Poof!

In a burst of exclamations, the sword in Ye Cheng's hand pierced deep into Li Yunxiao's chest. Li Yunxiao grabbed the long sword hard, as if he wanted to stop the long sword from going deeper.

Because he grasped it so tightly, the blade cut through his palm, and a large amount of blood gushed out through his fingers, and then fell tick-tock.

"Mentally retarded, Li Yunxiao, should you be naïve enough to think that with the power of your palm, you can stop the penetration of the long sword in my hand!" Ye Cheng laughed, showing a smug look.

"You're not wrong at all, I can't stop it, but you're wrong, I'm not trying to stop it, on the contrary, I'm trying to help you kill me. ”

"What do you mean?" Looking at the inexplicable smile on Li Yunxiao's face, Ye Cheng, who obviously had the upper hand, suddenly felt extremely uneasy, but he couldn't find out where this uneasiness came from.

Just when he was puzzled, the long sword, which was still somewhat hindered, was suddenly pulled by a force, and the long sword drove straight in, directly penetrating Li Yunxiao's chest, the tip of the sword exposed from his back, and the red blood dripped down the tip of the sword quickly.

And because of inertia, he also leaned towards Li Yunxiao.

At this moment, Li Yunxiao's voice sounded indifferently in his ears: "Because only in this way can I have a chance to get close to you and fight back!"

"A madman, an absolute madman, how can anyone harm himself first in order to hurt others. Remembering that Li Yunxiao had abolished Han Ling's two arms with two palms before, Ye Cheng's face changed greatly, but it was already too late.

Bang!

Li Yunxiao exchanged injuries for injuries, and this goal was finally achieved. It's just that because of the injury, the power of his palm is not very large, and it just knocked Ye Cheng back, and it didn't hurt him.

Ye Cheng was originally shocked, but suddenly found that he was fine, and couldn't help laughing: "You ...... this ability"

However, before he could finish his words, he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood. A domineering and incomparable freezing force spread within his body.

Ye Cheng's face was so frightened that he couldn't compare to the wheel, and immediately ran the exercises, trying to expel this freezing power from his body, but soon found that with his cultivation, not only could he not drive away this freezing power, but he couldn't even resist the erosion of this freezing power on his function, so that his body quickly stiffened, and he couldn't even run smoothly with battle qi, let alone condense.

After the people around saw Ye Cheng being slapped, they actually stood on the spot, like a stone carving, secretly strange, and the sound of each other was constant for a while.

Because in their opinion, although Li Yunxiao's palm just now was strong, and Ye Cheng was indeed careless, the power of this palm was not enough to shock a three-star warrior.

Of course, some people who observed carefully quickly discovered the clues, and saw that Ye Cheng didn't know when it started, and his eyebrows were actually snow-white like frost. And the area of snow is centered on it, and it spreads to the rest of the body at a speed that is visible to the naked eye!

It didn't take long for everyone to see this obvious change, and their expressions became wonderful.

"Frozen power! And such a terrifying frozen power?" Finally, the discerning man was the first to break the silence and open his mouth.

Li Yunxiao's face was a little pale, he slowly walked in front of Ye Cheng, suddenly pulled out the long sword in his chest, and brought a blood arrow, and then the sword body flipped over, and the tip of the sword was aimed at Ye Cheng, and he went down.

At this moment, a cold drink sounded from the crowd, and the person who spoke was none other than Yang Wei, the only one who had not fought with Li Yunxiao.

"Stop!" Yang Weiwei shouted, and immediately walked out, trying to stop it.

"Why, you also want to be close to me!" Li Yunxiao turned his head and glanced at him coldly.

Yang Wei immediately felt as if he was being targeted by a blood-devouring ancient beast, and a chill came out of his heart, and he was so frightened that he subconsciously took a step back.

"Yang Wei, he is already at the end of his crossbow, he can't even stop your move, don't be afraid, kill him. ”

But the momentum on Yang Wei's body was under the step just now, and it no longer existed, no matter how Han Ling called, he was still unmoved.

Although his cowardice is shameful, he understands better than anyone else that a person with a temperament like Li Yunxiao is definitely a person who will repay him, and with the potential that Li Yunxiao is showing now, if he does not die young, it will not be long before he grows to the point where he needs to look up.

This kind of person can't afford to offend. So, either kill it as soon as possible, or show goodwill.

Although there is no restriction on fighting among disciples within the sect, the premise is that they must not destroy people's cultivation, break people's foundation, and do not kill people. Therefore, the possibility of Li Yunxiao's untimely death is relatively low.

Even if it is unlikely to die, it can only be shown to be good, at least not to be offended.

Li Yunxiao snorted lightly, no longer looked at him, the long sword in his hand slowly stabbed down little by little, and with a "poof", it was slammed into Ye Cheng's chest, and then said in a casual tone: "Ye Cheng, your sword, and return it to you!"

"You...... Give ...... I'll wait...... I ...... I don't...... Yes...... Put it ...... over you him. Ye Cheng didn't know if it was like this, or if he was shivering like this, and he stammered when he spoke, which was extremely unfavorable. But the threat in the words is not to be taken lightly.

"If you dare to threaten me, then I'll charge a little interest first. After speaking, Li Yunxiao raised his hand and threw it out with a slap.

Syllable!

The voice was extremely loud and echoed in everyone's ears. Ye Cheng's left cheek immediately printed five eye-catching finger prints, and his left cheek instantly rose high.

But Li Yunxiao was also uncomfortable, just now when he shook his hand, he used too much force, pulled the wound, and two bloody arrows shot out one after the other.

Seeing this, Li Haitao immediately ran over, hurriedly stopped Li Yunxiao's wound, and then stood proudly beside Li Yunxiao, looking at Han Lingsan and the others contemptuously, so embarrassed, as if the person who had defeated just now was not Li Yunxiao, but him Li Haitao.

"Haitao, can you remember what I said to you in the morning?" Li Yunxiao asked with a smile.

"You seem to be saying that I'll be happy later. Yes, I'm in a good mood right now. No, it should be very cool!" Li Haitao laughed out loud with interest, this feels so good!

Since he and Li Yunxiao came to the Blood Sword Gate, not to mention suffering, they have also been bullied. Especially the people in front of Han Ling, who came to trouble them every once in a while, either asking them to do this or that. He dreamed that one day he could trample Han Ling Ye Cheng under his feet, but he didn't expect that this day would really come true.

"That's fun, brother, you're too easily satisfied, you know, we haven't found anyone to do our mission yet!" Li Yunxiao showed a weird smile.

Li Yunxiao was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "You really want to ......"

"Yes, I'm going to ask them to pick up the dung. Li Yunxiao almost said it in a roaring voice, to vent the depression in his heart over the years.