Chapter 206: Galloping like a tiger, a heroic act

Chapter 206: Galloping like a tiger, a heroic act

The man who suddenly appeared had a dark complexion and was dressed in white, which made him look as black as charcoal.

He is very mysterious, with a mixture of black and white in his body. He is a madman and even more arrogant.

"I'm thinking of a few tricks to make you kneel down and beg for mercy!"

Ye Yang frowned, and there was a faint evil spirit condensing around Black and White Xuanyu's body. Although it had not reached the point of condensation, it was not far away.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to unite with Fairy Yunyin and dare to compete with Zhuang Guyuan, who has reached the perfect realm of martial arts.

He was very powerful, and Ye Yang knew that he was no match.

"run!"

An idea appeared in his mind, and Ye Yang took back the scaled demon elephant and drove the sun-chasing turtle to run towards the sea.

"Looking for death! Don't you know that what I, Black and White Xuanyu, am good at is speed?"

Ye Yang turned a deaf ear and only focused on driving the Sun Flying Turtle.

There was a sound of wind whistling around Black and White Xuanyu, and two giant blue luan-like wings stretched out from behind, whistling the surrounding wind and clouds.

Among the inheritance of Master Qingming, he had the best secret of the inheritance of wind method, and he was at Ye Yang's side in an instant.

"go to hell!"

An evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and with a wave of his hand, a tornado came towards Ye Yang.

Ye Yang stretched out his sword to resist, using the thick back of the ghost-shou seven-ring sword as a shield to withstand Fengjuan's blow.

But this wind scroll seemed to be composed of countless sharp blades, and it rushed straight into his heart when he breathed, making every part of his body hurt.

But the flying turtle sitting under the seat was screaming again and again, and his speed was greatly affected.

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Ye Yang looked around, thinking of a countermeasure.

Black and white Xuanyu achieved his goal and was extremely proud.

This is a true master, who not only has the fifth level of martial arts cultivation.

Moreover, the skills come from the inheritance of real people, and the practice has Qingming Baojuan prefixed spiritual methods and spiritual techniques.

Outside, even the masters of a sect or sect in the late martial arts period must be treated with courtesy.

It can be called a strong man.

"Hei Bai Xuanyu, if you dare to kill me, the Feitian Sect will definitely not let you go."

"The Feitian Sect and I, Qingming Island, have a life-and-death feud. We are young and don't know the heights of the world. All the swords and swords are children's stuff."

"Even if I kill you, no one will dare to hold you accountable!"

Hearing that Black and White Xuanyu was so rampant, many monks covering their bodies around them were also ready to move, thinking about whether to seize the food from the tiger's mouth.

Even though their public identities cannot provoke the Feitian Clan, if they take action secretly, no one will know.

Black and white Xuanyu pointed his finger and said coldly: "Death!"

Die! Die! die!

As soon as the word "death" appeared, the surrounding wind gathered, forming a layer of giant wind blades that were more than ten feet wide.

Ye Yang was riding on the Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle, raising his sword in a false move.

Under his rapid urging, the Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle's tortoise shell bulged high, absorbing the brilliance of the sun and rushing forward.

At the same time, with a wave of his sleeve, the scaly demon elephant the size of a white mouse suddenly grew several feet in size, soared straight into the sky, and collided with the huge Gangfeng giant blade.

The huge blade of Gangfeng rushed towards the scaled demon elephant, making an endless clanging sound.

The demon elephant suffered serious injuries, but his life was not in danger.

When Black and White Xuanyu saw it, he exclaimed: "What a hard demon elephant."

The person in front of him had broken through to the early stage of martial arts not long ago, but he failed to kill the opponent several times, which made him feel bad.

"This man is so fast, far faster than the average early warrior monk."

He groaned slightly and was extremely surprised, but the more he was like this, the more he felt like killing this person to prevent him from growing up and becoming a serious problem in the future.

"If I say die, you will die! If I say something, the King of Hell will not dare to keep you until the fifth watch."

The crisis came, and Ye Yang once again escaped a fatal blow.

