"Black Eagle, the Lord has given you a hundred days, and the housekeeping is finished, is it time to fulfill your promise?"

The peak of Black Eagle Peak is the residence of the patriarchs of the Black Eagle clan for generations, and the patriarch of this generation: Black Eagle has a gloomy personality and does not like to be lively, so the huge Eagle Hall is empty.

At this time, an abrupt voice suddenly sounded, and the black eagle in cultivation suddenly opened his eyes, and saw that standing in front of him was a child in a white robe who looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old.

This child was born with red lips and white teeth, clear eyebrows, and a little vermilion in the center of his eyebrows, which made him look a little more demonic.

"The daffodils are coming, the black eagle has not been far away, and I ask the fairy children to forgive their sins!"

When Black Eagle saw this man, he quickly got up and saluted.

"The Black Eagle Patriarch is serious, I'm just here to convey the Lord's words. ”

Seeing that Black Hawk's attitude was so respectful, the narcissus boy had less anger between his eyebrows, and his tone of voice was softer.

"Thank you Narcissus Tong, the clan affairs have been dealt with, and now I know that Jiang Xiaohe is in the state of bear's legs, and someone has been dispatched. ”

Black Hawk's tense heart relaxed, and he beckoned outside, and several powerful elders in the clan soon appeared to entertain the daffodils in person.

Narcissus does not refuse, Black Eagle has always pulled his face, some things are very boring as long as he is there.

......

"Young Lord Xu's life was saved. ”

As soon as he heard the news, Xu Qiuling's hanging heart finally relaxed. But the next moment, his heart completely fell to the bottom:

"However, the muscles and veins all over the body are broken, the sea of qi is destroyed, and there is no hope of cultivation in this life!"

After Dr. Xun said this, Xu Qiuling suddenly felt that his eyes were black, and the world was spinning, and he was almost about to fall.

There is no hope for cultivation in this life, and there is no hope for cultivation......

"Doctor Xun, you are the most prestigious physician in Yuejiao Prefecture, are you ...... Is there really no way around it?"

At this time, Xu Qiuling was like a man in the water, and he saw a piece of driftwood from a distance, and he wanted to swim over desperately to catch it.

"Pavilion Master Xu, you are also a faction and well-informed, have you ever heard of any way to connect the muscles and veins and regenerate the sea of qi?"

Pharmacist Xun sighed heavily, there is no way to teach his son, this is a matter of time.

"Elder Lin, please send the pharmacist to you. ”

......

Jiang Xiaohe and Chen Jinshui took advantage of the chaos to sneak down the mountain, and after abolishing Xu Zijin, they changed their faces and went north directly.

All the savings of Yijian Pavilion for nearly a hundred years were taken away by them, and they also set a fire to burn most of Yijian Peak, and the evil qi held in their hearts finally came out, and after another morning of distributing the spoils, the two finally appeared contentedly outside the official road of Yuejiao Prefecture.

"Xiao He, your fire is really powerful, if it weren't for such a powerful means, we wouldn't have succeeded so easily!"

Chen Jinshui rode a fat and strong black horse, with a smile on his face, and the inventory of the First Sword Pavilion was filled with three spatial rings, which was better than the ten Mu families.

"It was a flame derived from the essence blood of an old phoenix, which was naturally unusual. ”

Jiang Xiaohe was also very happy that the storage room on the first floor of the Diwei Tower, which had been sucked by the Yin and Yang Disk, finally had some things on it.

As for Yijian Pavilion, after they dealt with those messes, Jiang Xiaohe and Chen Jinshui had already left Yuejiaozhou, and the world was big, and finding the two of them was tantamount to looking for a needle in the bottom of the sea.

Ten days later, on the night, the two passed through Sanlin Prefecture and entered the territory of Pingdao Prefecture.

"Brother Chen, let's separate here, we will meet again in the future!"

The Black Eagle Clan has not moved for so long, I am afraid that they are holding back their big moves, Jiang Xiaohe can almost imagine that the next thing that will greet him will be a storm, and he doesn't want to involve Chen Jinshui.

Chen Jinshui lowered his head, the smile that had often hung on his face in the past few days gradually faded, and if he was separated, even if Xiao He didn't say it, he would have to say it.

What he was going to do next was just as dangerous, and he didn't want to involve Xiao He either.

"In this way, you and my brother will say goodbye!"

Chen Jinshui gave Jiang Xiaohe a piece of jade slip: "If I encounter any difficulties in the future, even if it is thousands of rivers and mountains, I will definitely come to the rescue!"

Jiang Xiaohe also left him a piece, and after clenching his fists and saying "take care", he clamped the horse's belly and disappeared into the dark night.

Chen Jinshui turned his horse's head and went back, he wanted to go back to Sanlin Prefecture, there was a person who should be killed who was not dead yet!

When the sky was bright, the dusty Jiang Xiaohe finally entered Pingdao Prefecture, Pingdao Prefecture can enter Liuyinzhou in the north, Pinghai Prefecture in the west, and Pingjiao Prefecture in the east, which is a prosperous place in the 36 states second only to Hanwu Prefecture.

Jiang Xiaohe found an inn to rest, and he was going to go north all the way across the bear's belly and go directly to the forty-eight states.

Along the way, Jiang Xiaohe has been very careful, not only has he changed his appearance, but he has even found an inconspicuous inn for rest, but the Black Eagle clan still found him.

Looking at the six black-clothed and masked Black Eagle Clan disciples in front of him, Jiang Xiaohe had no other emotions in his heart except for deep surprise:

If he could, he really wanted to ask how these people had found him, and he thought to himself that he hadn't shown any signs along the way.

