Ke Yanyue is famous for his arrogant temper and bad temper, but as long as you are stronger than him or can make him look like Su Xin, he can be regarded as very heroic.

Of course, Murong Ting in front of him is not in this list. In Ke Yiyue's eyes, most of these warriors from the northwest tribe are frogs at the bottom of the well, except for warriors from Daxueshan.

Daxue Mountain, a sacred place for martial arts in the northwest, still has some fame in Wulin in the Central Plains. Those who have been tuned up and taught by Daxueshan from an early age can also be considered to be passable.

"Ke Yueyue! You are too bullying!"

Murong Ting snorted coldly. A long sword with a little star mark appeared in his hand. As his sword was tapped, a strange wave suddenly emerged. Xinghe Luoyue, the sword pointed to the sky!

Based on the words that Ke Yingyue had just said, let alone Murong Ting was originally a distinguished Yang Shen realm warrior, the elder of Murong's, he could not accept even ordinary people.

However, Ke Yueyue sneered at this moment. The fire in his hand moved the moon blade, the endless flames rose, the blade edged across the void, and the endless force of madness surged.

Obviously, it is only the easiest way to split Huashan, but it is a powerful way to open the sky in the hand of Ke Yiyue. The sword tears the sky and cuts the stars. Murong Ting's complexion suddenly changes. Immediately, the surrounding area of ​​hundreds of feet was stained with a layer of stars, as if night had fallen.

Ke Yiyue's knife is very simple, and his martial arts are also simple. He can break through the law with force, and you can change everything, I will cut it with one stroke!

In the eyes of Su Xin, the power of this knife is already the extreme of the knife way. There are not many but no fewer warriors with swords in the rivers and lakes. Ke Yiyue can be ranked in the top three on the sword!

His thoughts had just scratched in Su Xin's mind, Ke Yiyue's sword had fallen, and Murong Ting's complexion suddenly turned red, and his blood rose, his figure flew out, and the star-sword in his hand also appeared. There are cracks, almost cracked!

The faces of the other tribe's Yang Shenjing warriors suddenly changed, and Ke Yiyue's strength was somewhat beyond their imagination.

The warriors of the Yangshen Realm from these northwest tribes don't communicate much with the outside world, so some well-known characters may have heard of their names, but they don't have an intuitive understanding of their strength.

In fact, for warriors, unless face to face, no amount of hearsay can be used as a criterion for judging strength.

They have heard of the prestige of the swordsmen in the Taihang cottage, but these Northwest tribes are somewhat disdainful of it.

After all, to the warriors of these northwest tribes, even if the Taihang cottage is no matter how strong it is, there is only one Ke Diyue's yang **** realm. For the same yang **** realm, even if you are strong, you can not be defeated by one enemy?

As a result, they were now a little shocked to see Ke Weiyue's might.

The Taihang cottage may have only one Ke Diyue's yang **** realm, but with him alone, he can be worthy of several of the same ranks of the northwest tribe.

Murong Ting was repelled by Ke Yiyue, and the other four warriors in Yang Shen Realm and Zhong Liyan were all surrounded by a mighty look.

The northwest tribes of the same tribe are not talking about each other. In the face of foreign enemies, even if there are even more contradictions, they must temporarily lay down and join together.

Ke Yueyue sneered, standing with his sword, his breath was not inferior to those five.

However, at this moment, a strange laugh came suddenly: "Well, Ke Zhai's fire knife is still sharp, but there are many people in the Northwest, so Ke Zhai does not need to help?"

Appearing in front of everyone was a middle-aged warrior wearing a golden Chinese suit, thin and thin, with a moustache and a wicked face.

After seeing him appear, Ke Yueyue said lightly, "Xue Jiuyin, you Huang Quanjiao also want to come here for fun? But you're afraid that you've come to the wrong place. These chicken chicken dogs don't want me."

Su Xin glanced at the middle-aged warrior and immediately recognized the other's identity.

Huang Quanjiao's deputy leader, "Youquan Magic Sword" Xue Jiuyin, is also a giant of the magic road, a well-known figure among the nine magic roads.

In his early years, this man had secretly assaulted thousands of swordsmen above the heavenly realm, dozens of kendo masters who transformed into the realm, and used his blood to cultivate his mysterious Youquan magic sword. He was once shot by the five schools of swords. After the killing, the man escaped, and finally Meng Jingxian shot it, hitting it hard with a sword, making it disappear on the rivers and lakes for decades.

But now it seems that his injury is almost better, and now there are still thoughts appearing here mixed with the battle of the demon king's remains.

It is not surprising that Huang Quan taught here to Su Xin. After all, the other party is on Liangzhou Road, not far from Northwest Road, and it is normal for them to hear the wind.

And at this time, there were three powerful breaths coming forward, and they were also three strong men in the realm of Yang Shen.

