Li Fu slapped Yang Chen to the extreme.

Yang Chen was stunned.

The person in front of him actually slapped him?

Moreover, the speed of the other party, not to mention him, even the old man next to him, didn't seem to react, and for a while, what appeared in Yang Chen's eyes was not shame and anger, but fear.

Subconsciously, he realized that this was a peerless powerhouse!

He found that the master uncle ancestor around him, in his Hehuan Sect, the powerful sword cultivator 'Xie Xiao', whose strength can rank in the top three, has a sky-high sword momentum, and it converges in an instant, and the person who can make the master uncle and ancestor put away the sword momentum will be an ordinary person?

Although he is arrogant, he is not a brainless person, and the other party, even the first person of the contemporary young generation in the Yunyue Kingdom, the crown prince Li Xiao, calls him 'boy'!

Could it be that this is a rejuvenated old monster?

"Xie Xiao, I've seen King Yong!" Xie Xiao saluted Li Fu.

"King Yong?" Yang Chen was stunned, the person in front of him turned out to be a prince?

The other party calls himself 'Li Fu', surnamed Li, is he a member of the royal family of Yunyue Kingdom? It's just that the royal family of Yunyue Kingdom has such a number one person?

He had never heard of it.

"Xiaochen. Xie Xiao's voice was a little low.

Yang Chen was reckless and collided with King Yong, asking King Yong to forgive him. Yang Chen bowed down and sweated coldly, the prince who could make his uncle and ancestor respect so much, in his opinion, was by no means simple.

You must know that even if you meet the contemporary emperor of the Yunyue Kingdom, Uncle Shi will not be so humble.

"I have heard a little about the Hehuan Sect and the Jiwu Sect, I don't care about other things, the Imperial City of the Yuanchen Affiliated Country, there are things I want to protect, I can't allow you Hehuan Sect to go wild, get out!"

Li Fu's face was light and light, and after leaving these words, his body was shattered, and the wind blew and dispersed.

Yang Chen's pupils shrank, what kind of means is this?

"Let's go. ”

Xie Xiao sighed in his heart, he understood that since the one just now had spoken, standing in the Extreme Martial Saint Courtyard in the Imperial City of Yuanchen's subordinate country, he Hehuan Sect was destined to be unable to move.

Leaving the Imperial City of Yuanchen's vassal state, Yang Chen asked curiously, "Uncle Shi, who is that King Yong? ”

Xie Xiao's eyes narrowed, "Because, he, is a taboo of the royal family." ”

"Taboo?"

Yang Chen's heart was shocked.

Xie Xiao nodded, "He is the illegitimate son of the emperor of the previous generation, and his talent is better than the person behind the scenes of the current royal family, and his strength is only stronger than that person." ”

Of course, Yang Chen knew who the 'man' in the mouth of his uncle Xie Xiao was, his face turned pale, "That person, this year is nearly fifty, the Yongwang just now, so young, he ......"

"Thirty-one years old. ”

Hearing Xie Xiao's reply, he gasped, thirty-one years old, is his strength stronger than that person?

In front of his talent, even the crown prince Li Xiao is overshadowed!

At this time, Yang Chen also knew the identity of the person just now, no wonder, he called the crown prince Li Xiao 'boy', he was the imperial uncle of the prince Li Xiao at all.

"Uncle Shi, why does he want to maintain the Extreme Martial Saint Academy, could it be that he has some unusual relationship with the Extreme Martial Sect?"

"No, he just said, the matter of the Extreme Martial Sect, he already knows the Dao, if he really has anything to do with the Extreme Martial Sect, he will directly kill us, with his strength, it will be easy to deal with us. ”

Xie Xiao shook his head, and when he said that later, he was a little lonely.

He has pursued martial arts for hundreds of years, and now, even a thirty-one-year-old doll is inferior.

Lamentable.

Jiwu Sacred Temple.

Fang Lun finally recovered from his grief, as Chu Yang said, now, there are many things waiting for him to do.

