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The young man had silver hair, dancing lightly in the wind, dressed in white, his eyebrows were like swords, and his face was like a knife, which invisibly exuded a coldness, which made people daunting.

When the voice fell, his speed remained the same, as if he was strolling leisurely, but in just a few steps, the young man appeared a hundred meters in front of Ye Wushuang.

"Shrink the ground into inches!"

The moment he saw this scene, a solemn look appeared in Ye Wushuang's eyes.

The aura of youth is only slightly stronger than Ye Wushuang, a half-step sage.

But the young man's body, the aura exuded made people tremble.

The danger that the young man gave to Ye Wushuang far exceeded that of Liyunzi, who was killed by Ye Wushuang, Ye Wushuang knew that this person's strength was extremely strong, and it should not be underestimated at all, and this battle would be extremely difficult.

The cultivation of young people, under the sage, even if it is a powerful person in Shenxiao Sect, it is not easy to intervene.

"Who are you?"

"You shouldn't be a disciple of the Tianyuan Divine Sect, right?"

Among the inner disciples of the Tianyuan Divine Sect, Ye Wushuang did not find such a figure, and his clothes were not the clothes of the inner disciples of the Tianyuan Divine Sect.

"You guessed it!"

"Naturally, I'm not a disciple of the Tianyuan Divine Sect!"

"If you defeat me, you may be entitled to know where I come from!"

The silver-haired young man's eyes were full of disdain.

His pride was the kind of pride that came from the marrow, not arrogance, as if it were born that way.

"This little guy comes from something that must be extraordinary, not a character that the Tianyuan Divine Sect can teach!"

"Little leaf, you have to be careful!"

The Sky Swallowing Leopard on Ye Wushuang's shoulders reminded loudly.

"Understood!"

"But, no matter where he came from, he was still doomed. ”

Ye Wushuang stepped out in one step, and said in a cold voice.

"Disciple of Shenxiao Sect, Ye Wushuang!"

"Huh!"

"I don't want to know your name, I never remember the names of dead people!"

Young people are proud.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

At this time, in the distance, one after another figures swept over, and in the blink of an eye, they came to Ye Wushuang's body.

"Who are you?"

"Why are you outside my Shenxiao City, blocking and killing my Shenxiao Sect disciples!"

The person who came was none other than the elder of the Shenxiao Gate, Xuan Ling.

"Huh!"

"If my guess is right, you're Xuanling!"

"You'd better not interfere, this is a battle in the same realm, and if you are a backer, Shenxiaomen is not good!"

The silver-haired young man's gaze fell on Xuan Ling's body, even in the face of such a terrifying existence as Xuan Ling, there was still no trace of fear in the eyes of the silver-haired young man.

Calmly, that is, calmly, Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and did not change his color.

And dare to threaten Xuan Ling.

"You're from Tianzhou?"

Xuan Ling's eyes shrank, and his voice said coldly.

"You guessed right, so you should know that if you dare to make a move on me, then you have to meet the wrath of my elders, just Shenxiaomen, you are not qualified and courageous to meet the wrath of my elders!"

"The rules of Tianzhou, fighting with the martial artists of the realm, the elders must not interfere, otherwise you know the consequences very well!"

This is red. Bare. Naked threats.

"Huh!"

"Tenju?"

"I don't know if the people of Tianzhou are so proud, so what is their strength?"

At this time, after Ye Wushuang saw Xuan Ling's face, he stepped out, and his fierce gaze fell on the silver-haired young man, Ye Wushuang knew that it seemed that this matter could only be solved by himself.

"Tianzhou martial artist, naturally it's not something that an ant like you can defeat!"

The silver-haired young man said proudly.

"Really?"

"I heard just now that when a martial artist in the same realm fights, the rule of Tianzhou is that even if he is killed, the elders will not interfere, right?"

A chill appeared at the corner of Ye Wushuang's mouth.

"Yes, fighting with the realm, even if you die, the elders will not interfere, because that is their own incompetence!" the silver-haired young man said coldly.

"That's good!"

"I'm afraid that if I'm not careful, I won't be able to control my hand and kill you directly!"

Ye Wushuang's incomparably sharp gaze fell on the silver-haired young man's body.

"Are you dreaming?"

Hearing Ye Wushuang's words, the silver-haired young man's eyes were filled with a cold killing intent.

"Wushuang!"

Hearing Ye Wushuang's words, Xuan Ling's face changed slightly.

The martial artists of Tianzhou have an extremely terrifying foundation, and they are not comparable to ordinary people at all.

"Elder Xuanling, don't worry, I know it in my heart!"

Ye Wushuang's voice sounded in Xuan Ling's ears.

"Be careful!"

Xuan Ling was extremely helpless, which forces in Tianzhou were indeed not existences that Shenxiaomen could provoke, everything could only depend on Ye Wushuang.

"Let's shoot!"

"Let me see the strength of Tianzhou!"

Ye Wushuang's eyes erupted with terrifying battle intent.

"Ignorance!"

"Then I'll let you ants, see the strength of Tianzhou!"

The moment the silver-haired young man's voice fell, the terrifying momentum suddenly erupted.

Kick, Kick!

The warriors who were close to the perimeter, at this time, felt the terrifying momentum, and their bodies were directly forced to retreat.

Among these people, there are many sage figures.

"Hmm!"

At this moment, seeing that Ye Wushuang didn't move at all, a touch of surprise appeared in the eyes of the silver-haired young man.

"You're not bad, but you're just good!"

The silver-haired young man thought that he could crush Ye Wushuang with his momentum alone, but Ye Wushuang surprised him.

"Isn't that good?"

Hearing the silver-haired young man's words, Ye Wushuang's eyes were filled with a touch of murderous intent that was extremely cold.

At this moment, in Ye Wushuang's acupoint, the black power of the sky was burning wildly, and the Heaven and Earth Holy Dragon was running automatically.

"Fist Crash!"

Under the gaze of a pair of eyes, Ye Wushuang moved, swept out like lightning, and appeared in front of the silver-haired young man, and his fist burst out without hesitation.

"Huh!"

"Angry?"

Seeing Ye Wushuang's fist crashing out, a touch of contempt appeared in the eyes of the silver-haired young man.

Slowly raised his hand and grabbed at Ye Wushuang's fist, to put it mildly, but above his claws, there was an extremely terrifying outburst of rules.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang.

Ye Wushuang's trembling rules and collapse rules exploded instantly, and the silver-haired young man's face changed in an instant, and his body flew out directly from being bombarded.

"Boom!"

I saw that the silver-haired young man's body fell directly into the huge mountain peak behind him, and the entire huge mountain peak collapsed in an instant, and the dust flying in the sky covered the collapsed mountain peak.

"Hmm!"

At this moment, Ye Wushuang's fierce gaze stared at the collapsed mountain peak.

"Dead?"

"The martial artist of Tianzhou, is this all he can do?"

"What hubris!"

"Ye Tianjiao, worthy of being my idol!"

“......”

Outside Shenxiao City, young people looked at Ye Wushuang with excitement on their faces.

"Boom!"

At this moment, I saw a silver-haired young man, and his body burst out from the collapsed mountain.

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