Zhao Jiuge looked at what the silver-robed young man was doing, and scolded despicable in his heart, he couldn't imagine that the person who looked long looked like a human, but he was so despicable and vicious at a young age.

Seeing Xiao Yu walking towards him and his sister, the young man in a brocade robe hurriedly stepped forward to protect his sister behind him, and raised the long sword in his hand in front of him. Although he was facing Xiao Yu, who was one level higher than himself and moved the blood realm, there was no panic and fear in his eyes, and he still had a stubborn little face like a little lion. When it came to the young man behind him, his delicate face was full of panic, and his two black eyes showed a look of urgency.

The old man of the Mo family, who was entangled with Xiao Zhan and fighting fiercely, was still distracted and concerned about the situation here, and was seized by Xiao Zhan to lose his consciousness and was slashed by the blood-colored knife on the shoulder. The old man of the Mo family looked at the current dangerous situation and couldn't care about saving his spiritual power, regardless of the depletion of his spiritual power, he desperately ran the sword technique, and from time to time the sword shot out wildly, it didn't matter if his old bones were explained here, if the young master and the young lady were injured a little, how would they explain to the patriarch of the family.

The sense of coercion of spiritual power in the mountains and forests spread, the woods made a swishing sound, the fallen leaves and branches flew all over the sky, and the stones on the ground were all traces of being cut by the sharp sword, but Xiao Zhan entangled the old man of the Mo family to death, looking at the handsome young man in the silver robe walking forward again, Zhao Jiuge couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart, and his life since childhood had cultivated Zhao Jiuge's kind character in his heart, hesitated, gritted his teeth, and Zhao Jiuge rushed out with his own spiritual power.

"Stop!" Zhao Jiuge paced and galloped, rushing towards the fierce battle ground. Xiao Yu was stunned when he heard the sudden voice, his eyebrows opened slightly, and he was looking at the owner of the voice, a thin young man in a black cloth shirt, the black cloth clothes were a little shabby, holding an ordinary hunting knife in his hand, and his delicate face was full of anger and indignation.

"Get out!" Looking at Zhao Jiuge's dress, Xiao Yu's mocking expression was too lazy to show, and the words of disdain came out, I don't understand where this is the mountain boy who came out, but the spiritual power fluctuations in Zhao Jiuge's body slightly surprised Xiao Yu, of course, it was just surprised, with the status of the Xiao family in Dongyang City, he didn't put Zhao Jiuge in his eyes, and then the spiritual power turned, and the long sword in his hand lit up with a pale cyan light, and he was ready to kill the two young masters and young masters of the Mo family with a slight horizontal.

Looking at Xiao Yu, who was stunned because of his appearance, but continued to be a killer arrogantly, Zhao Jiuge sighed that while this young man was ruthless, he was followed by anger. His own spiritual power was injected into the hunting knife, and in a few flashes, he came to the young master and young lady of the Mo family, and slashed towards the pale cyan long sword that Xiao Yu swept horizontally.

Xiao Yu didn't expect this kid to step forward and make a move, although he felt the fluctuation of spiritual power in Zhao Jiuge's body, but with the magic weapon in his hand, he continued to join the surge of spiritual power without doing anything.

"Click," there was a crisp sound, and the hunting knife in Zhao Jiu's singer turned into two halves, one staggered back a few steps, pursed his lips, his face sank, and a look of anger appeared in his eyes. Relying on the strong spiritual power in the late stage of the Blood Moving Realm, he couldn't overpower Xiao Yu, and the ordinary hunting knife that had been with him was also broken.

Xiao Yu only took a step back, "Haha, just like you, you still want to see the unevenness and draw a knife to help, hum." Xiao Yu looked at Zhao Jiuge's embarrassed appearance, and couldn't help laughing wildly, and the sarcasm and disdain in his eyes were fully revealed.

The young master of the Mo family, who was wearing a brocade robe, looked at Xiao Yu's arrogant appearance, his chest floated even more, and he kept looking at the simple and thin young man who suddenly appeared in front of him, and his dark eyes were full of curiosity. Then the white-skinned left hand holding the long sword was handed to Zhao Jiuge.

Looking at the long sword stretched out in front of him, with a hint of spiritual light, there was a crystal clear spirit stone on the hilt, the fluctuation of spiritual power spread to the entire sword body from here, it was cold in his hand, and Zhao Jiuge carefully looked at the entire long sword in his hand, it turned out that this was the magic weapon ranked at the lowest level in the magic weapon, and his eyes revealed the color of love.

With the magic weapon long sword in his hand, he turned his head to look at Xiao Yu, who was still arrogant, the right side of the corner of Zhao Jiuge's mouth hooked a big arc, although he couldn't externalize his spiritual power like a monk in the Spirit Realm, but relying on the strong spiritual power and physical speed in the late stage of the Blood Realm, he could also bully this seemingly good-looking but ruthless young man.

Xiao Yu looked at Zhao Jiuge, whose momentum suddenly became different, the sarcasm and disdain in his eyes slowly faded, and the two thick eyebrows wrinkled deeply, with a solemn face.

