The Xiling Sword God looked up at the starry sky with a solemn expression, as if his thoughts had flown to the sky.

"I don't know."

Luo Qian thought that he would hear some avenue remarks, but he didn't want to wait for a long time and only heard the word hastily. This sword god is full of mystery, which makes people really unpredictable.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

There was a crashing sound, and Murong Feng commanded the Northern Yan warriors and began to ram the silver gate with a battering ram. Luo Qian found a remote place and took this opportunity to take a break.

A Pei Yuan Pill was quietly sent into his mouth, urging the True Yuan to refine the medicinal power, and suddenly his mouth was fragrant, and a refreshing breath flowed down his throat into his abdomen. Luo Qian felt the wonderful feeling brought by Pei Yuan Dan, the heaven and earth aura carried in it was extremely pure, and he thought that this pill was also refined with the spirit root of heaven and earth.

Eight or nine Xuangong operated slowly, and the aura of heaven and earth spread out between the chest and abdomen, and the strands were collected in the dantian.

After some refining, there was one more star point condensed by the Sevenfold Eight Nine Xuangong in the sea of qi, reaching four.

Luo Qian was very surprised in his heart, he couldn't imagine that this inconspicuous Pei Yuan Dan would have such an effect! If this jar of nearly 100 Peiyuan Pills is refined, it will be difficult to advance to the gods. However, at this time, it is not appropriate to refine the elixir on a large scale, so as not to be suspicious.

Luo Qian was feeling the effect brought by Pei Yuan Dan, and suddenly heard a wild roar.

Everyone was interrupted by this voice, and the sound of Shunsheng probed away, and in the clouds in between, two figures flew up one after the other. The two chased each other with vigor, causing a stirring of clouds and mist.

Murong Feng stood up slowly, his expression was cold, and the Xiling Sword God was still light.

I saw the two of you chasing after me, going straight up the white jade steps, flying and seeing that they had already landed on the Guanjian Ping!

Luo Qian raised his eyes and saw the two of them standing on both sides of the green jade steps, one on the left and one on the right. There is a person on the left, with long hair and beard, and his face is around fifty, exuding a domineering atmosphere. A wide purple-gold robe spreads in the wind, adding a bit of wildness.

However, what Luo Qian cares about more is the blue and black big knife in this person's book, this is the immortal soldier long knife in the hand of the flower-faced man when he made trouble with the Shura Gate!

"Could it be that this person is the leader of Li Tang's lineage and Xiao Ling's father-in-law?" Xiao Ling once told him about this person when he was in Beijing, according to Xiao Ling, her father-in-law Li Xiao was extremely talented, and he understood the secret of the Nine Songs Sword Score in a short period of time, and his cultivation had reached the peak of nothingness!

On the other side, a middle-aged man was tall, with a cold face, and a pair of cold eyes under the sword eyebrows were full of cold light, which was quite similar to the Xiling Sword God. Luo Qian couldn't help but be shocked when he saw this person, this person's appearance was a little similar to Emperor Dayong, if it weren't for the fact that this person had lost a little weight, I was afraid that he would think that Emperor Dayong Hua was in person!

This person must be the Dayong Imperial Family, but I didn't expect that there was such a master hidden in the Dayong Imperial Family! Luo Qian has long suspected that all parties in the Xianmen ruins are gathered, how could Dayong not come to get a piece of the pie, it seems that this is Dayong's hole card for this trip to the ruins!

These two people are really enemies, no wonder you chased me along the way.

"Hah! Ha! Ha! Old ghost Murong! Xiling Sword Boy, the two of you are here too! It's really lively! Xiao Ling's father-in-law laughed a few times, and his madness was fully revealed.

"Crazy Lee! I haven't seen you for more than ten years, and I thought you had died in the hands of Zhao's children!" Murong Feng stepped forward slowly, Sen Leng's eyes narrowed into a slit.