Just as he was hesitating whether to use the body-wrapped red wedding dress to save his life, Black and White Xuanyu's speed was too fast, and he couldn't guarantee that the Thirteen Swordsmen of Time could hit the opponent.

Even if it hits, it may be difficult to cause serious damage based on the opponent's cultivation level.

"Why do you dare to stop?"

Black and white Xuanyu was angry when he saw that his attack failed again. At this moment, he saw the man in front of him suddenly stopped.

He seemed to be smiling but not smiling, as if he was confident.

"Why are you laughing? A disaster is imminent. Are you going to kill yourself and die!"

He roared angrily and came to kill again, but suddenly a majestic voice came from the sky and the earth.

"Who gave you the courage to be so arrogant! Lord Qingming has been dead for a long time, and you two or three big cats and kittens from Qingming Island dare not to take my Feitian Sect in your eyes."

Heaven and earth are mourning together, and there is the sound of war.

A huge sword soaring into the sky with the black sun shining like the light of thunder and thunderbolts flashing.

"Who dares to be so presumptuous!"

Everything was still, and the turbulent sea water also stopped slightly.

A giant sword with a black sun hanging in the sky flew from the sky.

Before Black and White Xuanyu could react, the giant sword was in front of him.

At the critical moment, a jade plaque suddenly flew out of Black and White Xuanyu's chest. When it touched the black sword light, the jade plaque quickly turned into powder and spread across the ocean.

Then the sound of hoofbeats was like thunder, and more than a dozen horses with white hoofs and double horns were like strong winds, stepping in the air and sweeping towards them.

The monks on the horse were all dressed in Feitianmen uniforms, with green robes on the outside and black cloth clothes on the inside, and each of them exuded a powerful aura.

Humans are like tigers, horses are like dragons, humans are extremely powerful, and horses are extremely majestic when riding on waves.

When they got closer, everyone saw clearly that those people were actually martial arts monks from the Feitian Sect.

There were a total of eighteen people who came. Although the number was not large, they were all strong and heroic, as if they were thousands of troops.

Sword King Ge Canhong took the lead and galloped close, everyone was horrified.

“It’s Sword King Kong—Ge Canhong!”

"Who is behind? It's Huo Taoist, no, Huo Vajra King Xijing!"

"There is also Shaoyang Sword King San Dao. Has he also submitted to Feitian Clan!?"

"The ruthless guy Wang Dong is here too."

…

Everyone is making noise and noise.

Ge Canhong, riding on a cloud-carrying horse, flew over at low altitude, stood in mid-air, and stepped on everyone's heads.

Wearing a black robe and black clothes, in his hand is a sharp sword with a black sun hanging on it.

"Young people dare to speak nonsense."

Ge Canhong gave an order, and seventeen cloud-carrying horses behind him galloped like tigers, and came quickly, surrounding Black and White Xuanyu, completely surrounding him on two levels, and surrounding him impenetrably.

"Sword King Kong Ge Changhong! Damn it."

A trace of cold sweat appeared on Black and White Xuanyu's face. The jade pendant just now was an important defensive treasure that he unexpectedly obtained, but it was turned into powder by Ge Canhong's sword.

According to outside sources, the sword Vajra Ge Canhong has broken through to the realm of the eighth level of jade liquid of a warrior.

He is also a famous swordsman with outstanding combat prowess.

He was originally a person who was greedy for life and afraid of death. Otherwise, he would not have fought against Zhuang Guyuan when Qingming Island fell, and after gaining the foundation, he would have gone overseas for safety.

At this moment, I felt how powerful Ge Canhong was, and saw that he was surrounded by a group of warrior monks. No matter how fast he went, there was no way he could escape.

He was afraid that the other party would stab him to death with a sword, but unexpectedly! Kneel down.

His voice was trembling when he spoke.

"Senior Ge, please spare your life, Senior Ge, please spare your life. I know that I was wrong, and please don't blame me, Senior. I am willing to go to Feitianmen to make amends."

Everyone stared blankly at the scene in the sky. No one expected that the young disciple of Qingming Lord in the real-person realm would kneel down and beg for mercy.

