The person who came was Zhao Yun, who originally wanted to take Meng Qi away for protection, but he didn't expect to meet Huang Long by chance.

"I'm you. Daddy's big brother, you can call me uncle! ”

Huang Long was about to have a seizure, Zhao Yun said: "I didn't frame you, that day in the ring, you asked what the string break was, and he said count your father, and I am the eldest brother of the string break, not your uncle?" ”

"It seems that you have a good relationship with him, very good, so I will take you down first, cut off your limbs, gouge out your eyes, and then force him to kneel in front of me!"

"You can't beat me with a broken string, you can't beat a broken string, and you can't beat me with reason, why are you so confident!"

"Fart, I can't beat him because I am born to restrain each other, and beating you is like catching chickens and dogs!"

Huang Long didn't want to talk nonsense anymore, with a flick of his wrist, the sickle let out a yin and evil low sound, and a terrifying ghost sound immediately appeared in Zhao Yun's mind, like a nightmare coming, and his soul was impacted.

"Rubbish!" Huang Long's eyes showed disdain, and the scythe was in front of Zhao Yun in an instant, but he didn't notice that a spear suddenly stabbed him, and if he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have almost stabbed him in the heart.

"Brush, brush!" One blow was not smooth, Huang Long slashed out several times, and the blood-colored sword light submerged Zhao Yun, and there was a ghostly sound surrounding each knife, rushing into the ears as if there were a hundred ghosts whispering, making people upset and afraid.

"Very strong!" Zhao Yun took out his gun to resist, although he could deal with it easily, but he had a new assessment of Huanglong's combat power in his heart, it was worthy of the Netherworld bloodline, it was indeed very strong, more than a little stronger than when the string was broken that day, it seemed that it was indeed a martial vein suppression that could not be played.

"Good opponent!" Zhao Yun was interested, and finally met a master in the same realm, and he couldn't let it go!

The knife came to ask for his life, the gun was like a dragon, the figures were staggered, the sparks were flying, both of them used the cultivation of the true courage realm, each blow had the power of more than 20 bulls, and after more than a dozen moves, it was still evenly divided, and no one could take advantage.

"I underestimate you!" The more Huang Long fought, the more frightened he became, he thought that he could easily win it, but he didn't expect that he couldn't touch the depth of the other party after such a stalemate.

"Blood Dance!" Huang Long used a real move, dozens of drops of bright red blood were thrown out of the scythe, turning into a blood knife and shooting towards Zhao Yun quickly, the blood knife was extremely fast, the penetration was extremely strong, and a trace of black smoke came out of the air wherever it passed.

"Formless!" Zhao Yun still didn't have any moves, but he used the artistic conception of the unphased meridian, the spear head stirred the void, and the invisible qi wave formed a whirlwind to smash the blood knife, at this time, a fierce killing intent stabbed the skin, and Huanglong's knife inexplicably appeared behind him!

"Bang!" Zhao Yun didn't turn around, the spear slammed directly back, the barrel turned into a spear head, and collided with the sickle.

"Bloody Rain!" The blood scythe kept spinning in Huang Long's hand, and countless blood spots shone from the blade.

Out of thin air, the yin wind rose out of thin air, the chill was on his heart, the blood fell on his body, and a little black hole was corroded in an instant, and under the pain of worrying his heart, Zhao Yun was not disturbed, and the spear stabbed out a sound and the blood rain was in the center of the scythe's rotation.

Huang Long didn't expect someone to be able to carry the bloody rain and bloody wind to attack head-on, and he was caught off guard and almost had a finger cut off by the head of the gun.

"Damn it!" Huang Long didn't believe that he could still capsize, and the blood-colored vines in his body spread, and after all, he sacrificed the power of the Netherworld Martial Vein.

"Wraith Seeker!" The blood sickle flew and slashed, and the power came directly to thirty cows, ten more than Zhao Yun's poles, not only that, but there was also a strange power in the sickle, hooking the soul and asking for life, making people feel that the soul and the body were separated.

This is still an underworld martial vein that has not been fully awakened, if it is completely awakened, it can really force the human soul out of the body!

"Fu Fang Gong!" Zhao Yun didn't dare to slack off, and used the Fu Fang Gong, and his strength soared instantly, but the blessing of strength could not bring an absolute advantage, after all, strength was only the foundation, and only strength was for the reckless.

"Shock!" Zhao Yun's spear twitched in the air, and a huge sonic boom was heard, and the strange power in the scythe receded like a tide as if frightened, and the spear head and blade collided again, and the fireworks illuminated the faces of two completely different teenagers.

"How is that possible!"

"I don't believe it, I'm going to kill you tonight!" Huang Long didn't want to fail again, and the blood-colored vines in his body kept spreading, until strange lines could be faintly seen on his skin, like a ghost, and it actually floated!

"Huh?" Zhao Yun was really surprised, he could only do it in the air above the martial realm, why should Huanglong be a mortal realm?

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Soon, Zhao Yun discovered the clue that Huang Long did not really fly, but seemed to use a secret method to temporarily leave himself off the ground.

"Brush!" An evil smile flashed from the corner of Huang Long's eyes, and a flicker suddenly appeared behind Zhao Yun, the speed was faster than the extreme of the mortal realm, even though the latter's reaction was already very fast, a wound was still cut on his back, and blood was dripping immediately.

"Brush, brush!" Huang Long's figure kept beating around, and the sickle in his hand kept slashing out, and Zhao Yun was overwhelmed with several more wounds on his body.

Huanglong's speed is much faster than that of Jiang Gu that day, and the angle of the knife is extremely tricky, and it is impossible to prevent it!

"Cut off your arm first!"

