readx;?? It was late at night, and the sky was basically pitch black, except for the blinking stars that shone a little from time to time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Originally, it was just a little breeze, but suddenly there was a strong wind!

This is a small whirlwind that can only be triggered by someone constantly releasing their own cultivation breath.

These strong winds blew on the faces of the disciples of the Qinglan Sect, like a sharp knife cutting through them, which made people feel a little painful.

"They're coming!"

One of the disciples suddenly lost his voice and shouted.

It doesn't matter, even people outside the twenty steps can hear it. Suddenly, the steps on which Ling Xiaoye and the others were located became the focus:

"What's going on?"

"I don't know! I guess it's a group fight between two sects or something!"

"Hah, isn't that a good show?"

"Uh-huh, let's see. ”

Facing this sect that didn't even know its name, with a murderous look, Ling Xiaoye's expression was calm, he just asked his disciples to move behind him, and then asked Su Mengyu to block some attacks with a shield at a critical moment.

The disciples acted according to their words, and they all moved closer to Su Mengyu's position in the back.

A moment later, the guys who had released their strong cultivation to spiritual power finally came to a halt two feet away from Ling Xiaoye.

Before these people could speak first, it was the martial arts monk who was watching the excitement nearby and said loudly: "Yo, these are not people from the Thousand Yang Sect of the Wuxing Continent!"

"You know them well?"

"No, when the Floating Holy Island wasn't opened before, wasn't there some games below! Among them, this Thousand Yang Sect, there are two or three disciples, and they have won more than a dozen games in a row, although the later record has been broken, but it can be said that it has a good reputation. ”

"You can remember that. ”

"Nonsense, you can just use night vision to look at their clothes, behind everyone's practice clothes, there are two big characters 'Qianyang', which can be seen at a glance. ”

"Well, I saw it. So what about their strength? Aren't they the best of the best? ”

"To be honest, because they are from the outer continent, we don't know about strength. But when it comes to exercises, my evaluation is weird!"

"Weird? Is it the kind of trick that looks bland, but in fact hides a murderous motive?"

"Well, that's right, to be exact, it's the practice of yin poison, an attack with poisonous attributes, which is unguardable. Our Yuxu Empire, the most powerful Rain Soul Palace, sent a powerful young Illusion God Realm master, and as a result, he fought with this Thousand Yang Sect, and if he couldn't make three moves, the young martial artist of our Yuxu Empire fell to the ground directly!"

"Is it really that powerful?"

"Hey, won't you find out later?"

......

In the whispered discussion, those people who were called the sect of the Thousand Yang Sect by passers-by looked at Ling Xiaoye for a while, and then after a period of exchange of words, finally a young disciple walked to the front and acted as a spokesperson.

This man has a beautiful face, bright eyes, and a nose like an eagle's hook.

The man took two steps, stopped, and began to speak in a strange tone: "We are the Thousand Yang Sect of the Wuxing Continent, and now we have something to do with you, which one counts by talking?"

Ling Xiaoye stood up, took two steps forward, and then said, "Your faction suddenly visited at night, I don't know what it is?"

Ling's attitude was a hint of politeness, although he knew that this sect should be the helper of the two of them, and they wanted to rob the property. But he still didn't directly pick up the words, he wanted to hear first, what excuses these people wanted to use to cover up their shameless behavior.

The young man who spoke saw Ling Xiaoye's appearance through night vision, and also heard Ling Xiaoye's words. This person didn't speak, but observed Ling Xiaoye, and found that Ling Xiaoye was only seven in the Wheel of Life Realm, so he said in an arrogant tone: "You are the one who counts in this group of people?" Ha, I really overestimated you, a sect actually relies on a person who cultivates in the Wheel of Life Realm to support the field, it sounds very strange!"

When the rest of the Thousand Yang Sect heard this, they immediately laughed. They also sensed that the aura of cultivation exuded by Ling Xiaoye was really just the sevenfold life wheel realm, and they immediately didn't feel any pressure, but turned into a sense of relaxation, and they all laughed happily:

"Ha, how can a sect be reduced to such a state, and actually want a Destiny Wheel Realm martial artist to act as a façade!

"That's not, I really still look down on them, haha!"

"We don't need to do it at all, Senior Brother Lei will come out, everything can be done. ”

......

Ling Xiaoye listened to these whispered discussions, his face was still as flat as water, and he couldn't see anything unusual.

The person who spoke from the Thousand Yang Sect was still calm when he saw Ling Xiaoye in this situation, but he was very disgusted in his heart. But the man did not say it, but said something else:

"We are here to hand over the inheritance of the fate you encountered on the Thousand Machines Stone Tower! The treasures obtained on the Thousand Machines Stone Pagoda must also be handed over to us! Also, the valuable things on your body must also be presented with both hands. Otherwise, don't blame us for killing people in the Thousand Yang Sect without blinking!"

This person's voice was deliberately loud, just to make Ling Xiaoye feel pressured.

At the same time, this person also deliberately flaunted his cultivation strength, and suddenly released a fourfold cultivation spirit power of the Illusory God Realm, a strong wind rolled up by the spirit power.

This strong wind blew the people nearby and involuntarily closed their eyes. But Ling Xiaoye was not affected by anything, but let his long hair dance, still with a flat expression.

After the strong wind, the lively guys around them all whispered:

"It turned out that he was going to rob others! This Thousand Yang Sect is really going to pick an opponent and find such a weak sect. ”

"Heh, this kind of thing is very common. Who called this little sect to pick up some treasures and was discovered!"

"Then for sure, this world is the law of the jungle, and if the strength is too weak, come out to explore, only two or three masters of the Illusory God Realm are in charge, how can they compare to the five masters of the middle stage of the Thousand Yang Sect's Illusory God Realm?

"The inevitable thing, haven't you noticed, this little sect just let that young man come forward, this is simply a sheep into the tiger's mouth!"

As soon as these guys said this, the Qinglan Sect disciples, who originally had confidence in Ling Xiaoye, became nervous at this time.

They all knew that Master Ling's strength was extraordinary, but in such a narrow place, it should be quite difficult to face five Illusion God Realm masters.

They were so nervous that their faces turned ugly.