"This seat is a great achievement, just ask who in the world can stop me! It's you, weren't you scared by the Zhao thief, and you didn't dare to show up on the grassland for more than ten years? Before the words fell, the long knife in his hand struck a blow, only to see an incomparable blood-colored sword slash out, and the thick Guanjianping stone tablet in front of him was actually cut into two pieces like tofu.

The stele slammed to the ground with a loud thud, and the incision was as smooth as a mirror.

A different color flashed in the eyes of the Xiling Sword God, Murong Feng's expression was gloomy, and Li Xiao made a light slash and a terrifying stab.

"The old dog in the mound also dares to make a big noise!" The face of the Dayong royal family did not change, but instead sneered.

"Old ghost Murong, why don't you join forces with me to kill this Zhao thief, he will divide the Dayong River and Mountain together with you and me!" Li Xiao waved the sleeves of his wide robe, turned his head and stared at Murong Feng with an evil smile.

"The old man is too lazy to participate in the grievances between you." Murong Feng didn't want to get on his thief ship.

"Old ghost Murong, didn't you lose your guts on the Obo Ridge, if you don't have the guts, it's better to go back to the grassland as soon as possible to raise horses!"

Murong Feng was said to be weak, and his face suddenly became a little unnatural, he was defeated by Wang Zhiwei Swordsman on Obo Ridge, which was the place of shame in his life.

Li Xiao turned his head to look at the Xiling Sword God again: "Xiling boy, looking at the world, the person who can compete with this seat, I can't find a second one besides you, but I am willing to put myself under this seat, and when this seat takes the Dayong River, you will be above the ten thousand people under that person!" ”

"Boring!" Xiling Sword God said two words, and then cast his eyes elsewhere.

"Hah! Ha! Ha! Since the two of you don't want to get involved in the enmity between my Li family and the Zhao family, this seat will not force it, and watch me sword the Zhao thief! Li Xiao's madness was fully revealed, he stepped on it, jumped up a few feet out of thin air, and slashed at the Dayong Imperial Family with the blood-colored long knife in his hand.

Luo Qian stood in the distance, but he saw some clues. This Li Tang leader seems to be wild, but he is actually calculating, and he takes the situation into his hands in a few words.

He first used thunderous means to deter the heroes, and then mocked Murong Feng, Murong Feng was embarrassed by him, so he could only say that he would not participate in the battle between the two, but he just did what Li Xiao wanted. After that, he made a statement to recruit the Xiling Sword God, and determined that the other party had no intention of participating in the battle.

Li Xiao planned to fight alone with the Dayong Imperial Family from the beginning, and this speech was to test which side Murong Feng and the Xiling Sword God were on.

"This person can be called a generation of heroes!" Luo Qian commented on Li Xiao in his heart, if he wants to compete for the world in the future, he must guard against this person.

Li Xiao's knife is extremely domineering, and the blood-colored sword carries an incomparably demonic aura, which is breathtaking. With the light of the knife, a gloomy cry suddenly appeared, as if it came from the Nine Shadows, and the knife suddenly turned into a Sen Luo grimace, with a hideous face.

As soon as the knife came out, the wind and clouds retreated, as if a hole had been stabbed in the vast blue sky.

Everywhere the clouds fly, the sky is eclipsed!

Luo Qian's heart was surging, this was the full force of the peak of the void, the heaven and the earth suddenly changed, and the sky was discolored!

This is the change of the Word! The ultimate martial arts in the world!

"Choke!"

With a dragon groan, a clear yellow sword was unsheathed. The Dayong Imperial Clan raised its sword, and the sword light spilled into the void, and suddenly turned into a flying dragon with its head held high.

The flying dragon swayed and swirled, swallowing the clouds and rain in his mouth with one mouth, as if taking a breath of vitality, and his body soared.

"Boom!"

One light and one dark, two rays of light finally hit one. A wave of air gushed out, and the onlookers of the Northern Yan warriors were suddenly overturned to the ground, and Luo Qian ran Zhenyuan to forcibly stabilize his body, but he still couldn't withstand the impact, and took three steps back in a row.