"Sect Master, you really don't want to go with me, with me by your side, it's okay ......"

"I've made up my mind, I don't need to say it anymore!"

Chu Yang shook his head, interrupted Fang Lun's words, and handed over the sect master token that Ye Nantian had given him to Fang Lun: "You try to gather the core disciples, as well as the sect disciples scattered outside, find a remote place, recuperate, and wait for the day I come back, kill the Hehuan Sect, the Blood Demon Sect, and the Blood Sacrifice Sect Soul!"

"Yes, Sect Master. ”

Fang Lun received the order, and sighed secretly in his heart, although this sect master, although he was young, he had the will to reach the heavens.

The sect master has to go on his own, only in this way can he break out of the sky alone, if he walks with him and lives under his wings, the pace of progress will be dragged down by him.

"When you find a place to stay, leave a letter to Brother Li, and when I return, I will go to Brother Li to get it. ”

Chu Yang said.

Chu Yang left, didn't let Fang Lun send it, got into the carriage driven by Wang Ergou, and left the imperial city.

The vast land, boundless, with three speedy horses as the foot force, the speed is extremely fast, and soon, it disappears at the end of the vision of the imperial city.

He, Chu Yang, left today.

When he returns, he will definitely make the entire Yunyue Kingdom tremble for him.

Yunyue Kingdom, Hehuan Sect.

Today's Hehuan Sect, the atmosphere is solemn, with the three thousand blood tigers riding in, in less than a quarter of an hour, where they passed, blood flowed like a river.

The mountains are all over the place, and they are full of corpses of disciples from the outer sect of the Hehuan Sect!

The outer disciples on the periphery of the Hehuan Sect station ushered in the end of the world, facing the three thousand Spirit Martial Realm soldiers, facing the three thousand Spirit Demon Blood Tiger, how fragile they were, as fragile as a piece of paper, they didn't even have the strength to fight back, many outer disciples wanted to ventilate and report the news, and as soon as they took a short step, they were shot by the strong bow and angry arrow in the hands of the Blood Tiger Rider.

"Kill!"

In the midst of the shouting, Nie Qian had a miraculous power for the gun in her hand, and every time it shook, it took away the life of a disciple of the Hehuan Sect.

Blood debt, blood payment!

Only by killing can she calm the turmoil in her heart, and can she comfort the souls of those sect disciples who are living and dying in front of her.

"No!"

"Don't kill me, spare your life, spare your life!"

"Who are you, why do you want to kill us, what are you going to ......?"

"Devil, you are devils, devils!!"

......

The disciples of the Hehuan Sect fled in all directions, but they found that there was nowhere to escape, these heavily armored iron-blooded soldiers were like Shura who crawled out of hell, every time they made a move, they easily took the lives of their fellow disciples, even if they were martial artists in the Lingwu Realm, they were bombarded and killed in one face.

They couldn't figure out why their Hehuan Sect would cause such a catastrophe!

They regretted it, why did they want to worship the Hehuan Sect, they didn't get the future, and they gave their lives first.

Nie Wutian's face was cold, his eyes were full of bloodthirsty cold light, the spear in his hand seemed to be given life by him, every time he stabbed out, it was like a dragon out of a hole, and the bodies of the disciples of the Hehuan Sect were directly penetrated by the conjoined body, and the spear shook and the whip flung down, and the bodies of the disciples of the Hehuan Sect were exploded into minced flesh, and blood splashed.

This is Nie Wutian, the spear god Nie Wutian!

The gun god is angry, and the god is powerful!

"Nie Wutian!!"

The roar that shook the sky came from the direction of the Hehuan Sect's station, and a piercing hurricane roared high in the sky.

Yang Huan, the sect leader of the Hehuan Sect, finally led the elders of the sect and flew over.

When he saw the corpses all over the mountains and the rivers of blood, Yang Huan's eyes were round, which contained endless pain and terrifying chills, rising above him, his voice was depressed and low, "Nie Wutian, today, even if you have the protection of the royal family, I will kill you! I will destroy you three thousand blood tiger horses!"

