Chapter 206: Galloping like a tiger, a hero

The man who suddenly appeared had a dark complexion and was dressed in white, which made him look as black as charcoal.

He is very mysterious, with black and white aura intertwined on his body. He is a madman and even more arrogant.

"I'm thinking of some moves that can make you kneel down and beg for mercy!"

Ye Yang frowned, and there was a faint murderous aura condensing around Black and White Feather. Although it had not yet reached the point of murderous aura, it was probably not far away.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to join forces with Fairy Yunyin and dare to fight against Zhuang Guyuan, who had reached the perfect level of martial arts.

He was very powerful, and Ye Yang knew he was no match for him.

"run!"

An idea came to his mind, Ye Yang took back the Scaled Demon Elephant, drove the Sun-Chasing Turtle, and ran towards the sea.

"You're looking for death! Don't you know that my Black and White Feather is good at speed?"

Ye Yang turned a deaf ear to him and just focused on urging the Sun-Chasing Turtle to fly.

There was a whistling sound around Black and White Yu, and two huge wings like blue phoenixes suddenly stretched out from behind him, whistling the wind and clouds around him.

In the inheritance of Lord Qingming, he knew the secret of the wind magic inheritance, and in a blink of an eye he was beside Ye Yang.

"go to hell!"

An evil smile appeared on his lips, and with a wave of his hand, a tornado came towards Ye Yang.

Ye Yang stretched out his sword to block, using the heavy back of the Ghost Head Seven Ring Knife as a shield to withstand Feng Juan's attack.

But this gust of wind seemed to be composed of countless sharp blades, rushing straight into his lungs as he breathed, causing pain all over his body.

The Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle under his seat was screaming continuously and its speed was greatly affected.

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Ye Yang looked around, thinking about how to deal with the situation.

Black and White Xuanyu achieved his goal and was extremely proud.

This is a true master, who not only has the fifth level of martial arts cultivation.

Moreover, the skills are inherited from real people, and the practice requires the spiritual methods and arts prerequisites of the Qingming Treasure Scroll.

Outside, even the head of a school or clan who is a martial artist in the late stage must be treated with courtesy.

It can be called a strong man.

"Black and White Xuanyu, if you dare to kill me, Feitianmen will definitely not let you go."

"The Feitian Sect and my Qingming Island have always been enemies of life and death. You are so young and don't know how high the heaven and earth are. The sword and the knife are just childish things."

"Even if I kill you, no one will dare to hold me accountable!"

Hearing that Hei Bai Xuan Yu was so rampant, many cultivators who had concealed their bodies around him became restless, wondering whether to snatch food from the tiger's mouth.

Even though they cannot provoke Feitianmen due to their public identities, if they act secretly, no one will know.

Black and white Xuanyu pointed his finger and said coldly: "Die!"

Die! Die! Die!
As the word "death" appeared, the winds from all directions gathered together to form a giant wind blade that was dozens of feet wide.

Ye Yang rode on the Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle, raised his sword and saber but it was just a feint.

Under his rapid urging, the Sun-Chasing Turtle's shell bulged high, absorbing the sun's light and rushing forward violently.

At the same time, with a wave of his sleeves, the scaly demon elephant, which was the size of a small white mouse, suddenly grew several feet larger, rushed straight into the sky, and crashed into the huge giant gale blade.

The giant gale blade rushed towards the scaly demon elephant, making a continuous clanging sound.

The demon elephant was seriously injured, but its life was not in danger.

When Hei Bai Xuan Yu saw it, he exclaimed in admiration: "What a strong magic elephant."

The person in front of him had just broken through to the early stage of a warrior, but after several attempts, he had not been able to kill him, which made him feel uneasy.

"This person is so fast, far beyond the average warrior cultivator in the early stage."

He pondered for a moment, extremely surprised, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he should kill this person, so that he would not grow up to be a serious threat in the future.

"If I say die, you must die! If I make a sound, the King of Hell won't dare to keep you until the fifth watch."

When the crisis came, Ye Yang once again dodged a fatal blow.

