"Say, where the hell is the galaxy ark?"

"If you don't say it, every piece of flesh on your body will be torn off, quack, quack, ......"

Ye Bantian's loud shouts and laughter were intertwined and echoed in Xia Qing's ears.

Xia Qing was even more in a trance, feeling overwhelmed by countless soldiers and horses, and could only instinctively hold on to the vital point, and his injuries became more and more serious.

I don't know how long it took, when Xia Qing felt that he was about to fall completely, a loud shout suddenly came from afar, "Bold, where did the demon come from is so presumptuous under Beacon Mountain?"

A long sword light suddenly appeared in the sky, and this sword light was like a meteor and a rainbow, cutting down across the entire sky.

There was silence in the heavens and the earth, there was no wind, and the strange cries of the crows were gone, as if time had stopped at this moment, and then, with a sudden thunderclap, countless crows fell from the sky, and it rained crows, and each crow was cut in half. Hei Yuan and other masters of the Great Joy Valley were not much better, they were either dead or injured, and they were even cut in half from head to toe.

The sound was faint, and an old man slowly descended from the sky.

To the naked eye, this is just an ordinary old man, dressed simply, even blind in a pair of eyes, holding a jasper Xiao in his hand; but when he unfolds his heavenly eyes, this old man is full of radiance, and the light emitted from the back of his head reaches to the sky, and a pair of eyes are deep and bright, as if he can see through the essence of anything in the world! What kind of old man is this, it is clearly a god!

At the critical moment, the old shopkeeper came in person.

Xia Qing couldn't believe it, she thought she was dreaming, and she rubbed her eyes and became excited after seeing clearly. The ground was covered with a thick layer of crow corpses, and the sun poured down, and all the crows that had covered the sky like dark clouds were destroyed, and the so-called Iron Curtain prohibition no longer existed.

"You...... , are you Guzhou Mu Xuanyuan Kang?"

Ye Bantian asked, looking nervous and panicked, and there was no longer the previous arrogance. A sword mark stretched from his right shoulder to his left thigh, nearly being cut in two diagonally, and the wound was dripping blood.

"Do you still know what kind of place this is?" the old shopkeeper snorted coldly, without the decadence of the past, and was upright and aggressive.

"Xuanyuan Kang, although you are a state pastor, you can't control our Great Joy Valley. Although Ye Bantian was nervous, he still had a hard mouth, and said coldly: "This kid surnamed Xia must come with us!"

Ye Bantian glanced at Hei Yuan and the others as he spoke, the old shopkeeper's sword just now was amazingly powerful, and there were only seven or eight of the hundreds of Great Happy Valley masters left.

Hei Yuan and the others trembled nervously, but under Ye Bantian's forced gaze, they had to walk towards Xia Qing again.

"Hehe, it's so majestic, is the old man going to go with you?"

The old shopkeeper laughed, then his body shook, and the terrifying thunder sounded again.

Hei Yuan and the others screamed, and everyone had a bloody hole in their chests, and they fell to the ground covering their wounds. With Xia Qing's cultivation, he didn't see clearly how the old shopkeeper did it, with the Xiao Dynasty Sword, his cultivation was beyond imagination! As the head of the Nine Sons of the Black Dragon, Hei Yuan was already powerful enough, and he had cultivated to the peak of the life and death realm decades ago, but he couldn't stop it in the same round, and he didn't even have time to react.

Terrible!

This old man is really a super master, even more powerful than his aunt and Zhao Dazui!

Xia Qing was also shocked, secretly glad that he was not the opponent of the old shopkeeper. For a long time, he knew that the old shopkeeper was not simple, and even the blue-faced lord of the Ghost Mansion was respectful in front of him, but he didn't know how powerful it was. Now, at last, I have seen it.

"Kyushu Thunder Sword ......"

