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The boiling waters of the Khotanese River glow with a strange light under the remnant sun of July.

When it reaches the upper reaches, the river is divided into two parts, and one of the eastern branches is the Yulong Hash River, where the terrain is even more rugged and steep, stirring up the rushing waves. Walking upstream along the Yulong Hash River, you will enter the Kunlun Mountains, which are famous all over the world, famous and full of mysterious legends.

At this moment, although it is still summer, the remnant sun has not yet set, under the Jade Dragon Peak, it is like late autumn, the wind is calling, but it can't blow away the gloomy and miserable clouds.

Yan Nantian and the white-haired young man finally came to the foot of the Jade Dragon Peak after a few days of travel, the people were haggard and the horses were even more tired, even the wheels seemed to be unable to roll on the rugged mountain road, and the huge mountain shadow was heavily pressed on the carriage and horse.

Yan Nantian tugged on the reins with his left hand, looked back at the white-haired young man who had been meditating and recuperating in the past few days, and his face had improved a lot, and said: "We have arrived at the Kunlun Mountain Realm, and the place not far in front should be the Valley of the Wicked......"

These days, the closer he got to the location of the Valley of the Wicked, the more excited Yan Nantian became, he couldn't wait to put on a pair of wings and fly to the Valley of the Wicked immediately, so that he could kill Jiang Qin and protect his brother-in-law Jiang Feng.

Seeing Yan Nantian's vengeful look, although the white-haired young man had always been at odds with him, he still couldn't help but remind: "I said Xiao Yan, you see that this place is surrounded by mountains, which is conducive to ambushes, and it is the only way to the Valley of the Wicked, and there are many people who come and go from the three sects and nine streams, so you still have to be careful......

"That's .......," Yan Nantian nodded in agreement. But there was still an unconcealable arrogance on his face, and he didn't take the white-haired youth's reminder to heart, after all. In his opinion, with the presence of him and the white-haired young man, even the Flower Shifting Palace could come and go freely, let alone here? But it's not good news.

Looking up at the baby who had been accustomed to running around for a few days and was sleeping in the arms of the white-haired young man, Yan Nantian had infinite pity in his eyes, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth. He muttered in his mouth: "This kid has really eaten a lot of people's milk along the way, from the Central Plains, all the way to here........."

Talking about babies. The white-haired young man couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Yes." It is said that the child who grows up drinking breast milk is very smart, this child has eaten hundreds of meals since he was a child, and when he grows up, he will definitely be 'the smartest person in the world'......."

"Hahaha......" Yan Nantian heard this, looked at the little guy's pink face, and immediately laughed: "Yes, except for you, there is probably no other child who can ......"

Speaking of the word "can", Yan Nantian's voice suddenly stopped. The white-haired young man sitting in the carriage looked at him and raised his hand. A punch broke through the air and suddenly bombarded out.

At the moment when the white-haired young man shook his fist, he only heard more than a dozen sounds of "du, du, poof", and then, more than a dozen hidden weapons of different lengths and different forms came from the direction where the fist broke through the air.

Seeing the large number of hidden weapons, instead of the slightest fear on the pale face of the white-haired young man, a faint smile appeared, and he saw that the strength of the Void Breaking Fist exploded halfway, turning into a boundless wave of qi, and all these hidden weapons of different lengths in front of him were shocked to the ground.

I have to say that the white-haired young man's punch is very amazing, it doesn't look like a human exercise at all, so that in the shadows of the foothills, some people can't help but shout: "What a powerful fist!"

Yan Nantian shouted angrily when he heard this: "Who is the dark arrow hurting people!?" As soon as the words fell, I saw him jump up suddenly, and his whole body rushed towards the place where the hidden weapon flew from with strong internal force.

At the beginning of the silver light, seven or eight sword lights, like a rainbow in the sky, flew out obliquely from the shadows, up and down, left and right, crisscrossing and crisscrossing. Unbeknownst to him, Yan Nantian was in the air, his strength was still not exhausted, his arms shook, his body suddenly jumped up seven feet again, and the sword light brushed over the soles of his feet.

But hearing the sound of "jingle bell" fighting, seven or eight swords were too late to close, and they all collided together, and as soon as the sword light was closed, seven or eight people fell far to the side. Although it was not clear in the twilight, but in a hazy view, four of these seven or eight people were monks.

Yan Nantian was angry in his heart, he saw that these people didn't say a word, so he made such a vicious move, and he refused to show mercy at this moment, just when he was about to break out, the white-haired young man sitting in the carriage suddenly said: "Xiao Yan, stop!"

"Can you not call me Xiao Yan?" Yan Nantian was stunned, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, although he didn't know why the white-haired young man suddenly stopped him, but he thought that it made sense, and he slowed down his internal force at the moment, and his eight-foot body stood like a pagoda under the scorching sun, with majesty in his eyes to intimidate everyone present, and turned back and said, "Why let me stop?"

"Don't look at your eldest person, but I'm afraid that my age is not enough for a fraction of my age, calling you Xiaoyan is lifting you!"

One of the Taoists raised his hand to stop the other people who were still trying to do it, and stepped forward and replied: "Exactly, how does this young man know......."

