Ye Mengxi smiled and said: "This is none of your business!"

Black Tiger's anger suddenly surged, and he snorted: "What a shameless guy, he is really looking for death." As he spoke, a black sickle appeared in his palm.

This was not evolved using Yuan Power, this was a real weapon of death.

As soon as the black sickle appeared, Ye Meng felt a spooky light coming from him, making him feel as if his body was about to be torn apart.

"This thing is absolutely extraordinary!" Ye Meng suddenly felt that the black sickle had an extraordinary origin.

The black tiger wielded a black scythe in his hand and slashed at Ye Meng's head. His steady and ruthless attitude showed that he was a good fighter.

Ye Meng's strength improved greatly, and he faced the enemy with the Hao Hong Sword.

"Cang!", the sound of steel colliding sounded. Ye Meng only felt numbness in the tiger's mouth, soreness in his arms, and the force spread throughout his body, making his body tremble slightly.

In the fight just now, Ye Meng suffered a heavy loss.

Comparatively speaking, Black Tiger's body is extremely powerful, not comparable to Ye Meng's.

Black Tiger does not have advanced cultivation techniques, nor is he extremely talented. His ability to cultivate to this level is entirely due to his tenacity and perseverance.

During his training, he endured countless hardships and sharpened his will, as well as his body. In other words, his physical strength far exceeded that of masters of the same level.

However, Ye Meng did not suffer too much and was still able to fight the black tiger.

"Hey, this kid is pretty good!" Black Tiger looked ferocious as he stepped forward, holding the handle of the black sickle in his right hand, and attacked Ye Meng again.

After the last lesson, Ye Meng no longer fights strong against strong, but uses the Piaoxu movement technique in "Qingfeng Mingyue Jue". A force as full as water and as light as wind is generated in the soles of the feet, avoiding the black tiger's attack.

attack.

The black tiger had a sneer on his face, and the black sickle rushed away without any scruples.

As the saying goes, one force can defeat ten groups. As long as the strength is strong enough, nothing can be broken.

Sooner or later, the two forces came into contact, but there was no violent collision as imagined.

The black sickle was like cutting into cotton, causing no harm to Ye Meng.

At this moment, Heihu felt an incoming sword energy, causing him to break out in a cold sweat and his soul left his body.

This sword energy was naturally inspired by Ye Meng's Haohong Sword. The powerful sword energy was pointed directly at Black Tiger's life gate. Black Tiger hurriedly drew his black sickle to meet the enemy, but he found that his black sickle seemed to be trapped in

There is no way to extract it from the swamp.

As a last resort, Black Tiger's heart trembled, and he raised his right hand to try to grab the hilt of the Haohong Sword.

"Pfft!", the blade of the Hao Hong Sword cut off a section of Hei Hu's sleeve and fell to the ground. The force of the Hao Hong Sword did not change and directly touched the front two inches of Hei Hu's throat.

Heihu didn't dare to struggle anymore. He looked down at the Haohong Sword in front of him and the sword energy flowing on it. He understood that he had lost. He had lost completely, and there was no room for him to stand up.

"I lost, you kill me!" Black Tiger was a little helpless, a little sentimental, but more calm.

At this time, he was like a wise man who had seen through life and death. He had ignored life and death. In other words, he had thought about this day and was mentally prepared for it.

However, he was very disappointed. Ye Meng did not send the Haohong Sword forward, but took it back, put it on his back, and said calmly: "You can leave, I won't kill you."

It was Heihu's turn to be stunned and asked blankly: "Why do you want to let me go?!"

Ye Meng smiled easily and said, "I don't have the habit of killing people!"

Heihu was stunned after hearing this, and said to himself: "What a unique reason!" After a moment, he suddenly raised his head and asked: "Is it that simple?"

Ye Meng shrugged and said intentionally or unintentionally: "One more thing, I admire your brotherhood very much. I envy this very much."

Black Tiger was thoughtful, then he cupped his hands and said, "Okay! Then I'll take my leave."

After saying that, he turned around and left without any intention of lingering.

"Brother, if we go forward together, we can still take care of you." Ye Meng blurted out and called out to Black Tiger.

Black Tiger suddenly turned around, looked at Ye Meng with a strange expression, and asked, "Why should I go forward with you?"

Ye Meng blurted out just now without having time to think. To put it simply, he just didn't have a brain.

But now that the words have been said, Ye Meng naturally cannot pretend that he has not said them. He took a deep breath and said: "Your three brothers have passed away, so you must be alone, and I am also helpless. Therefore.

I want to come with you and have a companion."

After hearing this, Heihu's face kept changing, and then he said calmly: "You were an accomplice in the murder of my three brothers. It was originally going to be a life-and-death outcome. But you let me live, and this grudge has been wiped out. But I

Black Tiger swears that he will never stop until he kills Huangfu Jing. If you stop me, I will kill you."

At the end of the story, Black Tiger was murderous and extremely angry.

After hearing this, Ye Meng smiled bitterly, "It seems that he thinks Huangfu Jing and I are in the same group!" However, he did not tell the truth.

According to Huangfujing's existing methods, it would not be easy for Black Tiger to kill Huangfujing. He was not worried about Huangfujing's life and death.

"Okay, I promise you, I will never stop you from taking revenge." Ye Meng promised.

Black Tiger's face calmed down slightly and returned to normal.

"Brother Black Tiger, where do you think we should go?" Ye Meng had no idea about the division of power in this world, and he had no idea as to where we should go.

Heihu raised his head and stared into the void, and said quietly: "The three brothers once said that after the matter in the capital of Daqing is settled, we will go to Xiya Lake. That is the real place for cultivating immortals. This is just the most inconspicuous place in the world.

Small corner. Alas...it's a pity that the three brothers are no longer here."

Black Tiger sighed for a moment.

Ye Meng understood that the place they were going to was Xiya Lake.

Xiya Lake, a place of fairyland, is one of the four fairylands. There is a lake called West Lake, also known as West Lake. This lake is vast and boundless, even worse than the ocean. West Lake

On the north side, there is a cliff called Yuehuya. Yuehuya is as high as I don't know how high it is, and its length and width are almost endless.

The lake and the cliff complement each other and are collectively called Xiya Lake.

This is a fertile land in the fairyland, with countless immortal cultivators. It is home to many tyrannical immortal cultivating forces, and has the most powerful immortal cultivating masters in the world. Here...

In short, this is a treasure land that cultivators dream of.

Ye Meng and Black Tiger set out together to prepare for this treasured land of immortality.

Before setting off, Heihu reminded Ye Mengdao: "The journey here is dangerous. There are countless monsters and ghosts on the road. If you can avoid it, avoid it. If you can't avoid it, we must kill them all without leaving any traces. Otherwise, we will never reach Xiya Lake."

Ye Meng did not understand Black Tiger's reminder very thoroughly, or he did not expect it.
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