"The people in the frontiers of Xiayunzhou have never known etiquette, but reporting this name is not only embarrassing for themselves, but also for the ancestors... But since even Teacher Xiangmuhe doesn't stick to this small matter, how can he give up his humble name? Why don't you report it? Lest the big guys think that my Chinese people are barbarians..."
boom-
The bearded man's words were extremely acrimonious, and the surrounding buildings burst into laughter, greatly diluting the tense atmosphere. There was a roar of booing all around, that is to say, the bearded men were strong, and they demonstrated against the barbarians together.
The bearded man who spoke looked rough, but he didn't expect his words to be so sharp. He slammed the other party's background as a barbarian who didn't know etiquette and education. The people of the people united front against the barbarian, and even instantly equalized the power that the opponent had just established in an instant.
The commotion caused by the murder of the barbarian girl just now can only scare away some secular people and fellows who don't know martial arts. For the barbarians from outside, no one wants to be the turtle with shrunken head, all of them are shy, with raised eyebrows and raised eyebrows, looking like they have nothing to do, looking for trouble, and they follow a group of Nanman warriors to stare at each other. staring...
The bearded man bowed his hands and continued: "Mo Yeli is in the barren mountain, Teacher Xiangmuhe, don't forget..."
There was another burst of booing from the people around.
The buzzing sound in the "Daiqing Courtyard" undulates like a wave.
It turned out that this bearded gangster was actually the "barren hill maniac" Mo Yeli, the acquired master ranked twelfth on the "Di Jue List". It is said that Mo Yeli is bold by nature, open-minded, and loves to make friends. Although he has an arrogant temper, he treats friends with true temperament, especially appreciates the rising stars in the rivers and lakes, and is willing to make friends with others.
"The little brother downstairs is really good. I am very happy to see him. Why don't you take your young master to this old man and have a glass of water and wine?"
Ye Qingxuan's performance today obviously suited Mo Yeli's eyes. Although he looked like a servant, he sincerely invited him without any hesitation, but he was a man with a true temperament.
Looking at the barbarians again, their faces were livid, on the verge of anger.
"Teacher Mo invites you, how dare Xiao Sheng refuse to obey?"
The bearded man was obviously afraid that he would not be able to cope with the pressure from the other party, so he voluntarily stepped forward to take the matter over. How could Ye Qingxuan give up this opportunity, grabbed Xie Zian, who was trembling in his calves, and retreated across the arch bridge , went up to the square platform, and ran towards Mo Yeli and others on the third floor behind him.
"stop-"
A loud shout stunned the audience, and Xiangmu Hecha's body exploded with vigor, a burst of green energy was a foot away from the body, glowing fiercely, and the railing in front of him shattered into dust after a flash of blue light, flying all over the sky …
"Protective energy? Innate realm?"
The surrounding Huaxia people suddenly fell silent, each with a look of horror.
Unexpectedly, this Xiangmu Hecha was in an innate state, no wonder a foreigner dared to be arrogant in the land of Huaxia.
Ye Qingxuan felt a danger locked on him. If he retreated further, maybe under the traction of Qi, the barbarian master named Xiangmu Hecha would immediately make a move. He was shocked and immediately stood still. Push Xie Zian up the stairs.
Looking back at the fiery Xiangmu Hecha, he walked a few steps towards the middle of the square platform, facing the other party if he had any real murderous intent, and said calmly, "What advice does this man have?"
The fierce light in Xiangmu Hecha's eyes froze, as if the killing intent of the innate strong man had substance, overwhelmingly pressed towards Ye Qingxuan...
The surrounding pressure suddenly increased, Ye Qingxuan yelled inwardly, his knees went limp, and he tended to kneel down, he hurriedly used his true energy to fight against the astonishing pressure from the opponent.
Ye Qingxuan was horrified that the other party used his fierce flames to forcefully press Ye Qingxuan, trying to make him kneel on the ground and make a fool of himself in front of everyone.
Just when Ye Qingxuan was tired of fighting and his internal energy consumption increased, two auras erupted from behind to fight against them. Although they couldn't completely counter the opponent's aura, Ye Qingxuan suddenly felt a sense of relief on his body. The invisible pressure has almost disappeared.
Looking back, in addition to the "crazy man on the barren hill" Mo Yeli, there was also an old man with gray hair and white clothes who cooperated with Mo Yeli to fight against Xiangmu Hecha's astonishing aura.
"Who are you old man?" Xiangmu Hecha asked coldly with a cold gleam in his eyes.
"The old man'Long sky shines on the sword gate' Lu Xuantong, Brother Zha, don't forget—" The old man's voice was loud but not loud, loud but not sharp, but it was clearly sent to the ears of every participant. Not to mention other things, just that this acquired state challenged the spirit of an innate master, which is enough to make people appreciate it.
This old man turned out to be the elder of "Long Sky Shining the Sword Gate", Ye Qingxuan was torn between joy and sorrow in his heart.
A simple friend is a friend, and an enemy is an enemy, isn't it good? Ye Qingxuan is a little worried about whether he should repay the other party for the old man's act of standing up for him in the future.
