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What are you thinking??" Liu Qinghou cursed: "Don't you know that Ye Wuya was only looking for your grandmother when he was over 400 years old?"

Sakai breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise he would feel disgusted.

Liu Qinghou suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly, shook his head and sighed: "I thought at the beginning that this martial arts madman who was looking for experts all over the world to fight was to eliminate the harm for the people and kill me...

Who would have thought that he would actually pull me to a tavern and discuss kendo with me...

He said, I think I have a unique view on kendo, and I want to ask me a few questions, how do I think…”

At this point, Liu Qinghou sighed and said with emotion: "It was not until that moment... I suddenly realized that no matter what I did, but in the martial arts path, I still have a sword that I deserve to be proud of... Don't

Everyone thinks I am a flower-picking thief, a gangster, but Ye Wuya, he sees the side of my swordsman, and will not look at me with other contemptuous eyes."

Fan felt a sense of enlightenment in his heart. No wonder this Liu Qinghou was thinking about Ye Wuya so much. What is valuable in a person’s life is to be recognized by a person who is stronger than himself.

If it weren't for Ye Wuya's conversation with Liu Qinghou back then, Liu Qinghou would have died of drunkenness in Kexiang, so there would be no Xiaoxiang swordsmen.

"Actually... with my sword cultivation at that time, I couldn't discuss anything with him, and I finished it in just a few words.

But he asked me, what delicious food is nearby... I have a lot of people who can talk to him now. Now I think he is still very interesting." Liu Qinghou smiled and took another sip of wine.

Fan nodded in confession. This old boy is really interesting, but he is just mysterious in his work and has no idea what he is going to do.

Liu Qinghou sighed: "I'll ask you for a drink and a meal today to let you understand that I am different from those people in the clan.

Nian Ye Wuya has kindness to me, which may not be a problem to him at all, but I have to recognize this love.

So, since Ye Wuya chose you before leaving, if there is anything in the future, I will stand on your side.

To be honest...the turtle grandsons of these clans are so ignorant!

We have never experienced our era of masters and had never felt the sense of crisis when Ye Wuya swept the world, so we didn't know how to behave and had too high regard for ourselves, which made us so messy now...

It’s okay for the four major clans. Bai Ze, Xuan Feng and others, are just a few people together, and I really think it’s possible to go against the will of heaven?” Ye

Fan chuckled and shook his head, "How big is it if you stand on my side or not? Are you just caring about the three-point land of Xuanjian Sect?"

"Oh, haven't I brought you an extra helper? I asked Monk Buyu to go back to Shaolin to clean up.

Shaolin has a great influence on Fang, and many sects should be obedient. Besides, with the support of the old bald donkey, they are also tough..." Liu Qinghou smiled.

Fan said unexpectedly: "Monkey Buyu, do you agree to stand by me? I am not familiar with him."

It doesn't matter whether you are familiar with it or not. No one can see the idiots in the clan alliance doing whatever they want, and it's also for ourselves...

Monk Nian Buyu fought with Ye Wuya for hundreds of rounds in order to protect Shaolin, who had become a monk since childhood. Now he doesn’t want to watch Shaolin and be used as a sword envoy by those small clans,” Liu Qinghou shook his head and said.

Ye Fan was stunned, "Monkey Buyu, have you ever fought with Ye Wuya?"

Don’t you know?" Liu Qinghou smiled proudly and said, “Don’t underestimate the old bald donkey. Four hundred years ago, I was still in a private school. Ye Wuya looked for people to fight everywhere. That day he went to Shaolin and said he wanted to learn about the 72 unique skills of Shaolin.

Lin had a dozen eminent monks fighting with him. This eminent monk is not the monks who seek fame and the serious Buddhist masters... they were all beaten by Ye Wuya!

Ye Wuya was so excited that he said that Shaolin still had many unique skills, so why didn’t anyone come out to fight him?

He didn't think about it. He was not serious in martial arts competitions, and he would beat disabled people to death at any time. Who dared to compete with him for nothing?

As a result, the mute monk who had been sweeping the land in Shaolin for decades and no one noticed him stood up without saying a word.

Yushadi wrote and told Ye Wuya, "If you take a hundred tricks, please go down the mountain."

Ye Wuya agreed, but in the end... Monk Buyu really forced his blood to spit out and took Ye Wuya's hundreds of tricks!

However, Ye Wuya was not so perverted at that time, but Monk Buyu had completely won the world with one battle, and Shaolin also saved his face.

However, since then, Shaolin monks have known the strength of this sweeping monk. They can't sweep the floor quietly without saying goodbye. They have to leave Shaolin and make their homes all over the world..."

Ye Fan couldn't help but feel a little numb when he heard this. Although he hadn't experienced that era, he was also fascinated...

It’s not that the issue of the strength of martial arts at that time, but that the warriors at that time lived like warriors, and that kind of martial arts was called martial arts...

After breathing a sigh of relief, Ye Fan nodded and said, "I understand. You have thanked Master Buyu for me. If someone can speak in the ancient martial arts sect, then I will be much more convenient for me and can reduce killing."

After all, Ye Fan is an outsider in the ancient martial arts world of the Xia Kingdom. If he were a master like Liu Qinghou and Monk Buyu, and the ancestors from these ancient martial arts sects came forward, those descendants would be much more obedient.

In this way, there is no need to worry about them being convinced."

Finally, boy... I have to give you some advice," said Liu Qinghou quite seriously: "I think... you are still too arrogant."

Ye Fan was a little puzzled, "What does this mean? Could it be that I need to be arrogant and arrogant? I am not interested in pretending to be noble."

"That's not what it means... Arrogant and arrogant, that's what incompetent people pretend to be. But

Your kid's current ability shouldn't talk to some casual cats and dogs.

It will only make them have an illusion, and why it is all about it."

Qinghou smiled evilly and said, "Do you know how this Holy Blood Society appeared back then?" Ye

Fan narrowed his eyes and said, "I heard from those people that the martial god should have killed many relatives in their clan."

"Then why do you want to kill their relatives?" Liu Qinghou asked again.

Fan guessed: "Because he was not convinced by the God of Martial Arts, he won the luck of the world alone?"

That’s right, if you say one thousand, you will say ten thousand, and if you form an ancient god descendant, it will damage the honor of the clan, and if you are arbitrary, it will be nonsense!

It’s nothing more than Ye Wuya, who is too strong, makes the ancestors of other clans breathless, and they feel unbalanced.

Yes, before Ye Wuya could unite and stumbling to him, he killed all the unfaithful guys!

Although I did not kill too many ancestors who were related to the foundation of the clan, some of the backbone forces had been killed a lot.

For the reason for killing people? He would not say much. He would kill him as soon as he wanted to kill, and let their clan think about the others themselves!

You can see the result that the ancestor went into seclusion, and the incompetent remnants formed the Holy Blood Association and defected to the Doomsday King Power...

The clan internal struggle that might have occurred did not appear at all, and the land of China will be stable." Liu
Chapter completed!