People in the world claim to be high and disdainful to the king's law, but when they really meet military masters who symbolize power, they will still feel uncomfortable, especially when facing military martial arts masters like Liu Zongyuan who fight from the battlefield of the Blood Prison, their innate momentum will be weaker.

When some people saw a military general like Liu Zongyuan who actually called the white-clothed boy "Brother Ye", they were even more shocked and instantly realized that the dandy white-clothed boy was definitely not as simple as he had imagined before.

"Sorry, let the two elder brothers wait for a long time." Ye Qingyu seemed to have nothing happened, Feng Qingyun Dan smiled and stood up, saying, "Let's go."

Liu Zongyuan nodded.

His eyes swept across the Jianghu Sects around him. Except for the black-haired middle-aged elder Ziwei Sect, no one dared to face the cold sword-like eyes of this military master, and all lowered their heads.

[Flying Monkey] Huang Ran was even more embarrassed. He stood there, either moving forward or retreat, like a petrified statue.

Wei Tianming, who was next to the table in the distance, had a gray face, but he didn't dare to say anything.

"Haha, okay, let's go, Wen Canghu is anxious, and he should go crazy again in a while." Liu Zongyuan laughed.

A little shopkeeper with golden silk was also followed by, following him and was extremely respectful to Liu Zongyuan.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the sect was even more worried.

[Qingfeng and Drizzle Tower] is a special place in Youyan Pass, with a reputation and a famous place in the world. Most of the people in the world know the rules of the building. They are well-known. The waiters below the fourth floor are entertained, and the shopkeepers above are entertained, while the shopkeepers in golden silk only entertained those real strong men and powerful people.

The little shopkeeper in front of him, wearing golden satin, was so respectful to the lieutenant general in black armor. It seemed that this person's status in the army was definitely not low.

Such a general was so polite to the boy in white and had a little respect... What is this boy in white?

A group of people couldn't help but feel shocked.

Ye Qingyu and Bai Yuanxing stood up, walked towards the [Bai Yu Ladder] on the fourth floor with Liu Zongyuan.

When passing by Huang Ran, Ye Qingyu had not spoken yet, but Liu Zongyuan suddenly stopped.

The iron-blooded guerrilla general looked at the so-called [Flying God Monkey], and his smile on his face was slightly revealed, and he said, "Huang Ran? Three months ago, under the Feixia Seven Waterfalls on the southern foot of Julu Mountain, you sneaked into assassination of Liu Youtian, a third-generation disciple of Ziwei Sect, and took away his [Ziwei Daluo Heart Method] secret book, and framed the people of Feixia Villa. Why did you have such a good relationship with the people of Ziwei Sect today?"

The words have not ended.

Huang Ranru was fond of electricity, and her face suddenly changed tragically.

He shivered all over and screamed, "You...who are you? You talk nonsense, swearing..."

On the other hand, the people from Ziwei Sect, including [Flying Sword] Wei Tianming, all of them had their faces changed drastically.

[Meteor Sword] Liu Youtian was assassinated and died three months ago. This is a matter of great grief and anger among the Ziwei Sect. Later, it was found that the murderer was suspected to be a person from Feixia Villa. Ziwei Sect was preparing to eliminate Feixia Villa in one fell swoop and pay for his blood debt. Later, there was an elder master in the sect who thought there were doubts about this matter, so he temporarily held down the action. The Ziwei Sect members were all angry because [Meteor Sword] Liu Youtian was very popular among the three generations of disciples...

Who knew that this military general actually told this secret in one word.

Judging from Huang Ran's reaction, the person with a little more thoughtful mind knew that this matter was really a trick.

The atmosphere suddenly became strange in the entire hall.

Liu Zongyuan said this, but no longer said anything. He accompanied Ye Qingyu and walked towards the small rune teleportation formation [White Jade Ladder] with a smile.

Huang Ran was still defending something loudly.

A confidant master of soldiers following Liu Zongyuan stopped, turned around and looked at Huang Ran, smiled coldly, and said, "I dare not do it, I'm talking nonsense... The surname of Huang, I heard that your thirty-seven-way wind and thunder stick is known as the invincible player under the Twenty Spirit Springs?"

Huang Ran was already hated and angry at this time. Hearing this, he shouted: "So what?"

This confidant soldier looked only in his twenties, with beautiful eyes and a cold smile at Huang Ran, saying, "Then take out your Fenglei Stick!"

Huang Ran was stunned.

However, the confidant soldier slowly pulled out the long sword from his waist, and the sword light poured out from the scabbard inch by inch. He grasped the handle of the knife and said, "Take out your Fenglei Stick."

Only then did Huang Ran understand what the other party meant.

He was immediately furious.

The black-armored general was powerful in martial arts just now, and he might not be his opponent, but you are just a little armored soldier. How dare you draw a sword in front of me? Do you really think that everyone in our sect is a famous person?

Huang Ran held a backhand in the void, and a long copper stick with a brow and eyebrows. In his hand, the stick was as thick as a duck egg, with dragon stripes on it, shining with a sparkling light, but it was a spiritual soldier.

"You can take action..." Huang Ran put a stick in his hand, and his momentum was so strong that he laughed.