Feeling the strong spiritual power in his body and the fluctuations from the long sword in his hand, Zhao Jiu Ge moved, and a milky white light appeared on the sword's body, accelerating and running forward, without any moves, very ordinary and without fancy stabs. Xiao Yu's eyes suddenly widened slowly, feeling that the spiritual power fluctuations in Zhao Jiuge's body were actually stronger than himself, and he didn't take it seriously at first.

Seeing Zhao Jiuge's sword stabbing coming, Xiao Yu raised his horizontal sword, and at the same time used his spiritual power with all his might, and slashed three swords at Zhao Jiuge in a row, "Bang, bang, bang" Three consecutive collisions came, Xiao Yu took three steps back in a row, beads of sweat appeared on that handsome face, and the whole right hand shook and numb.

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, although Zhao Jiuge had no experience in fierce fighting, his experience in hunting also made him understand this truth, and he didn't give Xiao Yu a chance to breathe, he continued to slash towards Xiao Yu, relying on the speed of several swords in a row, Xiao Yu lifted the sword and was slashed at him by the long sword in Zhao Jiu's singer.

"Puff, puff" two swords in a row, one sword cut through Xiao Yu's silver robe, and a blood stain on his chest slowly oozed out, but the wound was not deep, and the other sword directly split a deep sword wound at the shoulder. Xiao Yu's handsome face was full of pain, a trace of blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and his whole body trembled slightly.

Looking at Xiao Yu's miserable appearance, Zhao Jiuge hesitated suddenly, and was entangled in his heart whether to continue to kill him, although Xiao Yu was ruthless but he couldn't do it, Zhao Jiuge could do it by hunting and killing an animal or something, but people are not better than animals, Zhao Jiuge's heart still can't get over this hurdle, that night he killed Wang Dazhuang angrily just hated and suppressed the boy, although the boy was kind-hearted, but it didn't mean that he was bullied.

Taking advantage of Zhao Jiuge's hesitation and stunned, five young people dressed as generals immediately rushed over, Zhao Jiuge's eyes were full of anger, and his heart was horizontal, and he stepped forward with his left hand and grabbed the hilt of the pale cyan long sword in Xiao Yu's hand, and his right foot slammed towards Xiao Yu's stomach and upper body, "poof" Xiao Yu flew upside down a few meters, and his injured body was even more shaky, but fortunately, the two generals who came to help him.

The remaining three generals rushed over, "Huh, huh, huh" The long sword in Zhao Jiuge's right hand slashed towards the general, and the sword body made a piercing friction sound in the air, after all, the three generals were cultivators in the psychic realm, and their spiritual power was thin, and the spiritual power was stronger than that in the later stage of the blood realm. In one round, the three generals all had wounds more than a foot long on their bodies, and blood stained their armor red.

Although Zhao Jiuge hated these bullies, he didn't kill the killer when he hit the heavy hand, and he couldn't bear it in his heart. The battle between Xiao Zhan and the old man of the Mo family has been fighting fiercely, but both of them are distracted and pay attention to the situation here, seeing that Xiao Yu is seriously injured, Xiao Zhan no longer has the intention of continuing to fight, and fights for the time when the old man of the Mo family has left a few wounds on his body, and retreats to Xiao Yu's side to look at Xiao Yu's injury.

Considering that the two young masters and young ladies of his family were still there, the old man of the Mo family did not continue, for fear that Xiao Zhan would break the jar. Xiao Zhan saw that although Xiao Yu was seriously injured but not in much danger to his life, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart fell, and then he became angry, turned to look at Zhao Jiuge and said fiercely, "Boy, you are very good, and the Mo family, you wait, this matter is not over." After speaking, he hugged Xiao Yu and took a few generals to the outside of the mountain.

Listening to Xiao Zhan's threatening words, although Zhao Jiuge was annoyed that he had caused trouble, he was not very afraid, and put Xiao Zhan in his eyes, although the opponent was in the early stage of the spiritual realm, but relying on the Sanskrit Holy Body Zhao Jiuge was also fearless. The old man of the Mo family was relieved when he saw Xiao Zhan leaving, just now he was scared into a cold sweat when he watched Xiao Yu walking towards his young master, for fear that the young master would make a mistake, as for Xiao Zhan's danger, the old man of the Mo family didn't care about it, although the eldest young master of the Xiao family worshiped the Liuyun Sect, but the Mo family also had the background of the Mo family.

The brocade-robed young man who returned the long sword in his right hand carefully observed the pale cyan long sword that he snatched from Xiao Yu's hand with his left hand, and found that the spirit stone at the hilt of the sword was even more powerful, and the blade was even sharper in the sunlight, and he was very happy for a while.

The girl wearing a pale yellow light gauze long skirt, looking at the heroic appearance of the young man who suddenly appeared, changed her panicked and scared appearance just now, her two dark eyes were full of worship at this time, and she stepped forward and hugged Zhao Jiuge's right hand with both hands, and exclaimed, "Shaoxia, you are so powerful, better than my brother." All of a sudden, Zhao Jiuge became embarrassed, feeling the soft flesh next to his right hand, and became shy again.

I had to look at the nose, the nose and the mouth, and the mouth and heart, so I secretly skimmed the soft flesh next to the right hand, and the slight bulge on the girl's chest was a little deformed because of the arm next to it. Zhao Jiuge couldn't help but say in his heart, Xiaohe showed his sharp corners!