(Cat flutter Chinese) Whether it is Ye Xueyan or Honglei, they are characters who have been crawling on this continent for many years, and they know that tolerance for their opponents is cruelty to themselves, so when they make a move, they are unusually resolute and violent, leaving no room at all, and directly want to put each other to death.

And Ziyan's shot at this time was far less ruthless than the two of them, and she still wanted to leave room for it, not wanting the contradictions between the two sides to continue to intensify to an irreconcilable state. If the three of them really slaughtered the three of Huo Yu, I'm afraid that the natural sect will go crazy.

However, regardless of whether the natural sect will go crazy or not, Ye Xueyan is a dead hand at this time, since the other party has a killing intent towards him, then he has a way to die, and Ye Xueyan will never leave this kind of bane in the world.

Since she became the guardian of Ye Xueyan's blood, she has a firm belief in her heart, whoever dares to touch Ye Xueyan's hair, she will pull out all the other party's hair, and whoever dares to move Ye Xueyan's finger, she will chop off the other party's hand directly, whoever dares to hurt Ye Xueyan's life, she will definitely cut off the other party's door!

So she slashed at Mingjun, there was no half of the force, the killing intent of this knife made Mingjun tremble, he wanted to move, but he couldn't, a cold breath had spread to his forehead, followed by the sharp pain.

Mingjun knew that it was Honglei's sword, and if the magic knife was slashed on his head, he was afraid that he would not even have a chance to feel pain. The blood had blurred his eyes, and his eyes were all bloody! He could feel that in one more breath, the magic knife would descend on his head, splitting his great head in half.

"Whew", behind him, a strong wind came, Mingjun only felt a powerful force coming from behind him, and he was directly dragged away from the place and fell to the ground.

"Boom", Honglei's knife slashed on the ground in front of him, only a dozen centimeters away from his legs, the dust in the sky was filled, Mingjun gasped, he knew that he had picked up a life today.

The dust gradually fell, and a figure appeared in it, it was a middle-aged man, and his body was also filled with golden light, which was somewhat similar to Mingjun. At this time, the middle-aged man leaned over and pressed his hands on the back of Honglei's knife, and the light on both hands almost turned into a substance, like a huge pincer lock, pressing Honglei's demon god knife to the ground, preventing it from making any further moves, preventing her from further chasing and killing Mingjun.

Zhang Guangming is a very ordinary name, but not an ordinary person.

He, like Ximen Yingxue and Hu Menggui, is a generation of masters of the Natural Sect's famous continent, and his natural strength is not weaker than Huo Yuguan, Lei Xuan and Mingjun, but he, like many geniuses throughout the ages, was blocked before the final threshold, and he has not had a chance to break through for many years. But his strength is increasing day by day, although the threshold of Wuzun can trap his level, but it can't trap his talent, if it is in their generation, for the control of the attribute of light, Zhang Guangming is definitely much stronger than Ming Jun.

And Ye Xueyan's side was the same, his mortal blow to Huo Yu was also unable to make a contribution at this time, although he seriously injured Huo Yu, but there were also people from the Natural Sect who stopped him, it was the red-faced middle-aged man before. Although he ranked last among the peak martial emperors, for Ye Xueyan and the others, they were still an unprecedented enemy.

"Hmph, I really looked away before, you little guys are not very old, but your methods are so vicious, you obviously have an advantage, but you still want to take the opportunity to kill? Today, I think you should be killed, so as not to bring disaster to the mainland in the future!" The red-faced middle-aged man said resentfully, he really got angry because Huo Yu was hurt, but it was not as simple as finding an excuse.

And Ye Xueyan's face had a mocking expression on his face at this time, just now it was obviously the people of your natural sect who killed first, but at this time, he reversed black and white. He also knows that the other party's strength is much stronger than them now, and if the other party is really desperate to attack them, then he will have to fight to the death. Even if he is a peak Martial Emperor, he may not necessarily be able to steadily eat his Ye Xueyan.

And Zhang Guangming didn't say anything at this time, after he was sure that Honglei would not make a move, he withdrew his hand, retreated to Ming Jun's side, and looked at Ye Xueyan and the three of them vigilantly, although he was ordered by the sect master of the Light and Dark Sect to protect Ming Jun, but as the pride of the peak Martial Emperor, he had no way to speak out to frame a few juniors, after all, at their level, it was absolutely nonsense to say that they couldn't see that it was Huo Yu and a few of them who killed first.

