The scroll on one side of the scroll is half black and half white, as if it had been burned by fire. Half of the unfolded rice paper is dark and looks old, but the other half is as new as snow, as if it has been indirectly ascended from it.

But it was such a broken scroll, which exuded milky white light in Yang Xiu's hand, and it actually tore a mouth open in the monstrous flames in the stone cave, and the flames in the sky couldn't get close to Yang Xiu's side within three feet. On the unfolded scroll is a landscape painting, with green trees and green mountains, and the great river goes east, absorbing all the tyrannical flames nearby.

For the first time, Huang Jun's face showed the intention of retreating, and he shouted in disbelief: "It's a magic weapon!

Yang Xiu didn't respond, he threw it casually, and the scroll was quietly suspended in the air, and there was no flame in the white light. Yang Xiu himself recalled the iron rod and took a few steps in the air, as if he was slowly and quickly moving forward.

Huang Jun looked frightened, and he still couldn't believe that Yang Xiu would have a magic weapon in his hand. Bringing Yang Xiu over with a big stick, Huang Jun came back to his senses, a trace of fierceness flashed on his face, and he injected spiritual power into the red flag again. The flames that rolled in the air grew thicker and thicker, like the waves of the sea, engulfing all space except for the location of the spirit turtle's bones.

Where the red flame intersects with the white light emitted by the scroll, it is like the pine oil and water that burn to the extreme, and the sound of "crackling" is endless, which is breathtaking. Yang Xiu's face was cold, unaffected in the slightest, and he kicked a few steps in the air to set out a sea of fire, like a god descending from heaven to the two of them!

Aki was stunned. Just looked straight at Yang Xiu who rushed and kept retreating. The muscles on Huang Jun's face twitched a few times, and while pinching Lingdu, he threw out one Dao talisman after another, and roared angrily: "Die! Die! You are a spy of the Terrans." I want the entire Qin City to know your identity, so that you will die without a place to be buried!"

Huang Jun knew in his heart that Yang Xiu was holding the magic weapon in his hand, and he had no chance to hurt him. But fortunately, this magic weapon seems to be defensive, as long as you return to Qincheng and tell your father, you will definitely be able to capture this person and dismantle him.

"Who lives and who dies is uncertain......"

Yang Xiu said softly, and the person suddenly accelerated in the air. The obvious speed advantage was exerted at this moment, and in a few breaths, he came to the opponent. The iron rod swept through the thousands of armies and slammed towards the barren door. At this time, Yang Xiu no longer kept his hand, and used a heavy iron rod to dance the mountain-splitting sword technique, which was a little more powerful.

Huang Jun and Yang Xiu were entangled in one place, and both sides used big open and close moves. The eagle jumps and the tiger jumps, the bear fights the ape, and the blood of the people watching is boiling, but the depression in Huangjun's heart is only known to him. The cultivation of Huang Jun is two levels higher than Yang Xiu, whether it is a competition for spells or a hard hand-to-hand combat, it should be crushing against Yang Xiu.

But Yang Xiu's physical strength far surpasses that of the same level, and he is not inferior to Shang Huangjun, and the dilapidated painting scroll is even more to kill all the spells of Huangjun, so that Huangjun has a skill but has nowhere to use it, and he is so depressed that he almost vomits blood.

In the midst of a fierce battle. Yang Xiu felt that he had completely understood the details of the other party, and wanted to fight quickly, so he saw the opportunity and sacrificed the immortal captivity hand without warning!

Huang Jun was frightened by Yang Xiu's endless methods. Seeing a few seemingly harmless cyan filaments floating out of Yang Xiu's hand, he subconsciously wanted to block it with an iron rod, but he didn't expect that the green filament that seemed to be the thickness of a finger suddenly became straight, like a thin needle piercing into his chest without hindrance.

"Poof!

Huang Jun felt a sharp pain in his chest, and the strength in his body suddenly disappeared, and he could no longer stop Yang Xiu's attack. was smashed in the chest by Yang Xiu with a stick and hit the ground hard.

Half-lying on the ground, Wildness spat blood. A shiny layer of armor underneath his clothes was revealed, and there were three finger-thick black holes on the chest of the armor, which was bubbling with blood.

Seeing that the eldest brother was defeated, Yang Xiu's eyes looked at him, and he forced himself to stabilize his mind and glared at Yang Xiu viciously: "You dare to kill me! We are a barbarian family, if my father knew that you did something to us, he would definitely crush your bones and ashes and taste the most painful torture! Now let us go, I can think about ......"

Halfway through Aki's ruthless words, Yang Xiu didn't even look at it, and a stick was drawn, and the tall Aki flew out like a paper man, and the person was already broken in two in the air, and there was no sound when he fell into the corner. With the blessing of the talisman, Yang Xiu's strength was far more terrifying than the two imagined.

A cold light flashed in Huang Jun's eyes, and without hesitation, he directly took out a half-foot-long, flying sword-like thing from his arms, and quickly wrote something on it with his fingers. Seeing this, Yang Xiu's face sank, and a green light shot out silently from his palm. Huang Jun felt a flash of blue light in front of him, his two arms had been cut off by the brush, and the little flying sword automatically flew into the air and disappeared.

Yang Xiu looked at the position where the little sword disappeared, and frowned slightly.

"Woo......"

Huang Jun's face was pale, his two broken arms were dripping with blood, and he was in a cold sweat of pain. However, when he looked up and saw Yang Xiu, Huang Jun showed a cruel smile, "You will not die well, Yang Hu! My father will dismantle you to pieces, and then find your family in Ningguo, and let them be the efforts of our clan, and humiliate ...... to the extreme."

