The strongest mad emperor system

"We are already very reasonable, if someone else killed you directly, and you would not be able to guard this seven-color grass, because people from several other major sects have also heard about it, and they are rushing here now. "Yang Xiu said indifferently.

"What? Although the seven-color grass is rare, there are not so many people coming to grab it, right?" Fang Ping said very depressed.

"Forget it, let me tell you, this is not an ordinary seven-color grass, this is a mutated seven-color grass!"

"Oh? Mutated seven-color grass? What's the difference between that and ordinary seven-color grass?" Fang Ping asked again.

"This has a great effect. Anyway, even the strong at the martial spirit level regard it as a treasure. In short, it is very precious. You don't know this even if I tell you."

Yang Xiu didn't say it was a mutated seven-color grass, but Qin Ye didn't realize that it was indeed a mutated seven-color grass.

Because ordinary seven-color grass does not emit light, but under Yang Xiu's reminder, Qin Ye found that the seven-color grass discovered by his group started to glow.

The light is not very obvious now, but when it is mature, it will be radiant, and it is difficult to know whether it is within a hundred miles.

This mutated seven-color grass is the same as what Yang Xiu said. It is very difficult for martial arts experts to obtain one. It is a treasure that cannot be found.

It is not uncommon for martial arts experts to die for a mutated seven-color grass.

This is enough to show how rare this mutated seven-color grass is.

"Senior Brother Qin Ye, why don't we withdraw first? After all, this thing doesn't seem to belong to us..." Although Fang Ping wanted to get this treasure, he knew that if he didn't have the strength, he would be looking for death.

Qin Ye shook his head, "It's okay, I'll collect the mutated seven-color grass later and you can hold it for me first."

"We still want to grab it?" Qing Shui asked in disbelief.

Qin Ye glanced at Qing Shui lightly: "If you are afraid, then leave first, because no matter what, I will take this mutated seven-color grass into my pocket!"

"Oh? You have a serious tone, kid? I said for the last time, either get out now or we will drive you away!"

Qin Ye smiled and said: "Don't fight among yourself at this time, right? You just said that people from other sects are coming, and they will be here soon. Can you really resist it then?"

Yang Xiu and the others were stunned by Qin Ye's question. That's right, each of the other sects has a few masters, so there are at least a dozen masters in these sects. If we only rely on them to estimate If you can't stop it, if you can't stop it, even if you get the mutated seven-color grass, it will be a dead end!
But Yang Xiu and the others quickly realized: "This is indeed a bit embarrassing, but it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, does it?"

"I can help you, and I can just give you some spirit stones or seven-leaf clover." Qin Ye laughed.

"Just you? You are only a ten-star warrior, what can you do for us? Let's go!" Yang Xiu glanced at Qin Ye with disgust.

"How about this?" Qin Ye released some of his aura, and then came a powerful breath.

"Since this is the case, then you should stay. If we get the mutated seven-color grass, you will be of great benefit." Yang Xiu also felt Qin Ye's aura just now. It is not very strong, but it is enough to be cannon fodder.

At this time, masters from other sects also came. The cultivation base of these people was similar to that of Yang Xiu and the others, but the number was much larger than them.

"So people from Misty Sect are guarding here? It's really hard for you, now you can go!" A genius disciple of Shenxiao Sect said to Yang Xiu and others.

"Hmph! If you want us to leave, you have to show some skills. Otherwise, if we leave like this, wouldn't it make people laugh at us?" Yang Xiu was ready to fight when he said this.

Because he knows the strength of his side, although there are a little more people on the opposite side than them, their average level is much higher.

In this way, after a while, I really don't know who will win the fight!
"Oh? Since this is the case, don't blame us for bullying the few. Everyone, how about we temporarily drive away the people from the Misty Sect?"

The genius of Shenxiao Sect loudly suggested to the geniuses and masters of other sects around.

"Okay, that's a good suggestion, drive away the Misty Sect first, and we'll discuss things in the future."

"Haha, since this is the case, I'm going to do it first. It is said that Li Shuang, the genius of the Misty Sect, has not appeared for many days, and he is probably dead now."

"That's right, we haven't seen him for several days, he is probably dead, otherwise why didn't he show up at this time?"

"The genius of the Misty Sect, Li Shuang, is dead. I'm a little curious. Besides the genius Li Shuang, of the Misty Sect, is there anyone else who can fight?"

After finishing speaking, the geniuses and masters of the various sects around rushed towards Yang Xiu and the others.

Seeing this, Qin Ye couldn't help but feel amused, and at the same time secretly said: "These people are really stupid. If it were me, I wouldn't do it now. After all, the mutated seven-color grass is not yet mature. Now, if you fight to the death, you can make wedding dresses for others. It's not doing any good."

But now that the fight started, Qin Ye had no choice but to say to Fang Pingping and Qingshui: "Be careful, you two, just follow me, don't try your best to keep your spiritual energy full."

