If the two sides are different, they are enemies!

Ningbei grew up so big, he never learned to be friends with enemies.

So his thin lips moved slightly: "Second uncle of the Su family, where is my brother Xiaoliang?" ”

"Xiaobei, as soon as you enter yin and yang, don't ask about the way back, Xiaoliang is no longer the Xiaoliang he once was!"

Su Xintong said indifferently: "Put on this yin and yang clothes, and the rest of your life will belong to yin and yang!" ”

Swish!

Su Xintong's words are looking for death.

Ningbei Baihui's left hand pulled out the Beiwang knife in an instant.

The Northern King's war knife was unsheathed, startling all beasts, and the sharp blade went straight to Su Xintong's chest.

The speed is so fast, the base speed is 150 meters per second.

Half-step pinnacle Su Xintong, what to hide?

What did he block!

Su Xintong's face was solemn, he pulled out a short sword from his waist and met it head-on.

The two sides met in close arms.

Click!

After a crisp sound.

The short sword becomes a broken sword!

The tip of the North King Knife fell on Su Xintong's chest.

The blade penetrated Su Xintong's body.

A knife pierces the body, and blood splatters!

The difference in strength between the two is too great.

Su Xintong's face changed abruptly, and he spat out blood, and his whole person was like being struck by lightning.

Ning Bei didn't have a means, he instantly pulled out the Beiwang knife, the tip of the knife was pointing downward, dripping with blood, and said indifferently: "Uncle Su Xiu in the past, he said a word to me, if you want to achieve great things, your relatives can also be killed!" ”

"Today, I'm here for Xiaoliang!"

"If you can't see my brother, you will kill the yin and yang people!"

……

Ning Bei's thin body released a terrifying momentum, and swept away the seriously injured Su Xintong, pointing at the three thousand yin and yang people in front of him, and his thin lips moved slightly: "My brother Xiaoliang, where is it?" ”

No one answered!

Three thousand yin-yang warriors, their eyes reveal the will to die.

Ning Bei held the Beiwang Knife, did not open the eight techniques, and did not use any forbidden techniques.

The only thing he used was the Northern King Knife!

Alone, fight to the front.

Holding the knife in his left hand, the base strength is 1,500 catties, and the mixed yuan energy of the ninefold bright energy and the ninefold dark energy is mixed together, and it is instilled on the knife body.

The three-foot sword qi is like a horse training, sweeping across the crowd.

Terrifying speed, terrifying knife aura, no one can stop it!

Ning Bei's right hand was behind his waist, his left hand was holding a knife, his eyes were cold and ruthless, and the blade swept through the necks of more than ten people, as fast as a shock.

Three thousand people in Knife Town!

I want to slaughter them all.

This is the King of Ningbei!

There will be no mercy for those who are enemies.

The bloody scene made the three thousand Yin-Yang Warriors faintly collapse.

In the face of death, these yin-yang warriors have fears, and even those who have fallen into madness.

Only Ning Bei's eyes were calm and cold, and where the sword passed, there were no living creatures, and all the corpses were floating.

The killing did not stop.

Here at the entrance of the village, there was a river of blood, and all the yin and yang people fell in a pool of blood, and they were all killed by his knife.

Someone roared frantically: "Ningbei, I'll fight with you!" ”

Swish!

Ning Bei turned around and fell with a knife.

A knife pierced the heart and killed on the spot.

In a short period of time, more than half of the three thousand warriors were damaged, and there were no wounded, either living people or corpses.

This Northern King Knife, those who touch it will die.

The sword spirit contained in the blade is fierce and domineering.

The knife bearer is the king of Ningbei.

Three thousand yin and yang people can't stop it at all.

Not to mention 3,000 people, even if it is 30,000 people, it can't stop Ningbei!

This Northern King Sword has drunk the blood of millions of enemies.

Less than a quarter of an hour.

Ningbei, who was dressed in white like snow, held the Beiwang knife in his left hand, his breath was calm and calm, he stepped on the blood river, and walked calmly through the village with his hands in his hands.

