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Suddenly, he walked forward, ignoring the other warriors, and approached the two of them step by step. Cheng Xuan didn't ask again, he could see at this moment that what Xia Xin really cared about was that weird magic weapon.

The group of martial artists watched Xia Xin coming, and they didn't dare to block the way, because they felt that this young man was very likely to be the Yang they were talking about!

Eagle hair fighting, he felt that something was wrong, it was not the opponent's strong magic weapon, he already knew about this thing, and even if it wasn't for this thing, he wouldn't have made a feud with Liu'er.

Shaking Liu'er's palm, he used his strength to retreat a hundred meters, Yingfa didn't care about the qi and blood tumbling in his body, turned his head to look at the road where the crowd was separated, and saw Xia Xin walking at a glance.

Eagle Hair's face was cloudy, he was a little unsure what this person wanted, although it seemed that this was a teenager, but it was not unusual for a group of martial artists, including the Seventh Order, to automatically separate their paths.

Because of Liu'er's hateful attack, coupled with the strength of that magic weapon, Yingfa had no time to be distracted, so he didn't see the conversation between Cheng Xuan and Xia Xin. Liu'er's anger gradually subsided, and he looked at Xia Xin with the same eyes, he didn't know this person, but suddenly his heart moved, and his face changed suddenly, because he found that the magic weapon in his hand actually showed signs of self-vibrating, although it was very slight, but this situation happened for the first time since he got this thing a few years ago.

Da.da.da.da..

The sound of stepping on the ground step by step made everyone here silent, and they didn't even dare to come out of the atmosphere, as if the footsteps were stepping on their hearts.

When he came closer, Xia Xin didn't even look at the eagle hair, his eyes were always fixed on the magic weapon, and then he raised his head slightly, with a different emotion, and said softly: "This thing, where did you come from?"

Uneasy, there is a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart, Xia Xin never thought that this thing would actually appear here, Xia Mad's magic weapon, when he left the clan when he was a child, before he went to the tribulation land, Xia Mad flew with him with this thing.

Ten years have passed, and the memory at that time has been a little blurred, but Xia Xin still recognizes it at a glance, because there is a bloodline aura that is the same as him.

Liu'er was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "You are also his person?"

Eagle hair, a hundred meters away, heard that his face changed, he was sure that before today, he had never seen this young man, and judging from the expressions on the faces of the warriors on both sides, this person was not as simple as it seemed.

"Friend, don't listen to his nonsense, Ying has an enmity with him, and that despicable person is trying his best to pull hatred for me!" Eagle clenched his fists and said loudly to Xia Xin, and then he glanced at Liu'er coldly and said, "Give this friend face today and let you go." When the words fell, his steps flashed, and he was about to leave.

"I'll let you go?" But a voice made Yingfa pause, but what really stopped him was because in front of him, at some point, a person appeared, with his hands behind his back, just exuding a little coercion, which almost made him stand unsteadily, and his pale face turned around with difficulty, looking at the young man who spoke.

Everyone was silent for a while, and at the same time, they all shouted in their hearts: "This person is indeed the legendary Yang!, otherwise how could the temple elder make such a disregard for his identity?"

"This friend... Childe, Eagle thinks that he has never provoked Childe, but why is this?" Eagle Hair's face was ugly, and he felt desperate in his heart, he thought that this person was coming out for those six children.

Xia Xin ignored him, and didn't even move his gaze at the slightest, staring at the six children. The latter's scalp felt numb, and this young man looked directly into his heart as if he could see everything through him.

After hesitating for a moment, Liu'er hugged his fists and said, "This thing is my family heirloom." ”

The word family heirloom came into his ears, Xia Xin closed his eyes, no one dared to disturb, the coercion that had always existed, even the seventh order was also colored, and he was extremely afraid.

However, there was one person, as if he had been stepped on by his tail, and his voice sounded with an angry laugh: "Wang Liu, your Wang family is really shameless, and your clan also deserves to have this thing?

The person who spoke was Yingfa, he heard Liu'er's words, his heart was extremely angry, the sage coercion, even a trace, not a martial artist who had not reached the sixth order could resist, but Yingfa said it so hard, the words fell, he was like being hit in the chest three times by a sledgehammer, vomiting blood, unable to stand anymore, and half-knelt down.

"Grow old .." Xia Xin didn't open his eyes, he just shouted, and suddenly everyone only felt light, and the pressure like a towering mountain disappeared, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Liu's face was quite panicked, and his heart was even more intensely uneasy, because the magic weapon in his hand shook more and more, as if he was about to get out of his hand, which was unprecedented since he got the magic weapon.

"Is it him?" Looking at Xia Xin, Wang Liu found that it was precisely because of this young man that the magic weapon in his hand would be like this, who was he? Yang? What is the relationship with this magic weapon? These questions turned into panic, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, Wang Liu hugged his hands and stepped back, intending to escape from here at the time when Shengwei disappeared.

But at the moment when he just moved, Xia Xin's eyes opened and closed instantly, and a sharp gaze shot out, but he didn't have the slightest intention of hindering, he just stretched out his hand and said softly: "Come!"

As soon as this word was spit out, the magic weapon in Wang Liu's hand directly shook it open, and then fell into Xia Xin's hand.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and then a thick shock appeared on their faces, what kind of magic is this? A magic weapon that takes away people in one word? Even Cheng Xuan is unbelievable, secretly compared, if it is replaced by himself, unless he uses the power of the law, he can take it, and it is impossible to be so easy.

"You.." Compared with others, Wang Liu was the most frightened, his face was full of disbelief, looking at Xia Xin and getting along with him, sacrificing for several years but only mastering the magic weapon of a little power on the surface, his face turned into bitterness, and then like a chameleon, thick anger overflowed on the surface, one jumped forward, rushed to Xia Xin, and roared in his mouth: "Give me back the family heirloom!"

When the words fell, the person rushed closer, and a palm was punched, but it had not yet been touched, and the palm wind came first, and a rare wind of yellow sand appeared in the Beichuan environment.

Xia Xin has been looking at the magic weapon in his hand, it feels quite cool to the touch, and there are some protruding things at the bottom of the magic weapon, but this moment is obviously not the time for Shen Yan, he looked at the wind of yellow sand whistling in, and a shadow faintly appeared, and even a vague outline of a humanoid palm strike could be seen.

It just so happens that this person will experiment with what level of my current polar ice spiritual power has reached. Xia Xin said secretly, and then snorted coldly, an indescribable cold air rolled in, and everyone present felt that the temperature between heaven and earth seemed to have reached the lowest, like falling into an ice cave, even if those seventh-order people all held up the spirit cover, not to mention other martial artists, they quickly retreated a thousand meters, but it was still a biting cold, and they could only keep retreating again.

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