After another three days, Jiang Xiaohe, Xue Shaoyu and a group of black armor soldiers still stayed at home and recuperated in Yuefu Restaurant every day.

It's just that Yuefu Restaurant has a few more distinguished guests, and according to the guys in the restaurant, the leader is a son surnamed Shen.

Yan Xinfu finally couldn't hold it back.

That night, a black shadow appeared outside the door of Jiang Xiaohe's room, and he turned around and left.

"Who?"

Jiang Xiaohe, who was cultivating, immediately noticed it, his figure flashed, and he chased him out directly.

At the same time, the originally silent restaurant suddenly sounded the sound of breaking the air, and black shadows appeared from one house after another, closely following Jiang Xiaohe.

The speed of the man in black is not slow, but it is definitely not fast, and even when he felt that Jiang Xiaohe might not be able to keep up, he deliberately slowed down and let him follow.

A pillar of incense, the two of them appeared in an empty valley one after the other.

"Blood Orchid Valley. ”

Jiang Xiaohe muttered softly, Blood Orchid Valley is a small valley in Duzhou, and there are large areas of orchids growing in the valley.

Far from the mundane, the Blood Orchid Valley is surrounded by high mountains, and the breeze blows, and the fragrance of orchids is fragrant.

I don't know when the Blood Lan Valley became a place of Vietnam War between monks, and year after year, groups of monks stayed here.

Batch after batch of orchids were stained with blood, trampled, and crushed, but it wouldn't be long before they grew back.

As time passed, the soil in the Blood Orchid Valley turned blood-red, and the orchids nourished by blood bloomed more gorgeously.

"Jiang Xiaohe, let's count the new hatred and old hatred today!"

In the middle of the Blood Orchid Valley, a slender black shadow looked towards Jiang Xiaohe, and his eyes radiated a brilliant divine light in the dark night.

"Who are you?"

Jiang Xiaohe opened his mouth and asked, he really didn't know the black shadow opposite: "Since it's your life and death, what's the point of hiding your head and showing your tail?"

"Yanxin Mansion Yan Ming, I am here today to take your life, for the three elders who died in your hands, and because of your grand appearance, I took away the Black Armor Army. ”

Yan Ming didn't seem to be in a hurry to make a move, but instead talked to Jiang Xiaohe.

Jiang Xiaohe was not in a hurry, he also wanted to know who was standing behind Yanxin Mansion:

"If it weren't for your Yanxin Mansion and the Heavenly Mandate Hall joining forces to provoke me first, I wouldn't have troubled you!"

"Hmph, monks have always used their fists to reason, the skills of the three elders are not as good as people, and there is nothing to say about the death in your hands. ”

Yan Ming snorted coldly: "Similarly, you died in the hands of my sect today, and you have nothing to say if you think about it." ”

"In that case, let's see the real chapter under your hands!"

Seeing that he couldn't get out of the other party's words, Jiang Xiaohe didn't waste time, his fingertips were surging, and the black knife (burning stick) appeared, and as he rioted with the yuan force all over his body, it turned into a black light, tearing through layers of dark night and forcing towards Yan Ming.

A suffocating coercion emanated from Jiang Xiaohe's body, and the gentle night wind instantly became violent, and the surrounding orchids were suddenly swept into the air and crushed into mud.

"The mantis arm is a car!"

Yan Ming scolded, flicked his sleeves, and a majestic Yuanli Changhong roared out of his sleeves, instantly hitting the black mang.

With a crisp sound of "dang", the black knife collided with the long rainbow, the space staggered violently, and everything around seemed to be frozen.

After a full hour, the layers of ripples in the space spread outward like ripples, and an indescribably powerful impact swept away in all directions.

The entire blood orchid shook from a distance, and the delicate orchids were uprooted and rolled into the air in an instant, mixed with the soil and turned into a cloud of fragrant flower mud.

A large pit appeared between the two of them, the dirt around them completely turned upside down, and some of Bai Sensen's bones stood out in the night.

"Yes, it's worth my own shot!"

Yan Ming stood on the ground and nodded expressionlessly.

Jiang Xiaohe's figure was also motionless, the black knife was held in his hand, his face was solemn, his eyes were like knives, and he stared at Yan Ming, who was unharmed on the other side.

The previous move was just a mutual test, and the next step is the real battle!

"Come on, then!"

I only heard him shout, and the yuan power surging all over his body, the black knife in his hand was raised high, and the blade was instantly shrouded in a black mist.

Jiang Xiaohe took a step forward and appeared directly in the sky, only to see him in black clothes and black hair, dressed in hunting, standing against the wind.

"Kill the Army!"

As Jiang Xiaohe's black knife moved forward, a hundred-foot-long black light shot out from the blade, like a black dragon, tearing through layers of space and rushing towards the enemy on the opposite side.

In an instant, the huge Blood Orchid Valley was full of winds, dark clouds were thick, the moon was hidden at some point, and it was a dark night with no fingers around.

Only the black rays that almost blended with the night, exuding a brilliant luster, wrapped in endless killing intent, fell from the sky and slashed towards the black underworld.

The expressionless black darkness finally appeared on his face, and he saw his right hand clenched into a fist, and the yuan power in his body was like a raging storm.

A huge, visible fist shadow appeared in front of him in an instant, but in just one breath, the fist shadow changed from the size of a fist to the size of dozens of zhang.

