Chapter 50 Hunting Team

Qingxuan Peak, a gazebo.

A young man in blue clothes handed a cup of tea to An Shijie, and said respectfully, "Master, please drink tea!"

"Ye'er, are you going to the endless wasteland again?" An Shijie looked up at the young man in front of him and asked, if Ye Wushuang were here at this moment, he would find that this young man was Murong Ye who invited him to the endless wasteland.

Murong Ye nodded, and said: "I found a secret place in the endless wild forest, so I want to visit it. In addition, I also invited Ye Wushuang to go with me."

"Ye Wushuang!" Hearing these three words suddenly, An Shijie's eyes burst out with murderous intent, causing the surrounding air to suddenly drop to zero.

"Master, don't worry, I will kill him." Murong Ye said lightly, but the coldness revealed in his voice made people feel frightened, and he added: "In the sect, with Di Qingxue and Elder Xingchen here, maybe I can’t attack Ye Wushuang, but if I lead him to the endless wild forest, I can do it.”

An Shijie understood Murong Ye's plan, picked up his teacup and took a sip, his eyes flashed with a sinister light!

Immediately he thought of something, and immediately asked, "Does he know your identity?"

"I don't know, otherwise I won't accept my invitation." Murong Ye said, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, "As long as he leaves the Ancient Lingzong, his life will be in my hands at any time. could kill him."

"Okay!" An Shijie smiled indifferently, and said, "Bring his head back and pay homage to Xiaojun's spirit."

"The disciple must bring back his head and give it to you."

Murong Ye stood up, putting away the coldness on his face, and regained his warm smile.

...

Broken Sword Peak.

Yuan Chong and Li Tongtian were sitting in the cave mansion, as if they were discussing something, but at the next moment, several people outside the cave mansion walked in with the help of Yuan Mei who had fainted.

Yuan Chong frowned and said, "What's going on?"

"Miss Yuan Mei has been deposed!" A young man in the Cyclone Realm responded tremblingly.

Abandoned?

Yuan Chong's face changed, and he hurriedly searched Yuan Mei's body. When he saw the bloody hole in Yuan Mei's dantian, his face darkened suddenly, and his killing intent was blazing!

"Who did it?" Li Tongtian next to him also frowned, and asked a few people coldly.

The few people shrank their necks, and replied tremblingly: "Yes...it's Ye Wushuang!"

"Ye Wushuang!" Hearing the three words Ye Wushuang, Yuan Chong gritted his teeth and said a sentence. The coldness was terrifying, and at the same time, a strong killing intent pierced through the cave!

"Senior Brother Yuan, Ye Wushuang is going to enter the endless wasteland, and you can kill him then." A young man reminded.

"Into the endless wasteland?" Yuan Chongsen said: "Then let him stay in it forever."

...

Day three, morning!

Ye Wushuang arrived at the foot of Broken Sword Peak as scheduled, when he just arrived, a familiar shout reached his ears.

Ye Wushuang walked over looking for the sound, and saw four young men watching him, one of them was Murong Ye in blue clothes.

As for the other three youths, one is tall and has brown hair tied up in pigtails, looking extremely tough, while the other is wearing a brown battle armor, full of evil, especially those scarlet and bewitching eyes , Weird and frightening.

In the end is a burly young man, his muscles are wrinkled like rocks, full of the beauty of strength, and he carries a domineering spiritual weapon sword on his shoulder, giving people a sense of domineering.

Although the three of them had their own characteristics, all of them were at the fifth level of cyclone, and their strong aura made Ye Wushuang dignified.

"Brother Ye, you're here."

Seeing Ye Wushuang approaching, Murong Ye smiled warmly, like a spring breeze.

Ye Wushuang nodded lightly, but did not relax his vigilance against this person, this kind of smile is too weird!

Immediately, Murong Ye pointed to the three youths and said, "Let me introduce you, the three of them are members of the wild hunting team, Xi Jie, Zuo Yi and Yun Dao."

Ye Wushuang also followed his gaze. Xijie was the young man with brown hair and braids, the left wing was the young man in brown armor, and Yundao was the burly young man carrying a big knife.

"This is Ye Wushuang!" After introducing the three, Murong Ye introduced Ye Wushuang to the three.