Ye Bantian muttered, his face was pale without a trace of blood, and his body was also trembling. Look at the old shopkeeper who cultivated to terror, and then look at Xia Qing, who was seriously injured, his face was cloudy. After hesitating for a while, his body suddenly dimmed and turned into a crow, and with a roar, he reached behind Xia Qing, stretched out his hand to grab Xia Qing, and insisted on grabbing Xia Qing. The speed was too fast, and Xia Qing didn't have time to dodge.

"Humph, stupid!"

The old shopkeeper snorted coldly, and the wind and thunder rose again.

Ye was gone for a long time, turning into a little crow and fleeing for his life in a panic, and the wail came from afar, leaving a bloody left leg in place. To ordinary people, this demon cultivates to the sky, and the supernatural powers are weird and terrifying, but to the old shopkeeper, the state pastor, it is also vulnerable, and it can't be stopped for a round.

"The golden cicada of the Great Joy Valley is out of its shell to save its life! Qing'er, be careful when you encounter this demon in the future!" The old shopkeeper stepped forward and took a closer look at the broken leg on the ground, his face was also a little solemn, looking at the whole world, there were not many people who could escape from his Kyushu Thunder Sword.

"Yes!"

Xia Qing nodded, he didn't need to be reminded by the old shopkeeper, he also knew that Ye Bantian was terrible, much more powerful than the Black Dragon Nine Sons, this was the real master of Wuzhou, "Old shopkeeper, why are you here?"

"Because, I was afraid that my aunt would chase and nagging me in the future, so I had to come. Otherwise, how good it is to lie down and bask in the sun, who wants to fight and kill, tired old man. The old shopkeeper shook his head, with a look of being disturbed by his dreams, and every day he had to lie at the door of the inn to bask in the sun, which seemed to be the happiest thing for him, more important than eating and sleeping.

"Then why don't you teach me what Kyushu Thunder Sword Technique is, and you won't have to work on your old man after learning it, how about it?" Xia Qing blinked, wanting to take the opportunity to learn the old shopkeeper's lore. Over the years, he has learned the unique techniques of his aunt Yu Qiniang, Zhao Dazui and Tang Banbei, and even the Lu madman who knows how to strike iron all day long has taught a few tricks, and only the old shopkeeper has not pulled out a dime.

"Do you really want to learn?" asked the old shopkeeper, looking like he was going to formally accept the apprentice.

Xia Qing nodded hurriedly, "I want to, I want to dream about it." ”

"Then you can continue to dream!" the old shopkeeper refused, slamming the door more than a hairless old rooster.

"Dead old man. ”

Xia Qing hated and cursed, and finally knew why her aunt and Zhao Dazui kept this mantra on their lips, this old man was really hateful!

Before he had time to think about how to make the old shopkeeper loosen, Xia Qing suddenly pricked up his ears, and then walked to the side of several corpses. Taking a closer look, Xia Qing smiled evilly, raised his Dugu sword and made a gesture to stab down, and said to himself, "The second dog raised in the backyard of the inn said last time that he wanted to eat people's hearts, and he had to eat black, and if he didn't eat black, he wouldn't eat if he couldn't eat people's hearts, and if he couldn't eat people's hearts, he wouldn't work." Old man, which one do you think is better? Whose heart is black?"

"Hehe, don't you just dig it out and take a look?" the old man laughed, as if it was not the human heart that was going to be dug up, but to take Xia Qing to the ground to dig potatoes.

"That's the same, sure enough, ginger is old and spicy. ”

Xia Qing nodded, raised his sword and stabbed into the chest of one corpse, shook his head and said it was red, then walked to the next corpse and stabbed a sword, continued to shake his head, and walked towards the third corpse.

"Don't, don't kill me! spare your life, childe...... , Childe spares his life......" The third corpse suddenly begged for mercy, originally lying upright on the ground looking dead, after Xia Qing walked to his side, he hurriedly begged for mercy. When he turned around, it was none other than Hei Yuan, the head of the Nine Sons of the Black Dragon.

"Tsk, I thought it was who, it turned out to be you, the black boss!"

Xia Qing asked knowingly, he had long known that it was Hei Yuan who was pretending to be dead, and asked with a smile: "Lord Hei Yuan, let's say, do you want to die or do you want to live for two more years?"

