Time flies, and ten days have passed. In the cave where Xie Yun's master and apprentice were, I saw the sword light dazzling, like a rainbow, and a blue flying sword was shuttling quickly in the cave.

I saw that the flying sword suddenly broke through a void gap, burrowed into the narrow black void gap and disappeared, and then suddenly rushed out of the void several feet away, and the trajectory was extremely strange.

Xie Yun, who was controlling the flying sword, said with satisfaction: "It seems that this "Shangqing Broken Void Sword" is really good, with the foundation of my "Imperial Sword Technique" with this set of swordsmanship, it will be impossible to guard against it in the battle, and I don't know when I will die." ”

Xianshu replied: "It seems that you can't practice the cultivation techniques of the foundation building period, but you can still learn the sword techniques of the foundation building period." This set of "Shangqing Breaking the Void Sword" was originally a swordsmanship in the foundation building period, but because you have the vitality of the foundation building period in your body, it can also be used, but the distance of the flying sword to break the void is too short, and it will gradually become stronger as your cultivation increases in the future. ”

Xie Yun thought of Yang Peng, so he asked, "Disciple, have you adapted to your strength recently?"

Yang Peng shook his head and replied: "Back to Master, the space in the cave is too small to be unleashed, disciple...... Not yet fully adapted. ”

"Can't do it?" Xie Yun said, "That's easy, let's go out and find someone to fight." He said as he packed his bags, "It's time to go out too, and maybe there are people waiting to fight us." ”

When the two walked out of the cave, the long-lost sunlight made them almost unable to open their eyes.

"I've been eating tiger meat for more than a month, I'm tired of eating it, apprentice, let's go to Dakang City for a big meal!" Xie Yun greeted Yang Peng and ran in the direction of Dakang City.

The light in the forest changed, and the night's surging killing machine seemed to be over.

The two came out of retreat for more than a month, and they were in a good mood, Yang Peng broke through many times, and the power of ** was already arrogant, as long as they collided with the big tree a little along the way, the big tree suddenly turned into debris.

Xie Yun followed behind Yang Peng, and the sawdust on his face flew one after another, and he couldn't help shouting: "Take it easy, I don't know how much wood slag I have eaten behind you for the teacher." ”

After turning over several hills, you can already shake the big city in the basin on the mountainside.

At this time, a sound came, and several young monks appeared in front of the two, all of them were not low in cultivation, and all of them had reached the eighth level of Qi cultivation.

Xie Yun, who was in a good mood, greeted a few people: "A few people are friendly!"

Several people met suddenly, and some of them didn't react, and subconsciously replied: "Okay...... Hello. But then he shouted in shame: "Okay, you're big! We are disciples of the inner sect of the Void Dao, and you, a little monk of the sixth level of Qi cultivation, are not worthy to talk to us." ”

Xie Yun smiled, didn't care, and beckoned Yang Peng to go down the mountain.

A disciple of the Zixu Dao looked puzzled: "Why were those two people so familiar just now?"

One of them also said, "yes, I think I've seen it somewhere." ”

Several people had a similar feeling, and after thinking for a while, one of them suddenly said in a loud voice: "I remember, in the sect's wanted mission, aren't these two people looking for us?"

Several people have been looking in the mountains for more than a month, but they have not been able to find any clues, and they have long had no hope.

"Let's go, take them, the reward for this division mission is very high. "Someone proposed.

So several monks chased after Xie Yun's master and apprentice, blocking in front of the two.

A few people stood in front of him, Xie Yun had a smile on his face, but his eyes were already a little cold: "What are you doing with a few Taoist friends?"

One of the young monks in front shouted, "Are you the Wine Sword Immortal and Li Xiaoyao?"

Xie Yun replied: "It's the two of us." ”

The monk sneered: "Just admit it, hand over the treasure bag with interest, and follow me back to the void." ”

Xie Yun asked rhetorically, "What if you don't know what?"

Some monks laughed and said: "You little miscellaneous hair, the cultivator of the sixth level of Qi cultivation dares to talk to us like this, believe it or not, I will break your legs and let you know how powerful our Zixu Dao is." ”

Xie Yunle was happy, and said to Yang Peng: "Apprentice, don't you think you can't do it in the cave? These people will give you training, don't get killed, just break their legs." ”

"Presumptuous!" said the other monk furiously, "Kneel down for me, kowtow three times, and maybe spare your life!"

Hearing the disrespectful remarks of several people, Yang Peng, who was already furious, roared: "Dare to be disrespectful to my master, I can't spare you!"

After speaking, Yang Peng stretched out his big hand and grabbed it towards the monk.

"Arrogance!" the monk sneered, and stabbed at Yang Peng with his flying sword. He saw that Yang Peng dared to grab him without using a magic weapon, and he had the intention to use a flying sword to cut off Yang Peng's arm to let him know that it was powerful.

