The leader of the forty-eight horned bears, even if they are encountered by a warrior, they can only turn around and run. To deal with the leader of a horned bear, Ye Xiang has done everything he can, let alone against so many.

The horned bear rushed wildly, the earth trembled, Ye Xiang felt that his heart was about to jump out, gritted his teeth, pinched the broken sword, pulled his legs and turned back to run, while desperately urging his whole body.

"It's not good...... Ye Xiang's face turned pale, he had just run out of energy, and now he was only recovering.

Although the horned bear is huge, its speed is not slow, and with the chase, the distance of the original twenty zhang was shortened to about five zhang. Ye Xiang could already smell the fishy smell of the horned bear behind him, gritted his teeth, and ran forward desperately.

But after running for a while, Ye Xiang's face became more and more ugly, there was a dead end in front of him, the four walls were all cliffs that were difficult to climb, and he couldn't climb with his bare hands at all, the horned bear chasing behind him had already pounced, the huge body, sharp claws, and the heart-oozing bloody mouth made Ye Xiang's heart tight.

Cold sweat dripped down from the corners of his forehead, and Ye Xiang's mind was already tense to the extreme.

Rumble......

A loud buzz came from his head, followed by a loud bang, as if an ancient gate was slowly opening.

The second secret realm, the Lingquan Secret Realm, was completely opened at the critical moment of life and death.

Immediately after, Ye Xiang's eyes were completely covered with a strange luster, and the ancient rhythm surged out, and he had only one thought in his heart, to walk out of here alive, and his five fingers suddenly opened slowly, and the broken sword in his hand actually floated strangely beside him.

Ye Xiang's eyes moved.

Shout......

The Broken Sword shot out, and it was spurred by a mysterious force, like a galloping wind, piercing into the jaw of the horned bear that first pounced on it, and then shuttled out of the top of its head.

Under the dim sky, in an inconspicuous closed mountain road, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy was surrounded by more than forty horned bears, only to see that the young man's eyes were glowing with a strange luster, floating at a height of three feet, a broken sword like a violent wind, shuttling among the horned bears, every time he pierced, a horned bear would fall.

Half an hour had passed, and all forty-eight horned bears had fallen to the ground.

With a sonorous thud, the broken sword fell to the ground.

Immediately after the pop, Ye Xiang fell to the ground, covering his head with both hands, and the sharp pain in his head was like thousands of ants gnawing, the pain made him convulse all over, and even his face was distorted, this pain lasted for a full quarter of an hour before it improved slightly.

Lying on the ground, Ye Xiang gasped heavily, his clothes were soaked with sweat, and his limbs were constantly trembling.

His head was as if something had been emptied, and what made Ye Xiang's heart palpitate even more was the inhuman pain, if he could move just now, he couldn't wait to grab the broken sword and give himself a sword to his neck.

After lying down for a long time, Ye Xiang's headache slowly disappeared.

"Is this the ability of the second secret realm, the Spirit Spring Secret Realm...... It seems that if you can not use it in the future, try not to use it. Ye Xiang said with palpitations.

Although the power is amazing, the side effects are too great, not only is the strength of the whole body drained, but also the feeling that everything in the brain has been drained, and he can't think about it anymore, and what is even more terrifying is the sharp pain in his head, which makes Ye Xiang die and come back to life.

After almost recovering, Ye Xiang struggled to get up, picked up the broken sword that was already missing, walked towards the horned bears, and cut off the tops of the horns one by one. The most precious thing on the horned bears is their single horn, a single horn is worth a piece of gold crystal.

Forty-eight unicorns, but forty-eight gold crystals, this is still the price of an ordinary horned bear unicorn, if it is the leader of the horned bear, the price will be higher, Ye Xiang estimates that it should also be worth seventy or eighty gold crystals, which is equivalent to what he spent in the previous two years.

After wrapping all the unicorns in cloth, Ye Xiang turned around and left.

About a quarter of an hour later, a group of six people appeared, led by a handsome man, about twenty years old, dressed in a silver silk robe, holding a pure gold sword, followed by an old man in a black robe and four stout middle-aged men in half-body armor.

The black-robed old man looks old, but there is a thick true yuan blooming in his eyes, and his eyes are in the true yuan, this is the martial cultivator who is about to step into the realm of the martial king, and the remaining four sturdy middle-aged men, on the exposed muscles, the true yuan trickles like a river, this is the strong man of the great martial arts realm.

And the five of them, all one step away from the handsome man, and their heads were slightly lowered.

"Young master, wait for the time being, wait for me to take a look." The black-robed old man strode forward, looked at one of the horned bears, and said casually with an expressionless face: "It's a sword wound, a sword pierced the jaw cartilage, pierced the skull and died, this sword technique is quite accurate." ”

The black-robed old man walked to the second horned bear, looked through it, and couldn't help but sigh, and continued to look at the third and fourth horned bears...... It wasn't until he finished reading the last horned bear that the solemn expression of the black-robed old man revealed solemnity, his eyes scanning the traces left on the ground, and his brows furrowed even deeper.

