Is it "Leave me?hahaha, that's ridiculous!"

The third elder of the Medicine King Valley, Xiahou Lie, was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he couldn't help sneering and said: "Could it be that you still want to kill the old man, not to mention that your speed as a horizontal martial artist is not as fast as the old man, even if you catch up, do you think you can win the old man?"

"Yes, why not!" Ye Xing grinned, revealing his white teeth, "I just warmed up just now, now let's have something real!"

The words just fell!

"Boom!"

A sword roar was as clear as a dragon, and above Ye Xing's back, the ghostly sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and the cold blade bloomed in the sunlight with a dazzling cold light.

"What a terrifying murderous aura!"

The third elder of the Medicine King Valley, Xiahou Lie, chuckled in his heart, and a strong sense of crisis surged out of nowhere.

At the same time, the surroundings suddenly darkened, and the terrifying spiritual coercion invaded, obviously it was a blue sky and a white day, but suddenly night fell, and the sky was dark. The buildings, the crowds, the grass and trees were all gone, and Xia Houlie felt that he was in a dark place, and he was terrified and palpitated.

Suddenly, in the endless darkness, a golden light suddenly lit up, flashing towards him with a terrifying murderous aura.

Fast, the speed is extremely fast! The crisis of death shrouded in, and Xiahou Lie's pupils contracted sharply.

"Break, break my !!"

Roaring hysterically, Xiahou Lie tried his best to frantically urge the innate true element of his whole body, and the violent energy wave simply tore a hole in the space.

The darkness dissipates and the sun returns to its place.

However, Xiahou Lie couldn't be happy at all, because the cold and brilliant ghostly light sword had already pierced in front of him, and in the midst of the lightning and fire, he could only move half a step sideways.

"Poof!"

The sharp sword pierced into his lower abdomen, a wisp of blood splashed out, and the crimson blood instantly stained his robe, Xiahou Lie's figure retreated violently, staring at Ye Xing with a shocked expression, "What a terrible sword move! Who are you?"

Drop by drop, blood trickled down from the tip of the Gloomy Sword, falling to the ground and seeping into the soil.

"I, I'm the Lord of Baiyun City, the master of this city!" Ye Xing returned his sword to the sheath, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, and there was a hint of evil smile.

"Impossible! This Baiyun City, the old man has never heard of it. The Third Elder of the Medicine King Valley, Xiahou Lie, shook his head and said, "With your strength, it is impossible to be so nameless!"

Ye Xing is indeed not well-known in the Central Plains Martial Arts, except for the pseudonym Ye San, who won the first place in the Youth Martial Arts Association. Ye San's vest is very famous in the Central Plains martial arts, after all, he is the top of the list of geniuses, and it is difficult to think of being famous. However, Ye Xing's deity is unknown, after all, the Southern Tang Kingdom is in a safe corner, and it is no different from living in seclusion in the mountains and forests.

"Hehe, yes, the name is unknown!" Ye Xing had a look of self-deprecation on his face, but there was a firm and confident look in his eyes, "But the nameless name is only temporary, and soon the three words 'Baiyun City' will spread throughout the entire Central Plains Martial Arts!"

Ye Xing's goal is to build Baiyun City into a super city comparable to the Holy Land, or even surpass the Holy Land, and entering the Central Plains Martial Arts is only the first step in the plan. This time the Lord of the Moon Palace attacked, Mengxue's departure hit Ye Xing very hard, and he was ready to speed up the pace of building the city and accelerate the expansion of the power of Baiyun City.

"The old man doesn't understand, with your identity, why do you have to kill the young valley master and form a mortal enmity with our Medicine King Valley?" asked Xiahou Lie, the third elder of the Medicine King Valley, in a deep voice. This matter really made him feel very puzzled, it stands to reason that since this Baiyun City Lord knew the identity of Jiang Yuhang's Young Valley Lord, he should not kill him. Although the Medicine King Valley is not a behemoth like the Millennium Holy Land, it is also a top-level force with a strong overlord. Forming a mortal enmity with the Medicine King Valley may not be beneficial to Baiyun City. The more Xia Hou Lie thought about it, the more he felt that although this White Cloud City Lord was young, he had a mysterious and unpredictable taste.

