"Who are you, dare to attack and kill the people of the royal family in the heavenly capital!"

Xiao Long looked at Feng Haobei with a straight face, not that he was bold, but because there were several sect immortals behind him, his waist was naturally a lot harder.

Feng Haobei raised his head and glanced at Xiao Long, and when his eyes skimmed over Xiao Long and saw those sect disciples, his aura instantly became violent.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, long time no see!"

Tang Ming slowly stood up from behind Feng Haobei, and looked at Xiao Long with a sneer on his face that gradually turned white.

"It's ?!! you"

Seeing Tang Ming's familiar cheeks, Xiao Long was so frightened that he took a few steps back, and almost didn't sit on the ground.

It can be seen that when he was in Dragon City, Tang Ming left a deep impression on the heart of His Royal Highness the Prince.

"Brother Huang, do you know each other?"

Xiao Hong looked at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's expression and asked with some astonishment.

Xiao Long, who had come back to his senses, took a few steps back and stood behind several sect disciples, looking at Tang Ming with resentment in his eyes.

"Fellow Immortal Elders, this person is the remnant of the Dragon City Academy, and as far as I know, he has a great relationship with Han Xiaoyu, as long as he captures him, Han Xiaoyu will definitely walk out of the Imperial City!"

Xiao Long stared at Tang Ming cautiously as he whispered to several sect disciples.

"Oh, is that so?"

The disciple of the sect with the highest cultivation frowned slightly, and the fools could see that Xiao Long had a holiday with this guy, and they didn't want to be used as a gun by a waste prince.

"Really, they have a lot of relationship, and Han Xiaohuan can also testify to this!"

Xiao Long hurriedly nodded, as long as the sect immortal chief made a move, the humiliation he received in Dragon City could be recovered at one time.

"That being the case, a few junior disciples of Youlao captured this person and brought him back to Elder Situ for distribution!"

The leading sect disciple nodded, then turned to Xiao Long and said, "If what you said is true, my Purple Qi Sect will definitely be rewarded, if it is ......"

The leading Purple Qi Sect disciple didn't finish speaking, but Xiao Long understood what he meant, and hurriedly nodded yes.

Feng Haobei raised his head slightly, glanced at the disciples of the sect who were standing with swords, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Among you, are there any disciples of the Qi Sword Sect?"

When Feng Haobei's voice fell, a disciple of the sect who cultivated to the triple level of human Xuan frowned slightly.

"What is the relationship between you and my One Qi Sword Sect?"

The man with the sword was a disciple of the One Qi Sword Sect, and when he saw Feng Haobei asking like this, he thought that this guy had some relationship with the sect.

"There is no origin, but there is a blood debt!"

Feng Haobei dragged the knife with one hand, and his figure flickered violently, and an extremely fierce sword aura instantly attacked and killed the disciple.

Looking at the sudden sword light, the disciple of the One Qi Sword Sect drew his sword violently, and the snow bright sword qi shot out at the moment before the sword came to his body.

"You're so big......

”

The disciple of the One Qi Sword Sect was furious, but before he could finish speaking, the sword light exploded from his side again, and the diffused blood qi instantly invaded his eight veins of the Qi Sutra.

He only felt a breath that made his heart palpitate suddenly rushed into his body, and although the aura acupoint was unharmed, the vitality in his body was like the water that broke the embankment, and it was out of control.

Everyone, including the disciples of the sect, took a step back in unison, and after watching the handsome young man in front of him turn into an old man with white hair in the blink of an eye, they couldn't help but gasp.

Feng Haobei was still carrying a knife, and when everyone didn't react, he came to Xiao Hong's front with a knife in his hand.

When the blood spurting from Xiao Hong's neck splashed on the faces of the people around him, they reacted.

"Presumptuous! Dare to kill the disciples of the sect!"

The leading Purple Qi Sect disciple angrily sacrificed his spirit sword, and a fierce sword qi like autumn water instantly slashed towards Feng Haobei.

Feng Haobei held the knife in his backhand, and with a wrong step, the long knife in his hand stirred up a half-moon-shaped knife qi, turning the disciple's offensive into invisible in the blink of an eye.

"I'll wait for you outside, a quick fix!"

Tang Ming stepped forward, patted Feng Haobei's shoulder gently, and then walked out of Yixiang Garden in full view of everyone.

"Stop!!"

A sect disciple behind the disciple of the Purple Qi Sect, after receiving the hint from the senior brother, immediately blocked Tang Ming's way with his sword.

Xiao Long on the side didn't know what it was like at the moment, although he wanted revenge very much, and he also knew the strength of the sect's disciples, but there was a strange feeling that always surrounded his heart and lingered.

Tang Ming sneered, then stretched out one hand, and a faint flash of fire between his fingers flickered.

And the sect disciple who stood in front of him didn't even have a chance to react, and was turned into ashes by the flames of the Divine Phoenix.

"No wonder even Gongsun Zhi and Blood Killing Heaven were injured at the beginning, it seems that in the Dragon and Phoenix Cemetery, he has gained a lot!"

Standing by the window of the top pavilion of Yixiang Garden, looking at Su Ling, who was fighting downstairs, she said to herself.

If her words were heard by the sect disciples below, she would definitely be frightened.

After Tang Ming solved the small trouble in front of him, he walked out of Yixiang Garden without looking back.