Li Xiao urged the sword light again, and Sen Luo grimaced and opened his bloody mouth, swallowing the flying dragon into his mouth in one gulp.

The Great Brave Imperial Family also urged the sword light, and the flying dragon kept circling at the mouth of the grimace, and finally knocked the grimace open with a left and right collision.

After the grimace was broken, the vision finally slowly dissipated, and the wyvern seemed to be greatly injured, his body was a little smaller, and he flew back into the sword with a long groan.

The Dayong Imperial Family took a step back, their faces a little pale.

Li Xiao stood in the distance and laughed wildly: "The Human Emperor Sword is nothing more than that!" I see that your great Yongqi has been exhausted, and it is rare for me to think of your cultivation, so it is better to abandon the darkness and turn to the light as soon as possible! ”

"This thief is ambitious, if he doesn't get rid of it today, he will become a disaster for Beiyan and Xiling one day, and if he doesn't join forces to get rid of the thief, when will he wait!" Prince Dayong spoke again, seeing that he was not Li Xiao's opponent, he wanted to pull Murong Feng and the Xiling Sword God.

The Xiling Sword God's expression was cold, and he looked at it from the wall, but Murong Feng was a little moved, and his eyes kept scanning Li Xiao and the Dayong Imperial Family.

"Old ghost Murong, you can't enter the eye of this seat in those wild places, I advise you not to have more right and wrong!" Li Xiao's eyes were burning and he stared at Murong Feng.

Murong Feng should have felt the pressure brought by Li Xiao to himself, and secretly calculated in his heart that his strength was even worse than Li Xiao, and the Dayong Imperial Family had been injured, and the two of them might not be able to defeat Li Xiao if they joined forces.

"I have already said that the grievances between the two of you have nothing to do with me!" Murong Feng slowly retracted his gaze.

Luo Qian secretly shook his head, Murong Fen was too indecisive, if he joined forces with the Dayong Imperial Family from the beginning, he might not be able to defeat Li Xiao, it was a pity to miss the opportunity. Once the Dayong royal family was defeated, he could only be at the mercy of Li Xiao. With Murong Feng's temperament, he really has no capital to compete for the world.

"You know the times!" Li Xiao said, and moved his gaze from Murong Feng to the Dayong Imperial Family.

"Zhao's thief, don't be caught yet!" Li Xiao looked at the Dayong Imperial Family with contempt.

"What is given today will be rewarded by him every day!" The Dayong royal family, with a fierce word, flew down the mountain, and disappeared into the clouds and mist in the blink of an eye.

Li Xiao didn't mean to chase after him, but said coldly: "Lost dog, leave your life for a few days first!" ”

These masters gathered here, presumably it would not be peaceful, Luo Qian was thinking about how to get out, but saw Li Xiao turn his gaze to himself.

"The boy surnamed Luo, why didn't you come to salute when you saw this seat?"

Luo Qian secretly complained in his heart, he didn't expect this madman to recognize himself, it must be Li Tang's spies who had already sent his portrait back to Snow Mountain. But there is no way, his wife and brothers are all in his hands, and this is also his future father-in-law, so he should also see it.

Thinking about it, Mr. Gongsun has already conveyed Luo Qian's meaning to Li Xiao, so he shouldn't embarrass himself.

"Luo Qian, meet my uncle!" Luo Qian stepped forward and saluted, his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, Li Xiao was Xiao Ling's father-in-law, and it was not wrong to call his uncle.

"Yes, it's indeed a bit bold, that's how a man should be, Ling'er's vision is good!" Li Xiao showed a rare smile.

"Thank you uncle for the compliment!"

The expressions of Murong Feng and Xiling Sword God were a little weird, and they couldn't understand how the people around Princess Dayong had a relationship with Li Tang.

"Old ghost Murong, this seat is also considered a guest when he arrives in Beiyan, since ancient times, guests are at will, how to divide the treasures in the ruins?"