"Ah? Shouldn't we kill all the people from those sects? After all, if we don't do our best, the brothers and sisters of the sect will be even more disadvantaged. Once they fall, we guess..." Fang Ping was a little puzzled. .

Qin Ye smiled and said: "You just listen to me on this matter, and I just want to let Yang Xiu and the others lose the battle, and I will make my own arrangements when the time comes."

"Okay, Senior Brother Qin Ye, I will listen to you." Fang Ping nodded.

Qin Ye nodded in satisfaction, and then punched away a disciple of the Shenxiaomen who was rushing towards him.

Qin Ye led Fang Ping and Qing Shui to fight and move to a place with few people, but Yang Xiu and the others were different. Now they had already fought with Shenxiaomen and Xuanlingzong.

"Miaomiao Sect, you are at the end of your battle, now is the time to surrender, otherwise we will show no mercy in a while!" The genius disciple of Shenxiao Sect shouted towards Yang Xiu and the others.

"Okay, you want us to surrender, right? Then first ask my sword whether I agree or not!" Bi Yangxiu's long sword had already been unsheathed, and then he beheaded an ordinary disciple of Shenxiaomen under the sword .

However, the genius disciples of Shenxiao Sect and Xuanling Sect were no longer vegetarians. They killed four or five ordinary disciples of Misty Sect with their hands.

"Should we help them?" Qing Shui couldn't bear to ask.

"No need to help. If they want to retreat, they can retreat at any time. If they don't want to retreat, they are courting death!" Qin Ye analyzed.

"Then what are we doing now?" Qing Shui suddenly asked such a sentence, because they are really bored now.

Indeed, Qin Ye took them to hide behind a big rock and watched the Misty Sect fight with other sects. It would be a lie to say that it was not boring.

"Why not, what we have to do now is to wait." Qin Ye said calmly.

"Wait for what?"

"Waiting for a suitable opportunity."

"What is the right opportunity?"

"When the mutated seven-color grass matures, we will leave as soon as we get the mutated seven-color grass."

Speaking of this, Qin Ye pondered for a while, and then suggested to Fang Ping and Qing Shui: "Why don't you two leave here first? Because I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of you for a while."

"That's fine, senior brother Qinye, be careful yourself." Fang Ping cupped his fists at Qinye and led Qing Shui away.

The reason why he agreed so simply is that he is very aware of his own strength. If he stays here, he will not be able to help Qin Ye, but will also hinder him. Since it is a drag, it is better to leave first, so that Qin Ye can let go Do.

After Fang Ping and the two walked away, Qin Ye took a fiery look at the mutated seven-color grass that was about to mature.

At this moment, the mutated seven-color grass trembled, and then released a strong light. Qin Ye knew that this was the moment when the mutated seven-color grass matured.

And what Qin Ye was waiting for was this moment, if he didn't do anything now, when would he wait?
Thinking of this point, Qin Ye came to the mutated seven-color grass in an instant, and then grabbed the mutated seven-color grass with his big hands.

Qin Ye's every move was watched by everyone around, including Yang Xiu!

And when they saw that Qin Ye went to grab the newly matured mutated seven-color grass, they exclaimed and even threatened Qin Ye.

"Boy! How dare you?"

"You can't live if you take that treasure, if you don't believe me, try it!"

"Move again, and I'll kill you right now!"

All kinds of threats came from all directions, even people from Misty Sect began to threaten Qinye.

But Qin Ye acted as if he hadn't heard it, he directly grabbed the mutated seven-color grass with his big hand, then pulled it violently, and put it into his storage ring.

At this time, the surrounding monks also stopped fighting, and even those who had been beating you to death just now unexpectedly surrounded Qin Ye by coincidence.

"Qin Ye, you come here senior brother, senior brother protects you." Yang Xiu suddenly became warm-hearted.

Before Qin Ye could answer, the genius disciple of Shenxiaomen disdainfully said: "What can he protect? He can't protect himself, is he an ordinary disciple of Misty Sect? You come to my side, as long as you hand over the mutated seven-color grass to ensure your safety It's okay, no one here can touch you!"

"Hehe, I feel like I heard a big joke just now, young man, don't listen to him, come to me, I don't want you to hand over the mutated seven-color grass, and then protect you unconditionally."

Qin Ye glanced at the monks around him indifferently. Except for those genius disciples, the rest of them were similar to Yang Xiu or even worse than Yang Xiu. In Qin Ye's eyes, they were not worth mentioning.

"Stop talking, are you bothered? Can you let me say a few words?" Qin Ye shouted impatiently.

"Okay, what do you want to say? Or what conditions do you want to raise, as long as it is not too much, we will agree to you." The disciples of the major sects allowed Qin Ye to raise conditions in order to please Qin Ye.