Saying that, the night without a trace is about to end the dispute.

"Little brother, slow down!"

A loud shout came from the sky.

An old man slowly landed on the ground, and the wings behind him gradually faded, finally dissipating into the air.

"Oh my God, what did I see, a martial king!"

"It doesn't look like it's a person from our Shangxuan Kingdom, it's a person from the Cangyun Empire, right?"

"It's over, it's over, it's over, it's small, and the old one is out!"

......

The crowd was shocked and shocked.

It is not common for a martial king to be a person of high status no matter where he is.

It seemed that this person was obviously the elder of the Zixiao Sect.

The old man glanced at the crowd on the deck lightly: "Everyone, sell the old man a face, it's not too late, let's go back and rest." ”

Someone in the crowd looked up at the big sun in the sky, and his face twitched......

But even if the old man opened his eyes and said nonsense, no one dared to debunk it.

King Wu, a slap is slapped, and no one on the entire Wind Bird wants to live.

After all, they can't fly, and if they fall at a height of thousands of meters, ten lives are really not enough.

Therefore, the deck was quickly cleared, and only the old man, Ye Wuxi, Qianxun, Jiang Li, Qingluan, and Mo Zhengshao Sect Master who did not dare to move on the ground.

"Elder Deadwood, save me, save me, save me!"

Seeing the arrival of the old man was like grasping the last straw.

The old man sighed: "The sect master asked you to come to the Xuanguo to experience it, so that you know that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, and you must not be too arrogant in life." Even if you are talented, you can't go far if you are arrogant and arrogant. You have to know how to understand your own shortcomings, make up for your shortcomings, understand?"

"Yes, yes, Elder Deadwood, I know it's wrong. This brother, I was wrong, I'm sorry, I must change my life and be a good man. ”

Mo Zheng nodded hurriedly, looking at that, he really knew that what he did was wrong, and he was sincerely admitting his mistakes.

Elder Deadwood nodded with satisfaction, and then moved his gaze to Ye Wuxian, revealing an inquiring look: "This little friend, since Mo Zheng knows his mistake. Why don't you give him a chance to mend his ways?

Hearing this, Ye Wuxian thought for a moment, and said with a light smile: "The senior is polite, the senior asked, it was to give me the face of the night mark." The seniors don't ask, and they can save Mo Zheng. If I don't let them go, it will be too boring. ”

As he spoke, Night Without a Trace slowly put away the blood shadow and walked towards Chihiro.

If Mo Zheng is killed, if this martial king is angry, all of them here will die without a place to be buried.

In that case, why not sell face?

Seeing that Ye Wuxian let go of Mo Zheng neatly and generously, Deadwood looked at Ye Wuxian a little bit higher in his heart, not only was his strength strong at a young age, but he beat Mo Zheng of the Wupin Martial Arts like this.

In case of trouble, it is even heavier and calmer, neither humble nor arrogant, not dragging mud and water, if it grows up, this son will become a great tool!

But at this moment, Mo Zheng, who stood up from the ground, looked at the back of Ye Wuxian without a trace, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, ruthless!

A dark red three-foot long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and with all his strength, it slammed out towards the back of the night without a trace.

Night Without a Trace smiled and walked towards Chihiro, not noticing the danger behind it.

Elder Deadwood shouted, "Don't fight!"

Jiang Li and Qingluan's voices rang out at the same time: "Night Without a Trace (Young Master), be careful!"

"No---" Chihiro saw the dark red three-foot long sword flying towards the back of the night without a trace, let out a scream, and grabbed the arm of the night without a trace, and the weak delicate body with the night without a trace of a spin, and the two of them changed positions.

Night froze, his brain blank! He clearly saw a dark red sword tip stabbing out of Chihiro's left chest, dripping to the ground with bright red blood.

"No...... Don't, don't ......" Ye Wuxi's pupils contracted, and a trembling sound of panic came out of his mouth.

Chihiro's face was calm, and she reached out and gently stroked the man's face, with a satisfied smile on the corner of her mouth.

Fear! Intense fear surged over Night's heart. The man cried! Tears kept running down his cheeks, crying like a child who had lost everything.

My heart hurts!

Piercing!

"Husband, husband...... You're crying...... Slave ...... For the first time... Seeing my husband crying... Don't cry... Okay......." Chihiro slowly closed her eyes, and her arm slipped limply from Yasaki's face.

