The personal soldier of the beautiful president

"Li Shaobai, what do you want to do?"

The smile on Ye Xiang's face froze immediately, he turned his head and glared at the so-called companions behind him, and roared angrily.

He was plotted against!
Li Shaobai didn't say a word, just pushed forward the long sword in his hand lightly.

snorted.

The tip of the sword penetrated an inch into the back, and some blood seeped out.

"Nima..."

Ye Xiang frowned, the muscles on his back suddenly became stiff, his face was gloomy and ugly, "Li Shaobai, do you want to trigger a bloody battle between the two heavenly sects?"

If he still doesn't know what's going on, then his IQ really needs to be recharged.

Li Shaobai is trying to hold him hostage to threaten his uncle Ling Zhiyan...

"Heh... bloody battle? If you die, do you think Huashan Tianzong will choose to go to war with Kunlun Tianzong for you, a dead person?"

Li Shaobai moved forward slightly, leaned into Ye Xiang's ear and sneered.

Ye Xiang's face was full of anger, but he couldn't refute.

Although he is now the chief disciple of Huashan Tianzong and the future successor of Tianzong, but as long as he does not sit in that position for a day, he still cannot control his own destiny.

If he dies here.

Huashan Tianzong will question Kunlun Tianzong, but will never go to war.

At most, I just took the opportunity to blackmail a little more baby...

When the two Heavenly Sects go to war, no matter whether they win or lose, the result will not be very optimistic... This is the ending of killing one thousand enemies and injuring eight hundred.

"Uncle Ling, can you give me that spiritual tree to increase my knowledge? I have never seen such a magical tree."

Li Shaobai raised his head, looked at Ling Zhiyan who was holding the spirit tree not far away, and said with a smile.

A dead Yexiang, Tianzong of Huashan would not do anything about it, but a living Yexiang, that would be different.

There is no other way for Li Shaobai to make such a bad plan.

If you don't use any means, Ling Zhiyan will take that spirit tree away, and it has nothing to do with him.

He is not willing to give up such a treasure of heaven and earth!

It was really his helpless move to tear up his face and hold Ye Xiang hostage.

However, he believed that even if Master heard about this in the future, he would definitely not blame him, on the contrary, he would reward him heavily.

If Ling Zhiyan obtains such a treasure, it won't be long before the tenth Martial Master will be born in the world of martial arts.

Huashan Tianzong, two heavenly martial masters, will become the number one Tianzong in the martial arts world.

This is something that Kunlun Tianzong will never allow to happen.

Li Shaobai's reckless move was not only to get the spirit tree, but also to keep the status of Kunlun Tianzong.

The corners of Ling Zhiyan's mouth curled up slightly, showing a trace of coldness: "Li Shaobai, you are looking for death!"

"Uncle Ling, I'm just curious and want to watch it. I hope Uncle Ling can satisfy my little curiosity."

Li Shaobai looked at Ling Zhiyan indifferently, and spoke slowly.

It would be a lie to say that he is not afraid.

However, the matter has come to this point, even if he is frightened, he can only bite the bullet and talk to Ling Zhiyan.

Anyway, he was bound to get that little sapling.

"Since you want to see it, then come and get it."

Ling Zhiyan raised the spirit tree in his hand to Li Shaobai's direction, and said calmly.

Li Shaobai shook his head, and said: "Uncle Ling, with your strength, you can just throw it over, and there is no need for me to go and get it."

Only a fool would go and get it.

Isn't that like a sheep entering the tiger's mouth and looking for a dead end?
He Li Shaobai is not a fool...

"Since you don't come to get it, forget it, don't say I didn't give you a chance... But, I hope to see you next time, you still have a bargaining chip that I value more!"

Ling Zhiyan took a meaningful look at Li Shaobai, Chu Mubai, Xuan Yunzi and other warriors beside him, and said slowly.

"Uncle, Uncle, help me..."

Seeing this, Ye Xiang shouted for help.

He vaguely guessed something...

Ling Zhiyan stared at Ye Xiang indifferently, and said: "You are the chief disciple of Huashan Tianzong, and you should have long ago realized that you would be smashed to pieces for the sake of the sect."

"Don't worry, the sect will never forget what you have done. I will personally avenge your revenge!"

"Go at ease!"

Ling Zhiyan planned to sacrifice Yexiang.

Even if Ye Xiang is a genius disciple of Huashan Tianzong, the future suzerain, how can he compare with that spiritual tree?
As long as there is another Heavenly Martial Master from Huashan Tianzong, Huashan Tianzong's status will rise in a straight line and become the number one Tianzong in the martial arts world.

It can be said that no matter which Tianzong gets this spiritual tree, it will dominate the martial arts world!

What kind of chief disciple, look for it again, and cultivate it again?
Ling Zhiyan will not give up the spirit tree he got.

When Ye Xiang heard his uncle's words, he instantly despaired.

Just now, not long ago, the uncle's caring was so vivid, how long has passed, and the uncle has become so strange to him?
No, it's not strangeness, it's fear!

Li Shaobai was slightly taken aback, as if he didn't expect Ling Zhiyan to be so cruel.

But after thinking about it, he was relieved.

If it were him, he wouldn't hand over the spirit tree...

"Look, as I said a long time ago, you take yourself too seriously. Have you seen a lot of things and people clearly now?"

Li Shaobai whispered in Ye Xiang's ear.

Since he couldn't use Ye Xiang to coerce Ling Zhiyan, then he provoked the relationship between Ye Xiang and Huashan Tianzong.

Anyway, he will never make Huashan Tianzong feel better!
Sure enough, Ye Xiang was so angry that he clenched his fists tightly and his eyes were blood red.

He is not as good as that sapling...

Whoa!

Just when Ling Zhiyan turned around and was about to leave, the sea under his feet suddenly rolled up a huge wave, covering the sky and covering the ground, drenching him completely.

Ling Zhiyan closed his eyes subconsciously.

Whoosh!
A figure quickly flitted out from the bottom of the sea, leaping past Ling Zhiyan's head, very handsome.

Then, it fell into the sea again and disappeared without a trace.

What disappeared at the same time was the spirit tree in Ling Zhiyan's hand.

Ling Zhiyan wiped off the seawater on his face, stared blankly at the empty palm, and then jumped into the sea without hesitation...

Someone dared to snatch something from his hand, it was really like lighting a lantern in the toilet, looking for Shi!
Who was the one who snatched the spirit tree just now?
Li Shaobai and the others were bewildered.

Things happened so far that they didn't even have time to react...

The point is, the guy who snatched the spirit tree was too fast, and only saw a shadow flashing away...

"How to do?"

Chu Mubai asked.

They are now tied to a warship with Li Shaobai, advancing and retreating together.

"...Which one of you is good at water?"

Xuan Yunzi was silent for a while, then smiled awkwardly, and said, "I can't, I'm a landlubber, afraid of water."

"I'll follow and have a look."

Chu Mubai understood what Xuan Yunzi meant. He was born in the Xingyue Sacred Religion in the South China Sea. He grew up by the sea and has good water skills.

He quickly took off his coat and fell directly into the sea, chasing Ling Zhiyan like a fish swimming...

"What about him?"

Xuan Yunzi turned around and exchanged glances with Li Shaobai.

The spirit tree was snatched away.

The plan to hold Ye Xiang hostage and threaten Ling Zhiyan also failed.

Yexiang, it's useless now...