"Ye Wushuang!" Before Murong Ye introduced, the three of them started to look at Ye Wushuang. When they saw Ye Wushuang's cultivation, they frowned, and a look of contempt bloomed in their eyes.

Seeing this, Murong Ye smiled slightly, and explained: "You three guys, don't underestimate Brother Ye. Recently, the most rumored ruthless person in the sect refers to him. I have seen that he easily defeated more than a dozen Cyclone Double Layers, which can be said to be unparalleled in combat power!"

"Body Tempering 10th Layer, easily defeated more than a dozen Cyclone 2nd Layers!"

Hearing Murong Ye's introduction, the three of them were extremely surprised, and their contempt was also covered up.

"Get to know each other again!"

"Siege!"

"Left wing!"

"Cloud knife!"

The three of them clasped their fists again and said, "Welcome to the hunting team!!

Ye Wushuang also nodded, with a calm expression. Only strong strength and talent can win respect. This is the same truth, and he is not surprised!

"Since everyone knows each other, let's go." After seeing Ye Wushuang and several people getting to know each other, Murong Ye smiled and glanced at him before leaving the ancient spirit sect.

The endless desolate forest, boundless, is rumored to be the burial place of the supreme desolate god!

Among them, there is still the terrifying Desolate Race inherited from the Taihuang period. They are so powerful that even the great sects dare not provoke them.

Of course, the endless wasteland is very vast, most of which are desolate and uninhabited, and there are also dormant remnants of the wilderness, rampant wild beasts, poisonous mist and miasma, and various unknown dangers, which make people frightened.

Of course, there are also treasures such as spiritual talents, precious medicines, and spiritual stones that have never been explored by others, which attract countless practitioners to risk their lives to find treasures.

The three of them ran for a long time, and finally stepped into the endless wasteland.

In the barren forest, the ancient trees are towering, as big as four or five people, like giant pillars of ancient palaces, and the leaves are dense like giant umbrellas, covering the sky and the sun, making it difficult for the sun to shine in. The barren forests are united.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

In the dead and deserted forest, there are a few figures shuttling back and forth, as agile as an ape, as fast as a breeze, traveling tens of meters in the blink of an eye, like ghosts in the jungle.

These figures are Murong Ye's hunting team, they are all cyclone five, very fast.

"Wait a minute, Ye Wushuang!"

About four or five minutes later, Xijie yelled to the people around him, and the figures of the four fell under a dead tree.

"Why did you stop?" The moment the four of them turned their heads, Ye Wushuang's voice suddenly came from their ears, which made the four of them startled.

"You..." Xijie stared blankly, and looked at Ye Wushuang standing behind him in great surprise and surprise. Originally, he was worried that Ye Wushuang's cultivation would not reach the cyclone, and it would be difficult for him to keep up with their speed. He planned to stop and wait for Ye Wushuang. Wushuang, who would have thought that Ye Wushuang had been following them all the time.

"What a speed!"

The other three were also startled by Ye Wushuang's speed. They were all five cyclones, and their speed was extraordinary, but Ye Wushuang, who was only at tenth level, could keep up with their speed.

Ye Wushuang smiled lightly, and did not explain that his speed was due to his practice of superficiality.

Several people glanced at Ye Wushuang curiously, and then turned their heads to ask Murong Ye, "Is the destination coming soon?"

Murong Ye took out a map, glanced at it, and said, "We'll reach our destination in thirty miles!"

"Okay, it's getting late now, let's go there as soon as possible." Zuo Yi responded, and several people nodded, then got up and continued on their way.

"Wait a moment!"

Suddenly, Ye Wushuang frowned, stopped several people, and said solemnly: "There is a powerful aura coming towards us in front of us."

"Powerful breath!" Several people looked blank, and then used their spiritual sense to visit, but found nothing. They looked at Ye Wushuang suspiciously, "You don't have hallucinations, do you?"

"No!" Ye Wushuang replied lightly, "My spiritual sense has detected a terrifying giant beast coming towards us!"

"Spiritual consciousness visit?" Yundao laughed loudly, disapproving, because talking about the strength of spiritual consciousness here, could it be that a body tempered state can still be as powerful as their cyclone fifth stage?

"You don't believe it?" Ye Wushuang turned to ask Yundao.

"Let's go!" Yundao was disdainful, as if he was too lazy to explain, he shouted to the other three, and walked away with the giant sword on his shoulder.