In the Yixiang Garden, after Tang Ming left, the blood and qi contained in the entire hook fence were wrapped, and the terrible howl was endless.

Compared with Han Daxiong, who almost went mad after seeing the tragic situation of Qingxia Academy, Tang Ming was more worried about the wooden man who usually didn't say a word in the hook bar behind him.

A person like Feng Haobei likes to hide everything in his heart, but this time the blow to him is not so easy to dissipate.

This kind of thing accumulates in the state of mind, and it will definitely become a fatal hidden danger in the end, and we still have to find a way to remove this heart disease.

A moment later, a pale yellow energy rushed out of the Yixiang Garden, and then Xiao Longlian

He ran out and disappeared into the night street.

Although he is an unsuccessful straw bag, after all, he is a prince appointed by the human emperor, and the dragon qi on his body is naturally not something that can be broken by Feng Haobei.

Sure enough, after Xiao Long, Feng Haobei dragged the long knife step by step out of the Yixiang Garden and came to Tang Ming.

"Childe ......"

After shouting a son, Feng Haobei fell straight down.

A few disciples of the sect in the Xuan Realm are not enough to make Feng Haobei so exhausted, in the Yellow Sand World, he can block countless Tianjiao when he is just entering the world, let alone him now?

The reason why Feng Haobei fainted was because of the backlash of blood and qi, and his cultivation was no longer enough to suppress the tyrannical qi in his heart.

Tang Ming helped Feng Haobei up, planning to return to the place agreed upon by him and Lu Junfeng first, and settle down.

"He's dangerous right now, if you can trust me, you can ......"

Su Ling didn't know when she appeared in front of Tang Ming, and looked at Feng Xiaobei, who was already unconscious, with a somewhat indifferent expression.

"I can't believe it!"

Although he knew, before she could finish speaking, Tang Ming turned around directly, carried Feng Haobei on his shoulders, and then left in a flash.

"You ......"

Looking at the figure that disappeared into the night, Su Ling stomped her feet angrily.

......

In Sima Qingyun's annex, the leaders of several major sects gathered here to discuss matters related to Han Xiaoyu.

"Just one step away, we can get out of this hellish place, it's a pity!"

"Who said it wasn't, if it weren't for some carelessness, maybe we would be in the sect now, and we just need to wait for Xiao Bieli to come to the door and beg us!"

Ren Wuyang listened to the sarcastic words of these old guys, his brows jumped fiercely twice, but he didn't say anything.

"Okay, it's not Elder Wuyang's fault, no one would have thought that Xiao Bieli's disciple would kill himself. ”

Sima Qingyun pressed his hand and said lightly.

"Then what should we do now? Forcing a break is definitely not possible!"

Ren Wuyang stood up and said to Sima Qingyun, after seeing the power of luck in the world, he completely dispelled the years of forcibly breaking into the imperial city.

Just when everyone was at a loss, a disciple of the Purple Qi Sect walked into the main hall and knelt on one knee.

"Elder Qiyu, there is a one-armed man outside who claims to be the king of the Liyue Domain, asking to see you!"

If this had been placed in the past, they who were the elders of the sect would definitely not have put the vassal king of a dynasty in their eyes, but now it is different.

The appearance of every inconsequential person can be a turning point or a hope.

"Let him in!"

Sima Qingyun frowned, then waved his hand and said.

The disciples of the Purple Qi Sect retreated, and after a while, they walked into the main hall with a man with a lofty instrument.

Although the man was missing an arm, he still had it between his eyebrows

A majestic breath.

"Who are you and why are you here to see us?"

Ren Wuyang took a step forward, looked at this obviously extraordinary man and asked lightly.

A person with this status must not be Sima Qingyun personally asked.

"Returning to all the immortal elders, I was once one of the four great male cities of the Liyue Dynasty, the city lord of Dragon City, my name is Xiao Zhantian. ”

Xiao Zhantian, who has already consolidated his injuries and even consolidated his cultivation, is still undiminished even when he stands in front of a group of bigwigs.

"I think your cultivation has already entered the Dao Xuan, how can there be a person with such a talent as you?"

Ren Wuyang looked at Xiao Zhantian with a sneer, although this sound like a compliment, it was full of sarcasm.

"Xiao Bieli can enter the Dao Xuan, why can't I?"

Xiao Zhantian smiled lightly and said unappetizingly.

Sima Qinyun, who had originally closed his eyes to recuperate, didn't open his eyes after hearing Xiao Zhantian's words.

"Why are you here?"

Sima Qingyun finally looked at the man in front of him who was born in a secular royal family, this person's bearing was definitely no less than the Tianjiao of those sects, and this calmness alone was enough to impress Sima Qingyun.

"Come for Han Xiaoyu, a disciple of the King of the Shoulders of One Word!"

Xiao Zhantian looked at the disdainful eyes around him, and said with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Oh, you mean, you can take Han Xiaoyu out of the Imperial City?"

Ren Wuyang was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, according to the identity of the man in front of him, coupled with the cultivation of this Dao Xuan, it is obviously not difficult to bring someone out of the palace.

"No, no, no, the moment I escaped from Dragon City, all the royal luck on my body had been withdrawn, so now I am no longer a member of the royal family, and I can't come and go freely!"

Xiao Zhantian shook his head, but a young man appeared in his mind.

(End of chapter)