One of them belongs to Yun Xiao and Senior Brother Cai.
"Come on, come on, try brother's roast chicken!"
In a simple wooden house, Cai Maomao worked hard for a long time and brought a basin of delicious food.
"It tastes pretty good." Yun Xiao flipped it over with chopsticks a few times and asked doubtfully, "But isn't this a frog?"
"What a chicken, I already ate it during the day!" Cai Maomao scratched his head and said.
"..."
Although it is not a real chicken, it can still be regarded as a human fireworks, spicy and choking, and the most important thing is authenticity.
"Junior Brother Yun, although we all have the power of Longquan, if we continue to practice, it will not be a problem to escape from the earth. But this is a delicious food in the world. If we abandon it, we will easily forget our original intention of cultivating Taoism!" Cai Maomao said seriously.
"Are you just greedy?" Yun Xiao revealed.
"Haha." Cai Maomao could only change the subject with a smile and asked: "Junior brother Yun, what stage are you in Longquan realm?"
"Early stage." Yun Xiao said.
"I'm two levels ahead of you in the later stage!" Cai Maomao said with a smile.
"Later stage?"
Yun Xiao knew that the two-hundred-year-old blood demon he killed today had a combat power close to that of the late Longquan realm.
The five levels of Longquan, front, middle and back, plus perfection and concentration!
"Junior Brother Yun, what is the level of your sword spirit?" Cai Maomao was excited, "Don't get me wrong, I want to ask for basic information so that I can report it to Senior Sister Zhao."
"Just look at it." Yun Xiao stretched out his hand and pinched it, and the blue sky-burial sword soul emerged from his finger bones.
"Qinglian sword soul? Low-grade fluctuating light? A sword gang?" Cai Maomao was stunned.
"What?" Yun Xiao asked strangely.
"When I was on the road, if I casually shouted that the person holding the Green Lotus Sword was a fool, at least ten people would chase me." Cai Maomao said.
Yun Xiao: "..."
"My sword spirit is a high-grade fluctuating light and a three-level sword steel." Cai Maomao chuckled.
"Show off?" Yun Xiao raised his eyebrows.
"Isn't this meant to protect you? First, let me show you how great my senior brother is." Cai Maomao patted his shoulder, "Speaking of which, junior brother Yun, your qualifications are indeed ordinary enough in Qinghun. After practicing in the future,
I'm afraid it will be more difficult."
"If you have good qualifications, can you come to Jiange?" Yun Xiao asked.
"...Same!" Cai Maomao smiled awkwardly, "Don't talk about this, just eat chicken, eat chicken!"
He looked down at the table and was about to move his chopsticks when his expression suddenly froze.
"Where's my chicken?"
The table is empty!
Yun Xiao was stunned, stretched out his hand to touch, and found that his arms were empty.
Click click click!
Looking back, I saw that the little black beast had appeared at some point.
Its two small claws lifted up a large basin that was more than three times its size, and poured a large basin of frogs directly into the bloody basin's mouth on its chest.
It disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The teeth of this little black beast are very sharp, and after a few bites, its belly immediately becomes round.
Cai Maomao was angry.
"Where did this little monster come from? Eat my sword!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Xiao quickly stood in front of him, picked up the little black beast, and said awkwardly: "Senior Brother Cai, this is my pet...cat?"
"Your cat has horns on its head and a big mouth on its chest?" Cai Maomao was stunned.
"There's nothing I can do about it, a mixed-race breed with a miserable life experience." Yun Xiao said.
Cai Maomao: "..."
How can inter-species love be mixed up like this?
The chicken is gone.
All we could do was squat at the door and chat.
Yun Xiao asked about Qinghun and probably had some answers in his mind.
"The seven tombs at the door are..."
"Seven sons of Jiange." Cai Maomao smiled bitterly, "Once upon a time the glory of Jiange! They were the strongest generation in the history of Jiange. When they defended Qinghun, they had nothing to do with Ye Guying! The seventh son, Cai Qingyun, is
my brother."