Night Without a Trace grabbed Chihiro's slippery little hand, put it on his face, kept shaking his head, and his voice was hoarse: "I don't cry, I don't cry." Don't go, don't leave me, okay......"

However, Chihiro's eyes were closed, and Night Without a Trace did not receive a response.

"Young Lady !!"

"Sister!!

An incomparably angry roar came out of Jiang Li's mouth, and a pale cyan spirit sword appeared in Jiang Li's hand, rushing towards Mo Zheng angrily.

But!

A big hand with a flashing light red and light green light spiritual power grabbed Jiang Li's arm and forcibly pulled the angry Jiang Li back.

Night Without a Trace changed, his eyes changed from black to black and white, and his long hair was scattered to cover his face. A cold voice came out as if it came from the depths of the Nine Shadows: "He is mine." ”

The blood shadow suddenly appeared in Ye Wuxi's hand, as if he felt the master's incomparably violent killing intent, and the blood shadow continued to let out a strong knife sound.

Two powerful energies poured into the shadow of blood like a flood that burst its banks.

The blood shadow is shining red, and it is extremely enchanting!

Seven Knife Thoughts!

First thoughts!

Life and death!

A sharp sword burst out from the shadow of blood.

Elder Deadwood was startled and hurriedly made a move!

A three-zhang large cyan hand appeared in the air, and slapped it towards the sword with one palm.

However, when it touched the sword, the energy giant hand was torn apart almost instantly, and the sword was drowned out by Mo Zheng, who had lost his mind. Twisted into a mist of blood.

Don't fight, die!

Elder Deadwood was stunned, although he made a hasty move, he would not be destroyed by a seventh-rank martial artist with a single sword.

Seven-Rank Warrior !!

The dead wood elder's pupils contracted violently, and the beam had already been formed, this son, not to stay!

"Boy, if you kill my young sect master of the Zixiao Sect, leave your life behind!"

Seeing that Elder Deadwood was about to kill Ye Wuxi, Jiang Li suddenly turned sideways in front of Ye Wuji: "Senior Deadwood, junior matter, one of your seniors has repeatedly interfered, this is a bit unreasonable!"

"My grandfather is Jiang Xingtian, if you dare to kill us. Your Zixiao Sect will not be at peace!" Jiang Li looked coldly at the dead wood elder over there.

"Martial Emperor Jiang Xingtian, are you his granddaughter!?"

Deadwood hesitated.

"Yes, I'm Jiang ......"

Before Jiang Li's words were finished, he was pulled behind by the pale Night Trace: "I don't need a woman to protect me at Night!"

Then, Ye Wuxi's black and white eyes looked at the dead wood, his face was distorted, and he said fiercely: "Today, you have to die too!"

The words fell, three Demon Transformation Qi Gathering Pills and a product of metallic, water attribute, earth attribute, and three beast cores appeared in Ye Wuji's hand and threw them into his mouth suddenly.

Immediately after, a large black iron sword with a height of one person appeared, and the black hole in the dantian without a trace at night suddenly operated, and a black mist instantly enveloped the big black iron sword.

"Boy, do you know the consequences of your actions!" the voice of disbelief sounded in Ye Wuji's mind.

"Hahaha...... The consequences?"

Ye Wuxian laughed so crazy, laughed so desolate, and laughed so distressingly.

The furious energy of the three Demon Transformation Qi Gathering Pills raged in his body, and the big black iron sword floated into the air, and the semicircular tip of the sword began to enter his body.

The skin began to tear and blood flowed slowly.

"Dao Master, I regret it, if I don't let go of Mo Zheng, if I don't fear this martial king, if I'm strong enough, Xun'er won't die!"

"Seniors, I'm sorry I let you down. ”

Four sighs rang out in his head, but no one spoke.

In the eyes of several people!

The breath of the night without a trace grows rapidly and exponentially.

Eight-rank martial artist, nine-rank martial artist, martial artist, martial spirit......

And there are more and more cracks on Ye Wuxi's body, and the whole person is dyed red with blood in an instant, and the breath is becoming more and more terrifying!

Elder Deadwood saw that the breath of the night without a trace soared to the martial spirit realm in the blink of an eye, and it was still soaring.

Knowing that he couldn't continue to drag it on, Deadwood snorted coldly: "If Jiang Xingtian is here, the old man will turn around and leave! But what if you are his granddaughter! I killed all the people on this wind bird, who knows that I killed you." ”

"In this world, the strong are respected, and the weak can only be judged!"

"You guys, all die!"

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