"Haha......ha

Nie Wutian laughed, and in the midst of his laughter, he was flamboyant and free, "Yang Huan, will you also be in pain? Why don't you want to think about the feelings of my disciples of the Extreme Martial Sect when you join forces with the Blood Demon Sect to destroy my Extreme Martial Sect! Today, I, Nie Wutian, have come to avenge the sect, I have never thought of leaving alive, and my three thousand blood tiger cavalry soldiers, fighting to the last one, will pull you Hehuan Sect disciples as backs!"

"Keep your dog's eyes wide open, is it your old guy from the Hehuan Sect who is fast, or my three thousand blood tigers are fast to kill!"

Nie Wutian roared, intending to bask for thousands of miles, fighting to the bottom of the line, and not dying!

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

......

Three thousand blood tiger horsemen, the momentum soared into the sky, and everywhere they passed, the disciples of the Hehuan Sect were like rotten wood, destroying the withered and decayed and being destroyed.

"Great Elder, Second Elder, Third Elder, Fourth Elder, you are the fastest, quickly go and inform the four Ancestors! Chen'er, quickly go and gather the inner disciples, I will drag Nie Wutian, the madman, the remaining elders, kill the Blood Tiger Rider, I want to see how long this kingdom's iron-blooded army can support in the hands of the powerhouse of my Hehuan Sect Xuanwu Realm!"

Yang Huan gave a decisive order, his face was gloomy, he stepped into the air, and rushed towards Nie Wutian, menacing.

"Nie Wutian, today, I, Yang Huan, want your life!" In Yang Huan's hand, a three-foot Qingfeng appeared, a terrifying mysterious power, containing a sky-high sword momentum, sword power, roaring and falling!

"I'm Nie Wutian, I'm afraid you won't make it?"

Nie Wutian left the blood tiger under his seat, stepped into the air, the spear shook, and greeted it, the spear pointed, the ripples fluctuated, and the void seemed to be shattered!

The spear god appeared, and with only one shot, it shattered Yang Huan's magic power and hit Yang Huan hard!

"How is it possible?!" Yang Huan's face changed drastically, "Nie Wutian, you ...... You've broken through to the Eightfold Xuanwu Realm!"

Eight layers of the Xuanwu Realm!

Spear God Nie Wutian, before Chu Yang appeared, was the most talented person in the Extreme Martial Sect in the past hundred years, stepping into the Xuanwu Realm Eightfold, and his strength was comparable to the top sect ancestor of the Yunyue Kingdom!

"Yang Huan, die!"

A sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of Nie Wutian's mouth, and as soon as the spear shook, he was going to take Yang Huan's life, Yang Huan, the Xuanwu Realm was sevenfold, far from his opponent.

"Sect Master, be careful!"

Dozens of elders of the Hehuan Sect were just about to make a move on the three thousand blood tigers, when they discovered the crisis faced by the sect leader Yang Huan, and for a while, more than ten people stepped into the air, and the terrifying Xuan Power broke through the air, blocking a fatal blow for Yang Huan.

"More than a dozen wastes, I, Nie Wutian, have nothing to fear!"

The spear in Nie Wutian's hand pointed out, for a while, with the strength of one person, he fought on a par with Yang Huan and more than ten Hehuan Sect elders, and the strength of the eight folds of the Xuanwu Realm was completely displayed!

"Ahh

A double elder of the Xuanwu Realm of the Hehuan Sect was blasted to minced meat under the joint attack of hundreds of blood tiger cavalry soldiers!

The elders of the Hehuan Sect below the fourth level of the Xuanwu Realm could not resist the might of the Blood Tiger Horse, and several people fell in the blink of an eye.

"Evil obstacles, you dare!"

High in the sky, the piercing sound of breaking the air hit, and several ancestors of the Hehuan Sect finally came.