Ma Xiaoyue secretly operated his true qi, captured the essence of heaven and earth, and adhered to the creation of heaven and earth, piling up all the true qi molecules floating in the air in his body and forcibly filling his arms.

Extrusion......

Extrusion......

in the squeeze.

Compress......

Compress......

In compression!

Finally, Ma Xiaoyue's iron wall was like steel, his steps were light, his face was red, and he didn't dare to come out, if he was angry, he would probably release all these true qi.

At this time, the only way to do this is to hold your breath and not leak out.

Finally, the blood-patterned dragon smiled fiercely, and his face was flushed when he was suffocating the move, which showed that his strength was not very much, and he despised it a little, and then kicked his feet and rushed directly towards Ma Xiaoyue.

Ma Xiaoyue held back his true anger, and also met the attack of the blood pattern dragon.

The aura of these two people is very different, and the killing machine is also different, and from a distance, the blood pattern dragon is so strong.

For Yang Monroe, this war has already had a result, that is, Ma Xiaoyue is either dead or injured, and he is overwhelmed!

The air didn't seem to be flowing at this moment, the wind seemed to be worried about disturbing the duel between the masters, and the mountains trembled under the obscenity of these two people, and the rocks under their feet all turned into powder and went deep into the soil.

It's close.

It's closer.

Rumble.

The two fists are directly confronted together, but there is no exaggeration of landslides and ground cracks in martial arts novels, nor is there the mystery of the wind and clouds changing color, some are just simple duels, some are just blood pattern dragons take one step back, and Ma Xiaoyue takes five steps back and the corners of his mouth bleed.

"It can't be. The first to react was Yang Monroe, her eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of surprise, the power of this kind of Ma Xiaoyue was different from the kind of squishiness just now, this trick was taken by her, and her body and mind were absolutely shattered, but Ma Xiaoyue only took five steps back, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

This......

"One move is complete. Ma Xiaoyue couldn't help the blood rolling, and he was very shocked in his heart, this blood pattern dragon who had eaten the leg stretching and staring pill was really a powerful character, this was still his own battle in his heyday, if he was a little loose, he would inevitably lose this time.

Master, absolute master.

The witch doctor immediately ran over and helped Ma Xiaoyue check on his injuries. Fortunately, he was not seriously injured, and he simply did not hurt his internal organs, which is ...... Tsk, it's really not covered.

The people of the Blood Pattern Gang couldn't help but gasp, this is the only person they have seen who can survive under the Iron Fist of the Blood Pattern Dragon, this man is very strong, although not as strong as the Blood Pattern Dragon, at least the strength should not be underestimated, you must know that the Blood Pattern Dragon is an old monster that has lived for more than forty years, and Ma Xiaoyue is at most twenty-five years old!

Does the age gap lead to a slight deviation in strength?

"Sure enough, it's a hero out of a young man. The blood pattern dragon's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath, and said without losing half of his worth: "I look forward to meeting you next time, let's go!"

The Blood-Patterned Dragon really spoke up, and when the blow didn't kill Ma Xiaoyue, it turned away.

"Sect Master, how strong is the Blood Pattern Dragon?" asked Blood Rose as she stepped forward.

"Strong. Ma Xiaoyue said with a little bitterness: "However, if I am refining to a higher level and holding the demon knife in my hand, I should not die too miserably." ”

The Blood Pattern Dragon was full of shock, Ma Xiaoyue's strength was ridiculously strong, but the Blood Pattern Dragon's strength was even stronger, this Sichuan Si and Nanyun hinterland were really elite.

In the distance, the Blood Pattern Dragon fled with two hundred brothers, Li Qingcheng looked at the Blood Pattern Dragon riding on the white horse in confusion and said, "Brother Long, you may have killed him just now, why don't you kill him?"

Burst!

The Blood Pattern Dragon spat out a mouthful of blood on the body of the Thousand Miles Divine Horse, and his face turned pale instantly, which was enough to prove the terrifying thing about Ma Xiaoyue.

If he had the ability to kill, the Bloodstreak Dragon would have been killed a long time ago, and he would not have left so happily.

"Don't kill him yet. The blood-streaked dragon glanced at the blood on the white hair of the foal, because the horse's hair was oily, and the blood was falling dripping, there was no killing intent in his eyes, only battle intent, and he said softly: "The master is lonely, if he is killed, or I will be lonely until I am old, seeking defeat, I want to fight with the master." ”

"Yes. Li Qingcheng smiled bitterly, this kind of master thinks of a low-handed and directly short-circuits, this kind of killing machine, that kind of fighting intent, is not what he can imagine with a low-handed hand.

Drive, drive, drive.

In the distance, more than 300 remnants of the remnants of the army galloped over, there was no majesty, only embarrassment, Guo Wenlong jumped off the horse, knelt on the ground and said: "Big brother, Wenlong is late." ”

"Is it really the people of Yangjiazhai who are blocking you?" the Blood Pattern Dragon looked at the injured Guo Wenlong and asked sharply.

"Yes, we originally came here wildly, but we didn't expect to meet people from Yangjiazhai, Yang Monroe actually left three hundred people to deal with us, and we accidentally delayed time. Guo Wenlong said with a sense of guilt.

"Hmph, just carelessly?" Bloodline Dragon said coldly, if Guo Wenlong hadn't been late for rescue, he wouldn't have suffered such a big loss.

