The lord god wants to fall in love [Comprehensive]

Ye Gucheng stared at this seemingly ordinary little old man, feeling a little puzzled.

The portrait of his enemy that Father Ye drew for him back then was very realistic, but the portrait showed a tall, ordinary-looking middle-aged man with an extraordinary momentum.

The little old man in front of him is hunched, and his face is full of grooves like walnuts, but according to Ye Gucheng's careful comparison of his face and facial features with the middle-aged man in the portrait, he is sure that this little old man is the enemy after old age!

But it's only been 16 years since Ye's father and Ye's mother fought against him. Just 16 years can make a middle-aged man who looks only 30 years old look like 60 years old?

An ordinary person could still say that he was trained to be like this, but this little old man in front of him is an innate seventh-layer master who has communicated with the bridge between heaven and earth!

Martial artists age very slowly after entering the Xiantian Realm. Seventy-eighty years old seem to be normal in their fifties. Experts with innate seventh-level and above have a greatly increased lifespan. It is not unusual for them to live to be more than 50 years old and still look middle-aged.

The appearance of this little old man is just like the middle-aged man in the painting who has shrunk into such a short and crooked appearance, which makes Ye Gucheng wonder whether he has practiced some strange martial arts as a result.

The little old man who was forced to show up looked at Ye Gucheng and frowned. Bad memories from many years ago came to his mind, and his gaze became unfriendly when he stared at Ye Gucheng: "Your surname is Ye?"

Ye Gucheng knew that this little old man probably also guessed his identity, so he nodded slightly without hesitation: "That's right."

The little old man sneered and said, "Old man Wu Ming, I wonder if you have heard of it?"

Ye Gucheng said indifferently: "Since you consider yourself an unknown person, I have never heard of it."

The little old man Wu Ming smiled grimly, and old and new grudges welled up in his heart: "Hehe, it doesn't matter if you haven't heard of it, but you should know that your parents who died early died under the poisonous palm of this old man!"

Ye Gucheng's face remained unchanged, and he was not irritated at all as Wu Ming thought. Instead, he nodded calmly: "I know, so I came here to take your head."

Ye Gucheng's calm attitude as if he was determined by him made Wu Ming very, very upset, and thinking of how he was accidentally injured by Ye Gucheng's father back then, which made him go backwards in his magic skills and toss himself into such a ghostly appearance. I can't wait to torture Ye Gucheng, the son of the enemy, to death!

But when Ye Gucheng made a move just now, Wu Ming saw it. He was very sure that Ye Gucheng was like him a master at communicating the bridge between heaven and earth, so Wu Ming rationally suppressed his anger and did not make a move.

Wu Ming said angrily, "Just because of you, you want to kill this old man?" After he finished speaking, he pretended to be about to strike, but just as he got into position, when Ye Gucheng was about to draw his sword, he immediately turned around slip away.

Wu Ming slipped away so fast that Ye Gucheng was slightly taken aback.

How could a majestic seventh level innate master be so shameless?

Ye Gucheng was surprised for a moment, and then chased after him.

Although Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship is the strongest, but in terms of lightness kung fu, he is also among the best in the world.

Wu Ming's lightness skill was not as good as it was, but relying on his familiarity with the terrain of the island, he opened the distance from Ye Gucheng who was chasing after him.

After several times of chasing, Wu Ming saw a group of buildings in front of him, and immediately shouted: "Come quickly to meet the enemy!"

The sound spread out with the zhenqi, and many martial arts masters came out of the room. Looking in the direction of the source of the sound, they saw Wu Ming and Ye Gucheng chasing behind, and they were shocked.

Wu Ming also knew that this was not the time to continue running. Seeing that his subordinates had all come out, he quickly turned around and slapped Ye Gucheng who was chasing after him, and at the same time said to his subordinates: "Give me all!"

He didn't believe that he and so many congenital realms could not deal with a brat!

Ye Gucheng stabbed at the palm of Wu Ming's slap with his sword, and the tip of the sword spat out a sharp sword aura that was one foot long, making him feel like holding a four-foot-three long sword in his hand. How dare Wu Ming's fleshy palms compete with the sword aura of a sharp sword Recklessly?

He immediately changed his move, from slapping his right palm to clamping the sword with both palms, he didn't dare to hold it for too long, he just touched it and split it, but he took the opportunity to pour the sinister true energy into the sword.

Ye Gucheng felt a sinister true energy pouring into his arm-like saber body, and hurriedly used his kung fu to expel it. When the sword light spit out from the tip of the sword, a jet of black true energy was spit out and shot at Qingshi. On the ground, a large piece of hard bluestone was corroded into a big hole.

He glanced at the big hole in the bluestone ground, and was slightly surprised: "It's so vicious!"

This zhenqi is not poisonous, but its attribute is Yin evil, which is extremely corrosive to foreign objects.Fortunately, his saber was made by the cold iron elite, and it was conceived by his sword qi and sword intent for many days, and he promptly expelled the evil and true energy, otherwise this newly forged cold iron sword would not be as good as Zuo Dandan's shelter That cold iron sword had been conceived by his sword intent for a long time, so it may not be able to withstand the erosion of this evil spirit.

