The turbulent Yellow River rolls over, it is like a roaring Yellow Dragon raging wildly, a chain across both banks rippling on the Yellow River rippling layers of splashes, a figure suddenly shuttles on the roaring Yellow River like a long arrow off the string, it is extremely dangerous! Shuttling on the Yellow River, coming to the silent 'Yellow River Valley', the green mountains are verdant, the flowers are red and willow green, the bees fly and butterflies dance, a good paradise. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Yellow River Valley", the most famous martial arts faction in the northwest, the valley master black long river, has the reputation of the rivers and lakes 'Jiaolong', with its domineering, ruthless marksmanship is famous in the rivers and lakes, the spear is as fast as electricity, fast as a dragon, in the entire northwest, there are few invincible opponents.

At this moment, the figure of the "Yellow River Valley" shuttles, losing the peace of the past, becoming a little nervous because of the disappearance of the young valley master, the pavilions and pavilions in the depths of the valley, the shadows are hidden in the green mountains and green forests, and the spacious and solemn valley square is crowded with people at some point, a group of people dressed in black robes, A group of old men in white robes and black robes clasped their hands and looked at each other quietly, and invisible and powerful forces emanated from their bodies unconsciously, suppressing the entire space and greatly reducing the morale of the people in the gloomy "Yellow River Valley" opposite.

Hei Changhe, the valley owner of the "Yellow River Valley," has a wide body and a strong body, a sturdy figure like a javelin, and although his swarthy face is not handsome, he is not a beautiful man, but he is also quite heroic! His right hand is tightly holding the spear of Zhang'er, and the body of the spear is shining with dazzling light, and the forest is cold; beside him stand two women, one woman is in her forties, with a strong body, ordinary appearance, very gorgeous clothes, holding a pair of short knives, but she is also a heroic hero; the other woman is in her thirties, delicate and curly, They were followed by two pairs of young men and women in their twenties, the men were dignified and extraordinary, the women were as delicate as flowers and had all kinds of amorous feelings, and they were followed by the disciples and followers of the 'Yellow River Valley', who stared at the unscrupulous people opposite, annoyed and angry, but also helpless. Because of Hei Pan's disappearance, Hei Changhe has sent a large number of masters out, and in addition to him, his wife, concubines and children, there are only less than a hundred followers left in the valley, and he is a little powerless in the face of thousands of enemies.

The solemn crowd suddenly parted a passageway, and a group of people slowly entered not far away, led by a man in his early thirties. A young man under forty years old, tall and strong, handsome in appearance, dignified in appearance, but his face was a little pale and bloodless, his gloomy eyelids were a little dark blue, and he was wearing a white robe with green inside, and the robe was embroidered with red plums, and the flowers were dotted on the white robe like blood, and he was covered with a long black fashionable coat, like a noble son from Kyoto, and he was followed by an old man in gray who was like a ghost, the old man's face was slightly pale, and he seemed to be in a state of illness, and his head hung down gently, and the young man was surrounded by four shirtless men, nine feet tall, strong as a mountain, his face was dark like iron, his eyes were like an eagle, and a tattoo appeared when he was shirtless to his back, like a dragon and a bird, vicious and ruthless, they are holding a knife in both hands, the knife is curved like the moon, the blade flashes with a chilling aura, faintly flashing red light, making people's hearts palpitate!

The young man's slender hands stretched out from his robe, his white, delicate and slender fingers gently rubbed against each other, his cold eyes stared at Hei Changhe like a poisonous snake, and his voice was as cold as ice, penetrating people's hearts: "Hei Changhe, what do you want to wait for?

Hei Changhe shouted angrily: "Cen Changyin, don't dream, I won't hand over the 'Xuantian Order'?"

Cen Changyin's eyebrows were like knives, his narrow eyes were cold and cold, and he said with a sneer: "Hei Changhe, it seems that you are toasting and not eating and drinking?" Hehe, don't you forget that your son is still in our hands, if you don't hand over the 'Xuantian Order' again, don't blame us for being polite?"