"My condolences," Yun Xiao said.
"Alas! Junior Brother Yun, I was supposed to catch the wind and wash away the dust for you today, but it's a pity that the chicken is gone."
Cai Maomao is still worried about this matter.
"If they eat it, it means I eat it." Yun Xiao smiled, "Senior Brother Cai, thank you!"
We are strangers in life, and we meet by chance.
Having a heart is enough.
"You're welcome, senior brother, I just want this bite. I used to cook for seven or eight people to eat, but now I only eat it by myself! It's boring to eat alone." Cai Maomao said melancholy.
"Then you can do more in the future." Yun Xiao said with a smile.
"What?" Cai Maomao asked.
"One of them has the appetite of seven or eight." Yun Xiao said, touching the little beast in his arms.
Chiyue opened her mouth wide and smiled stupidly at him.
Cai Maomao hesitated.
"What a sin!"
A loud cry echoed through the night sky.
In a blink of an eye, it’s late at night.
Yun Xiao left the house and came to the back mountain where he could not see his fingers.
The little black beast emerged from his arms, with a pair of faint blue eyes, like two will-o'-the-wisps at night.
"Take out those gadgets on Ye Guyao's body," Lan Xing said.
Yun Xiao threw away some useless things, such as women's bellybands.
He didn't know why he had such a thing at the age of thirteen...
In the end, he was left with thirty shimmering spiritual crystals in his hand.
This is an ore that is nourished by spiritual energy all year round. It has the effects of assisting spiritual practice and accelerating the absorption of spiritual energy.
"It's all here."
As soon as Yun Xiao finished speaking, the little black beast in his arms followed his arm and pounced on his palm, with its bloody mouth opening wide on his chest.
Click!
It actually grunted and ate the thirty-three spiritual crystals.
"Holy shit! You eat all this stuff?" Yun Xiao was shocked.
If an ordinary cultivator dares to swallow spiritual crystals, his body will probably explode.
Even if the body is not exploded, the intestines will be blocked...
"Drink grandma, it tastes the best! Everything else fills the void!" Chiyue said seriously.
The pot of "roast chicken" in love also fills the emptiness.
Before Yun Xiao asked why it ate the spiritual crystal, something amazing happened!
The spiritual crystal entered the belly, and a majestic spiritual energy vibrated in the belly of the little black beast, causing Yun Xiao to feel angry and blood boiling.
The belly of this little black beast seemed to be burning with blood and fire!
It turns fiery red, and the blood vessels are clearly visible under the villi.
"Is it refining?"
The refining process doesn't take long.
The blood fire gradually dimmed, and the little black beast returned to normal.
at this time!
The blue star on the little black beast's head suddenly covered its throat, looking like it was about to vomit.
"Are you pregnant?" Yun Xiao asked jokingly.
vomit!
Unexpectedly, Blue Star actually vomited.
It spit out a small blood-colored bead as big as a fish's eye, shaped like a pearl, with dark light surging.
"What's this?"
Yun Xiao pinched the small blood drop.
Although this thing is small, it seems to contain extremely powerful power.
"Tiandao relics."
After vomiting, Lan Xing covered her throat and looked disgusted.
"What's the use?" Yun Xiao asked.
"It can be used as an elixir in your mortal world. The effect is similar to the Divine Sea elixir." Lanxing coughed.
"???"
Yun Xiao was a little confused.
"No." He sorted out his thoughts, "Chiyue ate thirty spiritual crystals, refined them into heavenly relics, spit them out from your mouth, and then I took them orally for cultivation?"
"That's right! We both have the same stomach, so we can help you refine it together, okay?" Lan Xing glared.
"Adao, there is saliva between the two of us on it, which is an advantage for you, hee hee!" Chi Yue said with a silly smile.
Yun Xiao: "..."
Damn it!
He refuses!
