Xiao Yunxiu's eyebrows frowned slightly, but she still got up and walked out of the door, that guy is the son of the tribal elder, if he is offended, he will not have the good fruit of their sister and brother to eat.

"Xiaoyun, you look so beautiful today. Is it to go to this son's appointment, and dress up specially?" The young man of the brocade-clothed demon clan stared at Xiao Yun with a pair of eyes.

"You're thinking too much. Xiao Yun tried his best to hide his dislike for the brocade-clothed youth.

"Haha, that's Xiaoyun's natural beauty. This son's vision has always been not bad!" Seeing Xiao Yun's frowning appearance, the brocade-clothed young man not only did not get angry, but laughed heartily.

With his status in the tribe, some demon women threw themselves into their arms.

Like Xiaoyun, not only is her appearance beautiful, but she is not as casual as other demon women, but it arouses the possessiveness of the young man in brocade.

"Xiaoyun, this son wants to spend the night alone with you today, how about it? Any resources you need in the future, just tell me, and I promise to get them without much effort. The young man in brocade has always looked at Xiaoyun's pretty face and bumpy figure, and he has never moved away.

"No, I have something to do. I can't promise you for the time being. Xiaoyun pinched his palm and replied.

"What's the matter? What can it be? I think you're playing tricks on your son. If you don't want to accompany my son, return those medicinal materials for healing poison. After being rejected by Xiaoyun, the young man of the brocade-clothed demon clan turned a little cold, and said coldly at the moment.

Xiao Yun was a weak woman after all, and when she was threatened by this brocade-clothed young man, her pretty face suddenly turned red and she took a few steps back.

The brocade-clothed young man took advantage of the momentum and tried to hug the weak Xiaoyun, hold it in his arms, and take pity on it.

"You go away!" Xiao Yun probably has the cultivation of the martial artist rank, and when he pushed it out with one palm, there was a faint fluctuation of Yuan Force, but the attack of this kind of power was not painful for the young man in brocade.

With the help of his status in the tribe, the brocade-clothed young man obtained a lot of cultivation resources, and forcibly piled him up to the realm of a great martial artist.

"Hehe, it's fun to resist. Ben Gongzi likes you like this. The young man in brocade didn't laugh angrily, his eyes were filled with primitive desire, and he just wanted to push the weak woman in front of him and love her.

"Ahem......"

Just when the brocade-clothed young man was about to succeed, suddenly, there was a coughing sound in the room, and with that coughing sound, the black-clothed young man lying on the bed spit out another mouthful of black blood, and at the same time, Yuan Li began to flow smoothly in its meridians.

"Okay, no wonder you always refuse this son, it turns out that there is a wild man hidden in the house!" The young man in brocade also saw Jiang Mo lying on the bed, and his eyes suddenly shot with jealousy and anger.

"Originally, I thought you were some kind of icy and jade woman, but when you look at it like this, you are also a stinky woman. Anyway, since you turn a blind eye to your good intentions, then you will be strong today. I'll do you in front of that sick man!"

Finally, the brocade-clothed young man revealed his evil side, his palm was wrapped in a cloud of brown light, and the momentum of the great martial artist suddenly burst out.

As he spoke, he had already pounced on Xiaoyun.

"Bastard, stop!"

The dark-faced young man came back from chopping wood, and just saw the brocade-clothed young man rushing towards his sister, and he was furious, holding a wood-chopping knife in his hand, and slashed at the back of the brocade-clothed young man.

However, where was he the opponent of the brocade-clothed young man, who casually waved his sleeve robe and blasted the dark-faced young man away.

"Damn!" the corner of the young man's mouth was bleeding, and he was willing to watch his sister being insulted by the beast.

The boy glanced around, and then saw a large black giant sword, stuck diagonally on the ground, the boy didn't think much about it, ran towards the black giant sword, and then his arms bulged, and he pulled the giant sword up.

"Bastard, dare to bully my sister, I want your life!"

The young man when he was angry, no matter whose son you are, no matter what noble status you have, after pulling out the giant sword, he directly slashed towards the young man in brocade clothes without any rules.

Although the young man's martial arts cultivation is mediocre, his arm strength is very amazing.

The Heavenly Punishment Ancient Sword, which weighed hundreds of catties, was wielded vigorously by the young man.

If someone takes a closer look, they will be surprised to find that there are still lights and shadows emerging.

The sword slashed down, cutting through the defense of the brocade-clothed young man like a bamboo, leaving a long scar on his back, and blood flowed out, looking very embarrassed.

The young man in brocade withdrew a few meters and stared at the young man holding the Heavenly Punishment Ancient Sword, his eyes were fierce, like a tiger and leopard about to eat people.

"Sister, are you okay?" the young man asked worriedly, worried that the brocade-clothed young man would sneak attack again.

"I'm fine. Xiao Yun's face was pale, the brocade-clothed young man had a very high status in the tribe, and now that his younger brother had injured him, I am afraid that the matter would not end so easily.

"Damn the rabbit cub, you dare to sneak up on this son. This son will let you know later, how to write the word dead!" The blood behind the brocade-clothed young man was still flowing, dripping on the ground, staining the ground red, which aroused his ferocity even more.

I saw that his face was hideous and distorted, and he wanted to break the young man holding the ancient sword into pieces.

Although the dark-faced boy was afraid, he would never back down, because his sister was behind him, and if he retreated, there would be no one to protect his sister.

"Brute Elephant Fist!" The brocade-clothed young man took a deep breath, and the momentum of the great martial artist exploded, causing the surrounding grass and trees to shake.

He ran a few steps, and immediately a punch blasted out, and a fist the size of a foot blasted out, smashing into the face of the young man holding the ancient sword.

The latter gritted his teeth and swung his sword again.

When!

This time, there was no expected effect, and the young man in brocade threw the young man out with a punch, and the wide ancient sword in his hand also fell to the ground.

The dark-faced young man didn't have any martial arts cultivation, and being able to pick up the Heavenly Punishment Ancient Sword was completely amazing, or the ancient sword didn't exclude him.

If you compete in the martial arts realm, where is the opponent of the young man in brocade.

"Hehe, the sword is a good sword, and the person is also a beauty, and today it will all belong to my son. Although he grinned from the pain of the wound on his back, the thought of being able to hug the beauty right away made it all worth it.

When he walked to the giant sword, perhaps to show his strength, the young man in brocade sucked his palm towards the ancient sword, but the ancient sword did not move at all, which made him feel embarrassed.

Not to be ashamed, the brocade-clothed young man bent down, his hands on the hilt of his sword, and tried to pick it up.

However, above the sword body, a cyan flame suddenly appeared, quickly climbing up to the palm of the brocade-clothed young man.

"My sword, are you qualified to touch it?"

An indifferent voice slowly came out of the mouth of the young man in black.

(End of chapter)