Chapter 92: Dealing with Barbaric Enemies

PS: The previous [091] chapter has two duplicates, which have been deleted, and new content has been added later. You can take a look first, so as not to receive a sudden feeling from this chapter ...
"People in the border area of ​​Xiayunzhou have always been ill-mannered, but this name is reported to have lost both their own face and the face of their ancestors ... but even if Teacher Xiangmuhe is not restricted to this subsection, why not give up his cheap name Will it be reported? Lest the big guy think that my Chinese people are really barbarous ... "
boom--
The words of the beard were bitter and mean, and a sudden burst of laughter burst out on the four sides of the building, greatly diminishing the tense atmosphere. There was a roar of coquettishness, that is, the beard was magnificent, and they demonstrated to those barbarians.
The talking bearded man looks rough and rough, and he never thought that his words would be so sharp. He used a series of words to ridicule him, ridiculing the opponent's origins and being ignorant and ignorant. The people's united front, against the barbarians, even matched the power that the other party had just established.
The riot caused by the murder of the barbarous girl just can scare away some secular people and buddies who can not martial arts. At this time, all the people left in the "Dai Qing Yuan" are rivers and lakes who licked blood on the blade for many years. For the foreign Barbarians, no one wants to be the shrinking tortoise, with chests and stomachs frowning, eyes frowning, looking like nothing, no trouble, followed by a group of Nanban warriors staring at each other there Staring ...
The bearded man bowed his hand and continued, "Let's leave in the wild mountains. Teacher Xiangmuhe must forget it ..."
There was another burst of excitement all around.
The humming sound in the "Dai Qing Yuan" was like waves.
It turned out that this bearded river and lake hawker was actually that "wild mountain madman" Mo Yeli. The twelfth acquired master on the "Grocery List". It is said that Mo Ye is open-minded, open-minded, and loves to make friends. Although he is arrogant, he treats friends with a true disposition. He particularly appreciates the rising stars on the rivers and lakes and is willing to give up.
"The little brother downstairs is really good, I am very pleased to see it. Why not take your son to the husband to have a drink and have a glass of water and wine?"
Today's Ye Qingxuan's performance clearly corresponds to Mo Yeli's eyes. Although he seems to be only a subordinate, he also invites sincerely, without seeing anything, but he is a true temperament man.
Look at the barbarians. His face was blue and on the verge of anger.
"If Teacher Mo asks you, would Xiaosheng dare to die?"
The bearded man was obviously afraid that he could not cope with the pressure of the other party, and volunteered to take over the matter. Would Ye Qingxuan give up this opportunity and grabbed Xie Zi'an, who had been snoring by his legs and stomach. I walked back across the arch bridge, went to the square platform, and ran towards the third floor behind Mo Yeli and others.
"stop--"
A violent drink stunned the audience, and Xiangmu Hecha slammed his body vigorously, and a blue air outside him was a foot away from his body. It glowed fiercely, and the railings in front of it flickered. Broken into dust, flying around ...
"Protect your breath? Congenital?"
The surrounding Chinese people suddenly calmed down, one after another showing horror.
Unexpectedly, this fragrant wood investigation is actually an innate state. No wonder a foreigner dares to be arrogant in the land of China.
Ye Qingxuan felt a danger and locked himself. If he stepped back again, maybe the barbaric master named Xiangmu Hecha would take the shot immediately, and when he was shocked, he would stand still, but Pushed Xie Zi'an up the stairs.
He glanced back at the fierce fragrant incense wood, and took a few steps to the middle of the square. If there was any real murderousness in the other party, he calmly said, "What kind of advice does this man have?"
The incense light in the eyes of Xiangmu Hecha was condensed. The intent of the congenital powerhouse was as substantive as possible, and it was overwhelming to Ye Qingxuan ...
The pressure around him was severe. Ye Qingxuan screamed badly, her knees were weak, and there was a tendency to kneel down. She hurriedly forced her luck to resist the amazing pressure generated by the other party.
Ye Qingxuan was horrified, and the other party pressed her hard against Ye Qingxuan with his own manifested fierce flames, trying to make him kneel to the ground and make everyone ugly.
Just as Ye Qingxuan was tired of confrontation and the internal force was increasing, two momentums suddenly broke out behind him, and against them, although he could not completely counteract each other's momentum, but it made Ye Qingxuan feel relaxed for a while. The invisible pressure almost disappeared.
Looking back, in addition to Mo Yeli, a "wild mountain madman", there is still an old man with gray hair and white clothing who cooperates with Mo Yeli to fight against the amazing momentum of Xiangmu.
"Who is this old man?" Xiangmu Hecha chuckled coldly and asked coldly.
"The old rotten‘ Changkong Zhaojian Gate ’is Lu Xuantong, and Zha Xiong must forget it—
The voice of the old man was raised loudly but not loud, but was clearly sent into the ears of every participant. Not to mention the side, it is just that the spirit of the congenital masters in the acquired realm is enough to make people appreciate.
This old man turned out to be the elder of "Zhangkong Zhaojian Gate", and Ye Qingxuan's heart was still entangled with enthusiasm.
A simple friend is a friend, is the enemy an enemy? Isn't this old man acting on his own behalf, should he reciprocate in the future, it really makes Ye Qingxuan worry.