"How can a man in this world eat your saliva?" Yun Xiao shook his head repeatedly.
"Just this Heavenly Dao relic, as expected, can make you reach the middle stage of Longquan Realm tonight." Lan Xing rolled his eyes and said.
"What?" Yun Xiao stared at them, "Only one such good thing? Do you look down on me?"
Blue Star and Chiyue were stunned.
"Adao, if you really can't stand Lan Xing's vomiting, I can pull it out if I try harder." Chi Yue chuckled.
"roll!"
Yun Xiao pinched the Taoist relic tightly, put it to his nose and smelled it.
"Why does this Tiandao relic smell like roasted frog?"
"Because it is not only related to spiritual crystals, but also to everything we eat." Lan Xing said.
Yun Xiao: "..."
In other words, including tree roots and stones during the day.
It is indeed an ancient bronze coffin.
I have to accept it!
boom!
In this dark night, they transformed into the pitch-black copper coffin and quietly entered it.
Climb to the Immortal Sect...and practice in a coffin!
There is only one person in the world.
Yun Xiao sat cross-legged in the coffin, pinched his nose, and with a heartache, he threw the roasted chicken-flavored Tiandao relic into his stomach.
The thought of this thing passing through three mouths made his stomach churn.
Then he thought that he might have to take it every day in the future, which made him feel even more bitter.
Fortunately, the effectiveness of the Heavenly Dao Relic will be released immediately.
"Is it really like the legendary elixir?"
In this way, this little black beast is still a mobile alchemy furnace.
All things can be relics of heaven!
Its medicinal effect is naturally incomparable with that of Yunxiao, the body of the Good Fortune Immortal.
The Longquan realm is just a process of increasing mana, the mystery is not big, and the effects of elixirs and heavenly relics are good.
but!
The cost of the elixir is countless times higher than the cost of the Tiandao relics.
Buzz.
Yun Xiao could clearly feel that the Dao relics were released that day, and the vast medicinal power filled his limbs and bones.
"Hunyuanxu Method!"
Even the superficial knowledge of this method is enough to completely transform the effectiveness of this Heavenly Dao relic into the ‘Yuanxu Dragon Spring’.
In the dantian, the void divine dragon gathered mana, expanded a lot, and regenerated a claw.
"Middle stage of Longquan realm, two claws!"
"Senior Brother Cai is in the later stage and has the Three-clawed Dragon Spring. But the quality of my sword soul and Yuanxu Dragon Spring... combined, should be stronger than him."
Yun Xiao adjusted it a bit.
The day has just broken through Longquan, and the night is in the middle.
Visibly stronger!
Yun Xiao did not stop, but took out the five-hundred-year-old demon bone from the coffin.
"Monsters like blood demons are transformed by resentment, so they are classified as 'dirty demons'. Dirty demons have no demon bones and are not as valuable as beast demons."
The demon bone in Yun Xiao's hand has a ferocious aura, clearly coming from a demon king in troubled times!
Extremely cruel.
"Sword soul, how to refine demon bone?"
Yun Xiao heard that he would use his sword to tear apart the demon bones and suck the demon marrow.
Some swords are of too low a level and cannot cut through demon bones or absorb the marrow of great demons.
Even if it is cut open, it may not be able to hold on and the sword will explode and die.
Yun Xiao is not worried about this at all.
"This sword has an ordinary appearance, and it suits me just right."
Thinking of those people, they actually ignored the sword spirit composed of Shenzhou Tianzhu and Burial Coffin...
hehe.
Yun Xiao held the sword in his hand, the tip of the sword pressed against the demon bone.
Ding!
The demon bones trembled violently, like a ferocious beast struggling, and a ferocious scream rushed into the Yunxiao Soul Sea.
Tear!
The sword soul pierced the demon bone, and wisps of blood and bone marrow were sucked out. Layers of sword light began to condense on the surface and inside of the sword soul.
"Two floors, three floors...five floors!"
