C927 Remember to Bring Some Delicious Swords next Time
C927 Remember to Bring Some Delicious Swords next Time
Ye Meng grabbed a handful of Spiritual Weapons floating in the air and started to bite them without any hesitation!
This Spiritual Weapon was Faang Lingqiu's personal sword. It was priceless and incomparably sharp!
As for the other long swords, they were just ordinary items. Ye Meng was too lazy to bother with them!
Faang Lingqiu looked at Ye Meng calmly. He ate his sword bit by bit. His expression did not change at all!
"Today, I, Fang, have humiliated myself. I will remember this in my heart!"
After Ye Meng ate all of his swords, Faang Lingqiu finally spoke!
When the people of Hundred Flowers Sect heard this, their hearts skipped a beat.
When they heard Faang Lingqiu's words, Was he going to fight Eldest Martial Brother to the death?
"Do you remember? What does it have to do with me? But remember to bring a better sword next time?"
Ye Meng heard this and curled his lips as he replied disapprovingly.
"Definitely!"
Faang Lingqiu took a deep look at Ye Meng and said expressionlessly.
After saying that, he waved his hand and turned around to leave.
Lin Yi and the other seven swords saw this and quickly followed him.
The remaining disciples of the Myriad Sword Sect looked at each other in dismay!
This time, Fang Son of Sword seemed to have a huge grudge with this kid!
However, Ye Meng wouldn't put Faang Lingqiu in his heart. He waved his hand, and the long sword that was floating in the air fell down with a clang!
"I will return it to you!"
When the disciples of Myriad Sword Sect heard this, they silently picked up their swords.
"Sigh!"
Gongsun Leng secretly sighed.
Although the relationship between the Sword Sage and him was inharmonious for the sake of the power of the sect, seeing Faang Lingqiu being defeated just like that made him feel uncomfortable as well.
After all, no matter how much competition there was between Faang Lingqiu and him, it would only be a competition within the sect!
And losing to Ye Meng had really embarrassed the entire Myriad Sword Sect!
Ying Jiujue looked at Gongsun Leng and the others who had gloomy expressions and shook his head.
What was there to be depressed about losing to a monstrous genius like Ye Meng? Besides, wasn't this something that the Myriad Sword Sect had picked out themselves?
Ying Jiujue thought disapprovingly in his heart.
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The next day, Ying Jiujue bid farewell to Gongsun Leng with Ye Meng and the others and left the Myriad Sword Sect.
They should have stayed for a day or two, but after so many things had happened, it would be awkward for them to continue staying in the Myriad Sword Sect.
Therefore, Ying Jiujue chose to resign!
Gongsun Leng probably also considered this point and did not try to persuade him to stay!
"Ye Xiaoyuv, we still have more than three thousand miles to go to Heehee Sect. We won't be able to make it today, so tonight we will go to Yangzhou City to rest for a night!"
As soon as they left the Myriad Sword Sect, Ying Jiujue turned to Ye Meng and said.
There was a distance of more than three thousand miles between the Myriad Sword Sect and the Heehee Sect. Even with the speed of the Martial Cultivator, it would take them at least a day and a night to reach there!
That was why Ying Jiujue had informed Ye Meng and the others in advance!
"Three thousand miles, that's so far away. I don't want to go anymore!"
When Ye Meng heard this, he muttered.
Then, with a flip of his wrist, the Divine Beast and Fu*k-you Horse suddenly appeared in front of him!
He had to walk for more than three thousand miles! He was not willing to!
When Ying Jiujue heard Ye Meng's words, he was stunned. Suddenly, he saw Ye Meng summon a Strange Beast out of thin air. He was shocked.
His gaze swept across the Fu*k-you Horse a few times, and in the next moment, his expression changed drastically!
"This is a Fu*k-you Horse? A Divine Beast Fu*k-you Horse?"
Ying Jiujue was simply stunned. The legendary Divine Beast Fu*k-you Horse had actually appeared in front of his eyes?