After hearing these news, Yang Xia walked onto the street, looking at the deserted, very different market from seven days ago, a little stunned, now that the war of the life clan is completely over, most of the monks of the various sects have left, and most of the monks who stay here are scattered cultivators, and they want to try their luck again to see if they can find one or two undiscovered secret places of the life clan.

On the sparsely populated streets, most of the temporary shops, inns, and gambling houses have been empty, Yang Xia walked all the way, and found that the soldiers of the Yu Kingdom had entered the place, patrolling the streets and alleys, and the soldiers of the Yu Kingdom looked at Yang Xia who was wearing the robe of Tianxin Sect and retracted his gaze.

After walking for a while, Yang Xia came to the tavern seven days ago, it was empty, there were no guests, but the man was still there, and he came forward to beckon him to sit down.

Yang Xia asked for a jar of wine, took out Cangze's Peng meat and put it on the table, after seven days, Peng meat is not hot but still delicious, the entrance is fragrant, let him exclaim happily, wait for the wine to come up, while eating and drinking.

Just when Yang Xia was feasting, an old man wearing the Taoist robe of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, with snow-white beard and hair, fairy wind bones, and two sword eyebrows, walked into the tavern with two handsome and arrogant apprentices, came to his table and sat down, staring at him without saying a word.

"Do you have something to do?" Yang Xia gnawed Peng's mouth full of oil, wiped his mouth and looked at the old man, his face full of doubts.

"This ten thousand mountains, the master of Xue Yu and Xue Rou. The old man's sword eyebrows furrowed, looking at Yang Xia, who was flowing in the stream and had no appearance, and said lightly.

"It turned out to be the master of the two good sisters, do you want to have some Peng meat, it tastes good, don't stand still, sit down and eat together." Yang Xia was surprised, but he was not shocked, since the cultivation of the Tao, he has come into contact with many powerful people in the world, and he was not shocked in the face of the waves, and pointed to the Peng meat on the table, and said.

Wan Shan didn't move, and the two apprentices behind him were even more angry, and he saw that a milk baby in Yangxia didn't know how to get up and salute in the face of the famous Wan Shan, and his posture was frivolous, and he was even more disgusted.

Yang Xia saw Wan Shan's indifferent face, and the two apprentices behind him felt a lot of bad feelings for him, threw the Peng meat in his hand on the table, and said calmly with a small face: "What's the matter, say it." ”

"Kendo is ruthless, and obsession will make kendo flawed, and it will be difficult to go far. Wan Shan opened his mouth, and a cold light burst out in his pupils, making Yang Xia's body feel a sense of tearing.

"What do you mean, Ming?" Yang Xia at this time, even if he was stupid, only Wanshan was not good, stood up, his little face was gloomy, and he said coldly.

"Xue Rou and Xue Yu are rare good seedlings, their hearts are connected, and the method of cultivating this seat can become a great weapon, but she is too obsessed with you, and there will be love silk for a long time, and the sword can cut everything, but it is difficult to break the love silk. Wan Shan no longer concealed his killing intent towards Yang Xia, and his voice was cold.

"You're going to kill me?" Yang Xia's face changed slightly, he really didn't expect that his kindness would lead to today's misfortune.

Wan Shan was silent, the killing machine in the pupil was like a shadow, if it weren't for the fear of Feng Wuji and Gu Tianchen, he would have already killed Yang Xia, and he wouldn't talk more nonsense to the ants in front of him, before coming here, Wan Shan had already known that Yang Xia had a special status in the Tianxin Sect, not only had to be protected by Liu Xiyan, but also a disciple of Gu Tianchen, an immortal, moreover, the old scourge of Feng Wuji and the little ghost in front of him also had a lot of intercourse, and there were so many talismans that were enough to make Wan Shan jealous.

After pondering for a long time, Wan Shan said coldly: "This seat will not kill you, that will make Xue Yu and Xue Rou hate me as a master, but there are many ways to break her two obsessions, for example, a waste person will not make any woman tempted." "He plans to abolish the Yangxia Lingtai and let the two lovers die.

Wan Shan said, stretched out his finger a little, the sword qi at his fingertips was several zhang long, and the cold mangs were pressing, approaching Yangxia Lingtai, wanting to ruin his life.

Yang Xia's little face changed greatly, the sword aura was too terrifying, its speed was as fast as thunder, he didn't even have time to call the yin and yang fish to resist, and the wisp of breath flew in front of his eyebrows.

"Staring!"

Above Yang Xia's body, a canopy of heaven rose, standing forever, flicking this sword qi away, reversing, forcing Wanshan to retreat, and at the fingertips, a drop of blood with spiritual rhyme dripped down.

"What kind of ability is it to bully the little ghost, the old cow's nose is like this, he can't eat the ancients, and he is disgusted when he looks at it. A sound echoed through the tavern, hoarse and low, flickering left and right.

