Xuan Yan stood still and didn't move, and didn't dodge Su Xiao's attack at all.

The blood-red qi blade attacked, but it didn't really slash at Xuan Yan's body, it just flew in his ear, rushed directly into the bamboo forest next to him, and cut countless bamboos.

"Sure enough......"

Xuan Yan not only did not have the slightest fear, but chuckled: "This breath is exactly the same as that old ghost Situ. ”

Originally, Su Xiao was still wondering if the "old man" in Xuan Yan's mouth would refer to his father.

But when he said that the "old man" loved to drink, Su Xiao was sure that he must be talking about his master, the murderous maniac "Burial Sword Man Slaughter" that everyone heard of - Situ Jue!

Gongsun Fu, who was walking behind the two, was stunned for a moment when he saw Su Xiao's move, and then immediately threw away the sweet potato in his hand, pulled out the lightning strike wooden sword and rushed up to protect it in front of Xuan Yan, glaring at Su Xiao viciously.

"What are you doing?!"

At this moment, Gongsun Fu is fierce, and he is no longer that honest appearance!

Su Xiao's eyes were also cold, the temptation just now didn't work, so he simply used his murderous aura again.

The rivers and lakes are so big, and there is more than one old monster at the legendary level. In addition to Xuan Yan, the least frequently mentioned is Su Xiao's master Situ Jue.

Until now, Su Xiao didn't know how many years Situ Jue had lived and how old he was. I only remember that he once mentioned that if Su Xiao met someone who claimed to know him......

Either the other side is bragging, or, that is, their own enemy.

And the kind that never dies!

Su Xiao didn't think that Xuan Yan, the mountain master of Longhu Mountain, a legendary figure who could slaughter an entire sect in Southern Xinjiang by himself, would be idle and brag to himself.

Preparing for a big war. didn't think about it, but Xuan Yan shouted and stopped Gongsun Fu.

"Xiaofu, don't be rude!"

Xuan Yan nudged Gongsun Fu aside, still smiling and said to Su Xiao: "Childe, but is it the senior apprentice of Situ Old Ghost?"

"Sort of."

For some reason, although Xuan Yan had gray strips of cloth tied around his eyes and looked like a blind man, Su Xiao still had a feeling that he was being stared at.

"No wonder, your temperaments are so similar."

"Childe doesn't have to be nervous. Lao Dao and Situ Lao Ghost are not enemies, and they are not with Gongzi. ”

"And ......"

The smile on the corner of Xuan Yan's mouth became even stronger, as if he had seen through everything in the world: "Gongzi will be in this Cloud Sword Sect, there should be something to do, right?" ”

"If you are entangled with the old way here and people notice it, I'm afraid it's not what Childe wants to see, right?"

From beginning to end, Su Xiao didn't feel the slightest hostility on Xuan Yan's body, and he didn't even release a little cultivation aura.

After a moment of silence, Su Xiao still dispersed the condensed murderous aura.

As if sensing that Su Xiao's hostility towards him had decreased slightly, Xuan Yan smiled indifferently again.

"If Lao Dao is not wrong, Situ Old Ghost should still be alive."

"If the son sees him, please tell the old man. The meal I owe him will go to him for a drink. ”

"Drinking and fighting, there has to be a winner, right?"

……

Su Xiao and Longhushan master and apprentice still didn't fight after all, and went back to their residences.

But in Su Xiao's heart, his curiosity about them, especially about Xuan Yan, was a little heavier. At the same time, a strange feeling arises.

Xuan Yan and Situ Jue...... Maybe it's really not the enemy. But if they meet, there is a high probability that they will fight.

That scene, just thinking about it, Su Xiao had some expectations.

If these two old monsters fight, I'm afraid the entire Central Plains will shake......

But I really want to see it......

At the same time, fifty miles away from Linyun City, there was a remote City God Temple.

In the temple, a middle-aged man covered in injuries and looking like a guard had just lit a bonfire. There was also a toddler about four or five years old around the campfire.

The temple was very dilapidated and full of dust and cobwebs. But the two of them obviously have no requirements for the living environment, and their faces are full of exhaustion.

"Young Master, don't worry."

The middle-aged man stirred the bonfire with the knife in his hand, which was already full of crumbling, trying to make it burn more vigorously, bringing a pitiful warmth to the dark night.

"My subordinates, I will definitely escort you back to the city safely."

