Please use this site. The corners of the young man in brocade had a wicked smile on his lips. Reaching out to Xiang Yan's leaning chin. It's not just him. Even the group of black-clad henchmen behind him had a playful smile on their faces.

At this time, the customers who ran out of the small shop in fright did not leave. They all surround this little shop. Look at the situation in the small shop as if it were lively.

"Tsk. Such a girl with such a spirit will be ruined by the young master of this witch gang again."

"Not necessarily. Don't you see how powerful that girl's partner is?"

……

Outside. The onlookers have already started to talk.

Although the sight is not very good. It's just a blur in front of you. But Xiang Yantian could still see the frivolous actions that the man in front of him was doing. Tighten your grip on the sword. Her willow eyebrows frowned slightly. A little angry, he said, "Get out of here."

The man in brocade didn't care about her anger at all. The smile on his face was even bigger: "Yo. Quite a temper. But young master, I just like to have a temper." Talking. His hand touched Xiang Yan's snow-white chin.

"Wow"

A flash of cold light. The brocade-clothed young man raised his eyebrows. Trembling all over. Frightened, he immediately withdrew his hand.

There was nothing but coldness in his eyes. As if there was not the slightest emotion. A section of the "Feiyan" in Xiang Yantian's hand has been exposed to the air. Although now she is almost completely lost in internal strength. Even the body is extremely weak. But just by drawing the sword in his hand. She was still able to do it.

Trembling. The young man in brocade couldn't help but take a few steps back. His eyes were full of fear. Just that moment. He felt the cold and piercing murderous aura that came from Xiang Yantian's eyes.

"Ahh Yes. You ......"

"Young Master." The group of black-clothed followers behind the brocade-clothed young man immediately rushed to his side. He staggered backwards.

Stabilized by subordinates. The young man in brocade also came to his senses. He couldn't have imagined it. A stunningly delicate woman who looked extremely delicate could burst out with such a terrifying murderous aura. But at the moment. He also understands. The other side is just bluffing. If you can make a move. I'm afraid it's been done a long time ago.

Time. The young man in brocade was annoyed and angry: "Up. Above. Grab it for me. Take it back. Master Ben should be good**."

"Yes." None of the black-clad henchmen hesitated. All shots. Caught Xiang Yantian.

"Alas. The son of this witch gang does all kinds of evil. I'm afraid this girl will be doomed today." Crowds of onlookers. I don't know who made this sigh.

"Ahh The black-clothed followers who were leaning towards Xiang Yan suddenly let out a miserable scream at the same time. on the right hand of each of them. They all have a wound. The blood flowed uncontrollably.

Xiang Yantian only felt a vague green shadow flash in front of him. A pair of constricted brows suddenly stretched. The coldness in his eyes disappeared. A smile bloomed on Jiao Yan: "Brother Yan."

A smile fell into the city. Xiang Yantian's sudden smile was like a lily quietly blooming. Beautiful and elegant. The brocade-clothed man who looked at the other side was completely in a state of dementia. Although she is cold, she is still stunning. But with a smile on her face, she is even more captivating.

"Yan'er." A wisp of green silk falls. The white figure passed through the group of men in black at a great speed. came to Xiang Yantian's side. I hugged her.

"Wow"

The "Feiyan" in Xiang Yan's hand has arrived in his hands for some time. All she had in her arms was the black scabbard.

The sword-shaped blade shimmered in the sunlight that occasionally pierced through the thatched roof. Although it reflects the sunlight. But then one felt a chill to the bone. The cold seemed to have penetrated the hearts of the enemy

The man who suddenly appeared pointed his sword at his neck. The eyes of the young man in brocade were full of fear. The body has frozen. He couldn't move at all. His black-clad henchmen had just reacted. Hurriedly wanted to save his master: "Young master."

The tip of the sword, which looked like a knife and was not a knife, pointed directly at the throat of the young man in brocade. Yan Qing's eyes also flashed with a light as cold as the sword's body. Eyes squinted slightly. His feet moved slightly forward. The tip of the sword directly touched the neck of the young man in brocade. Just for a moment. Traces of crimson blood seeped out.

"Ahh Scream. The young man in brocade was so frightened that he took a few steps back. Waving his arms indiscriminately. He's looking a little crazy.

"You. . . You can't kill me. My father is Xu Ziyang, one of the four elders of the Witch Gu Gang."

The Witch Gang. Recently, many people in the rivers and lakes have talked about a noun. The mastermind of this turmoil. XU Ziyang. As one of the four elders of the Witch Gu Gang. Martial arts are strong. Ruthless. It's a nightmare in the hearts of many people.

"Yes. Young Master Xu Dong's father is one of the four elders of our Witch Gu Gang. If you dare to touch him, he'll die." Someone from the group of black-clothed followers behind the brocade-clothed young man shouted. When he said so. They still have a smug look on their faces. It seems that Yan Qing will stop.

Indifferently swept over the brocade-clothed young man and the group of black-clothed followers behind him. The corners of Yan Qing's mouth showed a hint of sarcasm: "Xu Ziyang. What is that?"

"Yan'er. You know what."

"I don't know."

The name Xu Ziyang may indeed be thunderous to people on the mainland. But for Xiang Yantian, who has just entered the rivers and lakes, and Yan Qing, who has spent most of his time on an overseas island, he has never heard of it.

"You ......" the eyes of the young man in brocade clothes were completely incredulous. The thin lips were trembling slightly.

"Don't roll with you as a lackey," Yan Qing shouted angrily. Holding the hand of "Feiyan", he unconsciously moved forward slowly.

As the first sharp weapon today, the "Feiyan", which is called the magic sword by the world, is so sharp. Although Yan Qing only moved forward a little. The sharp tip of its sword easily pierced the flesh of the brocade-clothed youth.

"Ahh Screaming. The young man in brocade hurriedly retreated. Then he fled out of the shop in a panic. He stumbled as he ran. He fled without even caring for his own group of followers.

"Don't get out of here yet."

As Yan Qing's voice fell. The black-clad henchmen who had fallen into a stupor immediately woke up. They fled the shop in a hurry.

"Young Master. Wait for us."

The group of followers completely disappeared from view. Yan Qing's gaze slowly swept around. Those onlookers. Whoever is swept by his gaze. They all shrank their heads. dodged.

As a disciple of "over there" who is admired by the world. He wasn't afraid of the witch gang's revenge. But now they have come to this continent. It's to find the evil doctor Xu Wei. Treating Xiang Yantian's injuries. That's the most important thing. In order not to delay the trip. He still took Xiang Yantian and left quickly.