The world's first floor. Secret room.

The dim candlelight stretched dozens of figures kneeling on the ground.

"Useless waste, I have been raising you for so many years, but I can't even get it for anything. At least it's good to injure Huo Jiqian and one or two, especially you."

Xiongba pointed at the man in black who was kneeling in front, "I have taken action personally and handed Youruo to you. You, you actually... I didn't say that you failed, let Youruo break free, but he actually hurt Youruo. What did I tell you in advance? Well? You are so brave!"

This man in black was the killer who had been kicked out by Youruo before. He was trembling with his body and was about to look up to explain, but he was beaten to death by the angry Xiongba.

The other killers were silent and did not dare to speak out.

It took a long time.

"Gangmaster, please calm down." The twin sisters standing next to Xiongba were wearing the same clothes, holding the same doll in their hands, and even spoke together.

It is the head of the twelve evil spirits in Tianchi - the Tong Emperor.

"Doll, what do you have to say?" Xiongbatou said without replying.

"Gangmaster, these killers are elites trained by our Tianchi Twelve Evils for more than ten years. Each of them has the martial arts of Miss Youruo, but Miss Youruo easily breaks away. I think it is not because of the subordinates' unfavorable work, but because Miss Youruo's martial arts are progressing rapidly, which is completely different from the past. We caught us off guard and then failed."

"I have asked Youruo about this, but I didn't expect that Huo Jiqian would actually give Youruo treasures such as Blood Bodhi. "Xiongba obviously had learned about the situation from Youruo.

This is not a secret, and Youruo did not hide it from Xiongba, and even promoted Li Yang's generous selflessness in front of Xiongba.

"Gangmaster, since the assassination failed, should I take the second step and detonate the gunpowder buried in Your Excellency Cuixian?" The doll asked for instructions.

Xiongba shook his head and said, "No need. Now everyone in the world knows that Huo Jiqian is a guest at the World Association. If it is the assassination of Wushuang City, it can be convinced. But if someone can plant so much gunpowder in the World Association, but the World Association has no sense of it, even a fool can see the problem."

"Did you just let this opportunity go in vain?" The doll said unwillingly.

"There are opportunities... some, haha..." Xiongba said inexplicably, and when he thought of something, he burst into laughter.

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The next day.

Li Yang stayed with Xiongba's kindness and took the carriage prepared by Xiongba and left the World Association.

When he came, he was alone.

When they left, they were two.

Of course that person was not Youruo.

Xiongba did not let Youruo show up, but because of her internal strength, she herself, although she was still staying in Xiaozhu, was holding back her strength to practice martial arts diligently, and was preparing to practice as soon as possible according to Li Yang's method to achieve the state where she could escape from the world club as soon as possible.

Inside the carriage.

"Xiaodie, you are so beautiful, how could you be a maid?" Li Yang chatted.

Xiaodie, sitting opposite, was the beautiful maid given to Li Yang by Xiongba yesterday. She lowered her head and said, "My family is poor. In order to reduce the burden, her parents sold me, yesterday."

Speaking yesterday, Xiaodie raised her head and looked at Li Yang gratefully. Before the words of gratitude were expressed, the carriage suddenly stopped urgently. Xiaodie caught off guard, shouted softly, and accidentally poured into Li Yang's arms.

"Are you okay?" Li Yang sat steadily, lowered his head and smiled at Xiaodie in his arms.

"It's okay." Xiaodie returned to her original position with a flushed face, not daring to look at Li Yang again.

"Who is coming? Do you dare to stop the carriage of the World Association?" The disciple of the World Association who was driving the carriage shouted.

"You, a car driver, dare to shout to me. Get out of here, otherwise, don't blame me for not having eyes on my sword."

"Master, something happened outside." Xiaodie said worriedly.

"It's okay, I'll go and have a look."

Li Yang lifted the curtain and walked out of the carriage, "Wow, so many people."

There were sixteen people standing in front of the carriage, and a young man riding a white horse.

"What are you?" Li Yang asked.

"The Jade-faced Divine Sword Liu Changkong." The young man riding a white horse whispered.

"Longxi swordsman Zhang An."

"Golden Leopard Li Yuan."

