Canglan City is about 5,800 miles away from Qingyunmen, most of the area is Yangguan Avenue, and there are a very few areas that pass through the mountains and forests, and you can ride all the way to it.

The black-maned horse that Ye Kong rode belonged to the most ordinary horses, which could travel 600 miles a day, and it would take about ten days to arrive.

There is still half a month to be the day of the Ye family meeting, if Ye Kong is delayed in the middle for a few days, half a month may not be enough.

The road leads to the sky, and there is no boundless.

Ye Kong rode on horseback, galloping to his heart's content, full of pride and ambition.

Ye Kong galloped all the way, and in the afternoon, he walked out of the sphere of influence of Qingyunmen.

Seeing that the sky was darkening, a small town appeared dozens of miles ahead, and the town was already lit up with sporadic lights.

Outside the town, tourists rushed towards the town, some were passing merchants, some were martial artists who hunted fierce beasts in the nearby mountains and forests, and so on.

Ye Kong lightly reined in the horse's reins, slowed down slightly, and hurried towards the town unhurriedly.

When he went out, Ye Kong always maintained due vigilance, habitually glanced at these travelers, and found that the guy with the highest cultivation was the seventh layer of the martial artist, and his heart relaxed a little.

Ye Kong didn't let go of his breath, and suddenly, the hairs on his body stood up involuntarily.

There is a murderous aura!

Ye Kong was the world's top special forces king in his previous life, wandering among bandits and maniacs all the year round, and he was very sensitive to murderous aura.

Just now, Ye Kong only sensed a wisp of murderous intent, and as soon as it appeared, it disappeared again, but Ye Kong was sure that it was definitely not an illusion.

Ye Kong became vigilant in an instant, the chaotic blue lotus in his eyebrows swayed gently, his mind was clear, and his eyes swept over the many travelers in front of him without a trace.

When Ye Kong's gaze swept to an ordinary old farmer who was carrying two vegetable baskets with a flat pole, Ye Kong's gaze suddenly shrank.

With the help of the Chaos Qinglian Martial Soul, Ye Kong clearly saw the cultivation of this old farmer, the first level of martial arts master, and the martial soul was a dark and lightless long sword.

The wisp of killing intent that Ye Kong had just sensed was sensed from this person.

The aura exuded from this person's body is only four layers of martial artists, and it is inconspicuous when thrown in the crowd, who would have thought that his true cultivation would be on the first floor of martial arts masters?

This person practiced the technique of constricting the aura, and also chose a place with a large number of people to shoot, just to give him a fatal blow when Ye Kong was careless, which can be described as exhausting.

If Ye Kong's vigilance was a little lower, I was afraid that he would become the soul of this person's sword, and Ye Kong was not sure that he would be able to block the killer of the martial arts master realm at close range.

Ye Kong remained silent on the surface, and his eyes swept over the other people's bodies one by one, and he didn't find that the others were abnormal, so he focused his attention on this old farmer.

As Ye Kong approached, the flow of blood in the old farmer's body unconsciously accelerated, but the muscles in his whole body had not changed much, if it wasn't for Ye Kong's vigilance in advance, he really couldn't have found it.

It's a professional killer!

Ye Kong instantly made a judgment, if he got close to this person's attack range, he would definitely usher in this person's fatal blow!

A martial arts master with a long sword in his hand is a dangerous distance within three zhang. At this time, Ye Kong is still eight zhang away from this person!

Ye Kong immediately made a decision, his arms trembled slightly, and all thirty-six silver dragon flying knives fell into his hands.

Ye Kong exerted the Tiangang Shura hand to the extreme, and the thirty-six silver dragon flying knives showed the momentum of thirty-six Tiangang out of his hand, overwhelmingly enveloping the old farmer.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Kong swung the reins of the horse to the side, clamped the horse's belly, and galloped away in another direction with the black-maned horse.

Passive defense is not Ye Kong's style.