He was hesitating whether to use the red wedding dress to save his life, but the speed of Black and White Feather was too fast, and he could not guarantee that the Thirteen Swords of Time would be able to hit the opponent.

Even if the opponent is hit, it would be difficult to cause serious damage given his level of cultivation.

"How dare you stop?"

Bai Hei Xuan Yu was angry when he saw that his attack failed again. At this moment, he saw the man in front of him suddenly stopped.

He seemed to be smiling but not smiling, as if he was confident.

"What are you laughing at? Disaster is imminent. Are you going to commit suicide?"

He roared and attacked again, but suddenly a powerful and majestic voice was heard between heaven and earth.

"Who gave you the guts to be so arrogant! The Lord of Qingming has long been dead, and you, a few big cats and small cats of Qingming Island, actually dare not take my Feitian Sect seriously."

Heaven and earth mourn together, and the sounds of war rage.

A giant sword that was as bright as the black sun rose into the sky, flashing like the light of thunder and lightning.

"Who dares to be so presumptuous!"

Everything was still, and the surging sea water also stopped slightly.

A huge sword with a black sun hanging from it shot out from the sky.

Before Hei Bai Xuan Yu could react, the giant sword was in front of him.

At the critical moment, a jade token suddenly flew out from Black and White Xuanyu's chest. When it came into contact with the black sword light, the jade token quickly turned into powder and scattered in the ocean.
Then there was a sound of hooves like thunder, and more than a dozen horses with snow-white hooves and double horns on their heads came like a gust of wind, stepping in the air and sweeping over.

The monks on horseback were all wearing the uniform attire of the Feitian Sect, with green robes on the outside and black cloth underneath, and each of them exuded a powerful aura.

The man is like a tiger and the horse is like a dragon. The man is extremely powerful and the horse walks on the waves, extremely majestic.

When they got closer, everyone could see clearly that those people were actually warriors from Feitian Sect.

There were eighteen people in total. Although their number was not large, they were all strong and extremely heroic, as if they were an army of thousands.

The Sword King Ge Canhong took the lead and galloped to the nearby place, and everyone was extremely shocked.

"It's the Sword King Kong - Ge Canhong!"

"Who's behind? It's Fire Taoist, no, Fire King Kong Wang Xijing!"

"And Shaoyang Sword King Sandao, has he also surrendered to Feitian Sect!?" "The ruthless guy Wang Dong is here too."

……

Everyone is noisy and making noises.

Ge Canhong rode on a Tuoyun horse and flew over at a low altitude, standing in mid-air and stepping on everyone's heads.

He was dressed in a black robe and held a sword with a black sun hanging from it.

"How dare you, a lowly person, speak so arrogantly."

At Ge Canhong's command, the seventeen horsemen behind him galloped like tigers and came at high speed, surrounding Bai Hei Xuan Yu in two layers, leaving him completely surrounded.

"Sword King Ge Changhong! Damn it."

A trace of cold sweat appeared on Bai Hei Xuan Yu's face. The jade pendant he had just obtained was a precious defensive treasure that he had obtained by accident, but it was smashed into pieces by Ge Canhong's sword.

According to outside information, the Sword King Ge Canhong has broken through to the eighth level of Jade Liquid warrior realm.

He is also a famous swordsman with outstanding combat power.

He was a coward who was afraid of death. Otherwise, he would not have confronted Zhuang Guyuan when Qingming Island was in decline, and after seizing the foundation, he would not have gone overseas to avoid danger.

At this moment, he felt Ge Canhong's power and saw that he was surrounded by a group of warrior-level monks. No matter how fast he ran, he had no way to escape.

Fearing that the other party would stab him to death with a sword, he actually knelt down.

His voice was trembling.

"Senior Ge, please spare my life. Senior Ge, please spare my life. I know I was wrong. Please don't blame me. I am willing to work like a slave at Feitianmen to make amends."

Everyone stared blankly at the scene in the sky. No one expected that the young disciple of Lord Qingming, who was at the level of a real person, would kneel down and beg for mercy.

And the attitude is so humble.