"Because he has offended me, how can the lord of this city spare him? Ye Xing said.

"Hmph, don't say it, since you killed the Young Valley Lord, then you can do it yourself, and wait for our Medicine King Valley's revenge!" Xiahou Lie, the third elder of the Medicine King Valley, snorted coldly, and immediately turned around directly to start light work, and ran towards the distance.

"Hehe, Elder Xiahou go slowly, the city lord will give you a ride!" Ye Xing stepped on the "Eight Steps of the Demon Heaven", shrunk into inches, and his body formed a remnant of the Dao, and pursued forward.

Like a glimpse of light, the speed of the two was very fast, rushing into the mountains and forests one after the other, and disappeared directly.

"Such a fast speed, I didn't expect our city lord's strength to be so strong!"

"That green-robed old man is a first-class innate realm, right, he was injured, and our city lord is also a first-class innate realm?"

"There shouldn't be, the city lord has just condensed the golden body treasure body, and the true yuan seems to be still at the peak of the second class!"

"It's so good to be at the peak of the second rank, so if you step into the first-class innate realm, wouldn't it-"

"Haha, in short, we can sit back and relax about the construction of the city this time, the strength of the city lord is estimated to be a high-level powerhouse in the Central Plains Martial Arts, which is enough to protect us!"

At the gate of the city, everyone in Baiyun City was overjoyed, and they exchanged their heads and talked enthusiastically.

"This ...... Elder Yan, you see...... This...... Are we going to follow up and help?" asked Tie Zhan, the master of the Xuantie Gate.

"Follow a fart!" Ink-robed elder Yan Jiu said angrily: "People are gone, can you keep up with their speed!"

"Hah...... Also...... It's too!" Tie Zhan, the master of the Xuantie Gate, scratched his head and laughed dryly.

"Don't worry, that Xiahou Lie has been injured by the city lord, and the city lord's strength will stabilize him, and there will be no danger. Ink-robed elder Yan Jiu said in a deep voice: "Let's go back to the city now, arrange all the things related to the relocation and construction of the city, and wait for the city lord to return victorious!"

......

Baiyun Mountain, the mountains are beautiful, the green trees are shady under the blue sky and white clouds, the verdant is dripping, there are birds chirping from time to time, and the sound is crisp and pleasant one after another.

At this moment, in the middle of a forest in Baiyun Mountain, an old man in a green robe is shuttling through it with light skills.

But seeing that the green-robed old man had a sword wound on his lower abdomen, the red blood continued to overflow, staining his robe red. Although he was injured, the speed of the old man's light work did not decrease at all, and it was very fast.

"Whew!"

The wind was whistling in his ears, the trees on both sides were rapidly retreating, and the green-robed old man ran all the way, about a hundred miles away, before he stopped and looked behind him.

I saw that there was nothing behind me, not only no people, not even birds and beasts, only the breeze caressing, and the rustle of branches and leaves swaying back and forth.

"Huh, after escaping so far, you should get rid of the White Cloud City Lord. This person's combat power is really terrifying, fortunately he is a horizontal martial artist, and his speed is not fast!" The old man in the green robe breathed a sigh of relief, and said to himself with a chuckle: "It's ridiculous that a horizontal martial artist actually wants to compare the speed of light skills with the old man, and still vainly tries to keep the old man!"

The green-robed old man shook his head, and after making sure that there were no pursuers behind him, he immediately turned around and prepared to use his skills to treat his injuries.

However, when he turned around, his whole body froze directly, his pupils contracted sharply, and his eyes looked ahead in horror.