He Has a Dragon

"The injustice has its owner, and the debt has its owner?" Jiye sneered and retorted with disdain: "Susu was also innocent, but she ended up dead in the hands of Han Ruoshui, a wicked man with a cold nature!"

Then Jiye's face showed a look of pleasure again, and he continued with a cold voice through gritted teeth: "For the sake of my own martial arts, I killed my Taoist companion with my own hands. I deserve the backlash. I will never achieve the realm of heaven in this life. Every day They are all living in pain!"

Before Ji Ye could say anything else, Ji Yang shouted with exposed veins on his forehead: "That's enough! No matter how big of a mistake, Senior Brother, you should not put the hatred in your heart on innocent disciples and elders!"

"You betray the sect for your own selfish interests and frame your fellow sects to death. What's the difference between you and a beast?!"

I saw Jiye laughing with a crazy face to avoid the question, and then said: "In the end, the winner is the winner or the loser. Since you have discovered my whereabouts today, what else is there to say?!"

Then Jiye put away his smile, glanced at everyone present with hatred, and said with a tone full of regret: "It's a pity that I can't see the day when Nanhua Temple is destroyed. Huo? Ran? Wen?? ｗ?ｗ ?ｗ?．?”

As soon as he finished speaking, an elder nearby yelled angrily: "We in Nanhua Temple have magical weapons to suppress the background. You, a traitor, are talking so loudly even when you are about to die. It is really not a pity to die!"

Jiye snorted without even looking at the other person. Instead, he looked at Wang Le who remained silent, and said with a sneer on his face: "Even if you are as talented as a demon and make rapid progress, you are not a heaven-level strongman after all. Even if you have the ability to use the magic weapon Butterfly , it can’t change the world!”

After a pause, Jiye continued: "Cihang Jingzhai was careless last time. When he comes prepared next time, you Wang Le and the entire Nanhua Temple will definitely be killed!"

Having said this, Ji Ye's face became more and more sarcastic, and he said disdainfully: "In front of a behemoth like Cihang Jingzhai, you and Nanhua Temple are like ants. Even if you are a little stronger with the blessing of the artifact butterfly, They are just ants that are stronger than others of the same kind, and they cannot escape the end of destruction!"

Wang Le replied calmly: "It's just a group of women, nothing to be afraid of."

Ji Ye was about to speak when he saw Wang Le saying to Ji Yang who was standing aside: "Grandpa, what nonsense are you talking about? Let your grandson arrest this traitor first and wait for the head master to deal with him."

Of course Jiyang understood what his grandson meant. After all, in front of this large audience, it was very inappropriate for Jiye to unscrupulously reveal the secrets of the past. Of course, he had to be captured as soon as possible.

Just as Wang Le was preparing to take action,

A strange smile appeared on Ji Ye's face, and black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth!

At this moment, everyone including Wang Le was shocked at first, and then realized that Ji Ye had committed suicide by taking poison.

At this moment, an abnormal and sickly blush appeared on Jiye's pale cheeks, and his whole person's energy and energy slumped.

When Ji Yang was about to step forward, Wang Le immediately reached out to stop him, and then said: "Be careful, wait until he is dead."

"Uh!" Ji Yang and the other elders who were about to come over were startled at first, then stopped.

At this time, Ji Ye slumped down to the ground, a look of deep regret flashed in his eyes, and then he raised his head to look at Wang Le who was standing opposite and said with a smile: "You are so cautious at a young age, no wonder you can achieve what you have today." "

As soon as he finished speaking, with a "pop" sound, Ji Ye spurted out a mouthful of black blood, his face turned gloomy, and he said again tremblingly: "Even so, in the face of absolute strength, you still can't escape the fate of being crushed and perished! "

Wang Le looked down at Ji Ye indifferently and replied without any emotion: "Over the years, many people have been trying to kill me, but in the end they all died. This is the case in the world of mortals, and it is no exception in this martial arts world."

Ji Ye was startled and wanted to say something, but in the end he hung his head feebly, his whole body turning black and losing all breath.

At this moment, an elder suddenly changed his face and exclaimed: "Bone-Eating Pill! This traitor is really cunning and vicious!"

Before the words were spoken, the disciples and elders who were watching nearby couldn't help but step back, as if they were afraid to avoid him.

Wang Le raised his eyebrows, and while retreating, he did not forget to ask: "Is the Bone-Eating Pill powerful?"

Ji Yang stared at the dead Ji Ye with a fearful face, nodded and said solemnly: "It's amazing, now the traitor's body is covered in poison, and no matter who touches it in the slightest, he will die. Even a heaven-level old monster will not be an exception!"

"Hiss!" Wang Le gasped and thought to himself speechlessly: "This life-threatening thing in the martial arts world is really hard to guard against."

At this time, Ji Yang said with a frightened look on his face: "Thankfully, grandson, you warned me in time, otherwise grandpa and other elders would have suffered!"

Other nearby elders followed Ji Yang and nodded in agreement, looking at Wang Le with obviously different eyes.

Before today, everyone in Nanhua Temple had only seen Wang Le's unparalleled combat power, but now they had a deeper understanding of it.

"Then what should we do with Ji Ye's body now?" Wang Le asked.

Ji Yang replied: "We can only burn it with fire."

Then Ji Yang said to Wang Le: "There will be people here to deal with it, let's go back first!"

Immediately, Ji Yang went to the nearby elders to give a few more instructions, and then he and Wang Le left the square and drifted away...

………

Time flew by, and after dark, Wang Le finished his dinner under the service of butler Li Hongru, and then went to the study to make tea and drink it leisurely.

After a while, Ji Yang and the leader Ji Yinzi, who went out immediately after returning in the afternoon, entered the study together to meet Wang Le.

When Ji Yinzi brought the three rare objects he had prepared to Wang Le, the other party didn't look at them much, and calmly put them into the Dharma Eye space. At the same time, he couldn't help but muttered: "Uncle Master, what's wrong with the dignified Nanhua Temple?" It has been passed down for thousands of years, is it possible that there are only these three items in the treasure house and there are no other rare items?"

Ji Yinzi chuckled and said, "Don't underestimate Hai Wuya. His collection of rare objects is unparalleled in the world. Not even those with profound invisible traditions can compare with it, let alone my little one." I watched Nanhua."

After a pause, Ji Yinzi put away his smile and explained to Wang Le: "There are indeed other rare objects in the treasure house, but they are too valuable and cannot be taken out at all."

Wang Le nodded to express his understanding, and then he was very sensible and did not ask any more questions. He took the initiative to change the subject and asked: "Who is the Susu that the traitor Jiye said during the day?"

Ji Yinzi looked at Wang Le with a half-smile and asked, "You are so naughty, do you really not know?"

"Uh!" Wang Le chuckled and touched his nose out of habit without responding.

(To be continued...)