Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 1066: Admission Ticket

Like a snake, the pitch-black sword-like thing took out an old, black-and-white photo, then swung it very neatly and frugally. Zhang Heng was struck horizontally into the box in front of him, while the golden giant axe from before flew over.

"Tell me!"

The tip of the sword came into contact with the large expanse of the axe blade, for a few moments. After the sword body fiercely rotated together, like a fading dream at midnight, in the blink of an eye, half of the sky was left undefeated, patted and scattered in all directions where Elder Zhang held the axe.

Since it's already prepared, let's first make this religious artifact. Ye Fengsheng's voice definitely had to request the creation of this magic artifact.

Elder Zhang's sword first possesses immense power, shaking and continuously moving, the wonders in his heart did not wish to dwell further, the expansive axe was well prepared, the golden axe body behind, how Yu Fengsheng concealed the cut, similarly given to management.

Frequent attacks obviously reveal numerous flaws. It needs time for Ye Fengsheng's voice to blossom. "If only it takes a single decisive blow to determine victory.

But it wasn't as he envisioned. The children were anxious. Everywhere, I am doing such useless work. After several three-fold attempts, Ye Fengsheng lacked perseverance, the spiritual energy within him was infused into the sword. Complex and terrifying. The route that has yet to be traversed is their color. Once again clashing with the golden axe head. Initiate contact.

Completely different than the previous blade tip. This time, the blade was very light, with strength.

This soft, unrelated blade, if attacking one's own people, the opponent's beard amidst the white composition was merely akin to a child's, terrified, barely achieving success, even for a person with skin-like shoes, similarly can advance—not necessarily his sarcasm! 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Though it wasn't this fuzzy sword, when it reached the axe's body, a violent reaction ensued. At the same time, a huge silent sound came from the axe's surface.

With a loud "boom", Elder Zhang moved five steps, changing the giant axe from his right hand to his left.

No choice. After that sword, his right hand was already deeply immersed in intense acidity. He couldn't even hold an axe, even a simple thing like clenching a fist—he wouldn't be able to.

The spiritual energy within him roamed like the Yangtze River, but some parts could not dispel the acid within him, thus giving Ye Fengsheng's glance more meaning.

Though Ye Feng's voice and Yu might worry about drawing the sword again, even avoiding the instinct to counterattack when facing Ye Feng's voice from the opposite side, gently his arm, the box scattered, the short sword in his palm opened.

Let it be like this.

A faint voice emitted from Ye Feng's voice, puzzling Elder Zhang's mind.

One should pursue victory during triumph. As long as he once again offers, there's no way to stop it, yet always at the vital point, he offers nothing. Such is cunning.

Regardless, the reason for not being offered by Ye Feng's voice was because it gave him a moment to catch his breath. Adjusting the spiritual energy disrupted by the sword.

However, thinking this in their hearts, beside him, Liu Pacang's eyes widened, Sunx Kaiwu realized, on the other hand, afraid of attending to his own concerns.

It was the apprehension of his heart, the suspicion of his father's teacher, unknowingly, he took a glance at it.

Just the eyes! Nearly raised the eyes. Almost flew out from the corner of the eyes.

Unknown from where the transparent flames emerged, burning bit by bit in front of the axe he held. Those not in a hurry, not salty, had a tendency to spread. It's as if he wasn't burning the world's rare advanced technology device, but rather ordinary bronze.

However, why did the copper slag and iron ignite?

Even without a medium, be it bronze, silver, gold, iron, rust, none can burn into terrifying flames.

Just like that, Liu Shangcang and Sun-Tzu began to gaze at the face of the golden axe.

Ye Fengsheng naturally knew what people had in mind. Because of this, he spoke those words.

If identified as ordinary objects, flames of transparent water color would not ignite completely.

The main medium of the flames is spiritual energy. To let the special flames nurtured by the Door of Magic blaze fiercely, spiritual energy should not be depleted, but rather consumed, to prevent the lord of heaven and earth from falling once more.

The more spiritual energy the opponent releases, the more vigorous the flames burn!

Clearly, Xiao Zhang hadn't seen it for a day. Upon seeing the fire for the first time, instinctively, he released spiritual energy to extinguish the flames. Therefore, at the instant the spiritual energy and flames touched, we relentlessly transformed the fire into transparent flames.

Moreover, someone cannot stop the flame yesterday and follow its source, leveraging the continuity of the soil, over that expansive axe surface, crawling over 1 outdated body being looted, Elder Zhang's form completely obscured, flames exaggerated!

Because it was Kunlun, his will was exceedingly firm. Even if his body burned by flames, he never screamed. He gritted his teeth, striving to dispel the flames upon him.

The more spiritual energy he drew out, the hotter the flames became.

"Any last words?"

I tilted my head, seeing Ye Feng's voice with a look of hatred and Liu Shu, coldly saying, "There was no enmity between you and me originally. You should seek revenge on Zhenghai for Liu Yuan. Even though not enemies yesterday, I would still not. What to do?"

Liu Guocang climbed into the sky, wordless, his peripheral vision filled with resentment gazed at Zhang Fengsheng's eyes struggling painfully on the ground, teeth clenched, said:

"You?"

He's already acted. Is it the same thing? Or was a person murdered? Why not kill him?

"If you knew it'd bring disaster to your family, why would you want me to bind the Jing family's siblings when you returned?"

"Upon reaching there, first tell me 'this matter', issue international entry tickets.

"Why would I bind the Jing family's brother and sister?"

The other fabric-speaking Liu Guo glared at Fengming, saying, "Liu Guocang climbing is a upright Junzi. Even if you and I had enmity killing children, I wouldn't act here. Nor would I use vile means."

The sound heard from Ye Feng's voice, eyes intertwining together with doubt, late, five fingers softly open, soba noodles with timeless anguish, that slightly aged, along with flame still burning on their bodies visible to the naked eye, disappearing, fading, capturing no trace.

In the void, transparent binding hand, Ye Qian elevates Fengsheng's eyes, more than Fengsheng's visual perception, also saying, "You sent people yesterday, on a highway overseas, then forced the Jing family siblings, did Netherworld Cultivator take someone to plunder them?"

Momentarily escaping the fire that devours spiritual energy, Elder Zhang's body now ancient like a myriad insect's sting. But his stubbornly raised head, angrily looking at Ye Fengsheng.

The doubt and confusion manifest in Ye Feng's voice within his pupils: "If not, why did Jing Chu, once hosted by the Liu family, witness him stopping the driver at an evening banquet."

Beside him, the willow high-arching, boldly speaking, "The Liu family's banquet, not the Liu family's banquet. If he can attend, then other guests wouldn't come."

Ye Fengsheng asked again, "Why did I just ask if you didn't abide by the rules, you didn't speak!"

Why do you hang yourself?

The eyes of Liu Shu watching Ye Fengsheng were dead straight, eyes half-impossible: "Before you killed my child, I killed you—it bridged no power gap—exceeded rules to some extent, all reasonable, I climbed the sky, brave action, why not admit it!"

Is that all?

Ye Fengsheng raised his eyebrows looking at him: "Could it be you contacted those forces seeking that Netherworld Cultivator to run a scheme to steal from me?"

Liu said: "I am a worker. What one does. What does is not. Not done is. Hasn't done anything. The world, Elder Zhang masters alone with stitches. No other matters. Your Ye Fengsheng through heaven. I intend to kill you. Today came yesterday to kill me. Don't complain, but say no stains before dying. I detest." Master is clean