Five hundred years of demon bones allowed Yun Xiao's sword soul and sword to soar to the fifth level at once.
This level is two levels higher than Jiang Yue and Cai Maomao.
"Among the disciples, this level of Sword Gang is already considered high."
Jian Gang is also a very important part of the Heaven Burying Sword Soul!
With Jian Gang, it has grown from its original state, becoming stronger, more ferocious, and more murderous!
"Middle stage of Longquan Realm, five levels of sword."
Progress!
"The most terrifying attribute of the Heavenly Burial Sword is that it eats other people's swords!"
He was about to calm down and stabilize his strength.
"Senior Brother Cai was beaten badly." Lan Xing suddenly said.
"Who?" Yun Xiao suddenly stood up, his eyes like a storm of sword energy.
"I heard from the voice that they are from the First Sword Peak." Lan Xing said.
It seems that its hearing is also good.
"oh……"
Yun Xiao was filled with murderous intent, escaped into the darkness, and rushed back.
Night in Jiange.
It's a bit dark indeed!
…
The dim courtyard was dimly lit by a few candles.
The sword light roared, scratching deep marks on the walls and roof.
boom!
Cai Maomao hit the ground, and there were a few blood marks on her legs, and the blood pattered down.
Two dazzling swords were crossed on his neck.
"Get over here!"
Two burly swordsmen on the left and right escorted him to a young man in an orange sword robe.
That young man is none other than Sword Master’s twelfth disciple, Wang Feng!
Including Wang Feng, a total of ten disciples from the First Sword Peak have surrounded the courtyard.
They all had sarcastic smiles on their faces!
"Let me say one more thing, there is no new disciple named Yun Xiao in our Jiange!" Cai Maomao's eyes were filled with anger, and he held back the pain and raised his head.
"No?" Wang Feng slapped him, leaving a blood mark on Cai Maomao's face, and said harshly: "Is there any now?"
"Even if you kill me, you won't!" Cai Maomao glared at Wang Feng, "You are too arrogant. Jiange is the main line of Qinghun, and we will not tolerate your arrogance!"
"Ha ha……"
Hearing this, they couldn't help but laugh.
"Green Soul Main Line?"
"Only a few pigs and dogs are left dead?"
"Friend, times have changed!" Wang Feng sneered, grabbed Cai Maomao's hair and said, "You still want to protect him, right?"
Cai Maomao gritted his teeth and said nothing!
"Lin Yan! Cut off his hand, and I'll see how he practices swordplay in the future!" Wang Feng looked stern and said to a young man next to him.
Lin Yan was the new disciple who was ranked third on the Road to Heaven today and was selected as the First Sword Peak by Yao Qingqian.
"You dare?" Cai Maomao's face turned pale!
"The people from your sword pavilion are not buried when they die, let alone have their hands chopped off?" Wang Feng was happy.
Cai Maomao glared at Wang Feng and struggled hard.
However, he was already injured!
The two people who were escorting him, Wang Hu and Wang Qing, were the brothers of Wang Feng who brought Qinghun from the secular world. They both had the strength of the late Longquan realm. They had three-clawed Longquan and were at the same realm as him.
The other party uses more to bully the less!
He was defeated, there was no way!
"Lin Yan!" Wang Feng shouted again.
"yes!"
Lin Yan's face became a little tense.
This is his first day entering the First Sword Peak.
"Bring out the murderous aura of the First Sword Peak! You have to remember that we are now the benchmark for Qinghun Sword Cultivator." Wang Feng educated.
"You are the disgrace of Qinghun, monsters in human form!" Cai Maomao said in disgust.
Others continued to laugh.
And Lin Yan was heartbroken!
He had just entered Qinghun, and Wang Feng's circle of 'Jian Zun's disciples' was extremely important to him.
This beheading is to submit a certificate of fame.
Ding!
A red sword soul condensed in his hand, turning into a 'palm sword' and holding it in his hand!
