"You are Ye Xiuwen?"

At this moment, Mr. Yin slowly walked over. He was not afraid of Ye Xiuwen.

Even if the useless Shanyu was slapped by Ye Xiuwen for more than 30 meters, he didn't care at all.

Moreover, he and Ye Xiuwen have a long-cherished wish.

The Western helm leader of the Cao Gang was his man. He was supporting the Western helm leader. In other words, the Beidou Saint was supporting the Western helm leader and competing for the position of the Cao Gang Gang leader.

However, the Western helm leader was killed by Ye Xiuwen. Originally, the Beidou Saint wanted to send someone to deal with this matter.

But he didn't expect that the Saint of Nandou wiped a stick out of it, saying that Ye Xiuwen was the one who killed someone, who was planted by him.

As a result, the Beidou Saint suffered a secret loss and his revenge plan was stranded.

Mr. Yin knew that his master was unhappy and thought to himself: Today is the time to kill Ye Xiuwen and his mentor, he could also let out this anger.

Thinking of this, Young Master Yin was slightly happy and walked towards Ye Xiuwen with a slightly playful smile.

Facing Ye Xiuwen, he felt that he was almost sure to win. After all, Ye Xiuwen was just a warrior in the middle stage of blood coagulation at this time.

Although this warrior in the middle stage of blood coagulation had rumored to have killed many warriors in the Yuanqi realm. But he didn't believe it. He didn't believe that there was such a person in this world.

So he believed that Ye Xiuwen must have borrowed some external force.

He sensed it left and right, and there was no hidden master around him. He then felt relieved and said, "It is said that the fifth master, who killed three masters in the realm of energy, is he very unbelievable?"

"So what?" Ye Xiuwen asked back.

He had already learned about Mr. Yin's identity. This person, just like Mu Xiu, was a master of Lingxiao Pavilion.

Ye Xiuwen laughed in his heart. He originally planned to involve the Shan family, but he did not expect that the people from Lingxiao Pavilion had arrived.

The opportunity is rare, how could Ye Xiuwen missed it? He glanced at the escort master who pretended to be dead on the ground and said, "Since ancient times, he has been owed debts and killed people to pay for his life. If this young man killed someone, would he have to keep his life?"

Ye Xiuwen sneered, everyone present was shocked. Unexpectedly, the fifth master of the Cao Gang was so fierce that he really wanted to kill people.

However, everyone onlookers were sweating for Ye Xiuwen.

This Yin Young Master is from Lingxiao Pavilion. He thought to himself: Don’t you know that the fifth master of the Cao Gang?

"Hey, thank you for saving me, but I'll remind you? This person is from Lingxiao Pavilion,..."

At this moment, Dingdang, who had been standing behind Ye Xiuwen, reminded him.

Before, she was confused by Ye Xiuwen's graceful hug.

She had never felt this way before. She felt that she was itchy after being hugged by Ye Xiuwen. Moreover, when she saw Ye Xiuwen's words and behaviors again, she felt an inexplicable appetite. So at this time, she reminded her.

"Haha, I didn't hear it!"

Ye Xiuwen laughed coldly, and the whole scene suddenly became cold.

Everyone took a breath of air. Before, they all guessed that Ye Xiuwen did not know Mr. Yin's identity, so he said that the murderer would pay his life.

But at this time, when he heard Ye Xiuwen's laughter, he knew it clearly.

"Ye Xiuwen, don't do anything wrong, things are already very bad." Yue'er was also shocked. She even remembered the scene of Ye Xiuwen killing people. Ye Xiuwen took action as soon as he said that, and he didn't even have a chance to stop him.

"One sword, I only use one sword. If you catch it, you can leave. And if you can't catch it, then your life will be left!"

Ye Xiuwen seemed to be completely unaware, and Yue'er was helpless and thought to herself: What was the idea of ​​Ye Xiuwen? Will he offend even Lingxiao Pavilion? And in this case, wouldn't he die without a place to bury him?

Thinking of this, Yue'er felt scared, but she didn't want to think of Mr. Yin, but said ignorantly: "Okay, since you have said everything, I might as well tell you the truth. I only used one sword, and this sword will take the head on your neck."

"Call!"

A sound of gold and iron clashing came. Mr. Yin drew his sword. His sword was half a finger wider than an ordinary sword blade, and it should be a wide-blade sword.

But the sword body is only more than three feet long, and it looks a bit weird.

The blade is light blue-gray, which is also a tungsten steel sword.

Although its purity is not as purity as the tungsten steel sword on Ye Xiuwen's waist, it may not be easy to cut it off.

The air at the scene was quenched!

All the onlookers retreated.

Everyone doesn't know what strength the fifth master of the Cao Gang is. But this young master Yin is a real warrior in the Yuanqi realm.

As a warrior in the Yuanqi realm, he has the concept of Yuanqi. He instantly burst out his energy and can use bricks and tiles as hidden weapons.

If an ordinary person gets this blow, his body will be penetrated.

So let alone those ordinary people, even those warriors who have the Body Refining Stage must avoid the edge.

"Ye Xiuwen, you draw your sword!" Mr. Yin pointed his sword directly at Ye Xiuwen.

"Haha, but the people who saw me draw my sword were already dead?" Ye Xiuwen said with a smile.

"Hmph, I'm shameless. Today I'm going to see how you draw the sword and how I die." Young Master Yin disdained. Since he broke through to the Yuanqi realm, he realized that the gap between the Yuanqi realm warrior and the blood coagulation warrior. That is the "Qi feeling".

It is to use vitality to perceive the world. Even if he does not use his eyes to see, he can see clearly everything within ten meters of his body based on this perception alone.

So no matter what trick Ye Xiuwen takes, it is like slowing down in his eyes.

Of course, except for warriors who are also in the realm of vitality.

Because both are in the realm of vital energy, although this feeling is still there, under the blessing of vital energy, the warrior's speed is faster and his strength is stronger, so even if you feel it, it will be useless.

At the same time, Ye Xiuwen's smile was still there, and his left hand was gently pressed on the hilt of the sword, and said with a smile: "I'm going to draw the sword,..."

"Hmph, bluff,..."

"puff!......."

Young Master Yin was about to mock Ye Xiuwen for a few words, but before he could finish his words, a gust of cold wind blew, his neck cooled, and his head was separated from his body.

With a bang, Mr. Yin's head flew high, and the blood column could be more than three meters high, and the head rolled in the air.

"Ah?" Everyone looked up, and saw the head flying up, shocked.

"Ba da!..."

After a moment, Young Master Yin's head fell to the ground, his eyes were still staring, and his horrified eyes were still there, but the light of inspiration was gradually dissipating.

His lips and teeth were not moving. In fact, he wanted to say: It was too fast, but he no longer had that opportunity. His life disappeared and his mind disappeared.

At the same time, Ye Xiuwen stood behind the Yin Gongzi's corpse, slowly returned to the sword and entered the sheath. He said with a slight joy: "Eight steps to drive the cicada,..."

"Wow!..."

Before Ye Xiuwen finished speaking, a fly exploded on the scene. The genius disciple of Lingxiao Pavilion, Mr. Yin, died. Is this worth it?

"Another, another master of the Yuanqi realm, is dead!"
Chapter completed!