Yang Xiaomu knew that Huameng would not believe in himself, but he had done his duty! As for what the outcome will be. That's not something you can manipulate!

After saying these words, he walked straight to the deep pit where the Jade Butterfly was located.

I am afraid that everything that happened here has long been known to the high-level of the Huameng, and even the Northern and Western Leagues, and they have already explored their own bottom in detail, and the reason why they did not return to the hotel was precisely for this reason, he did not want to involve Chu Wanjun and Lingling.

Of course, there is a more important reason, Yang Xiaomu has sensed several powerful aura, all of them are martial kings, and he has locked himself.

"Are you going to ask me to ask you out?" Finally came to the edge of the 'deep pit', Yang Xiaomu turned around.

"It is worthy of being an existence comparable to the will of the Martial Emperor Realm, and its perception is outstanding!" With the fall of the words, in the vast white snow in front of him, there were suddenly a series of collapses, and then, I saw several figures flashing out of it, there were six people, all of them were martial kings, and even in the distance, I could see black dots following at high speed.

These people are all dressed in white, made of special materials, which can blend well with the surrounding environment, only showing two eyes, except for the difference in color, just like thieves and assassins in the movie.

"Oh! There are still people from the Ji family, there is no need to hide your head and show your tail! "Yang Xiaomu had seen the Martial King of the Ji family, and immediately sensed that three of them were from the Ji family.

"As you wish!" The person who came was also very happy, and tore off the mask. The first person probably has the strength of a seventh-order martial king, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, exuding the smell of iron blood and killing, I am afraid that he comes from a mysterious department of the Huameng.

"My code name, Blood Lion, has no malice in coming this time, but there are some things that require your cooperation to investigate!" The first person spoke, ready to salute first and then soldier.

"I have some things to discuss with you, but not now!" Yang Xiaomu said.

"Hehe, I'm afraid I can't help you!" The triangular-eyed old man of the Ji family smiled gloomily.

"Are you really thinking about it again? To be honest, we really don't want to do it unless we have to! "Blood Lion Road.

"What nonsense to talk to him, take it away!" The hook-nosed old man of the Ji family waved his hand impatiently, "He has gone wrong in his practice, his current cultivation is just a martial sect, as long as he can obtain his treasures, not only us, but also the top combat power of the entire Huameng will have a qualitative leap." ”

Hearing this, the blood lion frowned, but he also knew that what the other party said was the truth, but he still reminded: "Don't kill him, catch him alive!" ”

"Tsk, boy, let's see where your arrogant capital is!" Hearing the order, the hooked nose and triangular eyes couldn't hold back any longer, and immediately struck.

Although they are all low-level martial kings, if they were in their heyday, Yang Xiaomu naturally didn't care, but now, he is not an opponent!

It's just that he was injured very quickly, and this is because the opponent didn't dare to kill him, coupled with the strong defense of the battle suit, although he was injured, he didn't lose his resistance.

Seeing this scene, the blood lion finally stepped out suddenly, and suddenly the wind surged. I don't know what exercises were used, but a huge blood lion phantom appeared in the body, not a phantom to be exact, but a true spirit, vivid.

Then, the blood lion slapped it with a palm, the huge blood palm was dozens of zhang in size, and with the slap of this palm, the air under the palm crackled and exploded, and it was crushed. Not to mention a person, even a mountain peak has to be smashed with one palm.

Facing this palm, Yang Xiaomu let out a long roar, and the strength of his whole body was gathered into this punch. The whole person shot up into the sky like a cannonball, trying to penetrate the bloody palm.

However, after all, it was the means of the Seventh-Order Martial King, and just after contact, his whole person flew out upside down, and his right arm was twisted like a twist.

"Ahh Yang Xiaomu was extremely unwilling, and his blood seemed to be burning, and he rose from the ground again, his left fist was just full of blood and flames.

Boom!

The result couldn't be changed at all, the blood-colored palm collapsed, and Yang Xiaomu was slapped into the ground fiercely, and the scarlet blood stained the snow red.

"It's still the Blood Lion Lord, it's really beyond our reach!"

"It's just a clown, how can it be the opponent of Lord Blood Lion." Seeing this scene,

"That's for sure, to deal with this kind of bed bug, as soon as Lord Blood Lion makes a move, it won't be able to catch it!"

Seeing this scene, Triangle Eye and the others got busy.

The Blood Lion is not only a high-level member of the Huameng, but also a seventh-order martial king, they dare not slack off, let alone offend, and their tones are full of flattery.

"Take him away!" In response, the Blood Lion just shook his head and ordered.

Someone immediately received the order and jumped down from the deep pit in the shape of a palm, it was not the Martial King, but the group of subordinates who came quickly.

"Ahh No! ”

However, the two jumped down fast, blasted out faster, accompanied by a scream, and the two people who blasted out exploded before they landed, and they couldn't die anymore.

Blood-colored flames rose from the deep pit, and the huge qi and blood covered the past like a blood wave, and in the center of the blood wave, a qi and blood oven appeared, and Yang Xiaomu, who was covered in blood, had eyes like electricity, staring coldly at the enemy.

Even if both arms are violently deformed, the fighting spirit is not endless!

As long as you are alive, as long as you still have a breath of air, you will never be caught.

"The trapped beast is still fighting, and it will be captured before it is tied!" The triangular eye quickly pulled out the snake sword and blasted it out, the huge sword ray, full of nine paths, one moment it was a sword, and the other moment it turned into a dragon snake, slashing towards Yang Xiaomu.

However, it can be clearly seen that when these swords entered the wave of qi and blood, they immediately had a feeling of being mired in a quagmire, and with the dripping rotation of the qi and blood oven, they collapsed one after another, and even devoured and refined the power in them.

Yang Xiaomu is using a means of fighting for his life!

And the Blood Lion and the others who saw this scene were undoubtedly shocked, they clearly sensed that Yang Xiaomu did not use his true qi at all, but he relied on the oven evolved by his exuberant qi and blood to repel the second-order Martial King, this method was simply unheard of, unseen, such a strong qi and blood was unparalleled in the world.

However, they also know very well that this is the price of burning life, that is, fireworks, exchanging life for eternity in an instant!

"Who else!" Yang Xiaomu roared, his strong unwillingness was like an abyss, and his fierce battle intent was like a heavenly sword.

This strong emotion even infected other people, making them feel the urge to retreat immediately.

Especially those soldiers in the Huameng, Yang Xiaomu is full of sadness in their eyes at this moment, the tiger fell into Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, the dragon fell into the shallows and was played by shrimp, he is a peerless master, and has no enemies, but now he can't play his due strength, and he is forced to do this, they can't imagine what kind of unwillingness this is.

Again, this is a kind of sadness!

(End of chapter)