"Leave me? Hahaha, that's ridiculous!"

Xia Houlie, the third elder of Yaowang Valley, was stunned for a moment. After he came to his senses, he couldn't help but sneered: "Maybe you still want to kill me? Let's not mention that you, a horizontal martial artist, are not as fast as me in Qinggong. Even if you catch up, you

Do you think you can defeat me?"

"Yes, why not!" Ye Xing grinned, showing his strong white teeth, "It was just a warm-up, now let's do something real!"

The words just fell!

"Qiang!"

There was a sword cry as clear as a dragon, and on Ye Xing's back, the dim sword was suddenly unsheathed, and the cold blade bloomed with a dazzling cold light in the sun.

"What a terrifying murderous aura!"

Xia Houlie, the third elder of Yaowang Valley, felt a thump in his heart, and felt a strong sense of crisis for no reason.

At the same time, the surroundings suddenly darkened, and a terrifying spiritual pressure invaded. It was clearly a clear day, but suddenly night fell, and the sky was dark. The houses, buildings, people, and vegetation all disappeared. Xiahou Lie felt that he was trapped in a

In the darkness, fear and palpitations.

Suddenly, in the endless darkness, a golden light suddenly lit up, flashing towards him with terrifying murderous intent.

Fast, extremely fast! The crisis of death loomed over him, and Xiahou Lie's pupils shrank sharply.

"Break it, break it for me!!!"

Roaring hysterically, Xia Houlie tried his best to activate the innate true energy in his body, and the violent energy wave tore a hole in the space.

The darkness dissipates and the sunlight returns.

However, Xia Houlie could not be happy at all, because the cold light sword had pierced in front of him, and he could only move half a step sideways in the lightning and stone fire.

"Pfft!"

The sharp sword pierced his lower abdomen, and a wisp of blood splashed out. The bright red blood instantly dyed his robe red. Xia Houlie retreated violently, staring at Ye Xing with a look of horror on his face, "

What a terrible sword move! Who are you?"

Drop by drop, blood dripped from the tip of the Nether Light Sword, fell to the ground, and seeped into the soil.

"I, I am the Lord of Baiyun City, the owner of this city!" Ye Xing returned the sword to its sheath, the corners of his mouth slightly curved with a hint of evil smile.

"Impossible! I have never heard of this Baiyun City." Xia Houlie, the third elder of Yaowang Valley, shook his head and said: "With your strength, it is impossible to be so unknown!"

Ye Xing is really not famous in the Central Plains Wulin. Apart from his pseudonym Ye San, who won the first place in the Qingwu Association. Ye San's vest is very famous in the Central Plains Wulin. After all, he is the top among the geniuses. It is difficult not to be famous.

.However, Ye Xing's true identity is unknown. After all, the Southern Tang Kingdom is located in a quiet corner. Being here is no different from living in seclusion in the mountains and forests.

"Haha, yes, I am unknown!" There was a hint of self-mockery on Ye Xing's face, but there was a firm and confident look in his eyes, "But being unknown is only temporary, and soon the three words 'Baiyun City' will be

It will spread throughout the entire Central Plains martial arts world!"

Ye Xing's goal is to build Baiyun City into a super city that is comparable to the Holy Land, or even surpasses the Holy Land. Entering the Central Plains Wulin is just the first step of the plan. This time the Lord of Youyue Palace attacks, Mengxue's departure has a profound impact on Ye Xing.

The blow was huge, and he planned to speed up the pace of city construction and accelerate the growth of Baiyun City's power.

"I don't understand. With your status, why do you have to kill the young master of the Valley and form a deadly feud with our Yaowang Valley?" Xia Houlie, the third elder of the Yaowang Valley, asked in a deep voice. This matter really made him feel very sad.

I don’t understand. Logically speaking, since the Lord of Baiyun City knows the identity of Jiang Yuhang, the Young Master, he shouldn’t kill him.

Although Yaowang Valley is not a behemoth like the Millennium Holy Land, it is still a top force with strong overlords. Forming a deadly feud with Yaowang Valley may not necessarily be beneficial to Baiyun City. The more Xiahou Lie thought about it, the more he felt this

Although the Lord of Baiyun City is young, he exudes a mysterious and elusive aura.

"Because he offended me, how can I, the city lord, spare him?" Ye Xing said.

"Huh, don't tell me. Since you killed the Young Valley Master, you can take care of it yourself and wait for the revenge of our Yaowang Valley!"

Go away.

"Haha, elder Xiahou, walk slowly, I, the city lord, will give you a ride!" Ye Xing stepped on the "Eight Steps of the Devil" and shrunk to the ground, forming a series of afterimages as he pursued forward.

Like a fleeting glimpse of light, the two of them moved very fast, rushing into the forest one after the other and disappearing directly.

"It's so fast. I didn't expect our city lord to be so powerful!"

"Then the old man in green robe is in the first-class Xiantian realm, right? He was actually injured. Our city lord is also in the first-class Xiantian realm?"

"Probably not, the city lord has only condensed the golden body, and the true energy seems to be at the second level peak!"

"It's so amazing to be at the second-level peak. If you step into the first-level innate realm, wouldn't it be——"

"Haha, in short, we can sit back and relax about the construction of the city this time. The city lord is probably a high-level powerhouse in the Central Plains martial arts world, and he can protect us!"

The people in Baiyun City at the gate were extremely happy, whispering to each other, and discussing with great enthusiasm.

"This...Elder Yan, look...this...should we follow to help?" Tie Zhan, the leader of Xuantie Sect asked.

"Follow me!" Mo Pao Elder Yan Jiu said angrily: "Everyone is gone. Can you keep up with their speed?"

"Ha...yeah...too!" Tie Zhan, the master of Xuantie Sect, scratched his head and laughed.

"Don't worry, Xia Houlie has been injured by the city lord. The city lord's strength is steady and he will not be in danger." Mo Pao Elder Yan Jiu said in a deep voice: "Let's go back to the city now and make all arrangements for moving and building the city.

It’s all right, wait for the city lord to return victorious!”

…

Baiyun Mountain has beautiful scenery, green trees under the blue sky and white clouds, and greenery. Birds chirp from time to time, and the sounds are crisp and sweet.

At this moment, in a forest in Baiyun Mountain, an old man in green robe was using Qinggong to shuttle between them.

But he saw that there was a sword wound on the lower abdomen of the old man in green robe, and strands of bright red blood continued to overflow, dyeing his robe red. Although he was injured, the speed of the old man's Qinggong did not slow down at all, and he quickly

Very.

"Hoo!" "Hoo ho ho!"

The wind roared in his ears, and the trees on both sides retreated rapidly. The old man in green robe ran all the way. After running for more than a hundred miles, he stopped and looked behind him.

I saw nothing behind me. Not only was there no human figure, there were no birds or animals. There was only the gentle breeze and the rustle of leaves and branches swaying back and forth.

"Huh, after escaping so far, you should get rid of the Baiyun City Lord. This person's fighting power is really terrifying. Fortunately, he is a horizontal martial artist and not very fast!" The old man in green robe breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled to himself:

"It's really ridiculous that a horizontally trained martial artist wants to compete with me in light kung fu speed and even tries to keep me here!"

The old man in green robe shook his head, and after confirming that there were no pursuers behind him, he immediately turned around and prepared to use his kung fu to treat his injuries.
Chapter completed!