"Kuaishou Wang Yuesheng."

...I felt like a frying fry, and nicknames and names popped up one after another.

Li Yang said impatience: "What are you stopping me?"

This time the voice finally came to an unification.

"I heard that Huo Daxia's swordsmanship is superb, so I'll come to ask for advice."

"Oh, it turns out that I want to compete with me." Li Yang said suddenly, not surprised.

Since defeating the Sword Saint, his reputation has spread all over the world, and naturally he has been inevitably challenged by those who long to reach the sky and become famous in one battle.

Li Yang didn't want to be tired of his reputation. Just as he was trying to get it done once and for all, a burly man with undressed face came on the road ahead.

"It's you." The man held a knife and as soon as he came up, his eyes locked in Li Yang.

"You are here to challenge me too?" Li Yang asked.

"Challenge? Ridiculous."

The man said disdainfully: "Besides the world's number one, who else deserves to challenge me?"

"Bah." Before Li Yang finished speaking, the challengers could not bear it.

"Return the best in the world?"

"I am the best in the world. Let's teach you a lesson, a arrogant guy."

Before the jade-faced magic sword Liu Changkong drew his sword, the man glared at him, and the sword actually synced with his eyes. When the sword light flashed, Liu Changkong's head had already flew high, blood spilled all over the ground, and the white horse under his seat was still standing in place without any notice, as if he didn't realize that his master was dead.

What a quick knife!

What a cruel knife!

"How do you want to die?" The man looked at the other challengers disdainfully.

Longxi swordsman Zhang An, Jin Qianbao Li Yuan, Kuaishou Wang Yuesheng and others called him the most fiercely just now, but now they all turned around and ran away.

"Haha, a group of rats." The man laughed like thunder.

Li Yang kept watching quietly without interrupting.

Someone helped him drive away these troubled challengers, and of course he would not disturb him.

After the man finished laughing, he looked at Li Yang and said, "draw his sword."

"You just said that only the best in the world is worthy of your challenge. I am not the best in the world." Li Yang didn't want to fight, so he refused in a very unreliable way.

"I didn't say I wanted to challenge you," the man said.

"Then do you want me to draw my sword?" Li Yang asked.

"That's because I watched the decisive battle between you and the Sword Saint three days ago. I occasionally had inspiration. Now, I want to see the sword technique used by the Sword Saint that day." The man said frankly.

"You are using a knife, why do you need to look at the sword?" Li Yang emphasized.

"You guys talk a lot, and you have a lot of nonsense. You have a lot of swordsmanship and sword skills. What's the point of getting inspiration from swordsmanship? Less nonsense, look at the sword."

Seeing that Li Yang didn't take action, the man finally became impatient.

Still moving, the knife slashed hard, and a huge sword aura emerged, which was spread over the head of the carriage. As well as Li Yang on the carriage, the disciples of the World Association who drove the carriage, Xiaodie in the carriage were all within the attack range of this sword aura.

"No grievance or grudge, isn't it too cruel?" Li Yang was still standing in the carriage and said coldly.

"I just want you to draw a sword!"

The man showed no mercy and slashed down with the momentum, trying to cut Li Yang, the carriage, the disciples of the World Association who drove the car, and Xiaodie in the car.

Li Yang's face became colder, and the dazzling sword energy burst out.

He finally set out his sword.

But he didn't have a sword in his hand.

But his entire body is comparable to a peerless sword.

Because of the twenty-two swords, he had already reached the state of unity of man and sword, man is sword, and sword is man.

Before the man's sword aura fell, nine Li Yang's figures suddenly ran out in the center of the sword aura that burst out from Li Yang. Each of them was like a sharp sword, stabbing at the man.

"Little illusion, let's see how I break you!" The man turned his blade, and the knife's energy condensed but did not dissipate, changing from chopping to horizontal chopping, and he wanted to cut nine figures with one knife.

In this way, neither the phantom nor the real body can escape death.

At this time, the nine figures transformed by Li Yang suddenly accelerated, and under the sword energy, they crossed back and forth. Amidst the figures, a "clang" sounded.

moment.

"Peng"

The sword energy was shattered like a mirror.

The man was shocked and said intimately that he was not good.
To be continued...