Since it is determined that the other party is the enemy, even if the other party does not make a move, Ye Kong will also make a move without scruples!

To distance yourself is to make better use of the bow and arrow.

Facing a martial arts master, he is still a killer, Ye Kong will not give him any chance to get close.

The old farmer obviously didn't expect Ye Kong to suddenly make a move before he could get to him, and instantly pulled out a dim long sword from the flat shoulder, and the power of the sword martial soul in his body merged into the sword along the palm of his hand, and quickly swung it around his body.

This sword seems to blend into the night, but it faintly reveals a smart coercion, this is a one-star Xuan Soldier!

Ye Kong was still the first Tiangang Shura hand to display the consummation realm, and the thirty-six silver dragon flying knives came out together, and it was not easy for even a martial arts master to deal with it.

"Jingle ......"

After a crisp sound, all the thirty-six silver dragon flying knives were knocked out by the old farmer, but the cultivation of the old farmer was very large.

Those real travelers on the main road, when they saw someone fighting here, quickly avoided the distance, lest it affect themselves.

Ye Kong's Tiangang Shura hand is only a high-level martial art, and if he wants to hurt a martial arts master who is on guard, it is a little worse.

However, what Ye Kong needed was not to hurt this person, as long as he bought a little time, it would be enough.

"Whoosh ......"

As soon as the old farmer knocked Ye Kong's thirty-six silver dragon flying knives away, eighteen Qingxuan arrows galloped towards him with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, enveloping the old farmer's whole body.

While the old farmer was resisting the silver dragon flying knife, Ye Kong rode a black-maned horse to pull the distance more than ten zhang, holding his bow and arrows, and not giving the old farmer any time to breathe.

Before the old peasant let go, he had to swing the long sword in his hand again, and once again knock the eighteen sharp arrows flying in the sky.

These eighteen sharp arrows are all Qingxuan arrows, each arrow contains the power of the three tripods, and in terms of mystery, it is not as good as the thirty-six flying knives shot by Tiangang Shura's hand, and the strength is not comparable to those thirty-six flying knives.

The old farmer's face became very ugly, although he shot away the eighteen sharp arrows shot by Ye Kong again, he also had a feeling of being really angry.

He never thought that Ye Kong could shoot eighteen sharp arrows at once!

"Whoosh ......"

Eighteen more Qingxuan arrows broke through the air, with a little bit of cyan coldness, like rain hitting plantains, enveloping the old farmer.

"Boy, if you are seriously injured, I will kill you too!" the old farmer roared angrily, took a deep breath, jumped up like a big bird, and rushed towards the eighteen Qingxuan arrows.

The old farmer tried his best, but he only stopped twelve Qingxuan arrows, and was still shot by six Qingxuan arrows, but did not hit the vital point.

The old peasant's skin was as rough as dead wood, and it was obviously also a kind of body refining technique, he stuck the six Qingxuan arrows in his muscles, and exerted his light skills with all his might, narrowing the distance between himself and Ye Kong to within ten zhang.

Ye Kong simply gathered his horse and stood up, pulled out eighteen Qingxuan arrows again, pulled his bow and arrows, and eighteen sharp arrows cut through the air again.

Dealing with Zhong Cangyun, who was a third-layer martial arts master, Ye Kong was still unable to do it. However, against the guy at the first level of the martial arts master, Ye Kong is completely sure!

The old farmer quickly waved the long sword in his hand, wanting to stop the eighteen Qingxuan arrows again.

Who knew that when these eighteen Qingxuan arrows were close to him, they suddenly changed their direction halfway and shrouded the vital point of the old peasant's body.

The old peasant's face changed greatly, and he swung the long sword in his hand to the extreme, and only stopped nine Qingxuan arrows, and the remaining nine Qingxuan arrows all shot into the vital point of this person's body.

One of the arrows hit the throat!

The old farmer fell to the ground with a bang, his eyes were full of unwillingness, his pupils gradually dilated, and his soul returned to the netherworld.