Chapter 821

"A disciple of the hidden immortal sect?"

Ye Xuan came to the front of the stage and looked at a dozen people sitting in front of the stage. Most of them were from the Yinxian sect. They didn't see ye Lingling. However, ye Xuan saw long Jianxue.

On the other side, there are four or five disciples in uniform military uniform. They are not people with fighting power in all directions. On the left chest of the clothes is embroidered with a dragon of earth. They are from the tulongmen of the western regions.

The western regions are barren and sparsely populated. However, it means that there are still a few people. There are no big clan families, but there are still several third rate families.

Although tulongmen is a sanliuzong sect, it is not small in scale in the western regions. It often trades with the Central Plains and makes friends with the yuan family, one of the fighting forces of the eight sides.

Nine out of ten disciples of tulongmen appear here. They probably come to help. They can't be expected to fight against them. However, they are familiar with the western regions and are proficient in the art of sneak exploration. It's very good to be a scoundrel or something.

"Hello

Ye xuanlai called out to the dragon to see snow, and then he felt wrong.

Long Jianxue doesn't pay attention to Ye Xuan. Even, he doesn't find Ye Xuan coming at all. He looks at the stage in front of him with a pair of eyes.

Godless, gloomy!

There is no look in the dragon's eyes, just like a sculpture.

Ye Xuan reached for the dragon's breath of blood. He was still alive, but he looked like a living dead man.

This is obviously a problem.

Ye Xuan turned his head and looked at the stage.

What is it like to sing kunye opera in Kuntai.

All of a sudden, ye Xuan's head felt dizzy, and everything around him whirled.

The sound from the stage, as if there was a magic, made Ye Xuan feel dizzy, his legs began to become disobedient, and suddenly sat down.

Ye Xuan's eyes began to become inanimate, without the slightest look.

But at this time

A hissing sound suddenly sounded, birds and things from the air, the sky will appear a large number of colorful glow.

Ye Xuanmeng returned to his senses and opened his eyes.

"Dare to be negative, young master!"

Ye Xuan took off the sun chopping blade from behind and threw it in front of him.

Flick the knife!

The huge blade of chopping sun kept flying. With one blow, the stage made of wood was cut into two pieces by Ye Xuan.

"Drink it

Almost at the same time, the five performers on the stage jumped up at the same time and attacked Ye Xuan.

There was a sword hidden in the cuffs of those people's dancing clothes. The cold light flashed by and the sword appeared.

"The trickster." Ye Xuan said: "really fight, you are qualified?"

Ye Xuan reaches out to the sky, cuts the sun and returns to Ye Xuan's hand. Then

Ye Xuan cut a knife.

This chopping is an unparalleled skill.

Wushuang martial arts, Wushang Dao Jing!

Ten thousand paths are gone!

Ye Xuan's knife was cut out, and the light of the sword was flying in the sky, and the void trembled, as if to be broken.

The sky explodes, thunder like a waterfall!

The waterfall, however, is a knife, which is formed by the dense light of the knife. The bright silver light illuminates the sky and scatters the clouds. It is extremely terrifying.

This endless light is Ye Xuan's knife, which cuts through the sky. What kind of power is this?

Ye xuanming only cut a knife, but this one seems to be thousands of knives.

This knife seems to split the sky.

With a roar, ye Xuan's knife fell, and the place burst into pieces. The sky was full of knife awns, just like destroying the world. The blade awn startled the sky and spread for tens of hundreds of meters.

The silver Dao mang continued to look like a half column of incense, and the waterfall formed by the knife awn fell from the sky and constantly hit the ground.

The roar was deafening.

I don't know how long it took.

The silver knife awn finally gradually dispersed, and the stage was not split, but completely smashed into a pile of rubble.

As for people

There are still people standing around, ye Xuan, and there are people sitting around. They are the disciples of Yin Xian sect and Tu Longmen.

Others

It's just a remnant and a broken arm.

Ye Xuan cut five people with one knife.

In fact, the five people were not so strong. Even their accomplishments did not reach the level of great master, only Yuanji state, and they were not the peak of the Ninth level.

It's because they sang a strange play, which can control the people.

However, ye Xuan found that things did not seem so simple.

Long Jianxue and others still open their eyes and sit there like puppets. They don't mean to get up. Their eyes are still empty and turbid, and they don't recover their brightness.Ye Xuan dropped his knife and looked at the broken stage. Then

Ye Xuan saw a man.

Men are very beautiful, beautiful like a woman, delicate facial features let a woman look at envy, or, if not to see the other party's Adam's apple, ye Xuan must feel that he saw a woman.

Then, ye Xuan was extremely frightened.

The most beautiful person I have ever seen in this world is not a woman, but a man.

A man was wearing a bright red dance dress, with a ribbon tied around his sleeve and waist. His face was slightly pink and black. He was even more charming than a woman. For a moment, ye Xuan almost suspected that he was bent.

Therefore, ye Xuan can only think of a word to describe the man in front of him.

A good coquettish man!

Besides Sao, it's strong!

Because the cultivation of the other side is

Yuan Wang Jing!

Strength, after all, has nothing to do with whether people are coquettish or not.

"Ye Xuan..." The man's voice was very thin, really like a woman. Looking at Ye Xuan, he chuckled and said, "I really didn't expect to meet you and take you back. Master thought he would give me a big gift to reward me."

Ye Xuanshen took a breath and squinted: "you seem to know me, but I don't know you."

The man said with a smile: "under the evil monk's seat, the third blood son, blood stained dancing clothes, Jia Ye Yu."

A man not only looks like a woman, but also has a woman like name.

"Evil monk!" Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows and said, "is it the evil monk who colludes with him after the night? Does that bald donkey dare to leave Southern Xinjiang

Jia Ye Yu said: "after this war, the eight sides' fighting power no longer exists. Naturally, master will take us back to the Central Plains."

Ye Xuan disdains a way: "a group of bereaved dogs, this began to daydream."

"Maybe." Jia Yeyu said with a smile, "I have already reported my family, and there is nothing to talk about between us. So, can we start to talk about business?"

Ye Xuan said, "what do you want to say?"

Jia Yeyu said, "could you lend me your head and let me take it back for some reward?"

"Of course." Ye Xuan's horizontal knife said at the side of his body: "as long as you have the ability to take it away, this big good head is here, waiting for you to take it."

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