Today, let you see the power of the Wind and Thunder Stick.

Unexpectedly, before the words were finished, a cold light like a Milky Way falling to the world had already slashed towards us.

Huang Ran raised his stick to meet the enemy.

clang!

A deafening metal clash.

In the center of the standard saber sword, the Fenglei stick in Huang Ran's hand immediately trembled like a frightened python. The huge force made Huang Ran's tiger's mouth burst out from blood, his wrist was like a fracture, and his arm could not be lifted immediately...

God, what kind of power is this?

Too scary.

The next moment, the standard saber had already pressed against his throat.

Huang Ran was stunned, cold sweat rustled down, her face was pale, her whole body was like a broken dog, and her expression was depressed...

The young soldier sneered and said, "At your level, you are also worthy of being invincible under the twenty spiritual springs? You are really a frog in the well. In my forward camp, you can find a soldier above the fifteen spiritual springs to kill you in seconds! Like a clown jumping, Yelang was arrogant and dared to jump out, making things difficult for Mr. Ye without knowing how to make things difficult for Mr. Ye!"

The cultivation of the young armored man is in the Nineteenth Spiritual Spring.

Facts outweigh words.

Huang Ran didn't dare to say a word again, for fear that the other party would hand the blade forward and take his life.

After the young soldier finished speaking, his wrist was shocked.

The standard saber turned into an electric light, swept across Huang's waist, shattering his storage treasure bag, and a bunch of messy things fell down and fell to the ground. One of the lavender books was the most eye-catching among the many messes...

"【Ziwei Daluo Heart Sutra】?" A disciple of Ziwei Sect's eyes suddenly exclaimed.

The young soldier sneered, returned to the scabbard, said nothing, turned around and left.

No need to say anything more.

At this time, everyone in the hall no longer cared about paying attention to the young soldier.

All of the disciples of Ziwei Sect suddenly focused on this book.

"How could Senior Brother Liu Youtian's [Ziwei Daluo Heart Sutra] be on you? Huang Ran, please give me an explanation..." Wei Tianming couldn't help but drink.

Lenovo what Liu Zongyuan said before, the truth is clear.

The death of Liu Youtian, a disciple of the third generation of Ziwei Sect, is afraid that it is really unrelated to Huang Ran, the [Flying God Monkey].

Huang Ran looked panicked and stammered and couldn't speak. There was no such thing as the style he had when he had falsely accused and accused Ye Qingyu before.

"Huang Ran, you bastard, knowing people, but not your heart, actually did such a thing."

"Bah, I'm sorry, I called you Huang before, and I was blind..."

"Everyone, I see that this [Flying God Monkey] has fallen into the evil path. She sneaked into the evil path and attacked the hero Liu Youtian, and was completely destined to let him go alive today..."

The heroes of the sects in the hall changed their faces faster than reading books. The people who yelled at the same time, all cursed each other.

[Flying Sword] Wei Tianming slapped the table and said angrily: "Huang Ran, I regard you as a brother, treat you sincerely, and even recommends you to meet many fellow practitioners in the world who have always protected you. Who knew that you actually killed my senior brother Liu Youtian for the sake of secrets. It is really unforgivable. Today, I will avenge Senior Brother Liu Youtian!"

As he said that, Changjian took action.

Wei Tianming turned into a stream of light and came in an instant.

The long sword in his hand turned into a dragon's light, almost reaching its peak, and the energy exploded. The people in the hall felt that their eyes were as if they were shining by the blazing sun, so they could not open their eyes, and they covered their eyes with their hands...

The bright light flashed away.

When everyone's vision returned to normal, a long sword was already inserted into Huang Ran's chest.

The hilt of the sword was held in Wei Tianming's hand.

"You...I...you..." Huang Ran opened her eyes wide in disbelief and looked at Wei Tianming. There was a strong sense of reluctance and resentment in her eyes. She struggled to say something, but Wei Tianming instantly pulled back the sword and put it on her chest.

Huang Ran squirted blood and fell to the sky.

His eyes were wide open and he died with his eyes open.

"Senior Brother Liu, I've avenged you!" Wei Tianming sighed to the sky.

Everyone around them also spoke to comfort Wei Tianming.

Only the middle-aged black-bearded uncle at the table in the distance had a look of doubt in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking...

The charming woman Nan Hua was staring at the direction of the teleportation formation [White Jade Ladder].

The figures of Ye Qingyu and others have disappeared into the small rune teleportation formation.

But Nanhua never came to his senses for a long time.

"I didn't expect that the white-clothed playboy had a very small origin. I'm afraid it was the young master of that noble family. No wonder he was so handsome and elegant. This is a pity. If I had known this, I had missed it several times before..."

Nanhua couldn't help but feel regretful.

But soon, a confident smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Anyway, I have to stay in Guanzhong for a long time, and there are opportunities. This kind of young man with strong energy is the easiest to deal with. I am not afraid that he will not take the bait. I will find a few opportunities and use some means to easily figure out his background. Haha, this white-clothed playboy is also a good reserve character..."

The woman from Ziwei Sect thought this way.

Soon, the commotion in the hall calmed down again.
To be continued...