"Actually, I'm not a murderer. Yang Xiu frowned thoughtfully and said calmly.

"Hahaha! Scared, want to beg me for mercy?"

Huang Jun's face was hideous, waving his two bare arms and cursing viciously: "It's late! Haha, I'm afraid you don't know what it's like to be sucked by demon mosquitoes and itch all over your body, right? Come and kneel down and beg me for mercy, kowtow and apologize! I may be able to make your death more painful." ”

"You misunderstood me,"

Yang Xiu threw the iron rod aside, and the palm of his right hand was filled with a cyan halo, which was extremely mysterious, "Whether it's the absurdity that hits me or you want to kill me when you meet, it's not my reason to kill you." You must die because of your blood. ”

After speaking, Yang Xiu's five fingers moved slightly, and the cyan light brushed through Huang Jun's throat like an insect's flexible tentacles, and a loud "poof!" brought out a large blood mist. There was an incredible look in his eyes, and he tried to cover the wound with his half-missing arm, but it was in vain, and his eyes slowly lost their vitality.

Yang Xiu has checked the family of Huangqi, the population of the Split Mountain Cow clan is not large, there is a trace of the blood of ancient spirit beasts, and the inheritance and writing in the clan are all from the classics of the human race, but they regard themselves as orthodox spirit beasts of heaven and earth all day long.

The principals of this clan are all militants, who burn, kill, loot and do all kinds of evil. The targets of the slaughter are both human races and relatively weak demon beasts, as if this race is born to exist for aggression and killing, which makes Yang Xiu can't help but think of a neighbor of his own motherland on the earth, the same shameless narrow-mindedness, the thief's heart is not dead, forcing Yang Xiu to kill him.

Yang Xiu quickly searched for the things on Huang Jun's body, in addition to a very high-grade armor, Huang Jun actually had a small Sumeru bag on his body! Although the space was less than one-fifth of Yang Xiu's Sumeru bag, it was also very rare, which made Yang Xiu pay a little more attention to the Split Mountain Niu clan.

Meng Lu and Xiao Xuan saw Yang Xiu kill the enemy, and immediately ran out of the remains.

"Sir, are you okay?" Meng Lu ran over and grabbed Yang Xiu's arm, stretched left and right, and looked nervous.

"It's okay, I have to hurry up and write a concealment charm to hide the aura here, otherwise there will be real big trouble. Yang Xiu put away his things and said.

"Actually, I can fix part of the formation here,"

Xiao Xuan's two snow-white little hands held his back shell, blinked and said, "Sir, you can write some more Taoist talismans to restore the stone cave to its original state." But I just saw this person send out a flying sword to pass the book, and other people know about it, even if they can block the entrance, it's useless?"

This stone cave is the place where the old spirit turtle sits, and there are many desperate formations engraved in it. Previously, Yang Xiu and Meng Lu broke into the cave, if it weren't for Xiao Xuanxin's unbearable failure to activate the formation, the two of them would have died a long time ago. Later, seeing that Yang Xiu had no intention of catching himself to refine medicine, Xiao Xuan, who was kind by nature, couldn't do it.

"It's okay,"

Yang Xiu was overjoyed when he heard this, waved his hand and said easily: "I don't have time to write in detail, at most write my name or Hundred Poison Valley." Since Xiao Xuan can change the formation here, it's not as good as us......"

The three heads came together and chattered for a while, Meng Lu and Xiao Xuan suddenly realized, and looked at Yang Xiu with a look of "you are so despicable". Yang Xiu scratched the back of his head and laughed twice as if he was embarrassed.

"By the way, is there six stems of grass in this stone cave?" Yang Xiu suddenly sounded his true purpose this time, and asked Xiao Xuan.

"Yes, there are several other rare elixirs. Xiao Xuan pointed to the stone forest road on the side.

Yang Xiu was extremely happy when he heard this, and then looked at the green light of the spirit turtle remains, and grinned happily.

......

A quarter of an hour later, two figures, one large and one small, galloped out of the stone mountain, flying over the dense and terrifying demon beasts on the ground and flying in the direction of Qin City.

Half an hour later, a red light galloped from afar, hovering beside the stone mountain, and the powerful aura emitted frightened the demon beasts around the stone mountain one after another. After a while, the figure surrounded by red light didn't notice anything, and suddenly disappeared after raising his hand to set up a few formations around him.

An hour later, two giant birds with a body length of ten zhang fell from the sky and landed on the stone mountain, and a white wolf-shaped demon beast with a height of twenty zhang arrived almost at the same time, and the remaining demon beasts around the stone mountain prostrate on the ground one after another, not daring to make a sound. The three big demon beasts circled around the stone mountain a few times, but found nothing, the giant birds flew away with a scream, and the white wolf also roared non-stop, unwilling to escape into the jungle.

After a few hours, all kinds of powerful beings in the wilderness came to the Valley of Hundred Poisons. It's just that the later the time comes, the more inaccurate the location is, and only the first few powerhouses and big demon beasts can accurately find the vicinity of Shishan. But from beginning to end, no one found the abnormality of the stone mountain, and in the Hundred Poison Valley, as usual, the poisonous beasts were rampant, and the aura was thin, and there was no sign of the explosion of spiritual power here.

At this time, Yang Xiu and the three of them had already fled to Qincheng, and Xiao Xuan turned into a half-foot-long little green turtle and hid in Yang Xiu's cuffs, and returned to Yang Xiu's residence with the two of them as if nothing happened.

Before dawn the next day, several stern-faced academy guards came to invite Yang Xiu to go to Emperor Qin's cave mansion to talk about it. (To be continued)