The best medical god in the city

Chapter 7549
Ye Wuwu knelt down on the ground and said: "Report to the teacher, the disciple's skills are not as good as others, and he was defeated by the master of reincarnation."

Zhang Qingyu nodded and said: "Well, victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs, and I don't blame you. Where's your Tingyu Sword?" His eyes shot at Ye Wuwu's waist, but there was nothing there.

"me……"

The night was dripping with cold sweat, his lips were pale, and he said, "I made a bet with the Lord of Reincarnation. I lost, so I handed over the Tingyu sword to him."

Hearing this, Zhang Qingyu's face twitched, and he said: "Who told you to make a bet indiscriminately? The Tingyu Sword is a treasure of our sect, and there is a Nine Nether Sword Soul sealed in it, which is of great value! Who gave you the courage, take Tingyu Sword Yujian to gamble?"

Ye Wuwu trembled all over, and said: "Headmaster, you gave me that sword, and I have the right to dispose of it. It is my fault that I lost it this time, but..."

Snapped!
He hadn't finished speaking when a shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and Zhang Qingyu slapped him hard.

"If I give it to you, it's yours!? You are so brave, you dare to gamble with the treasures of this sect!"

Zhang Qingyu's eyes were so angry that he almost burst into flames. He didn't expect Ye Wuwu to be so bold as to bet on Ting Yujian.

Elder Song Ji stood up, with dark eyes, and said: "Endless, you suppress the realm and fight the lord of reincarnation. Even if you lose, you can restore the method of Tianjun. Just don't admit it. Why are you so stupid? , really hand over the Tingyu sword to him?"

Ye Wuwu said: "Elder, but if this is the case, isn't it a breach of promise?"

Song Ji sneered, and said, "Xinnuo is nothing! You haven't sworn a poisonous oath, so don't worry about backlash. Even if you don't admit it, what can the Lord of Reincarnation do to you?"

Ye Wuwu said: "But, elder, didn't you say that there is Ren Feifei guarding behind the Lord of Reincarnation?"

Song Ji sighed: "As long as you don't hurt his life, then Ren Feifei will not show up easily. Alas, your brain is not flexible, it's too rigid, and you've become an idiot when practicing swords."

After a pause, Song Ji looked up at Zhang Qingyu again and said, "Teacher, fortunately, we haven't told him the secret of our sect, otherwise we may spoil the big event!"

Ye Wuwu hurriedly said: "Elder, what is the important secret of our sect? Why have you been refusing to tell me?"

"No more!"

Zhang Qingyu waved his hand impatiently. He has always wanted to train Ye Wuwu to become a confidant.

But judging from today's events, Ye Wuwu is indeed a sword idiot. He didn't know how to change many things, and he lost the treasure of Jianmen, the Tingyu Sword, for no reason.

"You have lost the Tingyu Sword that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years in our sect. According to the sect's rules, you should abolish your dantian and drive you out of the sect."

Hearing this, Ye Wuwu's face turned ashes in an instant, he knelt on the ground, and said, "Honorable Master, please be merciful!"

Zhang Qingyu had a gloomy face, didn't speak, and only waved to Song Ji.

Song Ji also had gloomy eyes, stepped forward, grabbed Ye Wuhen by the collar, and said: "Wu Wu, you lost Ting Yujian today, you are an eternal sinner of my Jianmen, you are worthy of the title of Seven Sons of Jianmen, today I will abolish your dantian and expel you from the sect, what else do you have to say?"

Among the many geniuses in Jianmen, seven of them are the most famous, known as the "Seven Sons of Jianmen".

Ye Wuwu is one of the "Seven Sons of Jianmen"!

However, the crimes he committed today are too great, and Jianmen can no longer tolerate him.

"Elder, be merciful! I can make up for my mistakes!"

Ye Wujin's heart was pierced like a knife, and he begged again and again. Under the grief in his heart, the chaotic rain's sword heart shook the world, and it actually caused heavy rain in the world in this painting.

