"Clang clang clang!" The swords collided.

The two purple-robed entourage felt pressure suddenly and felt a steady stream of force coming from the man in the black robe through the cold iron knife.

Both of them have the combat power and cultivation of the fourth-rank martial arts school.

He accumulated his strength on the sword, forcibly blocked the attack of the man in black robe, and shouted hard: "Miss, don't worry about us, leave quickly!"

The woman in white touched the close-fitting bag in her arms, no longer hesitated, and turned her back onto the horse.

"Puff!" After two sounds.

Two fourth-rank martial arts schools fell to the ground, and the man in black robe finally showed his style as a strong man and gave two fatal blows to his two entourages.

The man in black robe has neat techniques and strong combat power, and has the cultivation level of a ninth-rank martial arts school.

"Da da da!" The woman in white rode away.

Suddenly! The man in black robe rose up and flipped over the space. Then he arrived first, holding a short cold iron knife in his hand, standing across the front of the woman in white.

The man in black robe stood with a knife, and the true energy in his body surged up, forming a wall of air in front, forming a momentum.

The red-maned horse realized the danger and stopped suddenly.

The woman in white held the green sword in her hand. She secretly accumulated strength, soared into the air from the horse's back, and roared towards the man in black.

He scolded, "Don't you want to live anymore? Death!"

The sword was shining with a bright cold light, and it turned into seven sword energy in the air, with amazing power. It was the "Baihai Seven Styles" of the Beihai Family, the four major families of Liangzhou Prefecture.

Looking at his sword and his strength, he has the strength of a sixth-rank martial arts school.

In fact, the woman in white only had the cultivation level of a fifth-grade martial arts school. Just now, she fought hard in the crisis and suddenly broke through the cultivation level of a fifth-grade martial arts school and entered the combat power of a sixth-grade martial arts school.

The man in black robe was suddenly shocked.

Didn’t this woman in white suffer a minor injury just now? She could even break through the quality world in danger. She is indeed a strong woman with amazing talent.

The man in black robe had a strange expression in his eyes, a ferocity appeared on his face, and he laughed wildly:

"Hahaha, it's really strong! I like a stingy and strong beauty!"

"Swish swish swish swish..."

The seven sword energy in the woman in white attacked towards the man in black, carrying the power of diving.

The man in black robe was calm and composed, his body was filled with energy, and his true energy was pouring out all over his body, and a powerful wall of energy formed around his body.

"Puff puff puff..."

The "Seven Styles of Beihai" of a woman in white hit the powerful air wall formed by the true energy of a man in black robe, and made a few light sounds.

Not only did he not penetrate the air wall, he was also shocked by the air wall several steps back. The woman in white had a burst of blood and blood rolling in her chest. It seemed that the man in black robe had at least the cultivation level of a ninth-grade martial arts school.

The woman in white frowned and became frightened:

"I have little life and death, but what should I do with my secrets? This is related to the honor, disgrace, rise and fall of the Beihai family!"

The man in black robe heard the gloomy and cold voice:

"Beauty, just surrender with your weapons and hand over the secret book of "North Sea God Fist". I can spare you."

The woman in white is the only daughter of Beihai Qianrou, the four major families of the Western Qiang Liangzhou Prefecture.

Beihai Qianru's eyebrows raised and said sternly:

"My Beihai family and the weird people do not violate the well water, why are you aggressive?"

The man in black robe is an elder in the Liangzhou branch of the Yinwei Sect, named Zhou Lingyuan, and has a cultivation level in the ninth-rank martial arts school.

Zhou Lingyuan's face turned stern and said with a crazy laugh:

"Your Beihai family man is mediocre in qualifications. If you don't hand over this secret book of "Beihai God Fist", wouldn't it be a waste of heavenly things?"

The people of the Western Qiang are strong and the strong are respected.

The "Beihai God Fist" that the Beihai family relies on to become famous. In the generation of Beihai Qianrou, neither of their two brothers had discovered the essence of the "Beihai God Fist", and there were no strong people among the clan's children.

Since then, the Beihai family has declined and has become a foil for the four major families.

As the largest family in Liangzhou Prefecture, the Sima family colluded with the weird faction and began to erode the Beihai family.