"Pan'er......" The beautiful young woman suddenly burst into tears and screamed, "You who kill a thousand knives, why can't you get along with a child!"

Hei Changhe was so angry that his whole body trembled, and his hands tightly held the spear in his hand: "Cen Changyin, you ...... You can if you want the 'Xuantian Order', but we have to compete, if you can win my gun, we will hand over the order with one hand and the other hand, how about it?"

Cen Changyin laughed and said: "Hei Changhe, now, you still want to negotiate conditions with this son, you are too naïve!"

"Cen Changyin, are you a coward...... Is it an incompetent person, and he doesn't even dare to compete?" Hei Changhe said sharply.

"Hei Changhe, your radical method is useless to this son? Why should this son compare with you, you must know that the initiative is in the hands of this son, and your son is also under the control of this son, haha, why should this son compare with you?"

"Cen Changyin, you ......"

"By the way, there is one more thing that Ben Gongzi forgot to tell you, all your people who are looking for your son are dead and have become garbage in the sand, and it seems that only your family is left in the current 'Yellow River Valley'...... Gaga...... "Cen Changyin viciously sprinkled salt on Hei Changhe's wounds, he liked to see the other party sad, sad, and broken.

"Cen Changyin, I'm going to kill you......" Hei Changhe roared, holding the spear in his hand tightly with both hands, his green tendons bulging, and his heart was extremely angry! The middle-aged woman hurriedly stretched out her hand to stop his outburst tightly, "Changhe, don't be bored, don't fall for the other party's tricks?"

"Dad, the second uncle's sword skills are so powerful, it is impossible for him to die in their hands, maybe he deliberately provoked you, let us throw a rat trap, and then we had to obediently hand over what 'Xuantian Order'. A girl in Tsing Yi behind her said softly, her eyes flowing in anticipation, and she was faintly anxious.

"Dad, let's take out some 'Xuantian Order' to exchange my younger brother! After all these days, I don't know what happened to my younger brother?" Another crisp voice came out, his pretty face turned pale, and his delicate body gently snuggled into the arms of the man next to him.

"What Qing'er said is that Qingshan's martial arts are not under me, and it is not so easy for them to kill him? However, the people of the Xuanjiao exercise secrets, and there is a way: open guns are easy to dodge, but hidden arrows are difficult to prevent, I am not afraid of their open duels, only afraid of sneak attacks in secret?" Hei Changhe sighed worriedly.

"Changhe, even if we don't hand over the 'Xuantian Order', there are so many of them, what are we going to fight them with?" the middle-aged woman said sadly, "I'm just afraid of ......"

"Alas, I'm just afraid that as soon as they get the 'Xuantian Order', they will kill people and kill people?" Hei Changhe's face was bruised, and his hands were tightly gripping the spear, "As long as there is a chance to breathe, I will fight to the end and send you out ......"

"Master, if we want to die, we will die together, Hongyan doesn't want to steal his life?" said the middle-aged woman sadly.

"Changhe, Ming'er also stole you?" the beautiful ** man couldn't cry, crying with tears in her eyes.

"Father, mother, second mother, our family lives and dies together, advances and retreats together, and our daughter does not leave ......"

"We're not going either!"

Cen Changyin stared coldly at Hei Changhe's family, and the old man beside him whispered: "Childe, in order to prevent a long night and many dreams, let's urge Hei Changhe to hand over the 'Xuantian Order'! If he wants to die with us to the end, we will kill them, and then ......."

Cen Changyin nodded, his cold eyes staring at them like poisonous snakes: "Give them another chance, let them hand over the 'Xuantian Order', and if they are still obsessed, they will order to kill...... Hmph, we must not let the 'Xuantian Order' fall into their hands. ”

Cen Tianyin raised his head and said with a sneer: "Hei Changhe, let's discuss it! Is it possible to hand over the 'Xuantian Order'? You can rest assured, as long as you hand over the 'Xuantian Order', this son will never touch a single hair of your son......? If you still want to play any tricks, then don't blame Ben Gongzi for being unkind?"

