"I said Lord Bai Nanling," Hei Jiuyuan didn't pay attention to the sneer, glanced at Bai Luyuan and Yun Caixin behind the futon, and looked at Bai Nandao, "Your in-law is married, will you be too wronged by your family's waste son?" If it is not for Yun Shuimen, but for my Heishui Hall, I promise, if you can reward a maid to marry your son, it will definitely be a hundred times more beautiful than this Yun family's daughter!"

After speaking, Hei Jiuyuan laughed arrogantly, and let Bai Nan and Bai Luyuan's father and son look angry, they didn't pay attention to it at all. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The ugly girl on the side was Yun Caixin, and Bai Luyuan heard the sound of her grinding her teeth.

"The Black Hall Master's mouth work is not bad. It's just that the real ability can't be seen. Have you just entered the Fengyun Cultivation Realm? It seems that the Kuling Realm has not yet been able to take the turn of a primary Fengyun Cultivator to be arrogant!" Yun Xiaojiang had already stood up from the futon, "Look at this Wujin oar, you can't make a good weapon. Why don't I teach you the correct way to use it? ”

After finishing speaking, the wooden paddle instantly became longer, and it slapped Hei Jiuyuan directly on the cheek!

The speed was too fast, and this Black Water Hall's bright weapon seemed to be even more handy in his Yun Xiaojiang's hands.

It seemed to be a casual slap in the face, however, the martial cultivators present all felt the destructive power brought by the wooden oars like a mighty wind, and a large area of mulberry forest in the distance was blown by the invisible wind.

This power, if you change it to a Hong Huang cultivator, I am afraid that it will be shot away.

But Hei Jiuyuan is not a flood wilderness cultivation after all. He was not in a hurry to dodge, and when the wooden paddle was about to slap his face, a faint layer of black air suddenly rippled on his face.

In the face of the giant oar, the black qi seemed to be thin, but it successfully caused the momentum of the giant oar to stagnate, and gradually stopped.

Even so, Hei Jiuyuan still retreated and regained his footing. And the black gas between the wooden paddle and the face was all shattered, splashing, and it was actually a drop of black water like ink!

As soon as the figure moved, Yun Xiaojiang flew over, and the two of them fought together again.

There are only two Fengyun cultivation methods in the Kuling Realm, and others only have the share to watch.

Bai Nan was holding a Xuan Sword, Jin Xuan was holding more than a dozen flying needles, and several Bai Clan elders who were not seriously injured also showed their weapons and looked at the crowd.

To say that among the other six major clan elders who came to visit, there were no accomplices from the Black Water Hall, no one would believe it.

It's just that all the tribes have chosen to wait and see for the time being. If Hei Jiuyuan can truly compete with Yun Xiaojiang, other tribes will immediately flock to besiege the Bai family in order to get a piece of the pie.

"Your father pretended to be forging clothes, lured Hei Jiuyuan to appear, and informed you in advance?" Bai Luyuan was grateful for Yun Caixin's secret prompt, and couldn't help but have a little affection for this ugly girl.

Yun Caixin nodded and gave him a smile that was more ugly than crying.

High in the air, the two Fengyun cultivators had been fighting for half an hour, and still neither could defeat the other. It seems that the strength of this Black Nine Yuan has grown a lot recently.

However, it can also be seen that Hei Jiuyuan has gone all out, and even the killer weapon that he rarely comes up with, the "Black Bone Spirit Net", has been used.

Relatively speaking, the Yunxiao River still seems to have reservations.

"Is it the last move?" Hei Jiuyuan narrowly broke free from the shackles of the black net, and said slowly, "Then I'm afraid you Heishui Tang won't have a chance to get involved in the Red Dragon Mulberry Field." ”

After finishing speaking, the complete black bone spirit net suddenly began to break inch by inch, making a cracking sound.

The sound of this cracked silk not only happened in the "Black Bone Spirit Net", but also happened in the body of Black Jiuyuan.

It's as if his skin is cracking inch by inch at the same time!

Hei Jiuyuan desperately condensed the clear qi, repaired himself, and made the cracked place quickly recover.

However, Yun Xiaojiang ignored it, and just continued to exert his strength on the "Black Bone Spirit Net", as if that net was his mortal enemy, and he would not tear it apart or give up.

"I understand, that black bone spirit net is actually Hei Jiuyuan's battle suit, and it has long been fused with Hei Jiuyuan's body! Destroying the black bone spirit net is even more powerful than directly hitting his body!" Bai Lu looked at the scene in front of him from afar, and understood in his heart.

"You are all ...... "There is still a gap between the newly entered Fengyun Cultivation and the Fengyun realm of Yunxiaojiang for many years. Hei Jiuyuan saw that he couldn't support it anymore, and yelled at the other clan elders in the crowd hatefully, "Take advantage of the moment, let's kill Yun Xiaojiang together, and everyone in the Red Dragon Mulberry Field will share it equally!"

"Who dare!" Bai Nan slashed his sword.

None of the tribal elders acted in vain. Yun Xiaojiang and Hei Jiuyuan have already seen each other, if they can take advantage of the fire to rob, they are willing to do it, but at the moment, they are obviously not willing to make do with this kind of thing of risking their lives.

A mouthful of black blood spurted out of Hei Jiuyuan's mouth, and it seemed that he was about to be shattered with the "Black Bone Spirit Net" in the battle suit.

Yun Xiaojiang's palm, which was attacking repeatedly, stopped.

It's not that he wants to stop, but he raises his palm and pushes halfway, as if his hands are stuck by a weight of 10,000 catties, and he can't push it out anymore.

"What kind of person, why don't you show up!" Yun Xiaojiang was shocked. At the same time, he quickly searched in his mind, and he really couldn't think of any tribe in the Kuling Realm that produced such a powerful martial cultivator, making it difficult for him to move.

Bai Luyuan and the other onlookers also found something wrong, the black nine yuan disappeared in an instant, obviously being rescued by someone, and at the same time, a bamboo pole leaned over very casually in mid-air.

The bamboo pole is not thick, and there is a feeling of breaking when it is broken. However, such a thin bamboo spans several snowy peaks, like a pillar of a flying frame!

Under the bamboo pole, a very thin black line hangs down, so thin that it seems to be a trace of illusion born from gazing at the air.

At the end of the black line, there was a faint black light, like a metal hook.

"Snatching the marrow fishing?!" an elder below exclaimed, "It's actually a marrow snatching hook, the old man in the Black Water Hall...... Didn't Hei Yu pass away hundreds of years ago?!"

As the names of the marrow snatching fish and the black squid were called, more people exclaimed in surprise and did not dare to move.

Bai Mengling Yin Lao Bai Xian, Heishui Tang Yin Lao Hei Zong, these are all characters who entered Fengyun Cultivation hundreds of years ago, and later both died of old age.

However, there are indeed rumors that Hei Yu is just old and declining, and his strength has been greatly reduced, but he has not died. It's just that the rumor, and few people take it seriously.

If today's people are really black, they must have survived the catastrophe. How terrifying is the strength of a person who has been cultivated hundreds of years ago?

Underneath the hook, the air fluctuates for no reason, creating a circle of ripples.

A foot on the ripples of the air appeared and stepped out.

It was an old man dressed in a jet-black robe, not fat or thin, but exuding the smell of stagnant water and rotten wood, and even his long eyebrows were like soaking in the blackened reed roots in a deep dead pool.