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Chapter 1284 Provoking Black Wind Valley!

"Our sect master is a warrior at the pinnacle of the nine-star pill gathering realm. Do you dare to touch me?"

The man backed away and threatened.

Hearing this, Yang Xiaobao sneered and continued to move towards the man.

"Yang Xiaobao, let me tell you, our sect leader is the young master of Black Wind Valley."

Seeing this, the man narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly.

"What? Black Wind Valley?"

A look of astonishment flashed across Yang Xiaobao's face and he stopped.

Black Wind Valley is one of the three dominant forces in the Eastern Region. Its power is extremely terrifying. Even the Lingyun Sect is unwilling to provoke Black Wind Valley because it is completely unworthy.

Moreover, his father's order also prohibited him from provoking Black Wind Valley.

Yang Xiaobao frowned and said, "Are you sure that your sect master is really the young master of Black Wind Valley?"

When the man heard this, his expression became arrogant, "That's natural. Our sect master is the young sect master of Black Wind Valley, and his name is Ye Xingyun."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaobao took a sharp breath, his face changed drastically, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

He didn't expect that this guy's backer turned out to be Black Wind Valley.

"You know what you're interested in."

Seeing Yang Xiaobao finally stop, the man immediately sneered and said, "Yang Xiaobao, I think you are still young. After you follow me, I can introduce you to a beautiful girl."

"How about it? Think about it."

Yang Xiaobao couldn't help but sneer.

"Yang Xiaobao, I advise you to surrender and follow me. Otherwise, even if your father comes, he won't be able to save you."

Yang Xiaobao took a deep breath, then stared at the monk with burning eyes, and said lightly, "No need to talk nonsense, I will not agree to you. So, you should just die."

After the words fell, Yang Xiaobao jumped up without hesitation, raised his sword and slashed at the man.

"court death!"

When the man saw this, a cruel look flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, his legs flicked, his body suddenly jumped up, and then he shot Yang Xiaobao in the head.

The sharp spear, with a sharp sound, instantly penetrated Yang Xiaobao's left arm.

In an instant, scarlet blood spurted out.

Yang Xiaobao screamed, his face became distorted, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

This time, it was real severe pain that made him cry uncontrollably.

However, he did not give in.

He gritted his teeth, grabbed the spear tightly with his right hand, and pulled it back forcefully.

Then, he shook his left arm, turned his wrist, and pulled out a dagger directly from the gun blade.

The dagger cut through the void and headed straight for the man's throat.

At the same time, the dagger stabbed the spear hard.

The strong impact made Yang Xiaobao feel his arms go numb and his jaws split open.

However, he did not give up, and instead slashed towards the man's throat even more ferociously.

"Damn it!"

The man cursed and quickly put his gun away in defense.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of gold and iron, the two fought fiercely. Each blow contained a huge force, shaking the surrounding air and making bursts of muffled thunder, which made people's scalp numb.

As time went by, Yang Xiaobao gradually gained the absolute upper hand.

After a moment, Yang Xiaobao held a short dagger and stabbed directly into the man's neck.

Suddenly, scarlet blood gurgled and dyed his clothes red.

The man's body trembled for a while, and then he fell down completely limply.

Yang Xiaobao felt weak all over.

He took a deep breath, tried hard to calm down the anger in his heart, and then dragged his tired body and slowly left the place.

On the road, Yang Xiaobao was breathing heavily, and his cheeks were as pale as paper.

The Thunder Slash he had just used had already consumed too much of his essence.

At this time, it was difficult for him to even walk, and he needed to rely on the power of the spiritual weapon for support.

"Yang Xiaobao, Yang Xiaobao, I don't owe anyone anything now."

"From today on, I will be myself again. I will no longer be that wimp."

Looking at the dim tree-lined road ahead, Yang Xiaobao said with firm eyes.

After finishing speaking, Yang Xiaobao took out the communication talisman, crushed it, and sent a message.

Soon, a green figure appeared in front of him out of thin air.

This is a middle-aged man, with a tall and tall figure and elegant temperament. He has his hands behind his back and looks enigmatic.

This person is none other than Lingyun Sect’s core disciple, Liu Changan.

Liu Changan's cultivation has already reached the peak of the Eight-Star Pill Gathering Realm, and he is very powerful.

"Senior brother, I encountered something, and I want to ask for your help." Yang Xiaobao respectfully cupped his fists at Liu Changan.

Liu Changan waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "Junior brother, just do as you ask, and I will do my best to help you."

"Yes." Yang Xiaobao nodded heavily and said, "I killed the young sect master of Black Wind Valley. I think they will find out the truth soon. I am no match for them."

"Leave this matter to me."

Liu Changan nodded and promised firmly.

"Senior brother, thank you very much." Yang Xiaobao expressed gratitude


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