Around the fist shadow, there were black holes one after another, the space was distorted like unbroken glass, and the yuan force in all directions was sucked by this huge fist shadow like a dragon absorbing water.

"Boom ......"

A punch blasted out, directly colliding with the hundreds of zhang black mang, the surrounding wind was swept away, the thick dark clouds were also dispersed, and the bright moonlight hung high in the air again.

Jiang Xiaohe's figure paused slightly, and his face turned a little pale.

Although the sword blocked Yan Ming's fist shadow, the strong impact still made him feel very uncomfortable.

Yan Ming still stood motionless, but there was already a hint of caution on his face:

With this punch, he used at least eighty percent of his strength, and in his opinion, even if he couldn't seriously injure Jiang Xiaohe, he would definitely be able to knock him down from the air.

However, the other party's breath was only slightly disturbed.

This is a strong opponent!

"Thunder Knife!"

Without waiting for Yan Ming to react, Jiang Xiaohe shouted again, and the black knife and black mangs went straight into the sky, and the dark clouds that had been dispersed gathered again, as if it was going to rain at any time.

Yan Ming's complexion changed, and a bad feeling arose in his heart.

When he looked up, he saw that among the dark clouds were silver thunder shuttles, densely packed, like silver dragons with teeth and claws.

Yan Ming's brows instantly wrinkled like a mountain of peaks and peaks.

He had asked people to collect Jiang Xiaohe's information, and knew that he could lead thunder, but it was only one, two, yes, this time he fought against Jiang Xiaohe, and he was prepared in terms of silver thunder.

However, the scene in front of him made his heart fall to the bottom in an instant:

One, two?

Look at the silver thunder in this dark cloud, I'm afraid it's a hundred, two hundred, right?

At this moment, Yan Ming couldn't wait to cramp and peel the skin of the Great Elder, crush his bones and scatter ashes, so as to relieve the hatred in his heart.

He even wondered if the Great Elder had deliberately made a mistake about the matter of the silver thunder, so that he could die under this heavy silver thunder and he would become the lord of the mansion himself.

However, all of this will have to wait until he has dealt with everything in front of him!

Countless thoughts flashed in his heart, but Yan Ming's movements were not slow at all, the yuan power of his fingertips surged, and a jade slip appeared directly in his hand.

As the Yuan Force in his body poured into it, Yu Jian suddenly shone brightly, and a thick light curtain shrouded him.

It's too late, it's fast, and at the moment when the light curtain shrouded the flames, the silver thunder in the sky had already been accumulated, and it rumbled down.

I saw a silver thunder with the thickness of an adult's waist slashing directly into the air, and in the blink of an eye, it slammed on the thick protective light curtain in front of Yan Ming's body.

Yan Ming's heart beat violently, and a trace of fear flashed from the depths of his pupils: Silver Thunder, this is the real Silver Thunder!

In this huge Qianyuan Continent, who is not afraid of silver thunder among those who are cultivators?

"Crackling, crackling. ”

Yan Ming watched as the silver thunder slashed at the protective light curtain, emitting a deafening roar, and then turning into arcs and disappearing.

A sudden ecstasy welled up in my heart!

Yan Ming's whole person became excited: resisted, Gu Jian resisted this silver thunder!

However, as he raised his hand again, the smile on his face had not had time to retract before it turned into a burst of horror:

What did he see?

In the black clouds, silver thunder the thickness of an arm fell from the sky and slashed down on the head.

Although the silver thunder this time was not as thick as the first time, the number of them was endlessly terrifying.

The dense silver thunder almost lit up the night, and the whole sky was shrouded in silver thunder, like a big net under his head.

"Ah......h

Yan Ming screamed, and the Yuan Force of his fingertips surged rapidly, and another Turtle Jane was stimulated by him, enveloping himself.

He had a total of two such turtle slips, which exhausted one-third of his savings, which were used to deal with Jiang Xiaohe's trick of leading thunder.

According to the big man, one turtle can handle five silver thunderbolts.

However, Yan Ming was cautious by nature and did not hesitate to buy two at a high price, just in case!

However, at this moment, he was full of remorse, he should have bought three, four, five......

Buy as much as you can!

Isn't this dense thunder net above the head three, five, ten, and eight?

"Boom ......"

Yan Ming only felt a dazzling silver light slash on the turtle slip, and then there was a crisp "click", and the first turtle slip completely cracked.

Yan Ming's heart was moved, and he was only frightened, and his hairs stood on end, and his soul was rising.

When he raised his eyes, Jiang Xiaohe on the opposite side was pale, the black knife in his hand was soaring into the sky, and the Yuan Force in his body melted into the sky with the black knife.

"Fight!"

Yan Ming's heart was ruthless, and he saw that the yuan power of his fingertips surged, and a fine light pierced through the layers of light curtains of Gu Jian, and stabbed directly at Jiang Xiaohe's chest.

With a "poof", Jiang Xiaohe only felt a huge force crashing over, and although the protective light curtain in front of him resisted most of the force, there were still some hits in his chest.

The move of "Thunder Knife" was originally extremely large for the monk's Yuan Power consumption, and it was not easy for Jiang Xiaohe to persist until the second layer of silver thunder fell.

Now, suddenly being hit by this force, the breath in his chest was suddenly discharged.

I saw that his face was pale, blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth, and the black light that rushed to the sky disappeared in an instant, and his whole person instantly lost his strength and fell from the sky.