A huge demon beast, like a cow and a horse, with a thick white mist spraying from its nostrils, a hideous horn on its head, and red eyes, staring at Xiang Bin and the others fiercely as soon as it appeared.

Sitting above the monster sat a young man, who looked to be in his twenties, burly and strong, with long wavy golden hair fluttering in the wind, wearing gold chain mail, walking on his feet and wearing golden shoes, and a long and broad sword hanging from his waist, with a large red gem inlaid on the hilt. There are seven small gems in the scabbard.

With a tall nose bridge, slightly thin lips, angular facial curves, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a golden armor, golden boots and golden sword, the shape is extremely handsome.

This person looked at Xiang Bin and Wu Ba expressionlessly, and the corners of his lips pursed slightly, revealing a hint of recklessness and disdain.

His eyes were cold, and he looked at Xiang Bin and the others, as if he was looking at a group of dead people.

As soon as this person appeared, the soldiers in the field suddenly seemed to have found the backbone of the main heart, and their eyes shot a crazy look of worship, and they all knelt on the ground.

"The Golden Sword Saint is mighty, Lord Zhao Yunxing is mighty!"

Not only the soldiers, but also the pedestrians on both sides of the street knelt down one after another, and all of them had crazy and reverent looks on their faces.

This is their Golden Sword Master, their future Martial God, and the future Great Commander of the North!

"I don't care what background you have, no matter who you are, if you dare to make trouble in Yinfeng Village, there is only one end, and that is to ・・・・・・ death!" Zhao Yunxing slowly spoke, revealing a lofty meaning as if he was above the Nine Heavens.

Xiang Bin stopped the eager Wuba with his eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "What do you want?"

Zhao Yunxing stared at Xiang Bin, and there was an indescribable taste in his eyes.

He looked at Wu Ba again, and asked Xiang Bin, "I heard that ・・・・・・ you are the youngest martial god-level powerhouse of the old abandoned barbarians?"

Xiang Bin didn't speak, noncommittal.

"I practiced swords at the age of five, acquired at the age of seven, born at the age of eleven, entered the void at the age of fifteen, and now I am one step away from the realm of martial gods. ”

Zhao Yunxing said slowly, and his voice was full of undoubted confidence.

"I don't dare to compare with my father and others, but I think that among the young people in the world, no matter whether they are old or new, no one is my opponent. ”

"I've heard about you lately, I know you're a martial god, and I know you're from outside. ”

Zhao Yunxing paused, and seemed to consider the words: "I don't believe the rumors, and I don't think your talent is better than mine, so I stopped you here today just for a battle." ”

Xiang Bin suddenly understood, it turned out that such a big battle was only because of the self-esteem of the guy in front of him. I couldn't help but be very annoyed, are you the first master of young people, and I just want to go back! In this bird place, if the rumors are true, of course you are the first among the old and new abandoned barbarian young people, and you have to compete with me, an outsider!

But of course it doesn't say that.

"I refuse. Xiang Bin said softly.

Zhao Yunxing showed a sarcastic smile: "You don't dare?"

Xiang Bin shook his head: "I'm not your subordinate, it's impossible to obey your orders." You and I don't know each other, and we're not friends. Besides, in my heart, you're just a small character who doesn't enter the stream at all, is it possible that if you want to fight, I will fight?"

Zhao Yunxing changed color violently: "You want to provoke me?"

Xiang Bin smiled faintly: "You think too highly of yourself." ”

The two of them didn't make loud voices, but the people around them heard it clearly, hearing Xiang Bin despise the Golden Sword Saint so much, the soldiers suddenly felt as if they had been insulted by the great concubine, and they were all furious, and looked at Xiang Bin fiercely.

Even the people in the distance let out a burst of insults and reprimands.

In Yinfeng Village, Zhao Xiaohu and his son are their spiritual pillars. If Zhao Xiaohu is the foundation, then the Golden Sword Saint Zhao Yunxing is the gorgeous building on the foundation. To insult Zhao Yunxing is to insult the entire Yinfeng Village, and to insult all the old abandoned barbarian people in the north. ...,

But Xiang Bin didn't care about the emotions of these people at all.

He had lost his patience, and said to Zhao Yunxing a little impatiently: "Please get out of the way, we still have something to do." ”

Zhao Yunxing pulled out the broadsword at his waist, shook a sword flower and pointed it directly at Xiang Bin, and said proudly and indifferently: "Although you have found a lot of reasons, I can feel your cowardice, if you don't dare, you don't dare, and what you say is just in vain." ”

Xiang Bin smiled gently: "Whatever you think." ”

Zhao Yunxing was enraged by Xiang Bin's calmness, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a cold voice: "Here, I am the sky, whatever I say, it is what it is! You have to fight, and if you don't fight, you have to fight!"

There was silence for a moment, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Of course, you can do it if you want to fight or not, as long as you kneel down in public and beg me for mercy and admit defeat, I can let you go." ”

"This kid is such a bastard, master, let me pinch him to death. Wu Ba rubbed his wrist and said to Xiang Bin in an unkind tone.

Zhao Yunxing glanced at Wu Ba in surprise, his eyes thoughtful: "You are Wu Ba?"

Wu Ba opened his mouth and smiled: "Since you know grandpa, why don't you get out of here?"

