Chapter 67: Stepping on the leaves

"Xuanyuan Po, suffer death!"

"Killing you Xuanyuan Po is equivalent to destroying the battle soul of the 800,000 War Dragon Legion in the Southern Regions, and the strength of the 800,000 Legion will be greatly reduced!"

"At that time, I, the countries of the South Seas, why not be afraid of your Southern Regions Legion!"

The old ghosts of the three martial arts great master realms couldn't wait, and the terrifying murderous aura erupted suddenly.

Although Xuanyuan Po is angry and unwilling, he is dressed in his body, and his courage has never been timid!

"Huh...... If my Xuanyuan Po dies, the combat power of the 800,000 Battle Dragon Legion in the Southern Regions will not be greatly reduced at all! On the contrary, they will be stronger, and their fighting spirit will be monstrous, and they will take my Xuanyuan Po's will to set foot on your Nanyang countries!!"

Xuanyuan broke up to the sky and roared, tragic and magnificent.

Xuanyuan couldn't cry anymore, and when he heard these words that were almost like his last words, he broke down even more emotionally, and cried:

"Brother, don't! I don't want you to die!"

"Ah Li, everyone dies, but don't worry, we won't die in vain! 800,000 war dragons are iron-clad and majestic in the Southern Regions, and they will make the bandits of the Nanyang countries pay a thousandfold price!" Yuan Zhan roared with red eyes.

Then, he didn't forget to turn around, stared at Lu Yuan's family hatefully, and said coldly:

"Even if you are lucky, after you die, there will be 800,000 battle dragon iron bone legions to avenge you!!"

After losing such a sentence, Yuan Zhan focused his eyes on Xuanyuan Po's body.

That was the only man he had been convinced of so far, the First Army Lord who was willing to stoop down to follow his attendants, and at this moment, Yuan Zhan also shouted tragically:

"Lord Warlord, if you go down, please slow down your steps on the Huangquan Road, and wait for Yuan Zhan and Ah Li!"

"Ah!!h

Xuanyuan roared sadly, glaring angrily!

He's going to get out!

Desperately playing with your life, you have to pull down an old ghost on the opposite side to accompany you to the funeral!

As for getting out alive, that ...... It's something that Xuanyuan Po can't imagine, it's almost impossible!

On the other side are the three great martial arts masters!

Unless, the martial arts saint is coming......

correct

That's it!

On the top of the peak of Qingyun Mountain.

Suddenly, there was a loud shout:

"Where is the old ghost, dare to make trouble here?"

Accompanied by a burst of heavy drinking, it was an incomparably powerful true qi fluctuation, which descended violently, directly causing Xuanyuan Po and the three black-robed old ghosts to retreat in a muffled voice!

Then, the faces of the four of them changed at the same time, and they exclaimed:

"This, it's a martial arts saint!!"

"True Qi out of the body, control the qi hurts people!!This is definitely a martial arts saint who has stepped into the holy realm!!" An old ghost in a black robe exclaimed in a trembling voice.

The other two on the side were also terrified.

As soon as he heard the word martial arts saint, the body under the black-robed hat trembled on the spot!

Then, they got together directly and exclaimed:

"How is it possible? How can this little Gyeongju, a place far away from the Nine Mountains and Seven Valleys, have that legendary martial arts saint appear?"

"As soon as the martial arts saint comes out, we are not opponents at all, can we retreat?"

"If we retreat now and let Xuanyuan return to the mountain, then we will never have a chance to kill him in the future!"

"But if we don't retreat, once the martial arts saint makes a move, we will all die!"

......

Xuanyuan Po never thought that he would meet the legendary martial arts saint in this small Qingzhou!

At this moment, he was excited, ecstatic!

In the excitement, he bowed down on one knee directly to the thin and stiff martial arts saint who was facing due west, and was in awe, and begged:

"The seniors are on top! The junior Xuanyuan Po is the current leader of the First Legion in the Southern Regions, but on the way home, he was ambushed and attacked by the great grandmaster killers sent by the Nanyang countries! Right now, I hope that the seniors will come to the rescue!!"

After that, lean over and bow your head, it is a bow!

On the side, Yuan Zhan's state was already on the verge of a dreamy trance.

"Wu ...... Martial arts saint? Is it really the legendary martial arts saint? I didn't expect that it was the heavens that would not die and I would fight the dragon, haha......"

At this point, Yuan Zhan couldn't care about anything, and prostrated his head excitedly in the direction of the peak, shouting:

"Martial Dao Saint, please take action, save my life, save my life in the Southern Region of Huaguo, the soul of the Dragon Army!"

"Brother Yuan, what is a martial arts saint?"

Xuanyuan Li obviously didn't know anything about the martial arts system, and asked suspiciously.

But one thing is clear, that is, as long as this so-called martial arts saint is willing to take action, he can save their lives!

So, following the example of her brother and Yuan Zhan, she knelt on one knee with great devotion to the mysterious old figure on the west peak.

But!

Xuanyuan Li's afterglow swept Lu Yuan and the others, and suddenly his face turned dark, and he became angry again, and reprimanded:

"Hey, why don't you kneel down and bow to the martial arts saint......s?"

"Ah Li, don't care about those ignorant fools! When the martial arts saint comes to help us escape this catastrophe, I will take care of these ignorant fools!"

Yuan Zhan didn't even glance at Lu Yuan and the others, he just snorted coldly.

Then respectfully and piously knock on the martial arts saint to make a move!

At this time!

Lu Yuan's face was still pale.

Qiao Zijin, who had been snuggling up to his companion, glanced at the familiar figure on the top of Qingyun Mountain, was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a while, he smiled lightly.

It's Uncle Yi, his eyes are round.

After rubbing his old eyes, he looked at it for a long time before he turned his face back.

To Lu Yuan and Qiao Zijin, they were about to exclaim something.

The catastrophe Qiao Zijin smiled slightly, stretched out his slender index finger, put it in front of his mouth, and shook his head:

"Shh

"Uh......"

Uncle Yi was stunned.

Then he looked at Lu Yuan, who had always been motionless, in a daze, and suddenly, the old eyes that had been a little cloudy became extremely hot and excited!

The martial arts saint who suddenly appeared on the top of Qingyun Mountain did not say anything more, but spoke with actions.

"Whew!"

I saw an old rickety body, like the wind, landing lightly between the leaves of the grass and trees, and in an instant, he arrived at the ancestral tomb of the Lu family!

"Come here with a little leaf! Good body technique, worthy of being a martial arts saint!" Xuanyuan broke his eyes and exclaimed.

At the same time, my heart is extremely excited.

The martial arts saint stepped on the leaves, indicating that he was about to make a move.

In this way, he Xuanyuan can be saved and escape from death!

"Is this a martial arts saint......? You can really step on the leaves, amazing, admire!!" Yuan Zhan was even more envious and amazing.

As for Xuanyuan Li, he was completely stupid, and he didn't know what to say.

The three black-robed old ghosts trembled with horror when they saw the martial arts saint stepping on the leaves.

It's not discussed anymore.

Whether there will be such a good opportunity to ambush Xuanyuan next time or not, I don't care if I ambush Xuanyuan or anything.

They have one thought right now.

If you want to live, you have to escape, and you have to run for your life!

"Puff puff!"

Three sharp sounds.

The three black-robed old ghosts didn't say a word, and fled desperately in the three directions below the mountain.

They don't come by stepping on leaves, they can only spread their legs and run through the jungle.

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