Lin Yan's eyes were fixed on Cai Maomao's hands that were pinned to the ground.
tear!
He gritted his teeth and chopped it off with all his strength!
Just then.
boom!
The ajar courtyard door was suddenly knocked open!
A young man in white clothes walked in with a calm expression.
"I'm here and let him go."
When he spoke, his eyes passed over Senior Brother Cai's face, hands and feet.
Deep in his eyes, a flash of ice flashed.
"stop!"
Wang Feng turned around and raised his hand to signal Lin Yan to stop his sword!
"Haha!" He and the disciples around him looked at each other, smiled, and said with a shrug: "Did you see it? The frog is here."
"Frog? What do you mean?" Yun Xiao raised his eyebrows.
"Sword soul peeling technique!" Wang Feng looked at Yun Xiao up and down with a joking smile, and couldn't help but sigh: "You have a good skin, but it's a pity that the soul inside is not good. It's just right, I'll peel one for you!"
"Skin it off?" Yun Xiao smiled.
His body is really just a piece of skin.
"Do you understand?" Wang Feng asked jokingly.
"I understand, I understand." Yun Xiao said.
"Aren't you afraid?" Wang Feng was stunned.
"Junior Brother Yun, leave quickly! They are ruthless and want to harm you!" Cai Maomao said sadly.
He was extremely anxious.
Yun Xiao glanced at him again.
He really didn't expect that the emotion of a meal would be quite profound!
"Senior Brother Cai, is there...no one in charge here?" Yun Xiao asked.
"I am a lonely peak!" Cai Maomao said with an earthy face.
"Understood, understood!"
Yun Xiao nodded again and again.
But he didn't leave.
Wang Feng burst out laughing while listening to the conversation between the two people.
His patience is limited!
"Lin Yan. Didn't you say that you were the strongest one on the road to heaven today, and it was just bad luck that made you fall behind?" Wang Feng pointed at Yun Xiao, "Here, I'll let you play with this little frog first.
Play."
"Thank you, Senior Brother Wang!"
Lin Yan's eyes lit up and his fighting spirit surged.
He has a high-grade Shaking Light Sword Soul, but Yun Xiao’s ‘Green Lotus Sword Soul’ is only a low-grade Fluttering Light Sword Soul!
When handing out the rewards, he was indeed envious of Yunxiao's five-hundred-year-old demon bone!
Zheng!
He held the red sword soul, stepped towards Yun Xiao, and said in a cold voice: "Yun Xiao! You are the best on the road to heaven, but you are just a disciple..."
I just finished half of what I said.
suddenly!
call out!
A ray of green light shot out.
"What?" Lin Yan was surprised.
Poof!
Before he even raised his head, the green light passed through his eyebrows!
A sword through the head!
when!
The green light nailed the stone pillar behind his head, making a buzzing sound.
Lin Yan's eyes rolled white, his eyes lingering on the final look of astonishment, and then he fell straight to the ground.
died!
The green sword soul suddenly spun and roared back, and was caught by Yun Xiao with his hand.
"That's it, the best way to reach heaven?" Yun Xiao looked at Wang Feng and shook his head.
Wang Feng and others were startled!
There was deathly silence in the courtyard!
"You dare to kill the disciples of the First Sword Peak?" Wang Hu, who was guarding Cai Maomao, looked blank.
"You're still killing him in front of us?" Wang Qing next to him was even more shocked.
"Yes, it's just like killing a chicken." Yun Xiao said.
"You!" Wang Feng was stunned for only a moment and then became furious.
That's because he saw that the sword soul in Yun Xiao's hand had five levels of sword strength.
This shows that he has refined the demon bone!
And it’s been refined and clean!
Five hundred years of demon bones!
Disciples in the Longquan Realm need to refine it for at least five days.
How come it took just a few hours to refine?
"Junior Brother Yun?"
Even Cai Maomao was stunned.
The two of them were outnumbered and destined to end miserably!