"We want to hurry up, but the group of people in Yangjiazhai are too small, facing our horse's buttocks, either throwing arrows or firecrackers, the horses panicked and didn't say anything, and let us delay the hour, big brother, please punish me." Guo Wenlong said bitterly.

"Is it useful to punish you?" The Blood Pattern Dragon suppressed his anger, if the punishment was useful, it would ravage Guo Wenlong millions of times, but the matter has already happened, and he can't go back in time.

"Brother Xie. Guo Wenlong's tense face was also slightly relieved, and he was ashamed.

"Damn Yang Jiazhai!" the blood-patterned dragon snorted, and hit the sweaty BMW's ear with its fist, and the god horse was frightened and directly raised its front hooves and galloped away.

"I didn't expect you to be so strong. Yang Monroe watched the blood pattern dragon gallop on his horse, and personally dismounted and came to Ma Xiaoyue's side, the disdain on his face had quietly disappeared, replaced by the kind of male blood that heroes cherish heroes.

"Thank you Sister Monroe for your support, if you hadn't come to help, maybe we would have buried ourselves at the bottom of the mountain to feed the wolves. Ma Xiaoyue said gratefully.

"Hey, it's all my credit, if I hadn't been in a hurry to repay your favor, you would have no suspense about dying now. Yang Tianqiong pursed her lips and said.

"It's all the credit of Tianqiong's beauty, Xiao Jump is here to thank you, is this okay?" Ma Xiao Jump smiled lightly.

"Look at your reluctant expression, there is really no sincerity at all, you will go to sleep with the pigs and sheep when you return to Yangjiazhai. Yang Tianqiong snorted and said.

"Ouch, my big beauty, this time it's all your credit, without you this time, my Ma Xiaoyue will definitely kill him. Ma Xiaoyue coughed dryly twice, said with a sincere face.

"How do you want to repay this girl?" Yang Tianqiong smiled as if she had eaten honey, and her apricot eyes narrowed slightly.

"Make a promise by example!" Ma Xiaoyue said with a simple smile.

"Cut, who made you promise by yourself, I'm not to the point where no one wants it. Yang Tianqiong's face turned red and she lost her voice.

"Of course someone wants it, am I not human? I don't want you?" Ma Xiao jumped.

"I'm not going to marry you. Yang Tianqiong snorted.

"I didn't say you married me?" Ma Xiaoyue shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Then you still ...... I hate it, do you want to marry me?" Yang Tianqiong thought about Ma Xiaoyue's words for a while, then snorted with a red face, and said, "As long as you don't make trouble for me in the future, it's done, hum." ”

"How dare I?" Ma Xiaoyue smiled, suddenly turned straight, looked at Yang Monroe and said, "Sister Monroe, thank you very much this time." ”

Ma Xiaoyue naturally knew that Yang Mengroe sacrificed the truce agreement with the Blood Striped Dragon in order to save herself, and this sacrifice was not small, so she was grateful.

"I just promised my sister to save you. Yang Monroe retracted her huge shock, and some strange brilliance flashed in her eyes, and said.

"Hmm. Ma Xiaoyue looked at the horses and couldn't help laughing: "You can have a pot of horse meat to eat today." ”

"Okay, I'm going to drink horse blood. Yang Tianqiong said.

"Thankfully, it's not a horsewhip. Ma Xiaoyue muttered to himself.

"What did you say?" Yang Tianqiong pouted.

"It's a good thing I didn't cut off the horse's neck. Ma Xiaoyue said blindly.

"The brothers took the horses away, and that's enough for our whole village to feed for a week. Yang Menglu smiled, this can be regarded as some trophies.

The brothers all dismounted, took machetes to divide the horses, large and small, one of them put a large piece of bloody flesh on the horse's back, and they walked away, they cheered as if they had won a battle, but no one noticed the sorrow on Yang Menglu's face.

This time, the Blood Striped Dragon will definitely not give up.

Yangjiazhai is not the imaginary magnificence, but a plateau, a tent here, a fortress there, are made of the most primitive stones, plastics, etc., which is quaint and simple, and there is some warmth.

There are villagers grazing in Yangjiazhai, people planting flowers and plants, and of course, people raising Tibetan mastiffs.

The so-called relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, relying on the water to draft water, most of the houses here are piled up by stones, it is very deep, as if entering the eighties of China, the complexion of the people of Yangjiazhai is dark, there is no special water and spirit of the girl, wearing the above is also the clothing of ethnic minorities, they sing and dance, very hospitable, and the Ma Xiaoyue and others are well entertained once.

For here, Ma Xiaoyue, who was a little uncomfortable, gradually adapted to it, but Pei Hanniu and others still didn't adapt to it, they were used to working hard in society, and they knew that people were as light as water, and they were courteous and stealing when they had nothing to do, and it was difficult to fit in, but these people were not hostile, and they were all innocent smiles.

Generally, those who have good adaptability will survive better, and those who can't adapt can only leave, or lose, Ma Xiaoyue's adaptability is very strong, and after a few hours, he has already mingled with the people here, as if he was a native of the original population.

After eating, a grand welcome ceremony was slowly higher than the paragraph, Yang Tianqiong's parents are still alive, and there is a younger brother under her, her family is the elder of the Yang family, and the people here are said to be surnamed Yang, who are the descendants of the Yang family, which has been passed down from the ancestors, and no one has tested the authenticity of this rumor until now.