Outside the ruins of the Northern Wilderness, seeing that Hu Yanqi was reluctant to place a bet, the dust Daoist was a little displeased: "Your Excellency Zuo Xianwang seems to be a little inappropriate, the gambling game was proposed by Your Excellency, why did you refuse to bet?"

"Why is Your Excellency so impatient, when did this king say that he would not bet?" Hu Yanqi glared at Chen Lao Dao without saltiness, untied the skin behind his back, and threw it in front of everyone, "This king will bet on all the items in this skin bag that all your disciples will die in the ruins, as long as one of you comes out alive, these treasures will be yours!"

"It seems that your purpose is really as Sect Master Zhou expected!" Ouyang Jianxin's sword eyes widened slightly, and a trace of sword qi attacked Hu Yanli, "The wolf is ambitious, vainly trying to exterminate the fresh blood of our clan, but although your calculations are very good, they can't escape the eyes of the wise." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Even if you guess it, just with those potted plants that you take care of indoors, you want to be better than the pines and cypresses that deceive the frost and the snow of our clan!" Hu Yanqi's whole body was agitated, driving the air pressure around his body, easily shattering Ouyang Jianxin's sword qi.

Seeing the martial arts that he had never seen before, Zhou Muyu's eyes flashed, he smiled slightly, and said softly: "Your Excellency King Zuoxian, you can't talk too much, before the last moment, you don't know who will kill the deer!"

"Let's wait and see!" Hu Yanli didn't want to pay attention to Ou Yan Jianxin, Zhou Muyu and the others, turned around and came to a flat ground and set up his tent.

Zhou Muyu shook his head and set up a tent with a group of giants.

In the ruins of the Northern Wilderness, the barbarians advanced the ruins according to the pre-arranged strategy, and set up ambushes at various checkpoints of the ruins, preparing to sneak attack Yan Shaoyou and other Beidi disciples. However, this strategy has long been seen through by Zhou Muyu, in the meeting yesterday afternoon, Zhou Muyu informed the giants of the barbarian people's plan to draw salaries from the bottom of the kettle, and all the giants have taken precautions and given their disciples a lot of self-defense. Zhou Muyu also handed over the Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle to Yan Shaoyou and others, and he also gave his remaining three copies of the "Dragon's Cave Chalcedony" to three disciples with lower strength for them to save their lives.

After the disciples of the major forces entered the ruins, they immediately found their respective senior brothers and formed a group, after all, there were too few credible people other than their own senior brothers. The same is true of the Extreme Dao Eight, the second-generation disciples followed closely behind Yan Shaoyou and Song Yunfeng, ready to obey orders.

The disciples of the wealthy families in the Northland, who had their own thoughts, were reluctant to go through the road, so they only parted ways. Although Yan Shaoyou spoke out to stop him, these people were arrogant and unwilling to listen, just waiting to see them leave.

Yan Shaoyou sighed helplessly, and walked towards the depths of the ruins with the people of the Extreme Dao Sect, and the senior sister of the Tianxiang Pavilion thought for a moment and decided to keep up with the footsteps of Yan Shaoyou and the other Extreme Dao disciples.

Sure enough, as Zhou Muyu expected, it can also be said that the barbarian children are too rigid and will only act according to the arrangements of the elders, Yan Shaoyou and the others encountered five barbarian children blocking the road at the first fork.

"The southerners are just cowards who have no power to restrain their chickens, why do they occupy the mountains and rivers of the great land, and I, the barbarian, the heir of the god of war, have been driven to the northern wilderness of poor mountains and bad waters!" The leading barbarian disciples were full of anger and stared at Yan Shaoyou and the others with murderous anger.

"Say more unintentionally, let's do it! Yunfeng, you and I will fight one by one, and the rest of the disciples will attack the remaining three!" Yan Shaoyou decisively arranged the battle situation, drew his sword and killed the leading barbarian disciples.

