"Stop, who is so presumptuous, don't hurry back!"

Xiao Yuanxing, the sect master of the Youtan Sect who was sitting on the seat next to Hu Sisi, scolded angrily.

Immediately, a burly disciple flashed out, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Tie Anxing, who was still walking towards Hu Sisi's side with straight eyes, step by step, and with a shake of the long sword in his hand, he was ready to stop Tie Anxing!

At the moment when the long sword of this Youtan Sect disciple was unsheathed, a little cold light flashed out from behind Tie Anxing, Tie Anxing continued to move forward, and this Youtan Sect disciple who wanted to stop him fell to the ground on his back, but the long sword in his hand was only half drawn!

A small sword hole appeared in the throat of this disciple, imperceptible.

The whole venue suddenly exploded!

Countless people felt no less than a storm in their hearts, because they didn't see how this Youtan Sect disciple was knocked down at all, but they all saw that cold light clearly, and they all set their eyes on the mute young man.

The mute boy still walked behind Tie Anxing, impartial, maintaining a distance of three feet.

His eyes were empty, his hands were slightly raised at his waist, and a long sword was stuck diagonally above his belt, but it was wrapped in a thick black cloth, and it was impossible to see what kind of sword it was. People didn't even understand what kind of weapon this young man had just used to knock that Youtan sect disciple down!

Tie Anxing's body and movements remained unchanged at all, and the world had completely disappeared in his eyes, leaving only Hu Sisi, a peerless beauty, and he even felt that the beauty was looking at him shyly and timidly at the moment, which was Tie Anxing's own feelings.

In an instant, without waiting for Xiao Yuanxing to give another order, five more people immediately flashed out at the same time, surrounding Tie Anxing and the mute boys, each with a long sword in his hand across his chest, looking like he was facing a great enemy.

Xiao Yuanxing's face sank like water, and he secretly talked to the master of smoke weaving, and the two of them left their seats at the same time and walked towards the field.

At this moment, the field changes and regenerates!

"Sect Master, Senior Brother Lin, he ・・・・・・" A disciple had already inspected the fallen man, and suddenly shouted in a hiss.

Needless to say, that disciple was already dead.

Hiss, the whole venue was filled with gasps of cold air.

What is this place?

The important sect of the Youtan Sect, and the powerful ally of the Soul Casting Sect, coincided with a special time like the Treasure Appreciation Conference, what was the way of this brocade-robed boy who dared to kill the disciples of the Youtan Sect in public?

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps outside the martial arts arena, and dozens of warriors dressed in well-dressed battle armor rushed over murderously, but they were stopped by the disciples of the Youtan Sect and the Soul Casting Sect who were in charge of guarding the venue around the venue!

"Whoever dares to stop it, don't kill him!"

Gou Jian put on the ill-fitting armor again, and shouted orders in the midst of the group of guards.

Suddenly, this group of prince guards, who were all composed of cultivators, immediately started to rush and kill!

Although the disciples of the Soul Casting Sect and the disciples of the Youtan Sect did not cooperate in the drills, the guards who acted as the guards of the venue were all good hands of the two major sects, and they suddenly became a mess with the guards of Tie Anxing, and they were actually on a par.

Xiao Yuanxing was furious, and raised his hand to sacrifice a magic weapon.

This is a magic weapon in the shape of a bull's horn, and it flew into the sky above the melee wargroup like lightning, and the horn magic weapon suddenly let out a few "moo, moo, moo" and a few bison-like cries!

The people in the scuffle suddenly seemed to have been immobilized, and their movements became extremely sluggish.

At this moment, several figures rushed into the battle group, wearing flowers and butterflies, and in an instant, they all threw those battle armor guards to the ground! Everyone looked at it, and these people who shot were none other than Liu Weihuang, the elder of the Youtan Sect, and others.

At this time, the five disciples who were surrounding Tie Anxing had already started to move, and their move immediately caused the disaster of killing!