"Uncle Luo, have you found anything?" The handsome man at the head couldn't help asking.

"It wasn't made by that half-demon, it was the hand of a martial cultivator. Strangely, I couldn't tell what kind of swordsmanship this man was using...... All forty-seven horned bears were killed by a sword piercing their heads, and the sword was thick and not smooth enough, either the blade was dull or it was caused by a broken sword, but there was not the slightest sword mark left on the ground. The black-robed old man frowned.

"Uncle Luo, you are proficient in swordsmanship, and you can't even see it?" The handsome man at the head was quite surprised.

"It's really weird." The black-robed old man muttered: "This horned bear is not an ordinary horned bear, its strength is close to the second order, if you want to kill them, you must at least reach the level of a great martial artist." But all martial artists, the use of martial arts will definitely leave traces of true qi, but there are no traces on this ground. ”

"Killing forty-seven horned bears in a short period of time, and still piercing with a sword, the great martial artist should also be able to do this, maybe the attacker is equivalent to Uncle Luo's realm."

"Maybe." The black-robed old man nodded, and suddenly noticed that there was something on the ground, and immediately stepped out, Zhenyuan overflowed from under his feet, shaking the thing on the ground, and flipped it over, it turned out to be a special copper token, "Xuanxin Order, isn't this the entry order of the Xuanxin Sect of the ninth-level Martial Sect?" ”

"Sect entry order?" The handsome man was surprised: "Could it be that the master of the Xuanxin Sect is here?" ”

"Impossible, as far as I know, the assessment of the ninth-level sect in this area has long been over. Those masters won't carry a Sect Entry Order with them. The black-robed old man frowned, suddenly turned his head, and shouted, "Who?" Sneaky one, get out of here. ”

"Wait, don't do it." With a voice, a young man with a big cloth bag jumped out, it was Ye Xiang who went and returned, and when he was halfway through, he found that the Xuanxin Order on his body was missing, so he hurriedly ran back to look for it, and just happened to bump into these people, and he didn't know who the other party was, so he hid aside, and waited for the other party to leave before going to find the Xuanxin Ling.

Who knew that the other party would find out first, Ye Xiang could only come out.

"Who are you?" The black-robed old man stared at Ye Xiang.

"In Xia Ye Xiang, I lost something here, so I went back to look for it, if there is anything reckless, I hope you will forgive me." Ye Xiang arched his hand.

"Lost a thing...... the old man in the black robe shrank his eyes slightly, and raised the Xuanxin Order, "This thing is lost by you." ”

"Exactly!" Seeing Xuan Xinling, Ye Xiang was overjoyed.

Hearing this, the handsome man and the four middle-aged men with solemn faces all showed shocked expressions, if this token belonged to this young man, wouldn't it mean that these horned bears might have been killed by this young man? But this son is only at the level of a half-step martial artist, how can he do it?

"Since it's the little brother's, then it's better to give it back to the little brother." A smile appeared on the black-robed old man's face, and he immediately walked up and offered Xuan Xinling both hands.

"Thank you, senior."

"Little brother, take the liberty of asking, these horned bears were killed by the little brother?" The black-robed old man asked.

"Hmm!" Lost and regained, Ye Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and nodded subconsciously.

Hearing this, the handsome man and the others were shocked in their eyes, if it was a great martial artist who killed these horned bears, it would still be reasonable, but it was a half-step martial artist who made the shot, which was too incredible.

The handsome man and the black-robed old man exchanged glances, and the latter's lips squirmed slightly, and he actually talked to the handsome man in the method of true yuan into the sound.

"Young master, this son is worth befriending."

"Oh?"

"If I'm not mistaken, this son doesn't know how to use a sword." The black-robed old man said.

"I don't know how to use a sword...... "The handsome man was stunned.

"And he is only at the half-step martial artist level, relying on this realm alone, it is barely possible to kill a horned bear. If I'm not mistaken, this son could be a master. ”

"The ...... of the Emperor" The handsome man was suddenly moved, "Among the rumored tens of thousands of martial artists, there may be one Emperor?" ”

"In the same realm, one imperial is equivalent to ten martial cultivators."

The black-robed old man's eyes showed envy, "If he grows up, he wants to make friends again one day, but it will be difficult." If he reaches the realm of the Martial King, even if the old clan master comes, he may not be able to invite him, so ...... Befriending him will only do you good in the future. ”

"I know what to do." The handsome man couldn't help but nod.

The black-robed old man withdrew his gaze and Zhenyuan, and didn't say anything more.

"Since ancient times, heroes have been teenagers, and Brother Ye is amazing. Since we met here, it was fate, it was too late, it was quite dangerous on this ancient road, why don't we wait here for a night, Brother Ye can come with us, and then there will be a response, I don't know what Brother Ye wants? The handsome man smiled heartily.

"This ......"

"Hey, what is this, why do we and other martial arts cultivators need to be polite, under the Dongfang Sword, if Brother Ye doesn't dislike it, it's okay to call me Brother Dongfang, otherwise it's okay to call me by name." Dongfang Jian said with a smile.