All 3,000 yin and yang people fell.

None of them were killed by one of them.

Yin and Yang warriors, from now on, are the enemies of my Beiliang, to which Beiliang belongs, up to the military master, down to the soldiers, no matter who it is, if you encounter it, you will kill it.

Ning Bei held the Beiwang Sword in his left hand, stepped on the corpse of the Yin and Yang people, and entered this small village.

The former Xiaohekou Village is now empty.

Hundreds of homes, all gone!

There is a lack of people in every house, and there is no one in the house.

Where have all the villagers of Xiaohekou Village gone?

This requires asking the person of the yin-yang sequence.

As soon as Ning Bei set foot in the village, he sensed other breaths.

There are thousands of weak murderous aura!

Thousands of faint murderous aura, all over the entire Xiaohekou Village.

The whole village seems to have become a killing game.

It seems to be for a certain character to come!

Ningbei sensed the crisis, but chose to know that there were tigers in the mountains and preferred to go to the tiger mountains.

He stepped into the village, his thin lips moved slightly: "Next time, if you want to ambush me, I suggest that you use the pinnacle, below the pinnacle, I will kill as many as you want!" ”

The calm words, like an explosion, resounded throughout the sky above Xiaohekou Village.

This young man in white is still frivolous!

What he said was clear, that is, he had already noticed the warrior hiding in the mouth of the small river.

There are thousands of faint murderous aura, in the perception of Ningbei that is different from ordinary people, it is like a light in the dark night, extremely conspicuous.

As a result, no one answered.

Ning Bei chuckled lightly, as if he was a little disdainful.

A deep voice came from the dark: "All show up, don't hide, people have all discovered us!" ”

The deep male voice exudes a bit of majesty.

After he spoke, thousands of Yin-Yang Martial Artists appeared in the hundreds of houses scattered throughout Xiaohekou Village, in just a few breaths.

Without exception, all of them had cold eyes and weapons in their hands, ambushing Ningbei here.

Ning Bei said softly: "The yin and yang sequence is really difficult to kill, like a weed, the wildfire can't be burned, and the spring breeze blows and grows!" ”

"If you can be praised by His Royal Highness King Liang, these people have no regrets when they die!"

Jiang Chen, a young man in a colorful python dragon robe, quietly appeared with a low voice.

Ning Bei's eyes fell on the clothes on his body, and he chuckled: "Hundred clothes sequence, colorful python dragon clothes, I didn't expect it to fall into the hands of your yin and yang people." ”

"It's just a coincidence!"

Jiang Chen didn't dare to be arrogant.

Xiao Liang is in the yin and yang sequence, and his status is so high that outsiders can't imagine it.

What's more, Xiao Liang also has a genius in 100 clothes!

In addition to the Yin and Yang Twins, there is now a descendant of the colorful python dragon clothes.

These people, without exception, respect Xiaoliang!

Ningbei was very calm, and said: "Six years ago, a peak tomb was unearthed in the primeval forest of Liaodong, after Beiliang received the news, Dandan went to go in person, but it was a step late, and the things in the tomb have been emptied, it seems that you yin and yang people have taken the lead." ”

Six years ago, in the peak tomb in Liaodong, all kinds of clues left indicate that the peak inheritance inside is very likely to be the colorful python dragon clothes in the hundred clothes sequence.

The legend of Baiyi has been passed down for thousands of years in the circle of ancient warriors.

The successors of the past generations of hundreds of clothes, none of them are wasted.

They are all the pride of the sky!

Behind every piece of clothing, there is a strong heritage.

Jiang Chen did not deny it, and said: "It's my luck that I am lucky, His Royal Highness King Liang's Cloud Stepping Qilin Robe, but the identity behind it is the co-master of a hundred clothes, a complete pinnacle martial arts, and he is in charge of the Heavenly Decree, which is the envy of the world." ”

"Heavenly Order, I brought it, where is Xiao Liang, let him come out to see me!" Ning Bei insisted on seeing Xiaoliang.