The Ultimate Master: Starting from Meeting the Female CEO

In the midst of his busy schedule, Ye Xuan took out the jade box and threw it towards Master Longhu.

Master Longhu took the box subconsciously.

The sweeping monk didn't care about hurting Ye Xuan, and Tianfo slapped Master Longhu with his hand.

A flash of light flashed in the eyes of Master Longhu: "I'm really afraid that you won't succeed!"

The third Zhenwu move was launched again, facing the sweeping monk.

The two forces collided in the air.

Although the Heavenly Buddha's Hand disappeared into smoke, the Heavenly Buddha's Hand also turned into nothingness.

Master Longhu staggered back five steps, and a stream of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Looking at the god-like sweeping monk, Master Longhu looked horrified: "Half-step foundation-building master!"

The sweeping monk pronounced the Buddha's name again: "Hand over the Wannian Ginseng Fruit!"

Master Longhu's face became increasingly ugly.

Because he finally understood that the sweeping monk had been suppressing his strength even if he didn't want to kill too many lives.

If the sweeping monk tried his best, he would definitely be the one who died.

But do we really want to hand over the [-]-year-old ginseng fruit that we finally got?

The sweeping monk said nothing, but looked at Master Longhu coldly.

Ye Xuan dragged Lin Qingying and left with Lin Qingying.

Master Longhu was attracted by the sweeping monk's energy and did not dare to act rashly.

The sweeping monk aims at the ten thousand year ginseng fruit. Now that he sees the ten thousand year ginseng fruit in the hands of Master Longhu, he will naturally not stop Ye Xuan.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Xuan had left the sight of the two of them.

Seeing that there was no chance of escape, Master Longhu threw the jade box in front of the sweeping monk: "Here you go!"

Taking advantage of this action, Master Longhu stood up and left, disappearing instantly.

The sweeping monk chanted the Buddha's name, stretched out his hand, and took the jade box.

Seeing that the jade box was empty, the sweeping monk twitched his eyebrows and said, "You dare to trick me!"

Whoosh!

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the sweeping monk disappeared from the spot.

Ye Xuan took Lin Qingying out of Tianfo Temple and ran with all his strength.

Lin Qingying's eyes were full of disappointment: "It's a pity that the success failed!"

Ye Xuan winked at Lin Qingying: "I prepared two identical jade boxes. The one I gave to Master Longhu just now is a fake!"

Lin Qingying was delighted: "Do you still have the Ten Thousand Years Ginseng Fruit with you?"

Ye Xuan pulled out a jade box like a magic trick: "It's here!"

Lin Qingying's eyes flashed with something special: "You are so awesome!"

Ye Xuan, however, quickened his pace: "They will soon know that we have used the bag-swapping trick!"

"If we can't find a safe place to hide, we're doomed!"

Before Lin Qingying could speak, Ye Xuan said with a puzzled look on his face: "Why didn't Widow Liu come out?"

Lin Qingying explained: "When the war was about to start, I contacted Widow Liu, but for some reason, I couldn't get in touch!"

Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes.

Just now she was on the verge of life and death, but Widow Liu let her go. What did she mean?

A deafening roar sounded at this moment: "Ye Xuan, give me back the [-]-year-old ginseng fruit!"

After hearing the voice of the sweeping monk, both Ye Xuan and Lin Qingying felt their scalps go numb.

Although he was running desperately, the sweeping monk was so fast that he quickly caught up with the two of them.

Although he was fooled once by Ye Xuan, the disgust in the sweeping monk's eyes just swept away: "Ye Xuan, hand over the ten thousand year ginseng fruit, and I will spare your life!"

There was a hint of playfulness in the corner of Ye Xuan's mouth: "What if I don't?"

The sweeping monk's voice rose an octave: "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Before Ye Xuan said anything, Lin Qingying stretched out comfortably on the side: "Who is not afraid of death!"

"But if we have the confidence to defeat you, why should we hand over the ten thousand year ginseng fruit!"

Seeing Widow Liu's beautiful expression, Ye Xuan breathed a long sigh of relief.

Widow Liu still had some conscience. After seeing that there was no room for maneuver in the matter, she finally showed up.

A hint of surprise flashed in the sweeper's eyes: "Who are you?"

Obviously, with Saudi Monk's eyesight, he could see that Widow Liu and Lin Qingying were completely two different people at this moment.

Widow Liu looked disdainful: "You don't deserve to know my name!"

Ye Xuan had the feeling of being burned on the outside and tender on the inside.

The sweeping monk is a master at the half-step foundation building stage.

Widow Liu actually ignored the sweeping monk, how arrogant this must be.

But thinking that the more arrogant Widow Liu is, the more she can demonstrate her ability to defeat the sweeping monk, Ye Xuan is convinced.

The sweeping monk proclaimed the Buddha's name: "If that's the case, then give me a try!"

As he spoke, the sweeping monk slapped out another palm.

In the blink of an eye, the palm turned into a large palm of more than 100 square meters.

The strong wind blew, and the scene was filled with sand and rocks.

Widow Liu's eyes finally flashed with solemnity.

Then there was a shout and a slap.

"boom!"

When the two palms met, a wave of air came out violently.

Although Ye Xuan was in the middle level of the Saint Realm, he still felt unsteady and took several steps back.

At this moment, Ye Xuan's face changed color in horror.

How could a strong strike from a half-step foundation-building stage master be so powerful?

Widow Liu's body shook.

The sweeping monk took half a step back.

Sit down!

There was a flash of light in the sweeper's eyes: "I can't believe that there are such masters in this world!"

Widow Liu's eyes flashed with amusement: "There are many things you can't think of!"

The sweeping monk ignored Widow Liu and muttered something.

The Buddhist sounds poured out from the sweeping monk's mouth and turned into special Sanskrit words, attacking Widow Liu.

When Sanskrit first appeared, it was only an ordinary three-point font size, but after flying into the air, it became larger and larger.

By the time Widow Liu got close to her, she was already standing tall.

At the same time, the sweeping monk shot another sky Buddha hand.

The Supreme Sanskrit Sound of Buddhism and the Heavenly Buddha's Hand are the two major killers of the Sweeping Monk.

At this moment, the sweeping monk tried his best to keep Widow Liu.

Widow Liu's face changed slightly.

A long roar sounded, and with a shake of her hand, a hidden sword appeared in Widow Liu's hand.

The hidden sword swelled in the storm and turned into a three-foot-long giant sword almost in the blink of an eye.

Holding the sword in both hands, Widow Liu shouted: "The sword points to the sky!"

A fierce sword energy rose into the sky.

The Sanskrit and Heavenly Buddha's Hands that had attacked Widow Liu's body turned directly into nothingness.

The sweeping monk turned pale and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Widow Liu pointed her sword at the ground, and the mockery in her eyes was so thick that it could be spilled out: "Old bald donkey, do you still insist on keeping the ten-thousand-year-old ginseng fruit?"

The sweeping monk took a deep look at Widow Liu: "When I recover from my injury, I will definitely get back the Wannian Ginseng Fruit!"

"Amitabha!"

The sweeper left.

Ye Xuan breathed a long sigh of relief and walked to Widow Liu's side.

But before she could say anything, Widow Liu’s expression changed: “Let’s go!”

Seeing Widow Liu's face turning pale, Ye Xuan's heart skipped a beat and he quickly followed Widow Liu out of the scene.

After walking for more than a mile, Widow Liu's body shook violently and she spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ye Xuan was startled, especially when he saw Widow Liu falling to the ground, and quickly supported Widow Liu.