Just under the stunned and cold faces of everyone, Yulong Huajia made a move, he really couldn't stand such a monkey-like teasing, and was locked in a light curtain like a cage, even if he was used as a whetstone, even if his own cultivation was completely suppressed, but Yulong Huajia's pride still made him shoot. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"I'd rather die today than let you humiliate me like this!"

Yulong Huajia looked at Wang Xiaomo with his nostrils facing the sky opposite, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, raised his right hand and gently pointed at Wang Xiaomo, and his figure appeared directly in front of Wang Xiaomo like a ghost.

With this point, Wang Xiaomo immediately felt that the spiritual power in his body was stunned, a strong sense of crisis suddenly erupted, his body retreated sharply, and the iron sword in his hand swept forward fiercely, and a fierce sword qi gushed out, directly cutting the forward figure of Yulong Huajia in front of him in half, but before Wang Xiaomo could react, a cold palm had already grabbed his neck, and Yulong Huajia's handsome face was close to his face, It turned out that the one who had just been cut in half by his sword was the afterimage of Yulong Huajia.

"Don't move, I'll crush your neck again."

Yulong Huajia's eyes were cold, his right hand pinched Wang Xiaomo's neck, and the corners of his mouth flashed with a touch of mockery, he didn't want to strangle the guy in front of him on the spot, he just wanted to capture Wang Xiaomo, and exchange Wang Xiaomo's life for Manzhen's Yuanying and the freedom of him and Manshanon, because this was the only opportunity they could negotiate with the demon beast outside the light curtain who didn't know the depth, and it was also the only bargaining chip that could be seized.

However, when he saw the calm eyes in Wang Xiaomo's eyes that were close at hand, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of crisis suddenly approaching, and the alertness in his heart immediately rose, and he immediately pinched it in his hand, and he didn't know why the sense of crisis suddenly came, and the pinch in his hand was also out of an instinctive reaction, but under this pinch, Yulong Huajia couldn't help but be surprised, where he started, Wang Xiaomo's neck was like an iron stone, and he couldn't pinch it in the slightest.

"You're a physique!?"

Yulong Huajia couldn't help but exclaim, but saw a trace of mockery on the corner of Wang Xiaomo's mouth, and after the iron sword in his hand was gently picked up, he left his hand and shot a sharp flash in mid-air, drawing a strange sword light, and in an instant, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal in the entire thousand-zhang space.

Yulong Huajia only felt that the arm that grabbed Wang Xiaomo's neck suddenly cooled, countless sword lights appeared in his eyes, his heart sank, he stepped on the ground with one foot, his heart moved slightly, and three blood-colored scimitars suddenly flew out of the storage bag, instantly weaving a knife net in front of him, and after a clank in his ears, Yulong Huajia's nearly three-zhang tall body was already hundreds of zhang away.

When the sword qi disappeared in the light curtain, the sword light dispersed, but he saw that Yulong Huajia's arm had been cut off by Wang Xiaomo's sword, and the remaining arms were already white bones, and the three blood-colored scimitars surrounding Yulong Huajia were also full of gaps, densely covered with knife blades.

Wang Xiaomo's entire body was glowing with a faint golden light at this time, and the iron sword was floating in front of him, standing calmly in place, as if a god had come to the world.

Yulong Huajia's face was gloomy, he took a long breath, and tried hard to suppress more than ten sharp sword qi that had just entered his body without exhausting his crotch, although his realm was suppressed in the Great Perfection of Zhuji, but his vision was still there, and this short battle just now made his heart full of horror.

"Although my realm is suppressed, although you are a body sword cultivator, but if you want to kill me, it is not so easy, I know that the demon beast senior outside the light curtain wants me to be your whetstone, but you have to be clear, after all, I am the realm of the Heavenly Master, there is a primordial infant in the body, you can't kill me, since you can't kill me, then what's the point of us doing it, I know that I and the Great Heavenly Master and Mo Ya, the four of them are not the opponent of the senior, even if our Tulan tribe is completely planted today, We will agree to any conditions you offer now as long as we can meet them, and we only have one condition, and that is to return Manzhen's Yuan Infant to us, what do you think? ”

As Yulong Huajia's voice sounded, Manchanon and the other three people in the light curtain next to him also stopped attacking the light curtain, and they all looked at Wang Xiaomo and the big cat with gloomy faces, they knew that if a few people wanted to leave from here intact this time, what Yulong Huajia said was the only way, and they now understood very well that the strength of the four people on their side was too different from the big cat, it can be said that the big cat wanted the lives of the four people, so it was called a thought.