And the posture is so humble.

They couldn't help but look down at Black and White Xuanyu, but at the same time they were surprised by Ge Canhong's power.

Ge Canhong snorted coldly.

"My Feitian Sect doesn't need a slave like you."

Black and white Xuanyu became even more nervous when he saw Ge Canhong talking like this, his legs trembled involuntarily, and he gritted his teeth and said.

"Senior Jian Jingang, this junior is not a slave. This junior is willing to take Feitian Clan as his leader, respect Feitian Clan, and worship Feitian Clan as his parents. From now on, he will only obey your orders."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Ye Yang on the side again.

"From now on, Ye Yang, the master of both swords and swords, will be my junior brother. One family will not fight another family. Junior brother, please give me some advice and let the Feitian Sect accept me as an evil disciple."

Ye Yang snorted coldly, he had seen many monks.

There are those who fight against the sky and live up to their lives, and there are those who fight against the present age and want to break the sky.

But this is the first time I have seen someone like Black and White Xuanyu who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

When Black and White Xuanyu saw Ye Yang not speaking, the fear in his heart trembled even more, and his heart beat with fear.

He thought about how to spread his giant wings and escape, but Ge Canhong's sword intent had already locked him firmly.

He can't escape.

He even felt that as long as he moved a little, the opponent's sword would directly penetrate into his chest.

Among the crowd, the ugly young man saw Black and White Xuanyu acting so cruelly, even though he once had the cultivation and cultivation of a real person, he was so angry that he trembled all over.

"This damn evil traitor is really an evil traitor! I should have killed him with one blow back then, lest he come out and embarrass me."

But the next moment.

"No!"

Black and white Xuanyu roared angrily, as if he couldn't believe it.

Ge Canhong's sword had been inserted directly into his chest.

Even though he was very fast, he couldn't dodge when faced with the two layers of siege inside and outside, and the crushing power of Ge Canhong who was as strong as jade.

He didn't even believe that he was begging for mercy, shaking his head and begging had no effect at all.

This is completely different from the master he once served.

Black and white Xuanyu died in an instant. Ge Canhong wiped the sword in his hand and turned around to look at everyone coldly.

"Fellow Taoists, is there still anyone who wants to hunt down my Feitian Sect disciples now?"

"Although my Feitian Clan is not a powerful clan, the sword in my hand is not weak at all when facing the enemy!"

When he said these words, the sword energy spurted out, covering half of the sky, and no one below dared to look directly into his eyes.

Someone immediately spoke up and explained.

"Misunderstanding, this is all a misunderstanding."

"Yes, yes, it's all a misunderstanding. In a few days, I will personally go to Feitian Sect to apologize."

"That's great! Let's go."

Ge Canhong snorted coldly, and rode the cloud-carrying horse on his hip. Herod, the horse-carrying horse, roared loudly and galloped towards the distant ocean.

The seventeen riders behind them spread out like a line, facing the sea breeze and the bright sun, walking in the air and entering the vast sea, like thousands of troops, leaving behind a galloping back.

A group of people on the ground looked at each other, and some were itching their teeth with hatred.

"It's said that the Feitian Clan has a huge conflict with the Qinglian Mo family. Why don't the Qinglian Mo family take action to exterminate these turtles?"

"I heard that Master Chongxiao of the Mo family has reached the limit of his lifespan. It is not appropriate to take action lightly."

"Furthermore, I heard that Dugu Qiang, an abandoned disciple of the Feitian Sect, has been killed by the Qinglian Mo family. They don't seem to have any fundamental conflict."

"That's not possible. Is it possible for the Feitian Sect to continue to dominate like this?"

"That Black and White Xuanyu is really a loser. He is a real disciple after all. Why can't he even compete with the Feitian Sect?"

"Senior Brother Qiu Yunian, be careful what you say."

…

In the crowd, the ugly-faced young man watched the Feitianmen chasing towards the horizon, and couldn't help but frown slightly.

The next moment, he seemed to have thought of something and said in surprise: "Not good!"

The figure flashed and quickly disappeared into the crowd.