Zhao Yunxing laughed, as if he had heard the funniest thing in the world: "Since my debut, you are the first person who dares to talk to me like this." Don't worry, when I take care of your master, I will send you on your way. ”

"I'm really strange, where did you get so much confidence from?" Xiang Bin's expression was a little strange, staring at Zhao Yunxing's eyes and said: "If I expected it to be true, even if you are extremely talented, but all these years, all the people who have been defeated by you know that you are Zhao Xiaohu's son, right?"

Zhao Yunxing was stunned, obviously told the truth by Xiang Bin: "So what?"

Xiang Bin grinned: "The name of the person, the shadow of the tree." Your talent is so good, your father naturally has high hopes for you, and has bred you to cultivate you, trying to make you the youngest martial god of the old abandoned barbarians, and it is best to become the number one master of the Exiled Domain in the future! How can people in the world not know your father's thoughts? Even if he does it with you, he will naturally not use all his strength, and it may not be difficult to defeat you, but if it leaves a shadow in your heart because of this, and blocks your martial arts entry, who can, or who dares to bear the wrath of the Ice and Snow Martial God?"

Zhao Yunxing's face changed slightly, and he was a little gloomy.

"You think you are extremely strong, but you don't know that realm and strength are fundamentally different things, like you, a delicate boy like you, who grew up under the halo and was cared for by his father, how can he know what the real martial arts are?"

Xiang Bin reprimanded the juniors in the tone of an elder, pointed to the martial arts tyrant beside him and said: "The cultivation of the overlord is similar to yours, but if you fight, I am sure, in less than half a pillar of incense, you will be defeated." ”

Ignoring Zhao Yunxing's furious expression, Xiang Bin continued: "If it kills you, it only takes three moves. ”

Zhao Yunxing was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Why do you want to defeat me with half a pillar of incense, and it only takes three moves to kill me?"

"Stupid!" Wu Ba answered beside him, "To defeat you, it must be my master who gave me the order not to hurt you." Although you are useless in this boy, you can always hold half a pillar of incense for a long time, but if you are killed......"

Wu Ba grinned, looking at Zhao Yunxing as if he was looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered: "My master said something wrong, I can't kill you in three moves." ”

Zhao Yunxing snorted coldly, his expression was arrogant and he was about to speak, but Wu Ba said slowly: "One move is enough."

There was a brief silence.

"Haha・・・・・・! Hahahahahaha!" Zhao Yunxing looked up to the sky and smiled, his whole body trembling with laughter, and his expression became a little hideous.

"I have to say that you have succeeded in provoking my anger. ”

Zhao Yunxing's long sword pointed directly at Xiang Bin: "Even if I desperately bear my father's scolding and the anger of the Agni Zhu Fang, today I will kill you with my own hands, I want you to know what price you have to pay for speaking out in front of me!"

"The Sword Saint is mighty!" The soldiers listened for a long time, and they couldn't hold back the anger in their hearts, and when they heard Zhao Yunxing's words, they immediately shouted and cheered.

As soon as Zhao Yunxing patted the strange beast under his crotch, the strange beast hissed, and waited to rush forward.

"Polar Ice wishes Lord Fang here!"

At this moment, a shout sounded, accompanied by a melodious Tianyin Sanskrit singing, and a black chariot pulled by eight rhinoceros-like demon beasts slowly came.

The chariot is gorgeous, with a variety of patterns carved on it, and all of them are strangely shaped images of gods and monsters intertwining. Each picture is lifelike, and there are five-color flashes of brilliance, which decorates the chariot with great luxury.

A group of cavalrymen in silver armor and silver spears opened the way on both sides, with white unicorns under their crotches and animal claws on all four hooves, and blue ice crystals shining on their horns.

Zhao Yunxing frowned slightly, hesitated slightly, but still reached out and patted the strange beast under his crotch to stop the impact.

Before the two sides of the confrontation were reached, a cavalryman jumped off the unicorn horse, walked to the chariot with a respectful and fanatical expression, and gently opened the curtain of the chariot.

An old man in a black robe with a gray beard got down from the chariot tremblingly, and swept over everyone present with an expressionless face.

The old man's figure is not very burly compared to the average abandoned barbarian, but his eyes seem to contain a cold and ruthless powerful force, and at a glance, it seems to have touched a piece of ice that has not melted for thousands of years, and his heart is cold for no reason.

The old man's gaze fell on Zhao Yunxing's face, without any emotion.

Zhao Yunxing's hand holding the big sword subconsciously tightened.

The old man's gaze swept to Xiang Bin's face again, and he stopped suddenly.

He opened his mouth and smiled softly, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes seemed to merge. It's an extremely kind smile, but for some reason, it still gives people an extremely cold feeling.

"I've heard that old bastard of Agni, the old guy talk about you. Jibing Zhu Fang looked at Xiang Bin as he spoke, looking extremely enthusiastic. Xiang Bin heard the change in his name and couldn't help but smile lightly.

"I guess it's almost time for me to come here, thinking about how I can meet you and talk to you. Agni thought you would go looking for him, but who knew that you had walked all the way and never saw anyone. If I don't see you again, I'll miss it. ”

Jibing Zhu Fang never looked at Zhao Yunxing again, but just smiled and spoke to Xiang Bin, like an old friend who hadn't seen him for a long time.

"Let's go, young Valkyrie. Go to my house and sit down, I have the snow-capped white tea that I just arrived, even the culprit can't drink it when I'm free. ”

Polar Ice Zhu Fang Zhong made a gesture of please. Clear