Why did Yun Xiao kill someone first?
Is there any way to survive?
Everyone took another look at Lin Yan.
The dirt on the floor was filled with blood from the back of his head!
"How dare you kill my Wang Feng people?" Wang Feng glared at Yun Xiao fiercely, "Do you choose to kneel down and die, or do I personally send you on your way?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a white shadow passed by him!
"What?"
Wang Feng turned around.
Yun Xiao has already killed Wang Hu and Wang Qing!
Who is talking nonsense to him?
"Senior Brother Cai!" Yun Xiao shouted, his eyes full of sharpness.
"Understood! Let's fight!" Cai Maomao roared angrily, unleashed his sword, and took advantage of the chaos to stand up.
"court death!"
Wang Hu and Wang Qing, both in the late Longquan realm, are one level higher than Yun Xiao.
Their swords are all triple swords!
Among them, Wang Hu's sword is very broad, like a heavy sword.
The heavy sword was originally pressed against Cai Maomao's neck. Yun Xiao struck with his sword, but he could only block it with his sword.
Another sword!
Yun Xiao has been training on the battlefield since he was a child, and he has mastered killing skills!
Fast! Accurate! Cruel!
"Low-grade fluctlight?"
Wang Hu sneered. His sword soul was also a top-grade fluted light, blessed by three sword gangs, and was as hard as black iron!
He slashed it with one sword!
A flash of green light pierced his sword soul.
Ding--!!
A harsh friction sound erupted, and sparks flew everywhere!
"Who do you think you are when you compete with me in a sword fight?"
The ferocious smile on Wang Hu's face suddenly froze.
Click, click, click...boom!
His sword spirit exploded into pieces on the spot, shining like brilliant fireworks throughout the courtyard.
The huge force of the collision knocked Wang Hu's burly body away and smashed against the wall.
The soul of the sword is broken and the soul of the person is destroyed!
Losing his soul, Wang Hu's eyes turned white on the spot, he curled up on the ground and convulsed, foaming at the mouth!
Sword cultivators are most afraid of this.
Having your sword broken is worse than dying. Not only will you become a useless person, but you will also become a fool!
Sword cultivation is a dead end!
"Wang Hu!"
This scene immediately made everyone's hearts twitch.
He is already Wang Feng's number one general.
The sword is broken?
How strong a sword spirit must be to be able to instantly shatter the opponent's sword spirit during a confrontation?
"This kid is very strong!"
Wang Feng didn't realize this problem until this moment.
But it's too late!
The clouds are as fast as a lightning storm!
Once he decided to kill someone, he had no intention of holding back.
This is a lonely peak!
After destroying Wang Hu's sword soul, he suddenly killed Wang Qing next to him!
And Wang Qing was fighting with Cai Maomao.
"Um?"
From the corner of Wang Qing's eyes, he suddenly caught sight of Yun Xiao destroying Wang Hu with one sword, then turned around and transformed the sword in his hand into a flying sword!
Zheng!
The young man in white suddenly swung his sword, and the flying sword came flying towards him!
call out!
A flash of green light!
"Brother Feng! Save me!"
Just as Wang Qing shouted, the sword in his hand was held down by Cai Maomao.
He couldn't separate himself for a while.
"No!"
While Wang Qing was horrified, the green light had already reached him!
Poof!
The green light passed through his chest, and a blood hole three feet in diameter exploded directly at his heart!
Thump thump!
Wang Qing took three steps back and looked at Yun Xiao with wide eyes, full of fear and despair.
boom!
He fell to the ground, blood staining the ground red!
"Wang Qing!" Wang Feng's eyes were bloodshot.
Another one dies!
Yun Xiao suddenly became violent and killed three people in a row. He really didn't expect it.
By the time he reacted and charged at Yun Xiao with his sword, Yun Xiao had already thrown out the fatal flying sword!
Wang Qing, die!
