Xuanyuan Xiang was dressed in a night coat, and slowly walked out of the dust, the weeping blood single knife in his hand was behind his back, but his eyes were staring at the young man in front of him, although his tone was slow, but it made people listen to a gritted anger, "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon, Yin Shao's Gang Master, we haven't seen each other for a long time......"

Because of the upheaval just now, Hua Lao and the other two men also stopped, and fell back behind Xuanyuan Xiang and Yin Tianfang respectively, for a while, neither of the two parties said a word, they just looked at each other quietly, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.

"What's the matter? Isn't the Young Gang Master Yin here just to take the head of my Xuanyuan Xiang's neck? Now I'm standing here, Young Gang Master, why don't you do it?" Xuanyuan Xiang's eyes were scorching, and his eyes flashed with infinite battle intent, but the hand "Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descent" that Yin Tianfang revealed just now was really powerful, and Xuanyuan Xiang had to be cautious.

"Once... Yinyue and I are very good friends...... "For a long time, Yin Tianfang didn't make a move, he just said softly in the dark, although Yin Tianfang approached Yinyue with other purposes, but after getting along for a while, Yin Tianfang didn't feel that the big disciple who used to be the Great Disciple of the Valley of Bliss was an unforgiving demon, on the contrary... There is a touch of sympathy between the two people, at least... At least that's what Yin Tianfang thinks......

"Oh, so what?" Unexpectedly, when mentioning Yinyue, Xuanyuan Xiang on the other side didn't have the slightest ripple, as if he was talking about a stranger without the slightest emotion, but... Yin Tianfang knew that the relationship between Yinyue and Xuanyuan Xiang should never be like this, just because Yinyue didn't care about her own safety and went to Chengdu alone to save Xuanyuan Xiang.

But the reaction of Xuanyuan Xiang in front of him made Yin Tianfang even more firm in his thoughts, and after that, Yin Tianfang stepped forward, "Xuanyuan Xiang, as your junior brother of Yinyue, I don't want to kill you, but... You rely on the ancient gods such as crying blood, washing the rivers and lakes with blood, and now it has stirred up the entire martial arts chickens and dogs, and the beggar gang is the righteous path of martial arts, so naturally they can't turn a blind eye and hand over the weeping blood, and I will let you live!"

"Hahaha....ha......" Listening to Yin Tianfang's words, Xuanyuan Xiang couldn't help but laugh out loud, this laugh was even more heartfelt, and it spread a far, far distance in this secluded mountain, "Yin Shao Gang Master, don't say something inexplicable here, is your so-called martial arts righteous path a group of hypocrites who don't even dare to tell the truth?" As he spoke, Xuanyuan Xiang took the weeping blood in front of him, the look in his eyes was as kind as if he was looking at his lover, he stroked the blade, and a trace of fiery light flashed in his eyes," You people, just crying blood for this, what martial arts justice, it's all bullshit!"

Being said by Xuanyuan Xiang, Yin Tianfang's eyes were half-narrowed, and the anger on his face was self-evident, "Okay! Then let me let Yin Tian let you go for a while!" As he spoke, Yin Tianfang put a pair of fleshy palms flying, and the sound of the dragon's groan, which had been extinguished in the air, sounded again.

Xuanyuan Xiang stared at Yin Tianfang's bullying figure, sneered, raised the blood in his hand and flew up......

In the night sky, the two figures in the dragon chant come and go, it seems that it is an opponent in chess, and it is difficult to distinguish the opponent for a while, and almost all the remaining people have their eyes on Yin Tianfang and Xuanyuan Xiang, both of whom are the leaders of the younger generation in the martial arts, Xuanyuan Xiang is even more with the crying blood in his hand, he has overcome the major sects, such a battle of the world, but also affects everyone's nerves.

......

I don't know how long it took, the two people in the air were finally separated, only to see a golden dragon afterimage in the night sky, and then a black shadow broke through this golden light and fell, but it was not as light as imagined, the black shadow fell, did not stand firm for a while, and when it was crumbling, it was only by relying on the single knife in his hand to stabilize his body, but he was also half-kneeling on the ground.

Seeing that Xuanyuan Xiang was injured, Liu Zhemei and the three people behind him hurriedly rushed to Xuanyuan Xiang's side, helped him up, and asked with concern, "......Are you okay?"

Xuanyuan Xiang frowned and shook his head forcibly, but just as he was about to speak, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the beggar disciples on the other side saw that Xuanyuan Xiang was seriously injured, and his face was full of smiles, and he couldn't help but cry out.

"Xuanyuan Xiang! hand over the weeping blood, spare you from death!" The golden light dispersed, and Yin Tianfang's figure landed steadily in front of the beggar gang disciples, it seemed that Yin Tianfang had just fought with Xuanyuan Xiang, but instead of being injured, it aroused the fighting spirit in his heart even more.

"Can't do anything, let's go!" Xuanyuan Xiang didn't expect Yin Tianfang to be so powerful, and if he stayed, I was afraid that it would be difficult to leave, so he hurriedly whispered, and he was about to take Liu Zhemei and them to turn around and leave here.

Hua Lao, who was behind Yin Tianfang, had already paid attention to Xuanyuan Xiang's movements, and when he saw that they wanted to leave, he hurriedly shouted, "Demon barrier! Where to go!" Before the words fell, Hua Lao had already rushed out, ready to intercept the four of Xuanyuan Xiang.

Although Hua Lao is still a few feet away from Xuanyuan Xiang, but it is the last to come first, when he is about to catch up with Xuanyuan Xiang, there is a stirring sound in the air, under the heavy night, Hua Lao does not dare to be careless, and it is under this pause, Xuanyuan Xiang They are a few points away.

Hua Lao and a few beggar gang disciples, one of them paused, just when they were about to rush out again, under the night sky, it turned out to be a woman's figure slowly walking out, Rao is this night is hazy, Hua Lao They can also clearly see the appearance of this woman, dressed in silver shining Miao costumes, not the Machalan of the Valley of Bliss, who is it? After the Battle of Elysium, not only Xuanyuan Xiang left the Valley of Elysium alone, Macharan left the place that carried a lot with Yaojian's last wish before he died, and since then, Macharan has embarked on a wandering that seems to have no end.

(End of chapter)