"Cen Changyin, are you a threat?" said Hei Changhe angrily.

"What if it's a threat?" Cen Changyin laughed.

"You ......" Hei Changhe was so angry that his whole body trembled, he glared at Cen Changyin angrily, and said sharply, "Cen Changyin, if you want to get the 'Xuantian Order', you have to let Hei see his son first?"

Cen Changyin's cold eyes flickered, and he glanced at the old man in a low voice, the old man comprehended, and with a clapping of his hands, he saw a big man in black carrying an eight- or nine-year-old child up, the child lowered his head, and seemed to have passed out.

"Pan'er ......" the beauty screamed, looking at the unconscious child with a stupid gaze, tears falling like rain.

"Little Stone......" The two delicate women couldn't help but exclaim.

Hei Changhe's heart was moved, he couldn't speak excitedly, and said sharply: "Cen Changyin, what did you do to my son?"

Cen Changyin sneered: "Hei Changhe, don't get excited, let's hand over the 'Xuantian Order'!" As for Ling Gongzi, it's just a temporary coma, if you hesitate again, he's not as simple as a light coma?"

"You...... Bastard ...... "Hei Changhe looked at his unconscious son, and hesitated, for the sake of his son, did he really want to hand over the 'Xuantian Order'......?

Suddenly, there were bursts of hurried footsteps and sharp chimes in the distance, and in the blink of an eye, groups of red-clothed people emerged from all directions, they were dressed in red and white pants, holding long swords, their movements were fast and neat, and they surrounded nearly a thousand black-clothed people in an instant, their cold faces were expressionless, standing quietly, as if waiting for someone to call the command and launch a deadly attack at any time.

Cen Changyin's handsome face turned even paler, his mouth twitched, and he smiled coldly: "I didn't expect them to come very quickly?"

The old man reached out and grabbed the child in his hand, pinched the child's neck stiffly, and said sharply: "Hei Changhe, quickly hand over the 'Xuantian Order'?"

There was a long roar in the distance, four figures flew like electricity, like four huge black eagles, fierce and compelling to pounce, and then sang softly, the faint sound of the piano sounded in the 'Yellow River Valley', the sound of the piano is pleasant, melodious and calm, into the ears, but it resonates with people's hearts, so that the heart involuntarily gradually falls into seclusion, as if the spirit is swimming between heaven and earth, and it seems to be a soul into the blue sea, with the blue sea rippling, leisurely and heartwarming. With the faint sound of the piano, the white gauze danced lightly, fluttering like a fairy, six pretty girls in white gauze light shirts floated in the air with a gorgeous sedan chair, but the sedan chair was carried by four strong men in green clothes, nine feet tall, their faces were cold as ice, and the muscles of their arms were like iron. With the arrival of this group of strangers, the atmosphere in the field became tense for a while, and the entire "Yellow River Valley" was shrouded in a layer of depression and suffocation.

A tall and sturdy old man said sharply: "Cen Changyin, you are so bold, you actually dare to covet the 'Xuantian Order'?"

Cen Changyin's handsome face looked particularly hideous and terrifying, and he laughed wildly: "Whoever can get the 'Xuantian Order' can inherit the position of the sect leader, this is a well-known thing?

"Presumptuous ......" There was a coquettish cheer from the sedan chair, and the gorgeous and unparalleled sedan chair descended from the sky lightly.

Cen Changyin's cold eyes revealed a light of greed and resentment, but his hands trembled gently because of nervousness, and his expression burst out with a strong and fiery hope, which seemed a little out of shape.

"Childe ......" the gray-clothed old man whispered softly, his tone was full of some disappointment and helplessness, the so-called fair lady, the gentleman is good, facing the Yin Xue Ji who has fallen into the city and the country, he didn't see his face, only listened to his voice, and let the son lose his soul, how can this be good? Now that the matter is revealed, in the face of this situation, Childe still can't forget it, but I'm afraid of ...... Alas, it's better to look away, how can you do great things like this? Even if the Xuanjiao falls into his hands, he is just a mediocre sect leader who is greedy for beauty!

