[Thank you two friends! 】

After finishing speaking, Xuan Yue thanked him, and the aura on his body suddenly increased several times, and then his figure flashed, and he quickly walked towards Nanyuan.

[Good--what a strong cultivation!] 】

The fluctuation of spiritual power in an instant surprised the martial artist surnamed Wang and Liu Yu on the spot, although they couldn't really perceive each other's cultivation, but just with the divine power of the young man in Tsing Yi to change his shape, the other party's cultivation was definitely a genuine spiritual cultivation powerhouse.

As soon as he thought of this, the martial artist surnamed Wang and Liu Yu glanced at each other tacitly, and after rolling their eye contact, they saw that Liu Yu couldn't help but speak: [Brother Wang, this person's strength is extraordinary, he must be the one who went to rescue the green butterfly girl. Since you and I have nothing to do, it's okay to go and take a look, I wonder if Brother Wang is willing to go together? 】

[Since Liu Yu Daoyou has this idea, Wang also has this intention. You and I have agreed on it, without further ado, then let's leave immediately! 】

Before the words fell, the two of them threw a lower grade spirit stone on the long table, and hurriedly walked towards Nanyuan.

Nanyuan Villa, one by one rooms sit in rows, the deeper you go, the more remote it is.

Today, the guest rooms in the C-shaped area, which are usually very deserted, suddenly became lively for some reason.

Many of the residents were attracted by the noise and poked their heads out to see what was going on.

[Hey, it turned out to be Elder Peng Maung! ] 】

As soon as he poked his head out, a regular visitor who had lived here for several years immediately recognized the identity of one of the people who was surrounded by him.

But he had always seen a lot, and after just a sneak glance, he quickly retracted his head with a trembling back.

Because at the same time that this person had just peeped at the other party, Elder Peng Maung also looked at him warningly, and suddenly, a wave of divine consciousness swept in, piercing his divine soul like a pendant.

With a muffled snort in his mouth, a little painful and unbearable, he struggled to use the spiritual power in his body to resolve the discomfort, which barely offset the stinging pain between his eyes.

Hurriedly took a few breaths of cold air, the regular guest pushed his hands and quickly closed the door, and at the same time, a loud shout suddenly came from his ears: [The lady of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, when I saw the love of Xiliang City, I let you get lucky to enter the city. Now that I'm here, it's impossible to let the tiger go back to the mountain no matter what! 】

The speaker's tone was urgent, as if he had a grudge, and his voice was sharp and presumptuous, which happened to come from next door.

Hearing this, the regular customer shook his head helplessly, a little unbearable, if he remembered correctly, just a few days ago, two strange visitors had just moved in next door.

One of them was dressed as a maidservant, her cultivation was not high, but she was beautiful, although it was just a glimpse of the time when she checked in, this regular visitor could still vaguely conclude that she was from Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

As for the other person, he is a young man in Tsing Yi, and his identity is somewhat mysterious.

The young man's eyebrows were clear, and his cultivation was unfathomable, although he had also tried to find out the strength of the other party, but all his efforts were in vain.

Whenever he released his divine sense to investigate, the young man in Tsing Yi could bounce his divine sense back without much effort, and after three or two to no avail, he simply gave up.

Although this regular visitor gave up the test of Xuan Yue's strength, since he could easily rebound his divine sense, his cultivation strength should be at least a martial artist of the Thousand Martial Realm realm.

As soon as he thought of this, the regular guest sighed, and he knew the identity of the person who was traveling with Elder Peng Maung.

Those people are all disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect, and they have a lot of connections with this Peng Maung elder, and now since the powerful young man in Tsing Yi is not here, I am afraid that the beautiful girl next door alone will suffer a big loss.

【Bang——】

Before his thoughts could settle down, a loud bang came from the next space.

Powerful and turbulent, this sudden fight instantly made the C-shaped area lively.

[Shameless——]

A coquettish reprimand shouted angrily, and the thin and soft long sword danced out of a pink sword shadow, the sword shadow carried a fragrant wind, like a fluttering butterfly, and a figure jumped out of the No. 23 room of the C word.

That figure was slim and graceful, it was no one else, it was the green butterfly who was waiting for Xuanyue here.

[Quick, catch her-]

Seeing Qingdie appear, Peng's expression did not change, but the disciples of Ziyunmen all shrank their pupils, and soon someone shouted loudly.

At the same time, a black man in chieftain met the shadow of the sword, and immediately slashed out the gray long knife in his hand horizontally.

【Gray Vine Slash】

As soon as the gray long knife was slashed out, a sinister smile appeared at the corner of the black man's mouth, and his eyes were cold, without the slightest panic.

I saw a spell in his hand, and with the gray long knife in his hand, his aura immediately skyrocketed, and the gray knife qi on his blade gave birth to hundreds of dry vines in the blink of an eye.

Those vines touched the pink sword shadow, and one by one they were wrapped around like a spiritual snake, and when everyone in Ziyunmen saw this scene, they clapped their hands one by one.

[This gray vine slash is Senior Brother Liang's famous stunt, and once the sword light comes out, it can break ten thousand jun. This maid of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion is just a mere cultivation of the Ten Thousand Spirits Realm, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to resist Senior Brother Liang's move. Hahaha-]

Before the sound fell, countless vines were cut off by the pink sword qi, and countless vines grew again.