"Hmph, a bunch of lifeless things..." Xiangmu Hecha raised his head arrogantly and sighed, then stared at Ye Qingxuan, and said slowly: "You dare to hurt my son, it seems that you are ready to accept death Fate, Narincha—”
"exist-"
A big man covered in fiery red came out from among the barbarians, knelt on one knee and agreed.
Xiangmu Hecha patted the charcoal-red man on the head, and said softly: "Kill that person who hurt my brother for me..."
"yes-"
A red shadow flashed, and the big red man suddenly landed on the square platform in front of Ye Qingxuan, the strong impact made the whole square platform tremble. The kung fu of this barbarian has never been easy. The jumping and falling all depend on the strength of the legs and the true energy in the body. produce.
The barbarian man in front of him is half the height of Ye Qingxuan, with a lion's nose and wide mouth, protruding forehead and concave eyes, with a shawl and long hair tied behind him with an iron hoop. He looks like a red ghost coming out of the underworld to do evil. Ye Qingxuan stuck out his huge tongue, licked his lips, and said, "Huaxia boy, I'm going to twist your head off and offer it to Azhuma..."
What the big man said caused the barbarian girl behind him to laugh coquettishly. Obviously, she was Azhuma.
"you dare-"
Behind Ye Qingxuan, Mo Yeli shouted angrily, and wanted to block the catastrophe for Ye Qingxuan. After all, everyone can see that this Narincha's skills are about to reach the peak of the "True Realm", and the little book boy in front of everyone is afraid that he has not even broken through the foundation building period, and he is not even in the "Good Fortune Realm". , even relying on physical dexterity or special skills, it is still difficult to even out such a huge gap in realm with the opponent.
It's just that Ye Qingxuan didn't think so at this time.
"Hero Mo, since he challenged me one-on-one, if the younger one refuses to fight, wouldn't it be a disgrace to my Chinese people? Even if the younger one goes back to the Xie Mansion, I'm afraid he will be punished by my master. I hope you will allow me." I challenge..."
"Okay, have courage, the people in Xie Xiang's family are really courageous... At the request of the little brother, we will cheer for the little brother..."
The surrounding Huaxia people applauded enthusiastically...
Unexpectedly, this young little book boy would have such courage. Faced with the aggressive attitude of the barbarians, he was not discouraged and took up the challenge proudly. It is just this backbone that makes people admire.
At the same time, there were also people who secretly worried that this handsome little book boy was offended so fiercely.
So, on this platform for people to enjoy the dance, two warriors from different nationalities started a life-and-death contest.
The barbarians on the opposite side looked at Ye Qingxuan as if they were looking at a dead man with mocking expressions on their faces.
On the other hand, Narincha, who is opposite Ye Qingxuan, stands proudly with his head held high at a distance of six or seven meters, facing Ye Qingxuan with two huge nostrils, and said in a deep voice: "Boy, I like to smash people into pieces with things!" , I think you should choose a weapon..." As soon as the words fell, the ugly big man took out a wooden stick from behind. At first glance, it looked like a baseball bat he had seen in his previous life, but it was densely covered with There were small thorns, emitting a strange cold light, and the wooden stick obviously killed a lot of people. It had been soaked into purple-black by blood, and it exuded a nauseous smell.
so well-
Ye Qingxuan, who was suffering from not having a weapon in hand, immediately turned around and clasped his fists to everyone upstairs: "Who can lend Xiaosheng a Bixiao sword, and return it after using it..."
"Little brother takes the sword—"
With a shout, a long sword with a sheath was thrown over, and Ye Qingxuan took it...
"The name of this sword is Bixiao, the little brother is using this sword to establish his prestige—"
"Thank you, brother—"
The person who borrowed the sword was the tall, handsome and handsome disciple of Changkongzhaojianmen who Ye Qingxuan had noticed before.
It seems that no matter how they get along with "Shangkongzhaojianmen" in the future, the favor of the old and the young must be repaid today.
choke lang—
With a dragon's roar and a flash of glory, Ye Qingxuan had already drawn his sword in his hand. The cold sword was three feet six inches long, and its sharpness was restrained but no one dared to doubt its sharpness. The green sharkskin hilt at the handshake was cold to the touch. Anti-sweat and non-slip... It is a good sword!
"Good sword—"
With Ye Qingxuan Bixiao sword in his hand, his temperament suddenly became sharp...
Ye Qingxuan held the scabbard in his left hand, pointed at the barbarian Nalincha with the Bixiao sword in his right hand, and said calmly: "My brother came from a barbaric land to die, I will leave a whole body with my brother—"
Narincha's sunken eyes like dead fish suddenly became full of energy, as if he had reacquainted with the little book boy in front of him, he cooed and said with a strange smile: "The boy is interesting, just for your stupidity, grandpa, I will let you die!" I have tasted all the pain before, and died crying..."
Ye Qingxuan was unmoved at all, a smile floated from the corner of his lips, he retracted the Bixiao sword in his hand, paused with his left foot on the table, and turned the Bixiao sword in his right hand into a ball of green light, quickly grabbing the vital points on the opponent's chest. The movements were done in one go, extremely fierce.
Knowing how powerful the enemy is, Ye Qingxuan took the lead in attacking with all his might, without mercy.