"Hmph, do you think that you can defeat us with more people?" The leading barbarian youth, with a wave of blood and qi all over his body, slammed into Yan Shaoyou with all his might. The extremely fast punch brought out the surrounding air compression, forming a cannonball, which bombarded Yan Shaoyou.

On the other side, Song Yunfeng made a quick knife shot and fought fiercely with a sturdy barbarian, and the remaining six people worked in pairs against the remaining three weaker ones.

Seeing the enemy's strong attack, Yan Shaoyou immediately turned the gentleman's sword in his hand into a sword wheel, and blocked the opponent's fist strength with a "incognito" style.

"You, yes, but you're not my opponent yet, remember my name, the disciple of the Zuoxian King of the Northern Wilderness Palace, Yeluxian!"

Yelu was domineering, and tore off his shirt, revealing his scarred upper body, only to see him shout, his whole body was shrouded in dark red blood, and the blood quickly gathered to form the appearance of a tiger.

"Yikes... The tiger is coming down the mountain!" Ye Luxian shouted loudly, and rushed towards Yan Shaoyou like a tiger descending from the mountain.

Yan Shaoyou had already prepared, secretly raised his breath, "fame for a while" had already been prepared, just when Yelu Xian's tiger claws were approaching, Yan Shaoyou moved at a very fast speed, and after Yelu appeared to be "tiger descending the mountain", he reflexively slashed at the tiger's blood.

However, Yeluxian did not divide into two as Yan Shaoyou imagined, and the sharp gentleman's sword seemed to be slashed on the fine iron, which shocked Yan Shaoyou's right hand and hurt his mouth.

"Whew!" Ye Luxian let out a tiger roar, blood-colored giant claws, and attacked violently, Yan Shaoyou immediately resorted to "incognito", and the sword in his hand turned into a sword wheel, blocking in front of him.

In the face of the sword wheel, Ye Luxian had no intention of withdrawing the attack at all, and still attacked strongly, the blood-colored giant claw was like a broken bamboo, shattering Yan Shaoyou's sword wheel, and the gentleman's sword was also shot out by this claw!

Yan Shaoyou instantly used "chasing the wind and catching shadows", dodged the deadly blood-colored giant claws, and then a "harrier turned over" to catch the flying gentleman's sword.

The gentleman's sword was in his hands, Yan Shaoyou seemed to hear the mournful roar of the gentleman's sword, and when he looked closely, he saw that the sword body was actually hit by Yeluxian out of a gap. Yan Shaoyou was furious, in his heart, Junzi Jian was a friend, or a confidant, it was more appropriate! His confidant and friend were so badly injured, how could he not be angry!

"Whew!" another excited tiger roar, Yelu Xian, soaring forward. The true qi of "The Scroll of People" boiled under Yan Shaoyou's angry mood, and I saw him fly up and kick the blood-colored tiger Yeluxian with a "vigorous and resolute" kick.

The legs and claws collided, and Yan Shaoyou was immediately knocked out.

"Stupid if you want to compare flesh with me!" came a human-like roar from the mouth of the blood-colored tiger!

After speaking, Yelu Xian stomped on the ground and rushed into the air like an arrow from the string.

"Opportunity!" Yan Shaoyou's eyes flashed, the true qi in his body skyrocketed, and the gentleman's sword in his hand also let out a clear sound: "Friend, this is the last time I will accompany you to kill the enemy!"

A sword of extreme speed fell from the sky, and the gentleman's sword emitted a dazzling brilliance, and the two staggered. "Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the two of them landed at the same time, raising a cloud of dust and covering their figures.

At this time, Song Yunfeng's battle also entered the final moment, only to see him carry the knife with his backhand, and used the knife movement method of "reverse killing" to use the knife style of "overlord", and under the opponent's surprise, he sealed his throat with a knife, and the opponent died in Huangquan.

At the same moment, the six second-generation disciples also killed their opponents at a very small cost, and they also stood beside Song Yunfeng, anxiously looking at the dust in the sky.