"Won't fight?"

Wang Xiaomo was a little surprised, but even though he understood Yulong Huajia's thoughts, he grabbed the iron sword in his hand and glanced at the listless big cat on the wall.

"What conditions do you say we offer?"

Wang Xiaomo was a little unsure of how valuable Manzhen's Yuanying was, in fact, with his idea, it was better to slaughter all four of them and take away all the things on his body, which was the most refreshing, so that even Manzhen's Yuanying would be saved, but he couldn't do this, only a big cat could do it, so Wang Xiaomo had to ask the big cat's opinion.

"What conditions do you need to say? You can get whatever you want! ”

Wang Xiaomo's soul sounded the lazy voice of a big cat.

"Why don't you slaughter all four of them, so won't their things be ours?"

Wang Xiaomo showed a touch of greed on his face, and said with his heart.

"Actually, it's not difficult to kill them, but in that case, I will spend a lot of effort, I have recently caught up with the breakthrough key point, it is better not to use force, this is also the real reason why I am anxious to ask you for that demon bone, there is a more important reason not to kill them, that is, the guy in front of you is extremely talented, and he will become your best whetstone in the future in the entire Xuanming Continent, so it is better not to kill."

Wang Xiaomo's face showed a sudden look, looked at Yulong Huajia who was forced to calm on the other side, and smiled.

An hour later, Manchanon, Moya, Nawei, Yulong Huajia gave a deep salute to the big cat above the city, his eyes were full of awe, at this time the four of them were clean and there was nothing, among which Yulong Huajia was the most miserable, scarred all over his body, and his breath was also sluggish to the extreme, obviously he was not lightly injured, but he was holding the man Zhen Yuanying whose eyes were still closed, and glanced at Wang Xiaomo, who was constantly coughing up blood in mid-air, and his eyes were full of complicated colors.

And Wang Xiaomo, who was foaming blood at the corner of his mouth in mid-air, was obviously not lightly injured, but his eyes flashed with a strange look, and Yulong Huajia fought for nearly an hour, Wang Xiaomo gained an unprecedented increase in knowledge in the past, which is a valuable experience that no amount of spirit stones can exchange, and it has played an extremely important role in sharpening its future cultivation path.

As the four of them finished saluting the big cat, the big cat's front paws were slightly raised, and he stretched out a finger to Yulong Huajia, and the confinement in Yulong Huajia's body was also untied, and when Yulong Huajia's cultivation was newly climbed to the realm of the Heavenly Master, the injuries on his body also recovered instantly, after all, how much damage could Wang Xiaomo, a monk in the early stage of foundation building, cause to a Yuanying monk?

The four of them were just scolded by Wang Xiaomo, and they were forced to make an oath that they would not step into Beihuang Town for half a step in the future, which made the old man Li in Beihuang Town almost cry excitedly on the spot, he didn't expect that the murder and robbery that he had to face for so many years would be so unexpectedly resolved, Li Dangzhen looked at Wang Xiaomo's eyes full of gratitude, and he couldn't help but think in his heart, if Li Meijiao can become Wang Xiaomo's double cultivation partner, then he will really not be afraid of anything in the Xuanming Continent in the future, However, thinking of the verbal marriage contract with the fourth son of Jin Ding Zhenren, Li Dangzhen couldn't help but have a headache, how could this matter be done according to his wishes? Li Dangzhen fell into deep thought.

Looking at the four people who turned around and were about to leave, Manshanon, Moya, Na Wei and Yulong Huajia, Wang Xiaomo's mouth was full of blood foam, and after coughing up a mouthful of blood, he waved his hand and said goodbye:

"A few seniors walk slowly, if you have time to come to Qianyang Sect to play, I will go to see you when I have time!"

When the four people in mid-air heard this, they couldn't help but shake their bodies for a while, Yulong Huajia almost didn't plant one of them from mid-air, and the four of them didn't dare to delay for half a minute, turned into four Changhong, and left quickly.

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