Cen Changyin knew that he was out of shape, his eyes reluctantly took back from the gorgeous sedan chair, and sneered: "Could it be that the saint is also going to meddle in this matter?"

The person in the sedan chair let out a soft sigh, and although his voice was cold, it was extremely beautiful: "Cen Tianyin, don't you know that the position of the sect leader has been decided? Now that the sect leader is not here, the 'Xuantian Order' is in the hands of the elders. ”

Cen Changyin laughed and said, "The sect leader has been decided, this is simply a big joke? Since the death of the old sect leader, the Xuan Sect has long been divided and existed in name only. Over the years, there have been frequent battles for the position of the sect leader, who has served whom? Does the saint also want to be the head of the sect or has some new puppet been erected, hmph, you say that the leader of the sect has been decided, and everyone will believe it, isn't it? Empty words, do you make everyone believe it?"

The man in the sedan chair said coldly: "You are wrong, the sect leader is a disciple of the old sect leader, and he has already defeated the eight elders three years ago, and is respected by everyone as the sect leader. Even if Cen Changyin doesn't know, don't you know the ghost old man?"

The gray-clothed old man still clasped the child tightly with his right hand, but said lightly: "The old man knows a little about this matter, but three years ago, the Xuanjiao dominated the Central Plains, not only did he not support the Xuanjiao, but also helped the Central Plains martial arts to deal with the Xuanjiao, how could such an ungrateful person become the leader of the Xuanjiao? Not only did he kill countless Xuanjiao disciples, but he also brazenly said that he wanted to fight with the sect leader, which is really beyond his strength? Now I am afraid that he has already become an ice sculpture on the snowy mountain, do you still expect him to be alive and come back to be the leader of the Xuanjiao, it is simply ridiculous!"

"You ......" the voice of the person in the sedan chair trembled and snorted, "Without the support of the Eight Great Elders, what kind of sect leader is Jade Cicada? He can only be regarded as the master of your Xuanmen! Hmph, as for dominating the Central Plains, it is really a big breath, and it is not the result of the surname Bai's willful and reckless actions, are you all the people of the Central Plains Martial Arts decoration? At that time, even if Brother Yuan didn't make a move, you were afraid that you would be driven out and wiped out? A group of rabble, embarrassed to dominate the Central Plains, is simply embarrassed to lose the ugliness of the people in the Xuanjiao?"

"Even if I can't be the sect leader, can I ...... Hehe, the heart of the saint, it is really exquisite, you keep saying that the position of the sect leader has been decided, I am afraid that I want to leave it to your daughter!

"Presumptuous! Cen Changyin, Ghost Elder, it seems that you are determined to have trouble with everyone, don't you?" said the man in the sedan chair coldly.

Cen Changyin turned his head to look at Hei Changhe, and sneered: "Hei Changhe, have you thought about it in your heart? If you hand over the Xuantian Order to them, then your son ...... Are you sorry? Which is more important, you have to think about it?"

"Pan'er ......" Hei Changhe saw that things were unpredictable, but his son was still in Cen Changyin's hands, and everything was out of his control, his son's life and death were in a thought, and his mind flashed in vacillation and hesitation.

Time moves between life and death, Cen Changyin detains Hei Changhe's son and threatens him to hand over the 'Xuantian Order', but Hei Changhe is struggling desperately.

In an instant, the person in the sedan shouted angrily: "Cen Changyin, even if you get the 'Xuantian Order', what if you get it, can you escape?"

Cen Changyin smiled proudly: "The holy woman is only afraid that she has forgotten one thing, the rules of the Xuantian Sect are in whoever is in the hands of the Xuantian Order, who can become the leader of the Xuantian Sect, since I have obtained the 'Xuantian Order', why should I escape?"

"You ......" the man in the sedan chair sighed faintly, "Six elders, what do you think?"