The mute young man who had been standing quietly behind Tie Anxing suddenly moved, and it was extremely appropriate to describe the speed of his body as a poisonous snake coming out of the hole, because a cold and dangerous powerful qi instantly permeated Tie Anxing's surroundings, directly locking on the five disciples who were moving.

Almost at the same time, the mute boy had already circled around Tie Anxing's body rapidly, and when he returned to the same place again, he was still holding his hands on his waist with his hands on his waist, his face expressionless, and the murderous aura that permeated the space here suddenly disappeared, as if nothing had happened just now!

However, the five disciples who were just about to make a move fell to the ground limply, just like the previous person, and saw that they had lost their vitality! Without exception, there was a shallow sword hole like a red mark left in their throats!

Perhaps, among the people present, except for Hu Sisi and Meng Yang from the Immortal Demon Continent, there were really few people who saw the mute boy's actions clearly.

The chaos outside the venue, as well as the bull's horn-shaped magic weapon sacrificed by Xiao Yuanxing, did not attract the slightest attention from Meng Yang, who was already completely attracted by the young man who protected Tie Anxing at this moment.

He felt that this young man had a cold smell like the god of Hades, and even sensed that there seemed to be an extremely bloodthirsty desire in his body, and from a distance of hundreds of meters, only Meng Yang, who had a powerful divine soul, could sense this young man's breath and spiritual power fluctuations so delicately.

To Meng Yang's extreme surprise, this young man's aura was as if there was nothing, and his spiritual power was even more like nothing, Meng Yang's current divine sense was so powerful that he couldn't even penetrate his body, because there seemed to be a cold power that instantly rebounded his divine sense!

This young man is weird! Meng Yang secretly transmitted the sound of Long Yi and the others, so he should be more careful with this young man.

In the blink of an eye, there were already six more corpses of disciples of the Youtan Sect beside Tie Anxing, and the strange thing was that none of these corpses had a drop of blood oozing out, and at this time, Xiao Yuanxing's magic weapon finally flew back upside down and appeared above the heads of Tie Anxing and the mute boy.

"Du manuscript Zhong Li, lacquer book wall scripture. Ma Luo will be the prime minister, Lu Shrimp Huaiqing!

Suddenly, Xiao Yuanxing's blue light flickered all over his body, and he suddenly shouted an obscure mantra in his mouth, and then pointed at the horn magic weapon with his finger!

In an instant, Tie Anxing's forward momentum was stopped, and his eyes began to regain clarity, obviously not understanding what had happened just now, there was a kind of sudden awakening from a big dream!

And the mute young man behind him was not affected by that magic weapon at all, but in an instant, he pulled out the long sword wrapped in black cloth around his waist, and shook it in the wind, and the black cloth rolled out like a swimming dragon going to sea, wrapped around Tie Anxing's waist!

At the same time, the mute young man let out a low and hoarse roar of "He", the black cloth had completely detached from the long sword, and the last one was tightly grabbed by his left hand like lightning, and with a pull of his wrist, Tie Anxing was pulled behind him!

The young man's series of movements were completed in one go, without any hindrance, and it took less than a breath before and after, Meng Yang was also shocked, because he knew what type of magic weapon in the shape of a bull's horn was, and he also understood how many times the young man needed to complete this series of actions in such a short period of time.

That horn-shaped magic weapon is the same as the Xinghui Bell and Xuanhuang Zhen Bowl that Meng Yang refined into the Book of Heaven, and it is the same control-type magic weapon, but the grade is much lower, but in Tianxuan, where spiritual energy is lacking, the Youtan faction with this magic weapon is enough to be invincible.

However, to the surprise of Monyan and everyone, it happened again!

The mute young man let out a roar again, a bloodthirsty cruelty flashed in his eyes, his pupils were like hungry wolves in the wasteland, staring fiercely at the magic weapon above his head, and between the flips of his right hand, the long sword stabbed upwards like a snake, and the target was the horn magic weapon that kept making a "moo" sound!

Xiao Yuanxing's face was slightly pale, and he was at the peak of the Dancing Shadow Realm for the first time after using the natal magic weapon, and he missed. And the opponent turned out to be just an unknown teenager!