【Click】【Click】【Click】

Feeling the yin sword qi coming from the blade, the black man in the chieftain didn't move, and his gaze at Qing Die was a little mocking, and he immediately urged the gray long knife a little again.

The gray light on the long knife was dazzling, and the vines turned into a gray long insect phantom after canceling out several rounds of sword shadows.

The long worm was about dozens of zhang long, like a behemoth, and it opened its bloody mouth, and a black gray giant tongue ejected out.

【Ding Lingling】【Ding Ling Bell】【Ding Ling Bell】

Seeing the black gray giant tongue, the green butterfly's pretty face turned pale, because countless sword shadows slashed on the giant tongue, and instead of cutting the vines as before, they made a crisp sound of jingling bells.

The extremely sharp sword qi was shaken, and Qing Die's face showed a shocked look, and she was about to use the sword technique again, but unexpectedly, her delicate body was weak, and her hands and feet had been entangled by vines at some point.

[Not good——]

Qingdie's jade arm shook slightly, and the right hand holding the sword trembled, and when the black gray giant tongue slapped on her chest, a powerful force instantly shook her out.

[Wow-]

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and her internal organs were in pain, and it was only at this moment that Qingdie understood the gap in strength between herself and the black man in the chieftain.

[The young pavilion master has already left for Xiliang City, just wait a few days, and the task will be completed. If a good thing is ruined by the people of Ziyunmen at this time, it will really be a failure. 】

A trace of firmness flashed in the green butterfly's beautiful eyes, and with a flick of the jade hand, a red pill appeared between her fingers.

Without waiting for the black man in the chieftain to react, he opened his mouth and swallowed the red pill quickly.

In an instant, the aura on Qing Die's body began to change, and in just a few breaths, her strength was directly improved from the Ten Thousand Spirits Realm to the Hundred Spiritual Realms.

【Blood Condensation Pill——】

The chieftain's pupils shrank, the sarcastic look in his eyes decreased slightly, and the gray long knife was crossed with a layer of gray light by his spiritual power, accompanied by a shout of the word [chop], and his whole person rushed directly towards the green butterfly like a ghost.

[Even though the Blood Condensation Pill can be cultivated to a level in a short period of time, it will still be unable to escape defeat after all! 】

Seeing the Blood Condensation Pill, Elder Peng Maung, who had been watching from the wall, suddenly flashed a touch of surprise in his expression, but it was only for a moment, and the discoloration returned to normal.

[Whoosh] [Whoosh] [Whoosh]

In a few breaths, the two in the fight exchanged hundreds of moves.

At the beginning, Qing Die's combat power to break through the realm with the Blood Condensation Pill was not lagging behind, but with the passage of time, she still did not inadvertently avoid a sword shot from the black man in the chieftain.

[Poof-]

The long gray knife passed through his abdomen, and a muffled snort came out, and the black man in the chieftain laughed, and his five fingers were already tightly grasping the white neck of the green butterfly.

As for Qing Die, there was already a bloody hole in her abdomen, and her clothes were dyed red, and her face was pale at this time, and she looked very weak.

[There is no one else in the room!] 】

The five fingers of the black man in the chieftain were slightly forced, and five blood marks instantly appeared on the neck of the green butterfly, and the green butterfly spurted blood between the coughs, and the beautiful eyes were terrified.

[Hurry up and be honest, where is that kid? ] 】

The black man in the chieftain was ruthless, and he didn't pity the jade at all, the kid in his mouth was none other than Xuan Yue, who offended the disciples of the Ziyun Sect a few days ago.

Because of the jealousy of Xuanyue's strength that day, although Ziyunmen knew that the two of them were staying in this guest room in the C district, they did not dare to take revenge easily.

A large part of the reason why they chose to besiege this place today was because Elder Peng Maung, the head of Xin Keju, had some connections with Ziyun Gate, and he agreed to help Ziyun Gate once when he killed Xuan Yue.

You must know that Elder Peng Maung's cultivation has entered the late stage of the Thousand Martial Realm, and Xuan Yue is still in the middle stage of the Thousand Martial Realm, with this help, the disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect are naturally no longer afraid of Xuan Yue's strength, and this is what happened in front of them.

[If you want to get news from me, don't you think-" Qing Die replied angrily.

[Toast and don't eat and drink, since you don't want to say, then I have to search your soul! ] 】

As he spoke, the black man in the chieftain snorted coldly, and the momentum around his body suddenly skyrocketed, only to see him imprison Qingdie's delicate body with one hand, and the palm of the other hand immediately slapped towards his Tianling Platform.

[Let go of her-]

Just as the palm of the black man in the chieftain was about to fall, an angry voice suddenly sounded in the entire space, and as soon as the voice appeared, everyone's brains were as if they had been stabbed by a pendant.

[Senior Brother Liang, be careful-]

【Bang——】

[Ahh

Before everyone could react, a cyan figure appeared in an instant, and at the same time, the exclamations of the people of the Purple Cloud Gate and the screams of the black men in chieftain were actually resounding at the same time.

[What a fast speed, what is this?] 】

Elder Peng Maung's pupils shrank, and a streamer of light suddenly protected his body, and violent crackling sounds sounded one after another, and several rooms in the C-shaped area turned into powder in the powerful sword momentum.