The six elders stood quietly in the field, silent all around, facing the dispute of the 'Xuantian Order', they had no right to intervene, Xu Fei had someone to hurt the Holy Maiden, and he would use the power of thunder to turn the danger into a disaster. They looked at each other, and a tall old man in the lead said in a deep voice, "According to the rules of the Xuantian Sect, whoever gets the 'Xuantian Order' is the leader of the Xuanjiao." ”

"This ......," the man in the sedan called out anxiously.

"Hehe, even if he gets the 'Xuantian Order', he can't become a sect leader?" another short and fat old man sneered, a strange smile on his flushed face.

Cen Changyin looked stunned: "What are you talking about?"

The short and fat old man sneered: "Cen Changyin, you are only afraid that you have forgotten one thing, if you want to become a sect leader, you must meet three conditions, the first is to defeat the eight elders, the second is to obtain the 'Xuantian Order', and the third is to find the sect leader golden sword." Hmph, you want to be the sect leader, but it's still far away?"

Cen Changyin looked at the ghost elder in a low voice, and the ghost elder nodded helplessly.

The man in the sedan chair said coldly: "Cen Changyin, with your martial arts, will you be the opponent of the Eight Great Elders?" The 'Xuantian Order' has not been obtained yet, not to mention that the sect leader Jin Jian has long since disappeared, and you want to be the sect leader, it's just a dream." ”

Cen Changyin's originally excited mood suddenly sank into a trough, his cold eyes were red, and he roared with a somewhat crazy expression: "Haha, even if I can't be the sect leader, who of you else can be the sect leader?" Hei Changhe, if you don't want to collect your son's body, just hand over the 'Xuantian Order' quickly?" He smiled cruelly in his heart, "Don't be too complacent, even if I can't be it, no one wants to be this sect leader, and after I seize the 'Xuantian Order', Lao Tzu will destroy it, quack......" There was a cold smile on his lips," Ghost Elder, I shouted ten times, if Hei Changhe doesn't hand over the 'Xuantian Order', you will kill his son." ”

Hei Changhe's face changed greatly, and he said angrily: "Cen Changyin, you dare to ......"

Cen Changyin raised his head, the corners of his lips curled, and said in a cold tone: "1...... 2...... 3...... 4......”

Suddenly, a burst of dragon groans rushed straight into the sky, swinging into everyone's hearts, surging and surging, knocking on people's hearts, like mountains and rocks thundering down, enveloping the entire "Yellow River Valley", everyone couldn't help but raise their heads.

Cen Changyin just shouted to 9 o'clock, only to feel a powerful suppressive force suddenly pounced, the sound stopped, and at this time, people heard a roar from the sky, and a black mountain rushed down.

Cen Changyin was flustered, rushed forward, and said angrily: "Black Changhe......"

"Stop! I'll hand over the 'Xuantian Order', you send Pan'er over!" Hei Changhe was so frightened that his whole body was in a cold sweat, facing his son's life and death, he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and reached out to take out a token from his arms, the token was like iron and not iron, black and translucent, and it was a little heavy in his hand.

"Throw it over......" Looking at the 'Xuantian Order' that was close at hand, Cen Changyin was extremely surprised and roared.

"Send Pan'er over......" The token in Hei Changhe's hand waved in his hand, making a soft moan in the friction, and then bounced out, jumping up in an arc like a frisbee.

At this moment, a whirlwind suddenly rolled up in the air, and the 'Xuantian Order' flew up as if it had a spirit, like a well-fed, fat stupid bird.

"My 'Xuantian Order' ......" Cen Changyin hissed unwillingly, he had already paid a lot of price for it, how could he let it escape from his hands so lightly? The old ghost figure had already rushed up like a ghost, and frantically pounced on the flying 'Xuantian Order'.

At this moment, a white figure flew down from the sky, as light as a feather, and two slender fingers gently grabbed the 'Xuantian Order' that flew up, and then slowly fell to the ground.