The boy ignored the man's reassurance, his face was full of tears, and he huddled around the campfire with his legs folded and sobbed.

"Those bad guys...... Why...... We didn't provoke them......"

"My mother always told me that if you are a good person, there will always be good rewards. But she ......"

The man sighed, with resentment and helplessness on his face. I can only try my best to comfort the child: "Young master, when I return to the city, my subordinates will immediately let someone inform the general." ”

"When he knows, he will definitely avenge his wife and everyone!"

As soon as the man's words fell, an extremely piercing sneer suddenly came.

"Revenge! Hehe, don't be delusional! ”

More than a dozen people with long swords appeared outside the City God Temple. The leader is Fu Ming!

Seeing them, the child's expression was instantly terrified. The man also immediately raised a knife and stood up to protect the child.

"You ...... It's really ghostly! ”

The man gritted his teeth and snorted. Fu Ming led people to step into the City God Temple like a leisurely stroll, glanced at the man, and then looked at the trembling child behind him, sneering disdainfully.

"I advise you, or hand him over obediently, so as not to suffer from flesh and skin."

"Delusional!"

The man clenched the knife in his hand and turned his head to look at the child behind him, a look of determination in his eyes.

"Young master, my subordinates are holding them back! You run! ”

"You must live!"

After speaking, the man rushed out, approached Fu Ming as fast as he could, and slashed with a knife!

Fu Ming didn't expect him to dare to take the initiative to attack, so he quickly picked up his sword.

With a "bell", Fu Ming barely caught the man's slash with the sword that was not fully drawn, and the powerful blow made him retreat again and again.

The man didn't stop, another sweep. It's a pity that Fu Ming retreated fast enough, and the blade only cut through his clothes, cutting off the sword spike of the sword in his hand by the way, and failed to hit his body.

"Get out of here!"

The others wanted to rush, but the man hurriedly swung his knife again, forcing them back!

"Young Master! Come on! ”

Under the urging again, the child finally mustered up the courage and ran out of the temple.

"Don't let that kid run!"

Fu Ming just stood firm, and immediately ordered to chase the child. When the man heard this, he also stared at him again!

"Madame! My subordinates have avenged you! ”

The man roared angrily and rushed towards Fu Ming again with a knife.

However, the man failed to rush in front of Fu Ming this time, so two people attacked first, one left and one right, and two long swords pierced into the man's body at the same time!

The sword was drawn, and the man fell to the ground, bleeding profusely!

"Let go of me! Let go! ”

And the child, who couldn't get far, was quickly caught.

The man who fell to the ground spat blood from his mouth, his mouth moved, but he couldn't make a sound, and his eyes widened as he looked at the child who was caught, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret!

"Isn't it good to die honestly? Dare to do it to Lao Tzu! ”

Fu Ming went over, angrily mended two more feet on the man's corpse, and immediately glanced at the sword in his hand.

"Made? What about Lao Tzu's sword spike?! ”

I searched everywhere, but found nothing.

Fu Ming felt a pain in his flesh. His sword spike was made of gold wire, but it wasn't cheap, and it was gone before he had time to show off to others a few times.

Fu Ming, who had no sword spike, was very angry, and his eyes looked fiercely at the immature child who was struggling in the arms of his companions.

"In order to catch you, Lao Tzu has lost a lot!"

The childish boy looked at Fu Ming's cruel expression, and was so frightened that he cried loudly, and his small body struggled desperately, almost breaking free from the hand that grabbed him.

"It's noisy! Hurry up and shut this kid's mouth! ”

Fu Ming picked his ears, first gave an order to the person who was holding the child, and then said to himself: "Made, I didn't expect it to take so long." We have to hurry back, or the elders and sect masters will have to hurry—"

"Whew!"

It was cold, and a silver light flashed from nowhere.

Fu Ming looked at the companion in front of him and his expression stiffened suddenly, and a red line appeared on his neck.

The next moment, countless blood gushed out from the red line! The companion is also separated!

The childish boy who was caught by him also broke free from the shackles, fell to the ground, and really looked up at the outside of the temple in amazement, and even forgot to cry for a while.

Only then did Fu Ming and the others realize that something was wrong, and quickly turned their heads.

"Yo, isn't this Senior Brother Fu Ming? Such a coincidence. ”

Another vote appeared. Chen Qingshan, who was the leader, saw Fu Ming and greeted him with a smile.

Behind him is the Blood Eagle Group of the Rakshasa Gate!