Yun Ling on the side came to his senses and sneered: "What kind of dog are you? Dare to ruin my good deeds?"
The young man's originally extremely pale face became even paler. He turned around and replied in a voice without any emotion: "You bitch, you almost ruined my grandpa's mood. Grandpa wants to take you first."
Take it out!”
As he spoke, the other hand whizzed out from under the sleeve robe. Yun Ling was shocked. This man's cultivation had reached the level of a swordsman. He immediately drew out his spear and blocked it.
After this block, a cold fighting spirit penetrated his body through his spear. His face suddenly turned ugly, and he quickly took a few steps back. The young man had just heard the words of the man in front of him, and he had already been destined to die.
The man was forced over without politeness.
Yun Ling felt that the fighting spirit in this young man was very strange, and was unwilling to fight him head-on. He skillfully used the tip of the spear to neutralize the young man's fierce attack.
Yunhao stood aside and watched all this coldly. It seemed that these two people had no good intentions toward him. It might not be a bad thing for him that they could fight at this time.
Yun Ling blocked a few more moves with his gun. Yun Ling couldn't help but feel anxious. Now was the best time to get rid of Yun Hao, but he was stopped by the man in front of him. After this war, he wanted to do something to this big brother again.
It is very difficult not to be caught.
Although this white-faced young man's fighting spirit is similar to his own, his fighting spirit is fierce and strange, and he is very disadvantageous to him in every aspect. If this continues, Yunhao will probably benefit in the end!
Turning his eyes, he said to the young man in front of him in a consultative tone: "This little brother, just now I was blind and failed to see the depth of your Excellency. Now my words have offended. Our common enemy is the one next to you."
That man, why don't you take action and deal with him first, I promise I won't touch your prey this time."
When the young man heard this, he smiled coldly and said, "In that case, just cut off your tongue first, and I won't pursue it any further."
"You!" Being so provoked by the young man, Yun Ling was so angry that he almost vomited blood, and his hands couldn't help but become a little fierce.
Yun Ling's body suddenly began to flash with golden light. The golden light covered his entire chainmail in tiny pieces. From a distance, he looked like a god descending from heaven. The young man squinted his eyes slightly and murmured: "I'm finally going to show up."
Did you use the killer move?"
"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"
A loud shout came from far away, and the sound wave also caused weak ripples in the air, spreading far away.
The tip of the spear that was originally hesitating suddenly turned into a shadow of a gun all over the sky, pouring down on the white-faced boy like a dense rainstorm. A trace of solemnity flashed on the white-faced boy's face, but after a moment, it changed to a plain expression and said: "I
I don’t like people who go back on their word, Phantom, the four of you will solve this trouble for me!” After saying that, he walked away.
Yun Ling, who was performing martial arts in mid-air, sneered twice. He wanted to leave, but I'm afraid it was already too late. The rainstorm formed by the spear tip was less than half a foot away from the young man's back in an instant. He was about to succeed, and there was a sound of "hoo la la" from the iron chain.
There was a sound, and four masked men in black suddenly appeared behind the young man. One of them held a long iron chain. The four iron chains were staggered and wrapped around the other hands of the four people, forming a chain.
There was a thick iron net, and the tips of thousands of spears touched the iron net, making a "ding-ding-ding-ding" sound, as if countless heavy rains were hitting the metal iron plate.
But the iron net never moved. After the four people listened to the boy's words, only two of them rushed over to fight with Yun Ling, waving the iron chains, while the remaining two turned around and looked at the boy who was confronting them over there.
and Yunhao, this is what they should be concerned about.
The young man clapped his hands and said with some disappointment: "The good sparring was interrupted by someone, but it doesn't matter. Are you the one who just kicked my subordinate Fang Fang off?"
Yun Hao's youth was somewhat beyond his expectation. For such a young ice powerhouse, this world would never allow anyone else besides himself.
Yun Hao didn't know the intention of the person in front of him, but he probably wouldn't be any better than Yun Ling. He just silently stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation. Seeing that Yun Ling didn't speak, the young man couldn't help laughing.
, said: "Okay! It's interesting, but that's the end of it."
His legs kicked hard on the ground, making a thunderous sound, and a trace of cold air emanated from his hands and hit Yunhao.
Yunhao jumped up and kicked his legs continuously, constantly contacting the young man's fleshy palms. Yunhao continued to show his power in the air, and actually kicked out more than ten times in a row before landing on the ground, while the young man backed away all the way, feeling Yunhao's
The power of the blue mist on his legs caused his face to change color slightly.
The two men in black clenched their fists slightly and made a gurgling sound. They only waited for a moment for the young master to rush forward and deal with Yunhao if something went wrong.
After falling to the ground, Yunhao staggered and almost sat on the ground. He quickly stretched out a hand to hold on the city wall to steady himself. This young man's fighting spirit was really weird. After hitting himself on the leg,
There was some numbness in his legs. This feeling was very similar to the situation when he absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth outside the room that day. He had never imagined that this young man's body also contained fighting spirit that could rival the power of heaven and earth. His face couldn't help but feel a little red.
Very dignified.
The two looked at each other for a long time, and suddenly Yunhao jumped up and kicked the young man. The young man waved his sleeves and robes. The two of them fought together, sometimes fighting hand-to-hand and sometimes chasing each other. The surrounding temperature seemed to be affected by the two people's constant efforts.
The fight made it a little colder.
The two men in black who were watching the battle couldn't help but tremble. One of them said: "In this bitter cold place, the power of ice-type weapons has been greatly improved. Although the young master and the young man in front of me have cultivated
It’s not that high, but it can actually give you and me a chill.”
The other man in black nodded, and then said somewhat dullly: "Why hasn't the man in gold armor come back after the second and fourth sons took action? Is there any accident?"
The man said nonchalantly: "There are no more than three people in Yutian County who can allow the two of them to stay, and there are none upstairs in Nancheng. Brother, you are worrying too much. The young master's side is more important."
Some."
The man in black, who was called Big Brother, nodded and stared at the fight ahead.
Yunhao put his hands on the ground and turned back several times to avoid the young man's strange palm skills. A look of impatience appeared on the young man's face. It seemed that it was not easy for the man in front of him to deal with him. The fighting spirit in his body was as strong as
It far exceeded his expectations. The question is, will the internal skills he practiced be better than his own? Such an idea came to the young man's mind, and then he shook his head and denied it. The Piaoyu Empire's national treasure is nothing more than his own.
How could anyone be able to practice a quasi-advanced inner skill and mental method of this local level that is even more powerful than myself?
It's just that the potential of the person in front of him is so great that he really can't stay in this world. The ferocious look in the young man's eyes gradually became thicker, and he pushed out his palm flatly. A sudden chill swept over him, and blue ice mist slowly puffed out from the young man's palm.
out.
When Yunhao saw this scene, his eyes widened and he stuttered: "Sword...sword master?"