However, the other party obviously will not give him an answer to this question.

"Jiang Xiaohe, hand over the jade slip and spare your life!"

One person at the head is a seventh-level martial artist, five people behind him, three third-level martial artists, and two fourth-level martial artists.

In the eyes of Black Hawk, such a lineup could not be safer against a minor friar who has been enlightened for less than two years.

After all, when he first met Jiang Xiaohe, Jiang Xiaohe was just a small martial artist second-level, and in just a few months, even if he had the talent to defy the sky and break through the martial arts realm, such a camp was enough.

Of course, he also knows Jiang Xiaohe's performance in Qingyun Prefecture and Yuejiao Prefecture, but how can the combat effectiveness of the Black Eagle clan be comparable to those ants who have never seen the world?

Jiang Xiaohe didn't think about it, he took out another jade slip that recorded Mrs. Mu's birthday gift list and threw it over, looking at this martial artist level 7 and smiling contemptuously:

"I gave it, do you dare to see it?"

The seventh level of the martial artist's face froze, rubbing the jade slip in his hand, he was a little undecided for a while, and he remembered the patriarch's explanation when he was leaving:

"Don't check it out without permission, or no one will be able to save your life!"

The seventh level of the martial artist put away the jade slip, and his eyes swept Jiang Xiaohe like a knife: "Between the truth and falsehood of the jade slip, you might as well come with us!"

"Hmph, since you can't be the master, what do you say to spare my life?" Jiang Xiaohe sneered, and rushed towards the seventh level of the martial artist at the front with a burning stick.

"Sure enough, he was influenced by Brother Chen, and he had to say a few words of nonsense before going to war. ”

Jiang Xiaohe secretly thought in his heart, the pace of divine walking was used by him to the extreme, and his whole body was like a wandering black and white landscape painting, floating illusory, like a ghost.

The burning stick in his hand emitted a dazzling black glow in the dark night, and every time he came into close contact with the enemy's talon cover, a low muffled sound would be remembered on the ground:

The claw set with the muffled sound of fingers falling to the ground!

Only one shuttled, except for the seventh level of the martial artist, the other five people all saw blood, the most serious two, the right wrist was cut off, and the bare wrist was spurting blood.

The lighter one, too, had two or three fingers chopped off.

A shuttle.

Yes, just a shuttle!

In the two months when he was hiding in the Yijian Pavilion, Jiang Xiaohe entered the Diwei Pagoda every day to practice penance, and two months in the Diwei Pagoda was twenty months, nearly two years.

Jiang Xiaohe walked out of the gravity room, entered the killing room, got out of the killing room, and entered the Lost Valley Forest.

His combat effectiveness has increased at a speed that is visible to the naked eye, and his cultivation has also been directly promoted from the first level of a martial artist to the third level of a martial artist.

There has been a big breakthrough in the magic and nameless sword techniques.

Yes, with the cultivation of the third level of the martial artist, two opponents were seriously injured and three people were lightly injured in one round.

"You...... Are you Jiang Xiaohe?"

The seventh level of the martial artist was stunned when he looked at the scene in front of him: when he was about to leave, the patriarch clearly said that he was just a newly enlightened ......

"Black Hawk must have told you that I'm just a little martial artist, am I?"

Jiang Xiaohe was also a little surprised in his heart: it is said that he had also fought twice with the disciples of the Black Eagle Clan, how could the other party almost ...... his own strength Nothing?

Of course, he didn't know that the Black Eagle clan had been busy with civil strife some time ago, and news from various places was not circulating at all.

Therefore, those who died, the Black Eagle clan still did not know, or it was too late to pay attention to these things.

The seventh level of the martial artist didn't speak, just stared at Jiang Xiaohe with a wary face, secretly thinking about a way to get out in his heart, although it was only a round, but with his eyesight, he could naturally see that Jiang Xiaohe was not easy to deal with.

"Three days, be impressed!"

Jiang Xiaohe said coldly, waving the burning stick in his hand and pounced on the lightly injured again.

"Brother Heixun, you hurry back and report the news, our brothers will drag him down!"

Suddenly, a thin man behind him suddenly spoke, his left hand had three fingers cut off, but he still fearlessly rushed towards Jiang Xiaohe.

However, for Jiang Xiaohe, facing a monk in the same realm, he has enough ability to kill directly!

Every wisp of Yuan Force in the sea of qi that Jiang Xiaohe inhaled had been tempered by the veins, which was not only refined, but also much more condensed than ordinary monks, which was the confidence that he could challenge beyond the level.

And all of this was brought to him by Diwei Tower.

For the third-level martial artist in front of him, he didn't even look at it, and directly slashed over, and the opponent's head flew high, and the blood in his cavity splashed Hei Xun's face like a fountain.

"You guys get out of here!"

Hei Xun finally reacted, his figure flashed, and he appeared directly in front of Jiang Xiaohe, with a silver long sword in his hand blocking Jiang Xiaohe's burning stick that slashed at another person.

"I'll stop him, you guys go quickly, you must spread the news!"

Hei Xun roared, his whole body rioted, the long sword in his hand shone in an instant, and the sword intent was vigorous, cutting through the dark night, and the illusory sword shadow dragged a silver ray to stab at Jiang Xiaohe.

Jiang Xiaohe had to return to the knife.

This is called Hei Xun, the long sword is really good, before the sword intent is close, Jiang Xiaohe feels the cold Sen Rui intent enveloping him, and the fine sword light cuts his protective shield, and the protective shield begins to dissipate at a speed visible to the naked eye.