Yan Nan Tianhu stood on the ground, his eyebrows were raised, and he said sharply: "Since it is the Kunlun Seven Swords, then why did you want to make such a poisonous attack on Yan, but Yan was puzzled." ”

"Yan?" The man's face changed, and after carefully looking at the outside of Yan Nantian's figure, a cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and several other people behind him couldn't help but whisper eagerly. I heard that the person arched his hand and said: "Under your feet, you are the Yannan Tianyan hero of the world's first divine sword?"

Yan Nantian replied in a deep voice: "It's a certain family!"

When the Taoist heard this, he immediately smiled bitterly: "Poor Dao and others are staying here, originally to block a person who defected to the 'Valley of the Wicked', I really didn't expect that Yan Daxia would also come to this 'Valley of the Wicked', just now I waited for the rudeness, please forgive Yan Daxia......"

Only then did Yan Nantian retract his momentum, and the swords in the hands of the three Daoists had already fallen to the ground, and their arms seemed to be difficult to lift again.

The white-haired young man saw it in his eyes, Rao was with his martial arts powers, and he couldn't help but sigh that Yan Nantian's internal strength was so profound, just one blow could block the combined force of seven people, and he gradually had some preliminary understanding of the power of the wedding dress, and then stepped forward and asked, "I don't know who the people who want to block it?"

The man looked at the white-haired young man, remembered the punch of the other party just now, and actually shook all the hidden weapons sent out by several of his own people in the air, and immediately admired it, and saw him holding a baby in his arms, and suddenly remembered the rumors on the rivers and lakes in recent days, and hurriedly said: "The mysterious master who snatched the orphan of Jiang Feng, the most beautiful man in the world, from the hands of the master of the Inviting Moon Palace of the Flower Shifting Palace?"

"Not bad. The white-haired young man said indifferently: "There is no need to say more polite words, you haven't told me yet, who are you waiting for?"

Kunlun Dao said: "Sima Yan." ”

On the side, Yan Nantian couldn't help but wonder: "How did you know that this thief was coming here?"

"This ......" After a little hesitation, the Kunlun Daoist responded: "The Eight Righteous Men of Sichuan have chased him all the way here, and these three are the Great Righteous Yang Ping, the Three Righteous Warriors Hai Changbo, and the Seven Righteous Warriors Hai Jinbo in the 'Eight Righteousness of the Inland Rivers'......"

The white-haired young man looked at the few people in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a burst of contempt in his heart: Ya, so many people just want to intercept a Sima Yan, and they also use hidden weapons to ambush, these famous and decent people are really ...... A bunch of rubbish!

"Eight Meanings in Sichuan" is famous in the middle of the rivers and lakes, Yan Nantian turned his eyes and saw that these three people were really sharp and eloquent-although Fang got up from the ground, he was not embarrassed.

Yang Ping, the head of the "Eight Righteousness in Sichuan", has a national character face, a nose through the sky, and his eyebrows fly obliquely into his temples, and he is even more heroic, at this moment he hugged his fists and bowed and said: "The younger generations chased the thief to the bank of the Khotan River, and then chased him away, if he fled into the 'Valley of the Wicked', the younger generations were really unwilling, so they invited the four Taoist masters out and stayed here, who knows...... How do you know...... I met Yan Daxia. ”

Hai Changbo smiled bitterly: "Although the juniors have just seen that the appearance of the predecessors is different, they know that the guy is good at disguise, and the juniors really hate this person to the bone, and they are ......."

Yan Nantian bowed his head and said: "No wonder you are so vicious when you wait to make a move, to deal with this thief, the more poisonous the shot, the better." ”

The white-haired young man immediately sneered: "You are not informal, but I haven't seen how smart you are, isn't it groundless for these people to receive such news at this time?"

smiled awkwardly, but Yan Nantian didn't know how to respond.

At this time, the head of the four sons of Kunlun, Zang Yizi, couldn't help but ask: "But how did you know how the two Yan heroes came here?"

Yan Nantian said: "A certain family is going to the 'Valley of the Wicked'!"

The four sons of Kunlun and the three righteous people in Sichuan were stunned, and Zang Yizi was even more moved: "Yan Daxia is heroic and dry, the younger generations have known for a long time, but the wicked people in the 'Valley of the Wicked' are gathered, throughout the ages, I am afraid that there have never been so many wicked people together, and no one has ever dared to face those many wicked people alone, Yan Daxia ....... still think twice!"

Yan Nantian's eyes were like torches, looking at the misty valley, and said in a deep voice: "A man was born in the world, if he can do a few things that others dare not do, what a pity will he die!"

The four sons of Kunlun glanced at each other, and their faces were already ashamed.

An inexplicable look flashed in the eyes of the white-haired young man, looking at Yan Nantian's back, he muttered meaningfully: "Yes, in life, if you don't do a few big things, if you just live for the sake of life, wouldn't you miss the good time, even if you live forever, what can you do?"

Yan Nantian's ears twitched, he looked back at the white-haired young man, and didn't say anything, just laughed heartily, with a hint of relief and the joy of meeting a confidant! (To be continued......)