"Dead like home!" Huang Long's voice came, Zhao Yun knew that he couldn't delay, and the triple combat power of Fu Fang Gong exploded instantly, and he shot decisively in the dazzle, and a shot hit Huang Long's abdomen and knocked it away.

"Damn!" Huang Long wanted to scold his mother, he didn't know what kind of bad luck he had poured, he encountered monsters one after another, he thought he would win with the Netherworld Step, but he didn't expect it to be broken, I really can't understand why!

"Could it be that he also has that kind of martial vein? It can't be, it's not that feeling. ”

"Bang!" Zhao Yun didn't pause when he struck a blow, he stepped forward and stabbed out a shot straight at the heart, Huanglong's horizontal knife resisted but miscalculated the blessing of Fu Fanggong, the knife edge flew back upside down, and Tianwei Huanglong vomited blood again!

"Who the hell are you!"

"It's all said it's your uncle!"

"Ahh The yellow dragon roared, and the sickle flew out with bloody light, and the blood light was loud on the way, bursting out with a shocking might, Zhao Yun instantly felt as small as an ant, powerless and desperate, as if this knife was the pen of a judge, in charge of life and death, unable to resist.

"Die!" Huang Long's expression was distorted, and under extreme anger, he actually unlocked the seal of the blood sickle and burst out with the powerful power of this murder weapon!

"High-grade spiritual weapon!" Zhao Yun instantly realized that the sickle was likely to be a high-level spiritual weapon, but it was not clear what level it was at, but it was very strong in short.

"Don't talk about martial arts!" When Zhao Yun was about to fight to the death, the gun in his hand flew out uncontrollably, and the dark body of the spear did not have much brilliant manifestation, but it instantly rushed into the blood light and knocked the sickle away for thousands of meters!

The ferocity of the scythe suddenly dissipated, and the blood light that erupted was also restrained, Huang Long looked at the ordinary spear full of shock, his pupils dilated and he didn't know what to say, even if he couldn't beat it, it couldn't be compared to weapons, what the hell was it!

"Poof!" Huang Long couldn't help but spew out a mouthful of blood mist, but Zhao Yun didn't intend to let him go, the spear attacked, ready to kill him, Huang Long's eyes were full of unwillingness, but he had to turn around and flee first, Zhao Yun wanted to chase it, but found that the other party suddenly turned into a yellow smoke and disappeared, and even the blood sickle disappeared.

"It's quite a good way to run!"

"Thank you Shaoxia!" Meng Yuanwai and Meng Qi were already stunned at the door, and after Huanglong ran, Meng Yuanwai hurriedly came up to thank them.

"You're welcome, except for Meng Yuan, the Si people have gone, and I still want to mourn."

"Hey, what I'm most worried about now is Qi'er, the Xiao family won't let him go. By the way, dare to ask Childe's surname? ”

"My name is Zhao Yun, and I was asked to come by Young Master Shun."

"Which young master Shun?"

"It was Young Master Shun who killed Xiao Bucai and Gao Jin's mother and son in the ring."

"It's him!" Meng Yuanwai and Meng Qi were very excited when they heard Gao Shun, after all, the enemy of the enemy is a friend, and for now, both sides are thorns in the side of the Xiao family!

Zhao Yun looked at Meng Qi, who hesitated and lowered his gaze, but still did not come out of the hatred.

Meng Yuanwai patted Meng Qi's shoulder and said, "Qi'er was originally cheerful, active and fun-loving, but since his sister's accident, he has become depressed and doesn't like to talk much." ”

"Your name is Meng Qi?"

"Yes."

"Is that sword in the ring cool?"

"It's cool, it's not cool." Meng Qi's eyes were complicated, remembering the scene when the dagger slashed Xiao Mo's neck, although he didn't regret it, he didn't have much revenge, after all, the person who killed his sister was not Xiao Mo.

"Do you know how your sister died?"

Meng Qi's face changed suddenly when he heard this, and his clenched fists almost couldn't help but make a move.

"Look at this." Zhao Yun handed over a blank piece of paper, which was crooked (this chapter is not finished!). )

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Twisted and written in blood for most of the page.

Meng Qi's eyes fell on the paper, and his face twitched unconsciously when he looked at it, and his eyes were about to pop out.

"Xiao Li of the Xiao family offended Young Master Yuan, a friend of Han Yue, the son of Jizhou Mu, in Chunfeng Lou because of Chun Qiao, Han Yue personally came to the door to cut off Xiao Ji's head, and the Xiao family in order to appease Young Master Yuan's anger, tied up Meng Yuanwai's daughter and gave it to him, and Meng Yuan's daughter was *** by Young Master Yuan, and then by Han Yue***, until he died."

Meng Qi's hands trembled, his pupils were bloodshot, and he turned around to leave.

"Why are you going?"

"I'm going to kill them!"

"Who can you kill, Han Yue, Yuan Tan or Xiao Li?"

"I ......"

"Calm down."

"Can you help me?"

"Yes, but we have to wait."

"What are you waiting for?"

"Of course it's waiting for the opportunity, none of your enemies are easy to deal with, don't rush, take your time."

"Why help me?"

"No, I don't think they're happy, come with me to the county guard's mansion, if you kill Xiao Mo, the Xiao family won't let you go."

"What about my uncle?"

"Meng Yuanwai is safer than you, after all, he has a reputation for being a good man, and the Xiao family is on the cusp of the storm, so they won't deal with him."

"Okay, as long as I can help my sister avenge it, let me do anything."

After talking to Meng Yuan, Zhao Yun took Meng Qi to prepare to return to the county guard's mansion, but met an acquaintance on the way.

"Zilong!" The person who came was none other than the little witch of the Xiao family, she stared at Zhao Yun directly, obviously knowing something.

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