"You two go and fill me with water in the tank. A man of about twenty years old threw the bucket on his shoulder to the ground, looking domineering and speaking in an extremely tough tone.

His name was Han Ling, and he was an outer disciple of the Blood Sword Sect, with a third-level martial artist cultivation.

"The two of us were only tasked with chopping wood today, not carrying water. If you want to carry water, find someone else to go, and don't bother us. The young man who spoke glanced at Han Ling coldly and flatly refused.

The young man's surname is Li, his name is Yunxiao, he is fifteen years old this year, his face is yellow and thin, and he looks sick, but his eyes are sharp, like two sharp swords, which is daunting.

Chopping wood with him was a brother from the same village, named Li Haitao, who was burly, with well-developed limbs, and his small arms were as strong as an ox.

"Yo he, I haven't seen you for a few days, but my temper has grown a lot. Han Ling had a sneer on his face, looked Li Yunxiao up and down, and let out a slurp in his mouth.

Li Yunxiao and Li Haitao glanced at him, didn't bother to pay attention to it, directly ignored his existence, and continued to wave the long sword in their hands. Sawdust fell like snowflakes under the dance of their swords, splashing all over the ground.

"You two look unconvinced, are you scolding me in your heart?"

Although Han Ling said this, his expression didn't seem to be angry, but his tone became colder, and he scolded, "I don't care if the two of you are willing or not. You have to pick this water, you have to choose, you don't have to choose, you have to choose, you can't refuse. ”

Li Yunxiao raised his head at this time, looked proud, snorted, and said, "What kind of thing are you! It's obviously your business, why do you always ask us to do it?"

"Why?" Han Ling laughed, "Just with your garbage-like martial arts, just with your strength is far inferior to mine." If you can't do such a thing, can't I do it?"

"In the eyes of others, you are also a waste. It's all waste, in front of me, what capital do you have to be proud of?" Li Yunxiao sneered at each other, not letting in the slightest.

"I tell you, don't go into wine and don't eat, eat and punish wine. Before dark, if the water in the tank is not full, you see how I can clean up the two of you!" Han Ling's face twitched, his expression became extremely ugly, and he began to threaten, and then shook his sleeves away.

Looking at his back as he walked away, Li Haitao spit a mouthful of saliva on the ground, "bah", and then pulled Li Yunxiao's clothes, and said, "Anyway, we have helped him pick up water before, and if we pick it again, it's not a big deal." ”

Li Yunxiao said with a straight face: "Just because we used to help others do things, these people always think that we are weak and can be bullied, and treat us as slaves, so that we don't even have enough time to cultivate.

Today, I'm leaving the words here, I won't pick them, and you are not allowed to go, otherwise, I will turn against you. ”

Li Haitao said: "However, if we don't pick it, he will never let us go." ”

Li Yunxiao said disdainfully: "What are you afraid of, isn't it fighting, who is afraid of whom!"

Li Haitao said: "The problem is that the two of us together are not his opponents, if we really want to fight, we will die a miserable death." ”

Li Yunxiao glared at him and said, "How miserable can it be, just rely on him, at most, beat us up, do you dare to kill us? I'm not afraid of this body, what are you afraid of? Moreover, I have decided that from today onwards, whoever comes to us to do things, we will not do it."

Otherwise, if this continues, where will we have time to cultivate? Don't forget, why did our brothers join the Blood Sword Sect in the first place. We are here to cultivate, not to do chores for others. ”

Li Haitao finally remembered that he was once a person with great dreams, and he also fantasized that he could become a peerless powerhouse and stand at the top of this world. It's just that this world is too unfair, the reality is too cruel, his original dream, his ambition, have been smoothed out little by little in the eight years of suppression.

Li Yunxiao's words were like an enlightenment, and he immediately woke up in confusion.

After losing his mind for a moment, Li Haitao's face once again glowed with long-lost confidence, and said with a smile: "Okay, I listen to you for everything, the big deal is death, who is afraid of whom." ”

"Well, that's my good brother. The so-called brothers work together, and their profits are broken, so let the two brothers fight the world together. Li Yunxiao said excitedly.

"Well said, brothers work together, and their profits are golden, so let the two of us fight the world together. ”

Immediately, the hands of the two were clasped tightly, and their eyes showed unwavering faith at this moment.

And the Blood Sword Sect where they were located used to be the top force in the Canglan Continent. Because its founder, the son of the blood god, is said to be a god-like being. The cultivation of a body is so powerful that it is terrifying, the means reach the sky, a sword is sacrificed, a radius of thousands of miles, and all things are extinct.

It's just that every force can't be evergreen forever. The so-called prosperity must decline. A top force as strong as the Blood Sword Sect, in the long years of baptism, has also fulfilled this old saying that has been circulated for I don't know how many years.

The reason why the Blood Sword Sect was weakening was because four thousand years ago, Yan Nantian, the eighth generation sect leader of the Blood Sword Sect, disappeared out of thin air, so that many powerful sword skills and cultivation techniques were not inherited.

It is said that the most powerful martial art of the Blood Sword Sect is the Nine Moves Sword Technique that only the sect masters of the Blood Sword Sect have had the opportunity to cultivate. Every trick is enough to shock the world and cry ghosts and gods.

These nine sword skills are the foundation of the Blood Sword Sect's powerful prestige, and they are also the stunts of the Blood Sword Sect's Zhenzong, which have been broken since Yan Nantian disappeared.

Although the Blood Sword Sect is now in decline, the Blood Sword Sect is still one of the most powerful forces in the Southern Regions.

At dusk, Li Yunxiao and Li Haitao, who had been busy all day, finally completed all the tasks assigned to them, and at this moment there was a smile of satisfaction on their faces. Because in the next ten days, they will be able to cultivate well.

Just as they were about to go back to rinse up, Han Ling walked over with Yang Wei and Ye Kai menacingly, stopped the two of them, and shouted, "I didn't expect you two to dare to go against my will, if you want to find a fight?"

Li Yunxiao's face sank, and he sneered: "If you want to find trouble with others, I can't care about it." But you're trying to get in trouble with the two of us, and this time you're looking for the wrong person. ”

"I've heard people say before, you're very dragging, I don't believe it, I didn't expect you to be really so dragged. However, in front of me, if you want to pull, it will pay a heavy price, and you are ready. Han Ling said viciously.

"Han Ling, if you want to talk about dragging, I am too far behind you compared to you. I saw you on Xinghua Peak with my own eyes that you were beaten by a person named Wang Shilong, and your nose was blue and your face was swollen, and you knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. This heroism is absolutely unmatched!"

It turned out that about half a month ago, Han Ling met a girl named Xia He on Xinghua Peak, thinking that the other party was just an ordinary cultivator, and he actually made a joke.

Who knew that this Xia He not only had a special identity, but also was the person that Zhao Yunlei, who ranked eighth on the tiger list, liked, so he was beaten by Zhao Yunlei's brother Wang Shilong.

Li Yunxiao's words were like a bloodless blade, poking Han Ling's sore spot fiercely, causing him to lose face and not get off the stage.

Han Ling's face turned pale, and he shouted angrily: "Li Yunxiao, you are looking for death!"

As soon as the words fell, a punch blasted out.