"I want to live. ”

Hei Yuan hurriedly replied, his face was pale and weak, and he completely lost his aura in the One-Armed Guanyin Temple and the Guanhai Star Palace. A shocking sword mark almost cut his body in two, and he was covered in blood and seriously injured, although he was not dead, he only had his last breath left.

"Very well! A humble ant must steal life, let alone a human. That's right, it means that you still have some humanity, not exactly a beast. Xia Qing paused, looked at Hei Yuan, who was trembling all over, and said, "Lord Hei Yuan, I want to ask you something, this storage ring on your finger is very good-looking, where did you buy it?"

"Childe, I'm ......"

Hei Yuan was stunned, and then trembled even more, feeling very bad. Ye Bantian's methods of punishing people are extremely cruel, but looking at Xia Qing's appearance, it seems that he is even more perverted than Ye Bantian, and he doesn't know what kind of fate he will have in his hands, "It's not a purchase, it's a Great Happy Valley Zen...... , Rewarded by the Zen master, if the son likes it, although ...... , just take it. ”

"Okay, I'll take it when it's time to take it. Xia Qing nodded, and one sentence made Hei Yuan even more frightened, and his heart and liver trembled, "Let me ask you one more thing, where is the Great Happy Valley and how to get there?"

After deliberately scaring Hei Yuan, Xia Qing got straight to the point, this was what he really wanted to ask. The strange man of Wuyang Dao ran too fast to ask, and now, he had to put the hope of finding the Great Happy Valley on this guy Hei Yuan.

Unexpectedly, Hei Yuan shook his head vigorously, "I don't know, I don't know!"

"Hehe, a master of the Great Happy Valley, do you know where the Great Happy Valley is?" Xia Qing sneered, his smile full of anger and murder.

"Childe, I'...... I really don't know. We are just peripheral disciples of the Great Happy Valley, and we usually follow orders and act, and we are not qualified to enter the Great Happy Valley at all. Every time we acted, it was Ye Bantian who rowed out of the bamboo leaf boat and told us what to do, and we had never entered the Great Happy Valley. Hei Yuan replied in a trembling voice, subconsciously stepping back as he spoke.

A sharp long sword was coldly pressed on Hei Yuan's chest, Xia Qing's face turned cold, "Ask you again, where is the Great Happy Valley?"

Hei Yuan didn't dare to move, but his body trembled even more, "I don't know, Childe, I really don't know ......"

A wisp of blood flowed down from his chest, and the sharp tip of the sword stabbed coldly, Xia Qing's tone was cold, "One last chance, don't force me to use some bad means, when the time comes, you will be very miserable, crying and shouting to say it yourself." ”

"I really don't know, kid...... , the Zen master will not let you go...... , when the time comes, see how you die, haha......"

Kurobuchi laughed miserably, as if he knew that he would not escape death.

Xia Qing felt bad, and was about to find a way to control Hei Yuan, when the latter suddenly took the initiative to straighten his waist hard. With a snort, the sharp Dugu sword pierced through his chest, and he successfully committed suicide.

"Maniac!"

Xia Qing was furious, but he was helpless, the clues were gone, and his expression was a little gloomy. Is it really that difficult to find the Great Happy Valley?

"Qing'er, let's go. The old shopkeeper shook his head, and with a slight flick of his sleeves, the corpses on the ground disappeared, and he turned and left.

"Huh......"

Xia Qing was about to follow when he found a black thing on the ground. When I walked over and picked it up, I saw that it was a thin bamboo leaf, but the shape was a little strange, like a light boat.

Bamboo leaf boat?

Xia Qing's heart moved, and he remembered what Hei Yuan said. Every time he acts, Ye Bantian rows out in a bamboo leaf boat, could it be that the Great Happy Valley is in the lake?

Xia Qing became excited, Hei Yuan's unintentional words vaguely left a valuable clue, the bamboo leaf in his hand is very likely to be the treasure that fell out of Ye Bantian's arms!