They couldn't help but look down on Bai Hei Xuan Yu, but at the same time they were surprised at Ge Canhong's strength.

Ge Canhong snorted coldly.

"My Feitianmen doesn't need a slave like you."

When Hei Bai Xuan Yu heard Ge Canhong speak like this, he became even more nervous. His legs couldn't help but tremble, and he gritted his teeth and said.

"Senior Jian Jin Gang, I am not a slave. I am willing to take Feitian Sect as my leader and respect Feitian Sect. I will respect Feitian Sect as my parents and will only obey your orders from now on."

After saying this, he glanced at Ye Yang on the side again.

"From now on, Ye Yang, who is an expert in both swords and sabers, will be my junior apprentice. Family members should not fight against each other. Junior apprentice, please persuade Feitian Sect to accept me as their disciple."

Ye Yang snorted coldly. He had met many cultivators.

Some people fight against the heavens to live up to their life, while others fight against the present generation to break the sky.

But this is the first time I have seen someone like Hei Bai Xuan Yu who is so afraid of death.

When Bai Hei Xuan Yu saw that Ye Yang didn't say anything, the fear in his heart trembled even more and he was frightened.

He was thinking about how to spread his huge wings and escape, but Ge Canhong's sword intent had already locked him firmly.

He can't escape.

He even felt that if he moved even the slightest, the opponent's sword would pierce directly into his chest.

The ugly young man in the crowd was so angry when he saw Hei Bai Xuan Yu being so despicable that he trembled all over, even though he once had the cultivation and self-control of a real person.

"This damned evil disciple is truly an evil disciple! I should have killed him with one palm back then, so that he wouldn't come out and embarrass me."

But the next moment.

"No!"

Hei Bai Xuan Yu roared, as if he couldn't believe it.

Ge Canhong's sword had already penetrated directly into his chest.

Even though he was extremely fast, he was surrounded by two layers of enemies, and was crushed by Ge Canhong, whose magic power was as strong as jade. He could not dodge it.

He couldn't believe that his attempts to compromise and beg had no effect at all.

This is completely different from the master he once served.

Black and white Xuan Yu died in an instant. Ge Canhong wiped the sword in his hand, turned around and looked at everyone coldly.

"My fellow Taoists, is there anyone who still wants to hunt down my Feitian Sect disciples?"

"Although our Feitian Sect is not a powerful clan, but when facing the enemy, the sword in our hands is not weak at all!"

As he said this, sword energy burst out, covering half of the sky, and no one in the crowd dared to look him in the eye.

Someone immediately started to explain.

"Misunderstanding, this is all a misunderstanding."

"Yes, yes, it's all a misunderstanding. In a few days, I will go to Feitianmen in person to apologize."

"That's great! Let's go."

Ge Canhong snorted coldly and controlled the Tuoyun Horse under his crotch. The Tuoyun Horse Xilulu neighed long and galloped towards the distant ocean.

The seventeen riders behind him spread out like a line, walking in the air against the sea breeze and the bright sun, entering the vast ocean, like thousands of troops, leaving behind their galloping backs.

A group of people on the ground looked at each other, some of them were gritting their teeth in hatred.

"It is said that Feitian Sect and Qinglian Mo Family have a huge conflict. Why hasn't Qinglian Mo Family taken action to wipe out these bastards?"

"I heard that the Mo family's Chongxiao Master has reached the end of his life span, so we shouldn't act rashly."

"And I heard that Feitian Sect's abandoned disciple Dugu Qiang had been killed by the Qinglian Mo family. It seems that they have no fundamental conflicts."

"That won't work either. Are we going to let Feitianmen continue to abuse its power like this?"

"That Hei Bai Xuan Yu is such a loser. He is a disciple of the True Person Sect after all, but how come he can't even defeat Fei Tian Sect?"

"Senior Brother Qiu Yunnian, be careful with your words."

……

In the crowd, the ugly young man couldn't help but frowned slightly as he watched Feitianmen chasing towards the sky.

The next moment, he seemed to have thought of something and exclaimed, "Not good!"

His figure flashed and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

(End of this chapter)