"Huh, a group of things that don't know how to live or die ..." Xiangmu Hecha raised his head proudly and sighed, then stared at Ye Qingxuan and said slowly: "You dare to hurt my child, it seems you are ready to accept death Destiny, Narincha-- "
"in--"
A big man with a coal-like red color emerged from the barbarian and agreed on one knee.
Xiangmu Hecha patted the charcoal big man's head with his hand and said softly, "Kill the man who hurt his brother ... for me ..."
"Yes--"
A red shadow flickered, and the big red man suddenly fell on the square platform in front of Ye Qingxuan. The strong impact made the entire square platform tremble. This barbarian effort has never been a way of doing light work, jumping up and down relying on the strength of both legs and the true energy in the body, there is no lightness. In fact, there is a more appalling momentum in the hard-working pride.
In front of this barbaric big man, Ye Qingxuan was half tall. The lion's nose has a wide mouth, convex forehead and concave eyes, and a shawl with long hair tied behind it by an iron hoop, like a red evil spirit coming out of the palace, looking at Ye Qingxuan fiercely, his huge tongue sticking out, and licking his lips, Said: "Huaxia kid. I want to twist your head down and dedicate it to Ajuma ..."
Dahan's words caused the barbarian girl behind to laugh for a while. Obviously, she was Ajuma.
"you dare--"
Mo Yeli yelled angrily behind Ye Qingxuan, and he was about to block the disaster for Ye Qingxuan. After all, everyone can see that this Nalincha's skill is afraid to reach the peak of "True Realm", and the little book boy in front of everyone is afraid that he did not even break through the foundation period. Even the "reality" is not. Even if you rely on your dexterity or special skills, it is difficult to bridge such a big gap with the other side.
But Ye Qingxuan didn't think so at this time.
"Mr. Mo, since the others called the board one-on-one, if the little one didn't fight, wouldn't he fall into the face of my Huaxia people? Even the little one returned to Xiefu. I was afraid that he would be punished by my host, and I hope to allow it. I fight ... "
"Well, there is courage, the people in Xie Xiang's family have the courage ... Just as the little brother asked, I wait to cheer for the little brother ..."
The Huaxia people applauded enthusiastically all around ...
I didn't expect this young book boy to have such courage. In the face of the aggressive attitude of the barbarians, there is no discouragement. Proudly challenged, but this backbone, it is admirable.
At the same time, some people are so worried that they have offended such a fierce little girl boy.
So, on this platform for people to appreciate dance, two warriors from different nationalities began a battle of life and death.
The barbarian people on the opposite side, with ridicule, looked at Ye Qingxuan as if looking at a dead person.
Na Lincha, opposite Ye Qingxuan, held his head up and stood proudly at a distance of six or seven meters, facing Ye Qingxuan with two large nostrils, and said in a deep voice, "Boy, I like to smash people with things I think you'd better choose a weapon ... "As soon as the meaning came to an end, the ugly man pulled out a wooden stick from behind, at first glance, it looks like a baseball bat that I have seen in previous lives, but it is densely lined with burlap It was full of small thorns, with a weird cold light, and a large wooden stick was obviously killing many people. It had been soaked in blood into purple and black, exuding a nasty smell.
So right--
Ye Qingxuan, who was suffering from not having a weapon in his hand, immediately turned around and hugged the fists upstairs: "Who can lend Xiaosheng a Bixiao sword and return it after use ..."
"Little brother takes the sword--"
With a drink, a long sword with a sheath was thrown over, and Ye Qingxuan Shun took it ...
"The sword is called Bixiao, and the little brother is rightly using this sword to stand up for—"
"Thank you Xiongtai--"
The man who borrowed the sword was the tall, handsome, and good-looking disciple of Jianmen who Ye Qingxuan had noticed before.
It seems that no matter how you get along with "Zhangkong Zhaojian Gate" in the future, today's young and old people cannot but return.
Qilang--
With a long chant, a flash of light, Ye Qingxuan had drawn his sword in his hands, and the cold blade was three feet and six inches ~ EbookFREE.me ~ incisive but no one can doubt its sharpness, at the handshake, green shark skin Sword handle, start with cold, sweat-proof and slip-proof ... Fruit is a good sword!
"Good sword--"
Ye Qingxuan Bixiao sword in hand, the temperament of the whole person suddenly became sharp ...
Ye Qingxuan held a scabbard in his left hand, and Bihan Sword in his right hand, pointing at the barbarous Great Hanner Lincha, and calmly said, "Brother came far away from the brutal land to die, I will leave a corpse with Xiongtai-"
Narincha ’s dead-eye-like eyes were dazzlingly glamorous, and the whole person seemed to re-know the little book boy in front of him, and cooed and laughed: "The kid is interesting, I just want you to be stupid like this, grandpa, I let you die I tasted the pain before, and mourned and died ... "
Ye Qingxuan was unmoved, a smile fluttered from the corners of his lips, and the Bixiao sword was retracted in his hand, his left foot rested on the table, and his right hand Bixiao sword turned into a ball of green, taking the key of the opponent's chest, all The movements were done in one go, extremely sharp.
Knowing the enemy's mighty power, Ye Qingxuan took the lead and took no action. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m to read.)