When he saw the young master of the sect, Kui Yi and Okayaka couldn't help but secretly applauded in his heart at the same time.

But he saw the boy's strange body and footwork. Kui Yi was not sure about it, but when he saw Xu Fang's eyes, he was puzzled and seemed to have mentioned this in a legend. After thinking about it, Xu Fang shouted, and Kui Yi heard the sound and asked strangely: "What's wrong?"

Xu Fang did not answer, but just thought to himself: "I am like a flying dragon swimming towards the sky, and the flying dragon breaks the sky for me."

As I was about to ask, there had been changes in the field, but I saw the young man exhaling and singing, and the person followed the sword, and the sword followed the person, frequently activated the sharp sword force, sweeping the heavy sword energy of the iron beard. Seeing the fierce attack, the iron beard smiled slightly, and his steps were fixed, and the true energy was destroyed. He used the dead wood sword technique, the exquisite sword move, and the sharpness of the Chisong Sword. At the moment, the situation was reversed. With the sword moves, the young man was surrounded by dangers and his offensive slowed down. Although the offensive fell, the young man did not fall in the way for a while. With the strange footwork, he also walked through the sword moves of the Chisong Sword with a hundred moves.

After all, Tiexue is a master of the sect. He only wants to do something slightly and has no intention of hurting others. So in the sword technique, he used a killer move to hide without making any moves. Unexpectedly, the young man was so skillful. After a hundred moves, he had no chance of winning or losing. He thought he would stop there, but the young man was too arrogant. If he didn't kill him, what was the face of Qingcheng?

Seeing that the leader's moves changed drastically, Xu Fang was secretly worried, and immediately shouted: "No!" Kui Yi said that the young man was about to suffer, and said: "Master will be responsible."

Xu Fang was still waiting for details to explain, the head of the sect had already used a killer move. Suddenly, he saw a fierce sword force. One sword quickly passed by. The young man saw that the force was strong, put away his body, and did not dodge. The Chisong Sword had reached the sky, but the young man was in a strait, and the iron whisker secretly used his strength to shake the weapon in the young man's hand. But when he saw two swords colliding, the young man used his strength to sweep the sword on the spot. His body quickly turned and rose up from the ground. The iron whisker was not enough to collect the sword, as if attracted by the sword force swept by the young man, and he staggered forward, and he had not fixed his figure. He only heard the young man shouting: "I am like a flying dragon wandering towards the sky, the flying dragon breaks the sky for me, and the chaos locks the yin and yang, and one sword breaks the eternal sorrow." As soon as the word "sorrow" fell, the young man's body brought the sound of wind breaking through the air, like a silver dragon roaring. When the iron whisker raised his head, he shouted: "Silver dragon roars the sky!"

Xu Fang was shocked when he heard the five words, but the situation in the field was not enough to be thought about. However, he saw that the iron beard and steel teeth were clenched tightly, and the horse stance was fixed, gathering the true power around his body. The Chisong Sword pointed to the sky, and the two swords intersected, and the fire burst out. With a sound of Kuang, the Chisong Sword was broken by the powerful sword energy. It was a loud bang, just like the howling of the Chisong Sword when it faded, knocking Tiexu back more than ten steps. Even the young man who activated the sword force was churning by the qi and blood, his feet were floating, and he retreated continuously.

Compared to the internal injuries that were injured, the horror of the missionary token breaking in front of the eyes made the iron beard seriously injured. The chest churned, and a big mouthful of blood was spitting out. Kui Yi and Xu Fang were both anxious and shocked when they saw this huge change.

Just as they were about to come forward to investigate the injuries of the sect, they heard the sound of weapons clashing. They didn't know that the two silver-haired old men rushed into the sect. They were fighting the young man with the iron stick in their hands. After a closer look, Xu Fang recognized that the two old men were no one else, but the notorious Hehuan demons in the hero tomb. These two men had to rap the evil skills and scattered the true energy from time to time by raping boys and girls. They had long been despised by the people in the martial arts world. They were desperate and threw themselves into the hero tomb. At this time, they were already the guardians of the gang leader. At this time, they saw that the young man was besieged very quickly. Xu Fang and other Qingcheng Gate should have stepped forward to help the punch, but he broke the token of the master and was a sinner in Qingcheng. It seemed inappropriate to help him at this time, but for the right way in the martial arts world, they ignored the dangers and were not done by a real man. For a moment, they were hesitant and had no idea.

The young man broke the Chisong sword. When the qi and blood were churning, without waiting for the qi and blood to be harmonized, in the air, two iron crutches from the air, raised the long sword in his hand and tried hard to take it. Wow, the heavy iron stick, which made him feel completely confused and complained. The two iron sticks were unreasonable and did not give the young man a chance to breathe. Don't look at the heavy weapons, but they were as agile as the palace maid waving a ribbon. The young man was helpless and was about to shake his spirit to fight. Unexpectedly, his chest suddenly became sweet, and a heavy palm force suddenly pressed down on his back. At this moment, the young man supported it and spit out a large mouth of black blood. The young man rolled on the spot and rolled out of the battle circle. He saw that the two thin old men were dancing with their eyes fixed on the young man. Looking back, a black-faced man stood proudly.

This black-faced man is no one else, but the leader of the Hero Tomb, Shura King---Aoki-Chun.

Qingmu Xuan hit the palm, and was very proud, and said with a strange smile: "This guy, thank you very much for knocking down a handmade item for me. Today, you are the top priority. I wanted you to make you feel happy to repay you, but the two brothers behind me seem to be reluctant to die, so...hahaha."

It turned out that Aoki Aoki was here to investigate the breaking of the secret whistle. When he saw the boy going to Qingcheng, he heard that the boy was so amazing, so he secretly arranged people. When he saw that the iron beard was seriously injured, he was secretly happy and took the initiative to destroy Qingcheng in one breath.

The tone of the voice was very ambiguous, and the boy was anxious and angry. The sword-holder wanted to make a big effort. He was unable to do so. He vomited a few more mouthfuls of blood and was about to faint.

The two demons saw that the boy was powerless to resist. The two laughed at him slowly approached the boy and were about to come forward to catch him. A roar suddenly came from the side...

Suddenly, there was a loud shout, but it turned out that the head of Qingcheng sect had a whisker. It seemed that for a moment, the whisker seemed to have fallen into a valley of thousands of feet. A buzzing sound in my mind, nothing in front of me was gone, as if a very familiar back disappeared in front of me, the sound of wind, noise, and the sound of weapons colliding.

A sharp pain in his chest suddenly pulled the iron whisker back to reality. He saw the black-faced man, the two withered and thin old men, and the people gradually pouring in... Hero's Tomb...? Hero's Tomb!

Tiexuehuo stood up, endured the pain, and said violently: "Kui Yi!"

Hearing the summons from the head, he quickly swung the formation and stepped forward together. Tiexue whispered: "I am a practitioner of Taoism and a person who is good at it and hatred is a warning. Although this person cut off my missionary holy sword, the current disaster is not something that outsiders in Qingcheng should have to bear. One person has to protect him down the mountain with all his strength."
Chapter completed!