Lei Yang did not rush closer, but stopped at a distance to observe. Seeing this scene, he immediately concluded that there were no three figures among the three monks, Yangshuo, Zhang Qing and Yan Guixing, so he immediately settled down.

There were a lot of monks involved in the battle, about a hundred. However, they do not have a clear faction. Instead, they fight in a disordered manner with their own arrays.

But not all of them are fighting in chaos. Of course, those monks who are weak in practice, after feeling that they may have some difficulties, will also choose groups of three or five and then gain a foothold in the chaos.

Lei Yang was also thinking. So many people gathered here to fight for something. Otherwise, it can't be so ferocious. He thought to himself, and then began to look closely.

Sure enough, under this observation, Lei Yang saw some doorways. There is a tree in the center of the battle of these people. Prior to this, Leiyang may have been due to a sandstorm caused by technology, so he didn't see a tree in the middle. But the battle was not so fierce, so Lei Yang saw it.

The tree is about ten meters tall. Its branches and leaves resemble umbrellas. It looks like an umbrella standing in the distance. It's not very tall and not very big, but it's strange because the entire body of the tree is made of gravel, including the leaves, which are also made of small gravel.

At this moment, in the shock wave formed by these technologies, the leaves of that strange sand tree made a clicking sound, and even made the real leaves rustle.

In some of the strong winds caused by shaking and waves, fine gravel flew out of the branches and leaves of the tree, but the whole tree did not feel blown away. Instead, it sways from side to side in a storm and looks very hard and very magical. Desktop:/

"Aren't you, are there sand trees in the world?" Lei Yang thought it was strange for a tree with ice crystals, but now he saw a tree formed of gravel.

The people around are basically around the trees, they don't always fight, it seems that something will move, they will start, like they are waiting for something.

For example, at this time, all the people stopped, stopped fighting, but quietly looked at the sand tree in the center, quietly waiting. However, they are all in disrepair. They were all ready, as if something from the sand tree would suddenly fly out.

At this time, while everyone waited, the whole space suddenly returned to tranquility. No one spoke. It seems that even Lei Yang, who is a latecomer, can't attract their attention, because at this time their attention is focused on the sand tree in the center.

But this calm atmosphere is strange, there is a strong sense of killing, like the calm before the storm, which makes the whole space very oppressive.

Lei Yang quietly approached a little closer, because he also wanted to know how much money some monks earned and how much they robbed.

The silence lasted for about a pillar of incense. Suddenly, the sand tree in the center shook violently. In the process of shaking, several birds flew out from among the branches and leaves of the sand tree.

"Why?

An indescribable excitement, a thick excitement, jumped out of Lei Yang's heart, and finally turned into such a voice, trembling, but full of infinite sincere feelings. From Lei Yang's mouth, he slowly shouted, "Big brother......"

That face is none other than that. This is Xie Jun, the elder brother who worships Long Yuan in the tomb of Fulong Mountain.

At this time, due to Lei Yang's cry, Xie Jun also looked at it for a moment. Then, in a daze, his eyes suddenly showed indescribable excitement.

"Second brother, it's you...... Xie Jun couldn't believe his eyes, and he couldn't believe that he could see his second brother Lei Yang here.

At this time, they don't care about sand birds with natives. It seems that the people around them do not exist at this time. They just keep each other in their own eyes, because something else is nothing compared to brotherhood.

Lei Yang walked out and ran straight to Xie Jun. Xie Jun was too lazy to notice this trick. Instead, he came to Lei Yang. They hugged each other in the void, holding each other tightly. They were so excited that they couldn't say a word.

He said: "It has been almost 20 years since my second brother left. I can't imagine we'll meet here!" Xie Jun said with a sense of totality, and there was a flash of memory in his eyes, as if he felt that everything had happened yesterday.

"Yes, my second brother, I can't imagine how many years have passed since I left!" Lei Yang also said that he had too much to say, but this meeting made him feel that he could not start.

When the two exchanged greetings, Fei Jianqing easily cut off Xie Jun's giant hand. Since Xie Jun didn't control his own technology at the time, the young man seemed to be able to do it easily. r>

Then he grabbed the flying sand bird in his hand. After a few blows, the sand bird found that it could not escape. In the end, it turned into a grain of brown sand and fell into the palm of the young man's hand.

The young swordsman looked back and found that Lei Yang and Xie Jun were provoking each other. He wasn't angry with the other party.

", what the hell are you?" I dared to say just now that the source of this land is yours. You should die before I get hurt!" The young man was domineering. Although he had now obtained the source of the land, he still did not intend to let Xie Jun go.

As soon as the words fell, the fiery red flying knife opened and slashed at Xie Jun quickly, straight to his eyebrows and heart. Obviously, he didn't want Xie Jun to live. He has a vicious heart.

The sword came out of nowhere. Xie Jun was ready to push Lei Yang away and use this method to stop the flying knife. Obviously, Xie Jun's cultivation is not equal to the cultivation of others. Even if the opponent's sword is sharp, it is impossible to kill him at once.

But before he could make a move, Lei Yang suddenly turned around, swept his eyes sharply at the young swordsman, and said coldly: "Noisy! Forgive my brother, you are a bastard!"

Then he ignored it, raised his right fist, and walked straight to the red throwing knife.

Lei Yang's fists didn't have any cultivation power in them. Although it is so powerful that it can break the void, it falls into the eyes of the young swordsman and immediately elicits his contemptuous ridicule. (¥ new speed ¥ degree is the most &>.)

"Haha, that's delusional and arrogant. My Blood Condensation Flying Knife is a Xuan-level artifact. Can you relate it to meat fisting?" He said sneeringly.

Xie Jun didn't expect Lei Yang to come out to find him so soon. He shouted anxiously, "Second brother, don't worry. This throwing knife is very sharp. Come back soon!"

After all, they had just met, so they didn't know what Lei Yang was. Now it seems that Lei Yang is only in the late stage of Dan's formation. If he gets hurt as soon as they meet, he will not only feel sad, but also sad.

However, all this happened too quickly for Xie Jun to control. He even wanted to catch up with Lei Yang, but he couldn't.

However, while the young swordsman sneered and Xie Jun was in a hurry, Lei Yang was moving forward, his right fist about to collide with the tip of the red swordsman's sword. Suddenly, a thin layer of blue scales appeared on his fist, the result of his mind controlling the large mouth of the dragon pattern to strengthen his body.

"Bite!"

With a crisp sound of gold and iron, the young swordsman's face suddenly changed dramatically. After a while, he strengthened his cultivation and left suddenly.

Because at this moment, not only did he not see the picture he had imagined before, but his blood-condensing flying knife also turned a red light, flew towards him, and slashed down quickly.

At that moment, he suddenly realized that he couldn't control his throwing knife at all, so he had to fly backwards, absurdly avoiding the throwing knife he had chopped.

Just as he was retreating.

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