Fortunately, Beihai Feng, the head of the Beihai family, received news in advance, so he sent his daughter Beihai Qianrou to bring the secret book "Beihai God Fist" to Xixing Palace to find his old friend, Elder Jiang Yanming, to help.

I never thought that things would not go as expected.

Before he arrived at the Xixing Palace of Zibai Mountain, Qianrou of Beihai encountered an ambush from a master of the Yin Si.

The Yinwei faction and the Sima family secretly colluded to eradicate the Beihai family. After the matter was completed, the Beihai family's real estate, land and shops were included in the Sima family's pocket.

The secret book of the North Sea God Fist, the Seven-style Sword Book of the North Sea, and the beauties in the Beihai family are all dealt with by the secret faction;

Beihai Qianrou's eyes were wide open and she stood with a sword.

Zhou Lingyuan felt relaxed in his heart and walked towards Beihai Qianrou with a knife. At this time, the beauty and secret book were at his fingertips, and Zhou Lingyuan showed a greedy and ferocious smile on his face.

"Tait!"

Accompanied by the fierce sound of horse hooves, a young man in white rode his horse on the mountain road, at the age of sixteen or seventeen.

This person has a sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, elegant and elegant appearance, and is exactly the Hero Gang military advisor Long Qingyun!

Zhou Lingyuan couldn't help but be stunned. Looking around, he turned out to be a young man with a weak crown. He felt relieved and smiled at Beihai Qian and said:

"Beauty, hand over the boxing tip. As long as you serve me well, I can spare you."

The voice is firm and there is an irresistible majesty. The cultivation of the ninth-grade martial arts school is a combat power that cannot be ignored wherever it is placed.

Long Qingyun rode his horse to the lying tree. He pulled the reins in his hand and let out a "whip", and the red-maned horse stopped.

He left with his eyes.

Two corpses in purple robes were lying on the ground. Not far ahead, a middle-aged man in black robes was holding a cold iron knife and was bullying a woman in white with a graceful figure.

Long Qingyun jumped around and unfolded "Steping on the Snow Without Trace". People were in the air, and a loud scolding sounded:

"stop!"

Zhou Lingyuan was suddenly shocked and paused.

After two or three ups and downs, Long Qingyun had already arrived in front of the two of them, and the speed was incredible.

Seeing that the other party has great skills, why not use the reputation of this sect to scare the other party and retreat when they see the difficulties. Zhou Lingyuan suddenly came up with a plan.

He blurted out: "Who is you? Don't meddle in other people's business. I'm not easy to mess with."

Long Qingyun raised his sword eyebrows and said sternly:

"What? I haven't heard of the Yin Gui Sect. Put down the knife in your hand, otherwise I will make you a ghost."

At this time, Long Qingyun was majestic, and there was a sharp and decisive force between his eyebrows.

Zhou Lingyuan suddenly felt a powerful aura coming towards him, at least the cultivation level of the high-level Wushu Sect, and was shocked to practice:

"Why does this person feel stronger than the rudder leader of the third-grade Wushu Sect at such a young age? Could it be that the other party used some secret technique, bluffing and making a fool of himself?"

Don’t be scared by this young man? Zhou Lingyuan, as a ninth-rank martial arts school, felt a stern and tried again:

"I dare to ask you, which sect or sect?"

Long Qingyun glanced at Zhou Lingyuan, and a cold light appeared in his eyes, and a captivating light shot towards Zhou Lingyuan:

"Get out, you don't deserve to ask this!"

Zhou Lingyuan was shocked, and his heart was trembling. He stuttered and said in a stuttering voice:

"How is this possible in the realm of the Grand Master?"

Zhou Lingyuan's eyes were full of fear. Although he didn't believe this was true, the shock in his heart increased and did not decrease.

With a "clang", the cold iron short knife fell to the ground, but Zhou Lingyuan did not dare to pick it up, so he stuffed his head and ran away.

He was in a panic and almost tripped by the stones on the road and staggered.

Beihai Qianrou was dumbfounded.

Seeing Zhou Lingyuan, a master of the ninth-grade martial arts school, was frightened and fled, disappearing at the end of the road.

He didn't believe it was true. Beihai Qianrou's eyes were round and she looked at Long Qingyun with suspicious face.

At this time, Long Qingyun was wearing a white dress and stood with his hands behind his back. Xiao Shuxuan raised his head, obviously a handsome boy.

Is it that scary?
Chapter completed!