Drops of rainwater fell on the earth of ink and wash, picking up pools of ink, like a dream.

"There's no need to make up for the mistakes, and accept the crime!"

Song Ji raised his palm, wanting to abolish Ye Wuwu's dantian.

"Master, wait a minute!"

At this time, a voice sounded.

I saw a man with a long red sword on his back, striding into the world in the painting.

"Song Yanjun!"

Ye Wuwu looked at the man, his face twitched.

The man's name was Song Yanjun, and he once competed with Ye Wuheng for the title of "Seven Sons of the Sword Gate", but was finally defeated by Ye Wuwu.

This Song Yanjun is also the direct disciple of Elder Song Ji.

"Yan Jun, what are you doing here?"

Elder Song Ji said slowly.

Song Yanjun cupped his hands, and said: "Master, head teacher, this night's endless crime is extremely heinous, so you don't need to do it, let me destroy his dantian."

Song Ji was startled, and glanced at the head teacher Zhang Qingyu.

Zhang Qingyu didn't speak, but acquiesced.

Song Ji nodded and said, "Okay, I'll leave it to you."

After finishing speaking, he grabbed Ye Endless's collar, blocked his aura, and threw it directly to Song Yanjun.

"Thank you Master!"

Song Yanjun was overjoyed, looking at the endless night on the ground, he sneered and said: "Senior Brother Wuwu, I'm sorry, who told you to be so arrogant, and lost the supreme weapon of my sword gate, today you are abolished Dantian, expelled from the division The door is also to blame!"

After finishing speaking, Song Yanjun raised his hand and slapped Ye Wuhen's belly hard.

"puff!"

Ye endlessly opened his mouth and spat out blood, only felt severe pain in his lower abdomen, and his dantian had been broken.

Apart from the abolition of his dantian, he obviously felt that there was a ray of scorching Lihuo dark energy rushing into his body.

"Song Yanjun, you..."

Ye Wuwu's face was distorted, knowing that Song Yanjun was avenging his personal revenge, in addition to abolishing his dantian, he also secretly buried a ray of evil spirit in him, and when the evil spirit broke out, he would definitely die!
"Teacher, Master."

After Song Yanjun abolished Ye Wuwu's dantian, he stood up and bowed to Zhang Qingyu and Song Ji.

Zhang Qingyu's face was gloomy, and he didn't talk nonsense. With a flick of his sleeves, Ye Wuxian's body flew out of the world in the painting.

"From today onwards, that endless night, you will no longer be my disciple of Jianmen!"

"Song Yanjun, you will make up for the absence of the seven sons of Jianmen."

Zhang Qingyu said lightly.

Song Yanjun was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, Master!"

Elder Song Ji was worried, and said: "Master, we have lost the Tingyu Sword, and the luck of the orthodoxy will be greatly affected. What should we do in the future?"

Zhang Qingyu pondered for a while, then frowned and said, "How is the investigation of the whereabouts of the Lihuo Realm?"

Elder Song Ji said: "You mean the location of the treasure of Emperor Chaos Yan in the past, the realm from the fire?"

Zhang Qingyu said: "That's right!"

Elder Song Ji said: "I have already found out the whereabouts of the Lihuo Realm, and even took Lord Yan to the outer periphery of the secret realm, and obtained a trace of Lihuo Shen Yan, and gave him the inner breath of cultivation." Song Yanjun.

Song Yanjun hurriedly said: "Exactly!"

Just now, he had quietly buried a streak of Lihuo evil spirit in Ye Wu Wu Wu's dantian, which was enough to kill Ye Wu Wu Wu.

Zhang Qingyu said: "I heard that in the Realm of Lihuo, the treasures of Emperor Chaos Yan's life are stored. Among them are two great treasures, one is the sacred fire left by him, and the other is the legendary Holy Grail of Human Slaughter!"

(End of this chapter)