Yang Xin'er saw that Liu Xiaoyuan was so presumptuous, and a monk in the Jindan stage didn't take himself, a monk in the Yuan Infant stage, in his eyes, and was immediately furious.

"Okay, I'll let you see, Jin Dan and Yuan Ying are not the same!" Yang Xin'er said, and the whip in his hand swept away towards Liu Xiaoyuan.

When Liu Xiaoyuan saw the whip flying towards him quickly, he immediately toe a little in the void, and then the whole person stepped back with a whoosh.

However, Yang Xin'er's whip followed her like a shadow, no matter how Liu Xiaoyuan retreated, Yang Xin'er's whip always followed.

"Blood Drinking Sword!" Liu Xiaoyuan immediately sacrificed the Blood Drinking Sword to meet the enemy, wanting to see the true power of the Blood Drinking Sword.

After the Blood Drinking Sword was sacrificed by Liu Xiaoyuan, it immediately flew towards Yang Xin'er's whip, and the Blood Drinking Sword actually dragged a long blood-red tail, which looked both gorgeous and terrifying.

The blood-red tail looked like it was made of blood, making the enemy shudder.

Yang Xin'er saw the blood-red tail of the Blood Drinking Sword, and said angrily: "The evil sect is crooked, and I will definitely teach you a lesson today." ”

In Yang Xin'er's opinion, the blood-red tail of the Blood Drinking Sword meant that this high-level magic weapon was something possessed by the Evil Sect.

"Fart!" Hearing Yang Xin'er say that his magic weapon was an evil crooked way, Liu Xiaoyuan became angry, and immediately burst into a foul mouth.

Yang Xin'er was furious, and immediately urged the whip in his hand with all his strength, and swept towards the Blood Drinking Sword.

Now, Yang Xin'er's goal is not Liu Xiaoyuan, but this blood-drinking sword, in Yang Xin'er's opinion, I will destroy your flying sword, see how arrogant you are.

However, Yang Xin'er forgot one thing, her whip is a high-grade spiritual weapon, and Liu Xiaoyuan's blood drinking sword is also a high-grade spiritual weapon, which can be described as half a catty and eight taels, no matter what it is.

Moreover, maybe Liu Xiaoyuan's blood drinking sword is more precious and more powerful than the whip in her hand.

Seeing Yang Xin'er sweeping the whip towards the Blood Drinking Sword, it was exactly what Liu Xiaoyuan wanted, Liu Xiaoyuan just verified the power of the Blood Drinking Sword, and looked at Yang Xin'er's whip to see who was powerful.

The two magic weapons were under the control of the two of them, and they immediately struck in the air.

The two magic weapons made a crackling sound, and Yang Xin'er's whip was like a swimming dragon, constantly winding around Liu Xiaoyuan's blood drinking sword, wanting to entangle the blood drinking sword, but the blood drinking sword was not vegetarian, and in the face of the whip's attack, the blood drinking sword could also attack while dodging.

"Not good!" Liu Xiaoyuan immediately felt that the aura in his dantian was losing quickly, just like a small horse-drawn cart.

As a monk in the Jindan period, using high-grade spiritual weapons, it is just a small horse-drawn cart, and the spiritual energy is a little out of supply.

Once the Blood Drinking Sword loses the control of its owner, the combat power will immediately decline, and when the time comes, it will be taken by Yang Xin'er, a woman, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

Liu Xiaoyuan immediately summoned the monk of the late Yuan Infant period, and suddenly, Liu Xiaoyuan felt as if the aura in his dantian was inexhaustible.

"You ......" Yang Xin'er's eyes were about to fall out, how could Liu Xiaoyuan suddenly become a monk in the late Yuan Infant period, what was going on?

With such a distraction, the blood drinking sword in the air immediately cut Yang Xin'er's whip to the ground, this is still Liu Xiaoyuan's timely stop, otherwise Yang Xin'er's whip may be directly cut down by the blood drinking sword.

"Hey, what kind of plane are you doing, master duel, the most taboo half-hearted, what happened to you just now? If you are fighting against the enemy, you are dead now, maybe Yuan Ying will not be able to escape!" Liu Xiaoyuan looked at Yang Xin'er and said loudly.

Yang Xin'er looked at Liu Xiaoyuan and didn't say anything, and said after a while: "Why did you suddenly become a monk in the late Yuan Infant period?"

Chen Qiaoling, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was even more surprised, after Liu Xiaoyuan summoned the monks of the late Yuan Infant to come out, Chen Qiaoling felt that Liu Xiaoyuan's momentum was wrong, but she never expected that Liu Xiaoyuan would suddenly become a cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period.

"Senior Yang, you said that he was a cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period?" Chen Qiaoling came to Yang Xin'er and asked in surprise.

Yang Xin'er nodded and said, "Yes, he is now a cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period, and I can't be wrong about this." ”

Chen Qiaoling looked at Liu Xiaoyuan with wide eyes, his face full of incredulity.

Liu Xiaoyuan only had ten minutes to summon the monks of the late Yuan Infant, and as soon as the time came, the monks of the late Yuan Infant immediately disappeared.

So, in the limited time, get what needs to be done.

"Senior Yang, do you want to compete?" Liu Xiaoyuan looked at Yang Xin'er and asked.

Yang Xin'er glanced at Liu Xiaoyuan, although they were all monks in the late Yuan Infant period, but compared with the sword immortals in the late Yuan Infant period, they would definitely not be able to beat them.

"No!" Yang Xin'er sighed and directly put away his whip.

Before, Yang Xiner also said that Liu Xiaoyuan was not worthy of Yang Zihan, saying that the two were not people of the same world.

Now, after seeing Liu Xiaoyuan's ability, Yang Xin'er decided that she was very wrong, with Liu Xiaoyuan's current cultivation, even if Yang Zihan was afraid that if he caught up, it would definitely be difficult to catch up.

Yang Xin'er seemed to have been slapped by someone, and her face was hot and painful.

"Senior Yang, I remember you said that Yang Zihan and I are not from the same world?" Liu Xiaoyuan remembered Yang Xin'er's words very clearly, and Liu Xiaoyuan would never forget this matter for the rest of his life.

Yang Xin'er didn't speak, but lowered her head and lowered her head in shame.

Seeing that Yang Xin'er didn't speak, Liu Xiaoyuan thought to himself, you think that if you don't speak, you will be fine, and my brother will take back all the revenge of the day.

"I said, people can't be good-looking, and the sea can't fight, Senior Yang, do you think I said this?" Liu Xiaoyuan looked at Yang Xin'er and asked.

Yang Xin'er still didn't speak, just nodded, this matter was as if someone had revealed a scar, and she was ashamed.

Chen Qiaoling didn't understand the truth of this matter, and glanced at Yang Xin'er with big eyes, and then at Liu Xiaoyuan, hoping that the two of them would tell her what was going on.

"Senior Yang, what did you say at the time? Please tell me, I want to hear it again. Liu Xiaoyuan snorted coldly, looked at Yang Xin'er and asked.

Yang Xin'er didn't speak, she didn't have the face to speak, just when Liu Xiaoyuan was about to speak, Yang Xin'er suddenly seemed to be crazy, waved her sleeves, and said loudly: "Enough!"

Just said these two words, and then Yang Xin'er flew out in front, extremely fast, and in an instant, he disappeared from Liu Xiaoyuan's Chen Qiaoling's sight.

(End of chapter)