"Senior Brother Kong, everyone knows the rights and wrongs in their hearts, please don't do anything that disgraces the sect, otherwise even if I am charged with disrespecting my senior brother today, I will have to make a few moves with my senior brother!" Han Yue'er frowned and said, although she knew that her sect had many masters here, and she might suppress Ye Xueyan and the others in terms of the situation, she didn't expect to do such a naked despicable act.

"Senior Sister Han!" Hearing Han Yue'er's words, the red-faced middle-aged man's voice suddenly rose a few degrees, and said to Han Yue'er: "Don't forget, you are a member of the Natural Sect! Don't think that you are the heir of the sect and you can do whatever you want! You are not the only heir! Do your duty!" The red-faced middle-aged man reprimanded Han Yue'er.

Peak Martial Emperor, even in the Natural Sect, is definitely the backbone of the sect, and he is usually a pampered and respected character. But this red-faced middle-aged man is also unlucky, the peak Martial Emperor team of the natural sect he is in is the strongest one of the sect, and even if he is among them, he is the weakest one.

And whether it is Hu Menggui, Ximen Yingxue or Zhang Guangming, they are all characters in the famous mainland, and he is not a chip or two compared to others. Therefore, the status of this team is usually very low, and he always does some chores.

And the psychological conflict between the high status in the sect and the inconsequential characters in the team made the red-faced middle-aged man extremely entangled and painful. He gradually attributed all this to Hu Menggui and Ximen Yingxue, so he always maintained an inexplicable hostility towards Han Yue'er.

Just when the red-faced middle-aged man was smug in his heart, a terrifying sword shot straight at him, and when he found it, the sword light was already extremely close to him. The red-faced middle-aged man shouted angrily, and his huge sleeve robes waved like two red whirlpools, engulfing the sword into it.

But this sword was far more powerful than he imagined, and there was a violent aura in his stunt sleeve, which violently shattered his red robe sleeve into pieces.

"With a role like yours, you dare to shout at her?" Ye Xueyan looked at the red-faced middle-aged man with a gloomy face, like a volcano about to erupt.

Even though the red-faced middle-aged man knew that the strength of the young man in front of him was still far from his own, under the oppression of his powerful momentum, he still felt a feeling that he was extremely familiar with, which was the feeling that Hu Menggui gave him, the oppression of the superior.

"You!" The red-faced middle-aged man turned to Han Yue'er and was just about to put another big hat on her for betraying the sect and fornicating with his sect, when he heard an extremely low cold snort from Ye Xueyan's side. He had no doubt that if he said the wrong word, what he would face next might really be a terrifying outburst.

He turned around stiffly and said to Ye Xueyan: "You, what do you want to do, I am the deacon of the Natural Sect!"

Ye Xueyan looked at him, with a happy expression on his face, in the eyes of the red-faced middle-aged man, this expression was like a lion looking at its prey.

Taking out the identity of the deacon of the natural sect shows that this red-faced middle-aged man is already timid in his heart, and subconsciously wants to rely on the strength of the sect to oppress the other party, rather than relying on his own strength.

Ye Xueyan's smile was bright, he looked at the red-faced middle-aged man, and said with a sneer: "Don't scare me with your natural sect, I don't believe that your natural sect will come to me for trouble for a little deacon of you!"

For the current Ye Xueyan, the background is probably the thing he cares about the least now, his own background is deep enough, and the people he offended, whether it is the Dark Valley or the Xiao family, which one seems to be a terrifying behemoth.

The clumsy performance of the red-faced middle-aged man made Zhang Guangming unable to stand it, he coughed lightly, and said: "Young Master Ye, although our natural sect is powerful, we have never had the habit of bullying others. You are all young people, and it is inevitable that you will be a little rash when you compete, and the shot is heavier, which is not a big deal, so forget it. ”

Although Zhang Guangming's words have a lot of protection for their natural sect, in general, they still sound a lot better. After all, the natural sect is Han Yue'er's own sect, and Ye Xueyan doesn't want to make a big deal with their relationship, since Zhang Guangming is looking for everyone to go down the stairs, he has no extra words, anyway, it is his own side that takes advantage, and there is no need to continue to entangle.

"Ahh

At this time, the blood on his face had stopped, and even the wounds had almost healed, but his face, which was originally so beautiful that women were jealous, had a bright red scar that completely destroyed his beauty, and all that was left was hideous and ugly.

There is a faint trace of strange energy surging on this scar, devouring the energy that Mingjun used to repair it, unless Mingjun can become a saint like Xiao Feng, otherwise this scar is absolutely difficult to remove!

And for Myeongjun, who loves beauty, this is something that makes him more painful than killing him!

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