The flying sword came in an instant, and looking at Yang Peng's arm, I saw a layer of fine scales emerging from Yang Peng's arm, which was the newly comprehended combat skill "Jiaolong Scale". When the flying sword slashed up, there was a sharp and piercing metal grinding sound, only a white mark was cut on Yang Peng's arm, and even the skin could not be pierced.

Yang Peng grabbed the flying sword with his backhand, twisted his hands hard, and the flying sword was suddenly twisted like a twist by the huge force.

"What?" the monk was startled and looked at everything incredulously.

Yang Peng had already come to the monk in an instant, and smashed the stunned monk with a punch. This was still the result of the mercy of his subordinates, if it weren't for Xie Yun's orders, otherwise this punch could have smashed the monk into minced meat.

Then Yang Peng lifted one of the monk's legs and was about to break it off as Xie Yun had ordered.

"Little bastard, do you dare?" Seeing this, a monk hurriedly released a flying sword and stabbed at Yang Peng's vest.

Yang Peng didn't dodge it, and he was still stabbed by the flying sword. The flying sword suddenly fell on Yang Peng's body, and he saw a burst of sparks, but Yang Peng was not damaged at all.

Yang Peng grabbed the leg of the monk lying on the ground and broke it hard, "Ah!" A miserable scream of pain came out, and one of the monk's legs was instantly broken. Then Yang Peng grabbed the other leg, concocted it according to the law, and broke it too. This time, the monk fainted in pain.

"This little bastard is a body refining cultivator, don't let him get close!" one monk shouted, beckoning the other monks to disperse.

Xie Yun, who was leaning against a tree not far away and holding his hands to admire everything, said, "If you are cheap, I will let my apprentice even pull out your tongue." ”

The monk who spoke looked at Xie Yun viciously and said, "That body refining cultivator is extremely powerful, and I can't help it for a while, let me kill this sixth-level qi cultivation kid who speaks cool words first." With his cultivation at the eighth level of Qi cultivation, he felt that he could easily kill Xie Yun at the sixth level of Qi cultivation.

Xie Yun was very unhappy in his heart: "Is it really true that when I am a soft persimmon, can everyone pinch it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a blue flying sword burst out of the void and suddenly appeared behind the monk, and without warning, it instantly sank into the monk's back.

The monk's eyes widened, and he slowly fell down with reluctance.

The rest of the monks were taken aback, and none of them saw when Xie Yun's flying sword was released.

In the moment they were stunned, Yang Peng had already rushed to the other monk, grabbed the monk like a chicken, and then swept off his legs with one punch.

The rest of the monks had no fighting spirit at the moment, and their faces were full of horror. One trembled and said, "This ...... These are two freaks, let's run!" he said, running off into the distance without looking back.

The rest of the monks also left their wounded companions behind and fled.

"The dragon sucks water!" Yang Peng opened his big hand, and a boundless suction force emanated from the palm of his hand, and several people who were desperately escaping were sucked by the huge suction force and flew back into the air.

Looking at the few people who were sucked back, Yang Peng stepped forward, his hands were as fast as lightning, and his fists were as fast as machine guns.

I could only hear a few muffled sounds, and several monks who had been sucked back from the air were punched one by one, and they were knocked away like sandbags, and one by one they only felt that the bones of their bodies were broken, and they lay on the ground spitting blood, unable to move.

Yang Peng stepped forward and broke their legs one by one, and the originally quiet forest suddenly resounded with bursts of screams.

After Yang Peng dealt with it, Xie Yun stepped forward, stretched out his index finger and nodded one by one: "One, two, three...... Nine. Oh, I just killed one, it can only be counted as eight, you eight go back and tell your elders, Zirui Lingzhi I took it from the robbers, not from your Zixu Dao, you have a debt and a master, don't find the wrong person, this time I will let you go, and if you dare to provoke me next time, I won't be so kind. ”

The group of monks promised that they would not dare, but they all had resentful eyes in their eyes, and they only thought about going back and telling the masters of the sect to kill Xie Yun's master and apprentice.

Xie Yun ignored the thoughts in their hearts and continued to walk down the mountain with Yang Peng.

When you enter Dakang City, the bustling city is still the same, and there is no change in the slightest.

Xie Yun took Yang Peng to the restaurant he visited last time, but unfortunately the girl who sang last time was not there, a trace of disappointment flashed in Yang Peng's eyes, but he quickly calmed down as usual.

The two ordered a large table of food and devoured it, which attracted the attention of the people around them.

After staying full of wine and food, Xie Yun had the heart to go to Luofeng Mountain to see if he could buy some suitable things, and it was best to buy a weapon for Yang Peng, and he didn't know if the big knife he liked last time was still there.

When they got out of Dakang City, they saw that there were a lot of monks coming and going, but none of them went in the direction of Luofeng Mountain, but they all went to the west of Dakang City.

Xie Yun casually found a monk and asked, "This fellow Daoist, may I ask where so many monks are going?"

The monk looked back, and when he saw the faces of Xie Yun and Yang Peng clearly, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Oh my mother!