The horror in his heart was the same as that of many people present, but fortunately, the reaction of the master of smoke weaving was good, and he had already fled towards the young man in an instant!

The long sword in the dumb boy's hand stabbed the magic weapon with a "ding", his body spasmed, and soon returned to normal, his footsteps and body were not messed up at all, but the magic weapon was crooked and let out a wail, and escaped back into Xiao Yuanxing's body, Xiao Yuanxing's face was as pale as paper, and he forcibly held back a mouthful of blood accumulated in his throat, and did not dare to spit in public!

Master Smoke Weaving had already flown in front of the mute boy at this time, and at some point a purple gold copper hammer appeared in his right hand, and at this moment he was holding his head high, with a whining wind, smashing down on the young man!

Ever since he started drinking Liu Weihuang's wine, Master Yanweaving felt that his cultivation was constantly improving, and it was not until he advanced to the peak of the Dancing Shadow Realm that he gradually stagnated, and the copper hammer in his hand was a casting hammer that he had used for many years.

The commonly used refining materials for casting hammers are usually Tianxuan's hardest "diamond ore", purple gold ore, and black gold ore, supplemented by more than a dozen other rare minerals, which are carefully cast.

However, this casting hammer of the master of tobacco weaving also added an extremely rare mineral material, making his copper hammer extremely heavy, weighing 99,900 catties!

He saw that this cold young man's swordsmanship was strange, his concentration was superhuman, and he couldn't see through the depth of his cultivation, and he didn't dare to be careless.

The powerful spiritual power enveloped the hammer, pulling the surrounding air and making a piercing sound of breaking the air!

A strange smile tugged at the corner of the dumb boy's mouth, and the long sword in his right hand suddenly stabbed out like lightning towards the sky, and the direction taken was the wrist of the master of smoke weaving, and at the same time, a dark black short sword god appeared in his left hand unconsciously, and in the strange twist of the young man's body like a snake, it had already stabbed towards the qi sea dantian of the master of smoke weaving!

Master Yanweaving was shocked, and couldn't think about why this young man was not intimidated by his powerful spiritual power at all, so he shook his body to dodge the young man's sword stab, and the copper hammer in his right hand pulled out a golden circle, and smashed it at the young man again!

However, the mute young man's body suddenly began to writhe like a snake, creating an illusion that he couldn't do anything for a while, and at this time, he also felt several extreme chills coming towards several key points in his body!

Suddenly, Master Smoke Weaving could no longer suppress the anger in his heart!

Master Smoke Weaver roared angrily, and suddenly a little light yellow spark flashed from his eyebrows, and instantly disappeared into the copper hammer in his hand!

Meng Yang, who had been sitting still, stood up suddenly, because he knew what the spark that appeared in the center of the Smoke Weaving Master's eyebrows just now was!

And he had been watching the strange young man closely, and he had been paying attention to the long sword in his hand, which looked rusty and had a strong impact on Meng Yang's heart! There was a trance that made him instantly in a sea of corpses and blood, as if this sword had drunk the blood of thousands of people, exuding a tragic bloody aura!

Meng Yang felt that he must have seen this rusty sword there, and when the copper hammer in the hand of the Smoke Weaver Master suddenly turned a fiery red, he had already remembered where he had seen the long sword.

Jinsha, the angel headquarters, the king of Zhenbei came to him with Tie Zhanyun and Tie Qin'er, along with Situ Wangyue, he had seen this sword, this was the sword that the king of Zhenbei regarded as his life.

It looks rusty, but in fact it is equal to a sword of kings, full of strength and domineering!

Why did this sword end up in the hands of this young man? Where did King Zhenbei go? Didn't Dongfang Piaoling say that King Zhenbei would come over in person later?

For a moment, countless questions flashed through Meng Yang's mind.

Seeing that at least seven flaws had been revealed on Master Yan's body at this time, and the young man could have at least three attack methods to hit him hard in an instant, Meng Yang finally moved.