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Qiu Zhen An blankly looked at Ye Qing.

Before this, if someone had dared speak of this matter in front of him and said that a seventeen year old youth was a Grandmaster in the Martial Dao, he would have long since slapped them seven or eight times.

'F * ck, how could someone who became a Grandmaster Wu at the age of seventeen to eighteen? 'Even in the ancient texts, those under the age of thirty are rare, and all of them are peerless geniuses. Even bragging can't be done in such a way! '

But after today, if anyone said that no one would be able to become a martial arts grandmaster before the age of twenty, he would definitely be the first to slap them a few times in the face to wake them up.

At this time, Yao Tianhao finally recovered from his shock. He stood up abruptly and ran to Chang Shang excitedly before kicking him viciously with his foot, laughing sinisterly:

"Brat, so what if you learn martial arts and come back? Back then, I could beat you up like a stray dog, but today, I can still kill you! "Hahahaha …"

Suddenly, a faint voice came from behind him.

"Chang Shang isn't completely dead yet, he's just fainted. Be careful, don't wake him up with a kick."

Hearing this, Yao Tianhao stopped laughing like a duck that was being held by the neck.

The next moment, he quickly turned his head and said with a fawning face, "Brother Ye, no no no …." Master Ye! You didn't kill the bandit leader? "

Ye Qing chuckled, "No matter what, he is a warrior whose inner strength is about to step into the peak of the middle stage. His vitality is more than ten times stronger than an ordinary person's, and even if he were to be beaten half his body into meat paste, he would still be able to live for a long time."

Finished speaking, Ye Qing walked to Chang Shang's side, stepped on his neck and said, "Alright, I've already broken his nerves. Even if he can still wake up, at most he will only open his mouth to speak and it is impossible for him to control his body any longer."

"Yes, yes, yes. Master Ye, your methods are superb. I, Xiao Hao, admire you." Yao Tianhao stood aside with a smile on his face, trying to please him.

It was just that he, a forty year old man, had such an attitude towards a seventeen year old youth, causing others to want to laugh when they saw it.

As long as he had this kind of great expert as a backer, he, Yao Tianhao, would no longer be afraid of any inner strength martial artists or people who crossed the river.

No matter how strong an ordinary person was, could he be stronger than Master Ye, who was killing someone a hundred steps away from him?

Didn't Chang Shang just say that a martial arts grandmaster could take the head of an enemy in a great army?

As long as Master Ye was around, he would have the courage to fight against the army.

Yao Tianhao exclaimed inwardly.

"Alright, stop standing around. Do you still remember the promise you made earlier?" Ye Qing glanced at Yao Tian Hao, who was imagining things.

"Promise?" Yao Tian Hao was surprised for a moment, but he nodded his head repeatedly, slapping his chest with all his might to ensure, "Yes, yes, yes! Rest assured Master Ye, that one million silver taels will not be any lesser. I will send someone to deliver it to your residence when I get back! "

Not to mention one million silver taels, even if he had to spend more than half of his wealth, he would still feel heartache, but he would not hesitate at all.

A matter that could be solved with money, was that still a matter?

Furthermore, it was all for the sake of making friends with such an expert. It was truly worth it!

He had never seen someone like Chang Shang being able to roam the world, saving more assets than him, Yao Tianhao, let alone a great expert like Ye Qing, who had heavenly martial skills. This is by no means measured in terms of money.