Ye Gucheng is surrounded by sword domains, with sword intent as his coat, except for one Wu Ming who deserves his attention, none of Wu Ming's subordinates who are the strongest but innately fourth-level can approach him.

He ignored those innate realms that interfered with him, and aimed straight at Wu Ming with his sword raised.

The gorgeous sword light is like the misty white clouds in the sky, without any murderous intent.But Wu Ming, who was surrounded by the sword light, was sweating coldly behind his back.

Wu Ming sometimes moved around, and sometimes he slapped a pair of pitch-black poisonous palms, and then grabbed a sharp sword in his hand and used exquisite sword moves to resist... In just ten breaths, Wu Ming used seventy or eighty kinds of tricks. A well-known secret trick in the world.

However, all these are useless under Ye Gucheng's sword.

Ye Gucheng, who was no longer interested in Wu Ming's martial arts moves, became serious, and stabbed out with a sword that contained his own sword intent, as if the scenery on the island suddenly changed in an instant, everyone seemed to be on the beach, and the sea level rose towards the sun , radiant, the most brilliant sword light flew from the red sun, suppressing all the light, as if everything in the world became the foil of this sword light...

Wu Ming was immersed in the beauty of this sword light, and the subordinates around him were also immersed in the beauty of this sword light... When Wu Ming came back to his senses, Ye Gucheng had already taken the tip of the sword from him. The pierced throat was retracted.

Wu Ming's vitality had been cut off, but his consciousness had not faded away. Holding his last breath, he asked, "What kind of sword technique is this?"

Ye Gucheng said indifferently: "Flying Immortal Beyond the Sky."

Wu Ming fell to the ground, and at the last moment when his consciousness dissipated, he murmured: "Good swordsmanship..."

Ye Gucheng stood with his sword in his hand, watching Wu Ming's body.

Seeing that Wu Ming was dead, the surrounding Xiantian Realms lost their fighting spirit and turned around to flee.

Ye Gucheng swung his sword again, stabbing dozens of swords in an instant, and the dozens of innate realms fleeing around were all corpses who ran a dozen steps according to inertia before falling to the ground.

Ye Gucheng didn't even look at the effect of the dozens of swords he had just done, he put the sword back into its sheath, walked to Wu Ming's body, and frowned slightly in distress.

He should have taken one of his men to the island.

Suddenly Ye Gucheng felt that someone was watching him, he turned his head and looked over...

Ye Gucheng walked to a corner room. This room is very remote and separated from other buildings by a long distance. It seems that it was intentionally isolated from other rooms when it was built.

He opened the door and walked in, and what he saw was a glazed mirror as big as the door.

Such a large mirror is expensive, and it is definitely a treasure among treasures.There is only one full-length glazed mirror in Ye Gucheng's city lord's mansion. It is very convenient to illuminate the whole body when wearing clothes.

But the mirror in front of him was bigger than his body mirror.

Ye Gucheng glanced at a certain figure in the mirror, then turned his head to look at the boy in blood-stained white clothes lying by the window.

Ye Gucheng was very impressed by this young man's eyes, it was a lone wolf's stern eyes, even though he just saw Ye Gucheng kill so many masters, he looked at Ye Gucheng without any fear, There was even excitement.

Ye Gucheng stared at the boy for a while, then suddenly asked, "Are you afraid?"

The boy had a sneer on his face: "What am I afraid of?"

Ye Gucheng nodded slightly: "Just don't be afraid. Then please do me a favor..."

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When Gong Jiu cut off Wu Ming's head with a treasured knife in the hand of the dead swordsman next to him, his mood was complicated.

When he was hiding in the room and was discovered by Ye Gucheng, he thought he was going to die, but Ye Gucheng asked him if he was afraid, and after he replied that he was not afraid, Ye Gucheng asked him to cut off Wu Ming's head.

Looking at this familiar face, Gong Jiu hugged Wu Ming's head, no matter how ugly his own image was when the blood drenched his clothes, he murmured to Wu Ming's head, who was dying, "Master, master, I thought you would You died in my hands after I had achieved great martial arts, I never thought you would die so soon..."

At this time, a brocade box was thrown to Gong Jiu's feet. He looked up, but saw Ye Gucheng standing beside him in white clothes and snow: "Put the head in the brocade box."

Gong Jiu hugged her master's head, looked at Ye Gucheng curiously and asked, "Are you seeking revenge from the old man? Why don't you do it yourself?"

Wouldn't it be better to have hatred for Wu Ming by cutting off his own head?

Gong Jiu was puzzled.

Ye Gucheng cast a disgusted look at Gong Jiu, who was covered in white clothes that turned into blood, and said a word coldly: "Dirty."

How could he be willing to cut off Wu Ming's head himself?What should I do if I splatter blood all over my body?

The author has something to say: Gong Jiu (skilled at cutting off the head): Why don't you do it yourself?

Ye Gucheng (disgusted): I have a cleanliness freak!

☆、04-09