Wei Chiyu saw that Ye Xiaochen's figure, who was destined to become the soul of his dagger, suddenly moved, and only a white light refracted by the blade appeared in front of his eyes. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What's the matter, why do I feel like I can't speak?" Wei Chiyu's eyes widened in horror, and then as he became unconscious, the whole person fell down with a bang.

Ye Xiaochen was dressed roughly, and found that his gorgeous sword move did not cause any excessive damage to Wei Chiyu's body, but only left a thin sword mark on his throat.

It was this sword mark that was neither deep nor shallow, and it was almost impossible to see with the naked eye that directly took the life of Wei Chiyu, a heavenly martial artist.

"This sword skill that ignores the realm and kills in seconds is really cool!" Ye Xiaochen muttered secretly, "If you can use it at will, it will be even cooler!"

Ye Xiaochen didn't have much time to think about anything else, he sat on the ground, regained his strength a little, and then hesitated for a moment, but still rummaged through Wei Chiyu's corpse.

He is no longer the boy who was a little apprehensive when he first came to the Infinite World. Dead people, during this time, have seen a lot.

Ye Xiaochen touched it for a while, but he didn't find any treasures on Wei Chiyu's body, and he couldn't help frowning slightly, and when he saw the pale yellow bag on Wei Chiyu's waist, he suddenly realized.

"Sure enough, it's a space treasure!" Ye Xiaochen picked up the bag with a smile on his face.

Without any hesitation, Ye Xiaochen picked up the ghost blade from the ground, put it into the pale yellow bag, and then walked to the bottom of the snow hill.

"By the way, that guy seemed to shoot an arrow when I came up?" Ye Xiaochen thought of that arrow, but his heart suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Ye Xiaochen hurriedly quickened his pace, walked down the snow hill, and saw that there was only one corpse in the same place, and Jiang Xiaohu who was crying in front of a corpse.

"Xiaohu, you're not dead?" Ye Xiaochen said with some surprise.

Jiang Xiaohu saw Ye Xiaochen, the tears on his face had not yet dried, but he shouted with some excitement: "Brother Ye!"

Ye Xiaochen walked over, and then saw Jiang Xiaohu lying next to Chen Zhiqiang's body.

"What's going on!" Ye Xiaochen let out an angry roar, never expecting that the arrow that guy shot in the end was aimed at Chen Zhiqiang!

Jiang Xiaohu's face was full of helplessness, and he said with a hint of tears: "I don't know, when I woke up, I saw that Uncle Chen was dead!"

Ye Xiaochen looked around, he remembered that there should still be two living people here!

"There are two fewer horses. Ye Xiaochen found that in addition to his and Jiang Xiaohu's horses, there were three horse's corpses on the ground, and only one horse that had been injured and lame was left and was wandering aside.

Looking at the corpses of several comrades on the ground, thinking that the two of them had actually fled like that, Ye Xiaochen couldn't help but feel sad.

"Xiaohu, don't cry, let's go quickly!" Ye Xiaochen's heart suddenly became alarmed, and the red-clothed guy suddenly appeared in his mind, and it seemed that the red-clothed guy seemed to be some kind of incense master of the Condor Sect, if the news of his death spread, maybe someone would chase him after him in a while.

Jiang Xiaohu raised his head, with a hint of hope on his face, and asked, "Brother Ye, can you take Uncle Chen with you?"

"This ......" Ye Xiaochen also thought of Chen Zhiqiang's care for him at this moment, so he had to nod, with a hint of sadness in his tone, "Okay, but others can't help it!"

A hint of pain flashed on Jiang Xiaohu's face, but he still nodded seriously.

After Jiang Xiaohu got on the horse, Ye Xiaochen helped Chen Zhiqiang's body up and tied it behind Jiang Xiaohu.

Ye Xiaochen was afraid that something would happen in a while, if it happened, he would definitely go to the back and let Jiang Xiaohu go first, so it was undoubtedly best for Chen Zhiqiang's body to be carried by Jiang Xiaohu.

Jiang Xiaohu drove the horse first, and Ye Xiaochen also turned over and followed closely.

And at this time, in the middle of Nanyun City.

A man with a beard and a Chinese face was furious, and roared, "Where is Akabane?"

On the ground lay several Condor Cult members trembling.

"A few pieces of waste, do you want to talk about it?" Webber's voice was like thunder, and he kicked a shivering congregation's head.

The sect member flew out upside down, slammed his head on the steps, and instantly fell unconscious.

"Say it or not?" Weber Bay snorted again.

Finally, a sect leader couldn't stand the intimidation and said tremblingly: "Back to the hall master, Wei Xiang master he...... The last time I saw him, he went to find the city lord of Nanyun City!"

"Oh?" Webber's eyebrows suddenly poured.

If it was usual, he would naturally dare to lead someone to fight the so-called Nanyun City City Lord's Mansion at this moment, but now, the Condor Sect and the Nanyun City City Lord are in a period of cooperation, and many things are not something that he, a small Wind Hall Master, can afford.

Webber Bay is not afraid of this sect member telling lies, under the majesty of his Wind Hall Master, these miscellaneous people are already very bold if they don't speak, who dares to tell lies?

Just as Weber Bay was thinking about it, a sect member with a red turban tied to his head ran in and said, "Qiyu Hall Master! Nanyun City Lord Zhao selflessly asks to see you!"

"What a coincidence!" Webber Bay snorted, "Let him in!"

Soon, Zhao Wuzhi followed a sect member in, and after seeing Wei Bowan, he didn't say hello, and said directly: "Hall Master Wei, just let Gongzi run back with scarred scars from a few of his subordinates, it is said that he met a fierce man, no, I was afraid that something would happen to Ling Gongzi, so I hurried over to tell Hall Master Wei!"

"What?" Wei Bowan showed a hint of surprise on his face, he didn't expect this kid of his own to be so bold, he thought that this kid was fooling around somewhere, who would have thought that he would actually borrow troops from the city lord of Nanyun City to go out of the city?

"Why does City Lord Zhao want to borrow soldiers and dogs?" Wei Bowan couldn't help but feel a trace of anger in his heart.

Zhao Wuzhi said lightly: "As the master of the Condor Sect, your son borrows soldiers from me, why should I not borrow them?"

When Wei Bowan heard this, he froze slightly, he also knew that Zhao Wuself couldn't be blamed for this matter anyway, not to mention that even if Zhao Wuself was blamed, what could he do?

Not to mention that the high-level people in the Condor Sect are now obviously relying more on Zhao Wuself, but more importantly, Zhao Wuself, as the city lord of Nanyun City bordering Zhanzhou, is already an Innate Realm martial artist.

"The words have been brought, Zhao said goodbye!" Zhao Wuself saw Wei Bowan's attitude, and his face was also very dissatisfied, he said casually, waved his sleeves, and walked out.

Webber Bay didn't care about Zhao Wuself, and shouted: "Come on, lead me to the horse!"

As soon as Zhao Wuzhi stepped into his sedan chair, the master on the side came over and said curiously, "My lord, how is it?"

"It's just a husband, and there is no way to teach his son, I'm afraid I'm going to break his precious son this time! Let's just watch the play on the side!" Zhao Wuself's eyes flashed with a hint of play, and then said in a deep voice, "Go home!"

At this time, Weber Bay rushed out of the mansion gate on a very strange horse, and rushed all the way out of the city, followed by more than a dozen Condor Sect members.