And Wang Feng's sword soul... only left a blood mark on Yun Xiao's arm!
call!
The young man in white didn't even look at the blood stains. The sword spirit in his hand transformed into a palm sword again, and he turned around to look at Wang Feng!
His eyes were like the indifferent God, scrutinizing Wang Feng.
Wow!
There were six sword cultivators and men, all gathered behind Wang Feng!
They looked at Yun Xiao, their eyes trembling, and they didn't dare to breathe!
Wang Hu and Wang Qing, who were stronger than them, both died.
Kill with one blow!
Killing like hemp!
Can they not be afraid?
People who talk about being brave and aggressive often turn out to be fierce in appearance but weak in heart.
That's them!
When I encounter a really cruel person, my legs and feet are shaking.
"Junior Brother Yun..." Cai Maomao stood next to Yun Xiao. Looking at this harmless boy during the day, his head was buzzing and he couldn't say anything.
The three corpses on the ground made him tremble.
Can this be good?
He gritted his teeth and looked at Wang Feng and said: "He is the twelfth disciple of Sword Lord. He just entered Qinghun two months ago and has already broken through two levels in a row. He has reached the perfection of Longquan realm and has a four-clawed dragon spring."
Two levels higher than Yunxiao!
Yun Xiao took a look and saw that Wang Feng's sword was also a five-level sword.
Moreover, the level of his sword spirit is... low-grade Kaiyang level!
It is precisely because of the Kaiyang-level sword soul that he can become a disciple of the Sword Master!
In Qinghun, the status of Jian Zun's disciples is comparable to that of elders.
"or……"
Cai Maomao's heart trembled, and he wanted to take Yun Xiao away.
But if everyone is killed, where can they escape?
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Feng on the opposite side said in an extremely cold voice: "Yun Xiao, you can't afford to repay the lives of the three No. 1 Sword Peak disciples with just one single life..."
"Isn't that right? I only killed three. Rounding them up means I didn't kill them." Yun Xiao said.
"You still dare to quibble? I'll kill you!" Wang Feng said angrily.
Yun Xiao suddenly smiled: "Okay, then I'll kill a few more to round up the number."
Whole, how much is it?
ten!
Including Wang Feng, there were only ten people in total!
"Don't……"
Cai Maomao stretched out her hand to pull, but she only touched the boy's sleeve and couldn't hold him back at all!
"You frog, you really don't understand what it means to be a disciple of Sword Master?"
Wang Feng's face was ferocious, and with the 'Yellow Sand Sword Soul' in his hand, sand and rocks flew in the courtyard.
This Kaiyang-level sword actually has the effect of gathering sand and dust for battle!
The two of them were about to kill each other.
Just then!
An extremely cold voice sounded from behind Yun Xiao.
"It seems that I have found the murderer who killed Ye Jianwang's brother..."
who?
Cai Maomao's hair stood on end.
He turned back suddenly.
In the corner of the courtyard, a glamorous woman in a red dress lifted Lin Yan's body up.
The sword wound between Lin Yan's eyebrows is disintegrating and turning into thick black smoke!
"Ye Guao's head wound also has the rot caused by this sword spirit!"
The woman in the red dress dropped Lin Yan's body with a bang!
boom!
Her majestic divine power was suppressed by Yun Xiao.
Murderous intent surges!
Her cold eyes stared at Yun Xiao like a world of ice and snow.
"Today on the sword-carrying stage, you casually said, 'I didn't even kill a dog'... It was this sentence that made me doubt you!"
She is none other than Yao Qingqian, Elder Yao!
Wang Feng got the whereabouts of Yun Xiao from her mouth.
And she followed!
She didn't expect to see this scene...
now!
She squinted her eyes, raised her chin slightly, and looked at the young man in white clothes in front of her with extremely cold eyes.
"Do you know, Yun Xiao?"
"If you have a little secret and dare to act smart, and pretend to be gods and ghosts on the immortal road, you will die miserably..."