"What person?" Wanshan's white hair floated up, the sword intent soared, and he turned into a sword shadow of ten thousand times, and the divine glow was pervasive, covering thousands of heavens and the earth, and his soul searched the heavens and the earth, and after a long time, he still didn't find out who made the shot.

"Ahem, old fellow, you haven't even stepped into the platform, and you still want to find the deity?" the man coughed twice and sneered at Wan Shan.

"You are not a member of the Tianxin Sect, otherwise you would have already appeared, what does this little ghost have to do with you, you want to save him?" Wan Shan squinted his eyes and looked at Yang Xia, who was covered in cold sweat and gritted his teeth.

"The deity just can't get used to seeing the old cow's nose of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, what's wrong? You can move this little ghost today, and the deity will immediately go to eat. This person still didn't show up, and his voice was light, which made Yang Xia feel familiar.

"Count your luck today, go. Wan Shan knew that there was no chance to abolish Yang Xia, so he turned around and wanted to leave.

"Want to go, little ghost, doesn't he want to abolish you, go, abolish the two apprentices of this old bull's nose, and give him some color to taste. "This person doesn't plan to let Wanshan leave easily and let Yang Xia take action.

Yang Xia had already held back the fire in his belly, listened to the words of the mysterious man, shot directly, stepped forward and made a ruthless attack on the two disciples of Wanshan, the power of the extreme realm was surging, and a blow came, and the two origins were exhausted, and the flying sword in the hands of the two disciples of the middle stage of the Dharma Realm of Wanshan was shattered, and he spewed blood in two mouthfuls, flying out like a rag.

Yang Xia didn't say a word, grabbed it with both hands, and the body thunder scattered, pinching the two disciples of Wanshan in his small hands, and the thunder rolled down, almost turning the two of them into charcoal, and a scorching smell came out, and the two so-called geniuses of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect were vulnerable in Yang Xia's hands.

"Little ghost, you dare!" Wan Shan was shocked, he never thought that Yang Xia Zi was so wicked, just one blow would make the two apprentices half dead, he had to open his hair, and he wanted to do it with a roar.

In the tavern, the Shenxia covered the sky, and the avenue civilization was derived, turning into a big sleepy word, hanging above the head of Wanshan, locking him.

Wan Shan shot, the sword was raging, flying everywhere, hitting the smoke and haze, the ancient mottled sleepy word, making a "Zheng Zheng" sound, unable to shake the word in the slightest, and could only watch Yang Xia abolish the two apprentices.

Yang Xia threw the two unconscious and abolished Wanshan disciples at his feet, and said coldly: "This is interest, in the future, whenever a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect meets the master, they will all be abolished." ”

"You ant!" Wan Shan's face was disdainful, he didn't believe that Yang Xia could do it.

"Xiao Ye not only saw a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, but when Xue Rou and Xue Yu became adults, they would go to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect to propose marriage, and marry two beauties at one time, Meizizi!" Yang Xia hated Wan Shan's old stubbornness very much, and if it wasn't for the help of a mysterious person today, he would have been abolished, so he decided to disgust and disgust this bull's nose, as for the half-truth and half-truth, it was to make Wan Shan uncomfortable.

The sleepy words on the top of Wanshan's head dispersed, he stopped moving, knowing that he couldn't do anything about Yang Xia today, and said in a deep voice: "If you dare to enter the mountain gate of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, this seat will let you know what it means to go and not return." ”

"Hehe, speaking of which, you are still the matchmaker for me and my two good sisters, it's not that you want to abolish the master, and the master will not make up his mind to marry Xue Rou and Xue Yu, the two girls know about it, maybe they will thank you for being a big matchmaker, haha!" Yang Xia laughed and sat down to drink again.

Wan Shan's old face was blue, he was trembling with anger, Yang Xia's mouth was too poisonous, which made this old man of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect smoke from his mouth and nose, he knew the intentions of the two belovers, if this little ghost really had the courage to propose marriage....

"On the day of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's happy event, I will ask Xue Rou and Xue Yu to thank you, thank you for your success. Yang Xia poured a bowl of wine, and paid homage to Wan Shan, making the old cow's nose and face even more gloomy, suppressing his anger, and lifting the blackened disciple with both hands and leaving.

Wanshan left, Yang Xia looked around, and said loudly: "Who is the senior, why don't you show up?"

After a long silence, no one responded, and the mysterious man seemed to have long since left.

Yang Xia frowned, this person deliberately lowered his voice, but he always felt familiar, and there was a sense of déjà vu.

A quarter of an hour later, when Feng Wuji arrived, the old scourge came to the tavern and sat down beside Yang Xia, and with his dirty hands tore off a large piece of Peng meat and ate it.

"Was it you before?" Yang Xia was puzzled, looking at the mouth full of oil from the gnawing Peng's meat, and the wind Wuji that showed the big teeth.

"It's not. Feng Wuji hiccuped, picked up the wine jar and poured a few sips of wine, and shook his head.