The disciple who had exchanged names with Xiao Cheng in the past saw that Xiao Cheng wanted to go in, so he anxiously urged him.

Xiao Cheng faced his disciple's head, but he continued walking.

"You, stop for me!"

Xiao Cheng came to the front of the hall and was disturbed by the yellow man.

The man in yellow looked coldly at the town. "Did you hear what I just said?" "Can't you go in if Feng Yue's son doesn't leave?"

Kojo's face didn't change. He looked directly at the man in yellow and said, "The square hall is the place where the sect releases news, and anyone can enter it. Why did Prince Fengyue come in and shut us all out? Can't we watch together?"

The man in yellow glanced at it jokingly and said, "How noble is the identity of Fengyue's son, how can you stuff waste into the hall?

Xiao Cheng listened to the words of the yellow-clothed disciple, his face suddenly turned cold, and he walked out, saying, "What if I like to go in?"

The man in yellow had a color on his face that he couldn't stand it. "Since you don't take such pictures, I will give you some punishment and let you know that it is better to be a person with a tail than a tough one!"

Seeing Xiao Cheng walk into the hall, the yellow man's eyes flashed with the writhing of a wolf.

He walked out and reached out to touch Xiao Cheng's neck, as if to tie Xiao Chengsheng up.

He did not use any martial arts.

Because he saw Xiao Cheng's practice at a glance. If a disciple of the Void came back to him, would it be his enemy?

"You're looking for death!"

Seeing that the man in the big yellow dress didn't speak the same language, he began to fight against himself. The town was angry.

Just when the man in the big yellow clothes was about to catch him, Xiao Cheng punched out.

The physical strength of the Zhenyuan Terracotta Warriors and Horses Wharf was so strong that the air exploded directly.

The two collided severely, directly injuring the man's right hand, and then landed on the man. The problem popped up and fell into the hall.

Sigh!

From the man in yellow to give Kojo a punch and then take the ticket out, right between Flint and Flint.

The disciples outside the hall breathed in the air of the bath.

How sturdy is it?

Are these martial arts masters?

They all felt that Xiao Cheng was still hiding his business.

"This brother, let's go, Feng Yue's son, of course this person is shy, you hurt his brother, of course, he won't let you go!"

That's when someone reminded me.

said that the yellow race usually fights behind Feng Yuezi, and many people bully them.

They breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the ticket for the man in yellow in the small town. Seeing Xiaocheng, they felt very cordial.

"Do you want to go? Can you walk, the man who hurt his son?"

At this time, a strange yin and yang sound came out.

Then, a corpse shot out of the hall of the plaza.

This person was wearing a red robe, breathing strongly, and his eyes were cold, he was the tenth genius disciple of the inner sect of Xuantian Sect, the eldest son of Feng Yue.

After seeing Xiao Cheng, Feng Yue's son stopped, showed a surprised color, and said, "Are you Xiao Cheng?"

"Do you know me?"

Xiao Cheng was surprised.

He could forget when he had met Feng Yue's son.

Feng Yuezi smiled slightly: "Of course, I know him." No one knows him, but who can throw you in front of him and catch you, but he can find a warrior of the lower ranks.

Feng Yue's son was very happy in his heart.

Since then, he has been looking everywhere for information about the town. Unfortunately, more than ten days passed, but he could not find the town.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Cheng walked to the door alone.

It's hard to find a place to step on iron shoes.

"There is no law?"

Xiaocheng frowned slightly.

Feng Yue's son smiled coldly and said, "This is too rude, I haven't heard of it." Brother Feng was the eldest disciple of Elder Huang Fuqi. There are twelve peaks in Wudu. He gave him a chance to abandon himself, and then listened to him go to see Brother Feng, so he still didn't suffer from the pain of his body and skin. ”

"No, wait a minute. If you're not careful, throw your hands and feet away. Don't blame me!"

It turned out to be Huang Fuqi's disciple, a boss ghost!

Huang Fauci really seems to be complaining and hating himself.

Xiao Cheng knew the reason and said coldly, "I'll give you a chance." Now you get down on your knees and apologize to me, I can let you out instead of brushing your teeth!"

"Haha, what a ......"

Feng Yue's son obviously didn't expect Xiao Cheng, but dared to resist. He smirked angrily and said, "Since you want to die, that son will make you whole!"

Speaking of this, Feng Yue's son held a feather fan in his hand and grabbed a ticket to the small city.

Near the town, the feather fan scraped into the air and sea of the town, and an icy blade shot out of the feather fan.

Obviously, it is necessary to fight waste and throw away Xiaocheng.

"I didn't expect this person to be Xiaocheng!"

"I heard this guy must be good. Although he has to practice Wudao 10, even the Silver Snake Master who has returned to Wudao 11 can fight in groups!"

"No matter how strong you are, when you meet Feng Yue's son, you will definitely die. You know, Feng Yue's son can pass through the Yin Snake too little and too strong. ”

When the disciples outside the hall heard the words of Xiaocheng and Prince Fengyue, they immediately began to talk.

"It's all malicious!"

The town looked depressed. If there is no blade, he will be above his atmosphere. He's already moved out.

The golden wing's quagmire body method, the western feathers of the golden wings appeared behind his back, and he walked out, as fast as lightning, to prevent the attack of the phoenix moon bow.

Then, one by one, they turned to the moon and the wind people.

"Perhaps, how can you avoid my meteor blade?"

Feng Yue's face changed drastically. He saw Xiao Cheng's face slapped and wanted to dodge.

Eat!

But the speed of the small city was too fast, and he couldn't let Feng Yue's son leave. Feng Yue's son took the ticket directly, which was a slap in the face to him.

"Ahh

Finally, the man in yellow came out of the hall and screamed in grief. He bumped into the corpse of Feng Yue's son again, and the two entered the palace together.

Xiao Cheng took out Prince Fengyue's ticket, clapped his hands, and muttered, "Hey, it's too soft." I didn't make an effort, so let me fly!"

"This ......"!

The warriors almost fainted when they heard Kojo's words.

Nima, the son of the wind and moon, but the 11th Wudao is still at its peak, and the existence of the tenth inner gate is extremely powerful.

You say he's weak?

Big brother, obviously not weak, but you're too strong, okay?

Despite the shock, the town entered the palace.

Everyone followed the town and entered the palace owing pictures.

If it weren't for Feng Yue's son's obstruction, I would have known the mysterious state of their blood. Of course, I don't want to wait any longer.

After the half-pillar of incense, the town walked out of the hall.

Xiao Cheng learned from the announcement in the hall.

One of the three secrets of the Old World, the mystery of blood, will be revealed in more than half a month, but due to the danger of the mystery of blood, it seems that the indicators are limited.

Therefore, the sect stipulates that only those who have undergone martial arts training above the eleventh level are eligible to enter the mysterious blood realm.

Half a month later, they gathered in the square and followed the iron man of the sect to the place where the bloody mystery was revealed.

"More than half a month, it seems that we must grasp it, we must enter the martial arts 11 times within half a month, I have a hunch, these bloody mysterious situations are very important to me!"

Xiao Cheng nagged.

"Haha, Xiaocheng, I haven't seen you in a long time. Where have you been all this time?"

Small town Dongfu.