The Most Generous Master Ever



This might be the benefit of being a genius. He accumulated his strength and only wanted to amaze the world. After settling down for so many years, their foundation had long been polished to an unbreakable state. After settling down to a limit, it would erupt.

Therefore, some people might be surprised by Ye Qingxuan's rapid advancement at first, but slowly, they let it go. There was nothing strange about that.

"This is?" A strange look flashed across Xiao Fan's eyes when he first saw Ye Qingxuan. He looked at Ye Qiu and then at Ye Qingxuan. He felt that the two of them were inexplicably similar. "Hiss… Could this person be Brother Ye's son? F*ck, like father, like son."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire place fell silent. The corner of Ye Qiu's mouth twitched and he hesitated.

"Look at this heroic, imposing, and extraordinary figure. He should be a Deva and have the potential of an Emperor. Brother Ye, you gave birth to a good son." Xiao Fan continued to walk further and further down the path of death.

Ye Qiu stopped talking. Lian Feng covered her mouth and suppressed her laughter. She didn't want to explain lest everyone felt awkward.

On the other hand, Ye Qingxuan's face had already turned as black as charcoal. He tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart. His gritted teeth were filled with killing intent and anger. "On purpose, definitely on purpose!"

Good job, Ye Qiu. You already knew that you weren't happy with me, so you deliberately found such a person to train with. Are you trying to disgust me?

Pfft…

You want to be my father?

Dream on.

"This is intolerable! Violet Cloud Training Hall is too rude. They're going too far!"

Bang!

With a sword cry, an immortal sword emitting flowing light was unsheathed, and a shocking killing intent instantly soared.

Ye Qingxuan was furious. The late-stage Dao Sacrificial aura instantly crushed over. Xiao Fan was shocked. He could casually suppress the early-stage Dao Sacrificial realm Wang Teng, but it didn't mean that he could challenge the late-stage Ye Qingxuan.

They were both geniuses, but the difference in this realm was extremely huge.

The moment Ye Qingxuan drew his sword, Xiao Fan was dumbfounded. "F*ck! There's killing intent." Xiao Fan hid behind Ye Qiu. Ye Qingxuan's target never seemed to be him. His actions were more or less unnecessary. "Brother Ye, your son has a rebellious bone. He actually pointed a sword at you."

Xiao Fan continued to court death.

The corner of Ye Qiu's mouth twitched. He really wanted to slap him to death. Just now, he thought that this kid was not bad and was a malleable talent. Who would have thought that he would do this in the next second?

Which eye did you see that this kid is my son? When did I have such a big son? Why didn't I know? Rumors are illegal, do you know that?

"Rude, too rude." Ye Qingxuan was furious. He held his sword with one hand and pointed at Ye Qiu. He asked, "Ye Qiu, is it interesting? Playing such a boring game? I know I can't defeat you, but that doesn't mean you can humiliate me. A scholar can be killed but not humiliated."

From beginning to end, Ye Qingxuan felt that Ye Qiu had deliberately arranged this to disgust Xiao Fan. Ye Qiu was very innocent. He clearly didn't do anything, but suddenly, a pot flew down from the sky and landed on his back.

I'm even more wronged than Dou'e.

"Ah! Impossible. I, Wang Teng, will never lose to anyone in my life. I will definitely not lose." Just as Ye Qiu was still worried about how to explain, Wang Teng finally recovered.

After the pride in his heart was crushed, Wang Teng completely fell into madness and lost control of his emotions. No matter how Wang Xuanzhi tried to stop him, it was useless. His eyes were red as if he had become a demon. He took out an old cloth banner. With a raise of his hand, black clouds pressed down, and a shocking murderous aura instantly enveloped the entire Violet Cloud Training Hall.

"Blood Weeping Banner?" Ye Qiu frowned. He didn't expect the dignified Wang Clan of the Immortal Ancient to refine such an evil treasure. Moreover, the person who owns it was this young master of the Wang Clan.

This was interesting!

It was rumored that the Weeping Blood Banner was a forbidden technique inheritance from the Immortal Ancient. It was passed down from an evil god of the Immortal Ancient and used the power of blood sacrifice to gather in the flag. It had the ability to destroy the world.

Speaking of which, Ye Qiu and the others all knew this Immortal Ancient Evil God. It was none other than the Corpse Ancestor who was severely injured on the Heaven Mending Divine Mountain.

And Wang Teng actually had the Weeping Blood Banner. Did this mean that the Wang Clan was already attached to the Corpse Ancestor?

Ye Qiu had no choice but to suspect this problem. After all, the Wang Clan was indeed very strong. He had to take it seriously.

The moment the others present saw the Weeping Blood Banner, their expressions were especially strange. They probably did not expect this farce to turn out like this, right?

"Blood Weeping Banner! Hehe… Looks like this Eldest Young Master of the Wang Clan has really lost his mind. Or perhaps he has been refining the Blood Weeping Banner all year round and has an impure temperament to begin with. He actually showed his cards in advance after being provoked." Xiao Fan looked at Wang Teng foolishly and smiled evilly.

"Xiao Fan, I will definitely kill you today!" Wang Teng attacked angrily. As the Weeping Blood Banner turned around, thousands of ghost spirits instantly came out in full strength. Just like the Corpse Ancestor back then, he also summoned thousands of blood spirits.

But it was unknown if his luck was really bad. He, who had used his trump card, should be able to defeat Xiao Fan and regain his dignity. However, the unlucky him happened to meet Ye Qingxuan, who had just been angered. He was holding back his anger and did not know how to vent it.

He bumped into it!

Wasn't this like wood meeting fire?

"You have a death wish." Ye Qingxuan instantly exerted strength and suddenly slashed at Wang Teng.

Boom!

With a shocking bang, Wang Teng, who had yet to flare up, was cut down by Ye Qingxuan's sword. "Pfft," His blood flowed backward and his aura was chaotic. Wang Teng didn't expect Ye Qingxuan to suddenly find him and punch him again. He didn't even use his sword. He punched Wang Teng to vent the anger in his heart. The scene was extremely cruel, making one unable to bear to look at it.

"Too ferocious! He beat him until his mother couldn't recognize him. Brother Ye, your son's temper is a little similar to yours!" Xiao Fan said with lingering fear.

Ye Qiu glanced at him and said, "I advise you not to continue courting death. Otherwise, I might not be able to protect you later. This kid doesn't even give me face when he's angry. Don't blame me for not reminding you in advance."

"Ah, this…" Xiao Fan was stunned. Then, he said, "Is Brother Ye's relationship with your son so tense? It's already to the point where you draw your swords?" Such filial piety. His knowledge had increased.

"What are you saying? Where did I get such an old son? If you continue spouting nonsense, I'll want to stab you twice later." Ye Qiu explained seriously.

When Xiao Fan heard this, he was stunned for a moment. "F*ck! That's impossible. You're clearly so similar. If you're not father and son, could you be brothers? Eh… That's not right either. Isn't everyone saying that Brother Ye ascended from the Great Desolate World and has no parents? Why did a brother suddenly appear, and he's even the young master of the Ye family?"

Xiao Fan's CPU was burned, and his clear eyes revealed a faint sense of stupidity.