be invincible in the world. Unfortunately, things in the world were unpredictable. Mo Xiuyao's life after he was eighteen years old began to tilt and silence.

After comparing the four masters in the world one by one, Ye Li felt that Ling Tiehan was more like a peerless master in the true sense and in people's minds. He was calm, heroic, and moderate, and showed that the decent martial arts leader in the martial arts world is not the killer leader of the Yanwang Pavilion.

"The third brother is in poor health. I wonder if you can ask someone to find a doctor first?" Ling Tiehan looked at his sinister and unruly face, although he was unable to speak because he was present, he felt that leaving him here was probably not a good way to speak, so he asked Mo Xiuyao. Mo Xiuyao lowered his head and looked at Ye Li inquiring. The person was invited by A Li, so he naturally had to have the final say. Ye Li smiled and said, "Of course. There are two miracle doctors in the Ding Palace. If the Lord Ling doesn't mind, you can just send the Lord Three." Ling Tiehan thanked him, and shouted outside and immediately two young men came in to wait for the order. Ling Tiehan said, "Take the Lord Three to see the doctor. If someone runs away, you can do it yourself!" The two young men looked solemn and naturally understood the Lord's meaning. The punishment of the King of Hell Pavilion was not for being looked at.

The two of them were about to step forward to ask the sick scholar to leave, but the sick scholar's eyes flashed and said coldly: "Get out!"

"Third brother." Ling Tiehan lowered his face and looked at the sick scholar's pale face unhappily. The sick scholar also knew that his righteous brother was really angry, but he was hurt by Mo Xiuyao just now, but he was suppressed by Ling Tiehan and was not allowed to speak. He was full of anger and frustration in his heart and could not vent. He was born with a natural left-minded nature, and was suppressed by Ling Tiehan, even the elder brother who respected him very much since he was a child, sneered coldly.

He shouted at Ling Tiehan, "You don't have to worry about my life or death! Don't you think I'm causing trouble? Isn't it clean?" Hearing this, Ling Tiehan's face darkened before he could react, a black shadow rushed in from outside. Before he could stand firm, he heard a slap, and a slap was heavy and fiercely on the face of the sick scholar. The sick scholar's face, which had originally stared at Ling Tiehan's arrogant face, was immediately beaten to the side.

"Random! You haven't admitted your mistake with your brother!" The person who came was clear but looked a little cold, and his slender figure was wrapped in black, looking even more graceful. However, he was a woman in her twenties, with a beautiful appearance but a frost-like face. Ye Li frowned slightly, and had a clear understanding of the identity of the woman in his heart - the second master of the Yanwang Pavilion, Leng Liuyue, who was known as the Jade Rakshasa in the early years. Leng Liuyue was unique in the martial arts world and hidden weapons in his early years, and could enter the palace alone. It seemed that the light skills were indeed very good. He waved his hand and asked the guards who followed Leng Liuyue at the door to retreat.

After being slapped in public, the look on the sick scholar's face was suddenly full of wonderful things. The regret that had flashed across his face disappeared without a trace. He gritted his teeth and refused to look at Leng Liuyue, of course he would not apologize to Ling Tiehan. Ling Tiehan didn't care about this, but he was relieved to Leng Liuyue's arrival and said: "Liuyue, take your third brother to see the doctor, don't let him run around." Leng Liuyue nodded and turned his head to Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li, "I forgive you for a moment." Ye Li smiled and said: "The second Pavilion Master is extremely skilled, and I admire him. But if the Pavilion Master comes again in the future, it's better to go to the main entrance. The arrows in the Ding Prince's Mansion will not leave the string every time." Leng Liuyue was stunned, looked at Ye Li, who was smiling and smiling, nodded and said: "Thank you for the reminder." Then she turned to the sick scholar and said: "Follow me."
Chapter completed!