These three people are not the warriors of the Central Plains, but the warriors from the northwestern region.

These warriors from the monks are either alone or form an alliance of loose forces, the number of which is small, and the sky can only occupy 20% of the entire Northwest Road, but their role cannot be ignored.

Seeing these three people, Murong Ting snorted coldly: "'Big Yin Yang Hand' Cai Sanyuan, 'Baihuaguzhu' Ji Wuyue, 'Dongli Shenjian' Yue Dongliu, you three also want to come together Is this lively? "

Among these three people, Cai Sanyuan, a ‘big yin and yang hand’, was short and sturdy, dressed in a brocade robe and dressed like a rich man, without the demeanor and majesty of a strong yang god.

When he heard Murong Ting asking this, he didn't care about his tone, but just smiled and said, "Elder Murong is wrong, I am also a Northwestern man. If the remains of the demon king should have been born, it should have Let ’s share it, how can this be called fun? "

Ji Wuyue next to him was a young boy and girl, wearing a white robe and holding a jade folding fan in his hand. His appearance was beautiful and strange, but different from Ji Fangge's masculine monster, His temperament is slightly feminine.

Ji Wuyue is known as Wuyue Son, and he is full of women in the Baihua Valley, but he is not a lecherous person. These women have only one role, which is to raise some rare flowers for him. In Ji Wuyue's words, It is an insult to let a man encounter his precious flowers.

The character of this man is also very strange. He is usually lonely and indifferent. Even if he is a warrior of the same level, he rarely communicates with him. He rarely appears in the martial arts in the Central Plains, and he is rarely even seen in the northwest. Figure.

However, it is said that he had a very good relationship with the palace master of Zhaoying Mingyue Palace, and he also had good relationships with some female strong men on the rivers and lakes.

At the words of Murong Ting, Ji Wuyue snorted coldly, "What is your Murong, do you want me to give you Murong's Baihua Valley?"

Murong Ting sneered, "Ji Wuyue! Don't change the concept, when will I say that the remains of the demon king belong to our Murong family?"

The three of you are also warriors from Northwestern Road, and are also blessed by the Daxue Mountain. If there were no Daxue Mountain at the beginning, you asked yourself, can you break through to the realm of Yang Shen alone?

Now the people of the imperial court and Huang Quanjiao want to compete for the remains of the demon king. You have even come to blend in. Isn't that ingratitude? "

‘Dongliu Sword’ Yue Dongliu is a middle-aged man with an unusual appearance. He is dressed in coarse linen and has a long sword on his back. He is also wrapped in sackcloth. He wears a standard sword.

Yue Dongliu said indifferently: "I am waiting for the favor of Daxueshan. If some of the elders of Daxueshan or adults of Taitai came here in person, as long as they said something, I would immediately turn around and leave. , Including Zhong Liyan, cannot represent Daxue Mountain. "

Daxue Mountain, a sacred place for martial arts in the northwest, has thousands of disciples and teaching.

And the entire Daxue Mountain can really be the subject of only a few people.

In the Daxue Mountains, only the existence of strength, martial arts, and virtue can be recognized as the elders of the Daxue Mountains. There are only seven such elders, three of whom are from major tribes in the northwest.

And above the elder was the master of the Daxue Mountain who died out.

At present, these people have been practicing martial arts in Daxue Mountain. Among them, Zhong Liyan is still teaching in Daxue Mountain, but even this is useless. Just as Yue Dongliu said, they still can't represent Daxue Mountain.

The faces of Murong Ting and others are gloomy. It seems that these three people will compete for the remains of the demon king even if they risk the offending of these northwest tribes ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ In fact, it is normal to think about them. All three were from the martial arts, and there was no power behind them. Ji Wuyue's Baihua Valley, although it was said to be a power, did not help him much.

Therefore, Da Zhou can think that the remains of the demon king are not something that must be seized with all his strength, but for them, it is necessary to fight and grab.

Xue Jiuyin of Huang Quanjiao laughed and said, "The Northwest Road is not the Northwest Road of your family. At that time, the Second Palace of Heaven and Earth discovered that the Jiuzhong Sword Pavilion was still to be given a cup of swords to the Five Schools of Swords. Do all ethnic groups in the Northwest consider themselves Stronger than Tian Di Er Gong, and want to monopolize the remains of the demon king? "

Huang Quanjiao's strength is also considered high among the nine prison demons, but the place in Xiliang Road is extremely chaotic and countless murderers and thieves. Therefore, most of the power of Huang Quanjiao needs to be guarded in Xiliang Road, so this time only Xue Jiuyin is alone.

At present, he can only stand on the side of Su Xin and others, and it is necessary to tear a piece of meat from the mouths of these Northwest tribes!

ps: Ji Wuyue is a book lover's tomato fried melon role.