Chapter 1870

Fire and Phoenix are divided!

Xiao Naihe took the disciple token with Tianxiang and went down the mountain.

Along the way, Tianxiang looked at Xiao Naihe on the left and Xiao Naihe on the right. It seemed that the more she looked, the more strange she looked. Xiao Naihe thought he had blossomed on his face.

"Do I have flowers on my face?" Xiao Naihe still couldn't help asking.

"I was just thinking, how do you calculate uncle Jihao."

Xiao touched his nose and didn't speak.

Tianxiang just opened her mouth again, but she saw several heads in front of her.

Ye Yonghao, Zhang Jiangfan and Wang Shaolong came up slowly from below.

"Yesterday was really dangerous. If there was no big elder martial sister, I'm afraid we were really unlucky at that time."

"Elder martial brother Ye is very powerful. The wild beast salon is so terrible. It is invincible under the six weights, but it can be conducive to an invincible position."

Wang Shaolong and Zhang Jiangfan are bragging about ye Yonghao.

Ye Yonghao's face was stained with a smile, and his look was full of pride, but his words were still very indifferent: "it was nothing. At that time, my situation was not good. The wild animals were invincible at the same level, but as long as they found their weaknesses, they still had great hope to overcome."

"Senior brother is clever!"

The two flattered again.

"But it was really dangerous at that time. If the eldest martial sister didn't arrive in time, I don't know how long I could last." remembering the situation at that time, ye Yonghao sighed gently.

"Speaking of elder martial sister, I can't talk about yesterday. I didn't expect that elder martial brother Longya... Is the vice patriarch. He has broken through the seven aspects of the supreme realm and achieved the legend of the creator. We Huofeng sect finally have a second creator."

"And Xiao Naihe, the one we brought at that time, actually had a conflict with the deputy leader. However, he didn't know what kind of shit luck he had. He not only won in the hands of the deputy leader, but also won the appreciation of the eldest martial sister and became a disciple of the eldest martial sister."

"I don't know what the eldest martial sister thinks. She actually falls in love with a foreign flute."

When talking about Xiao Nai, Wang Shaolong and Zhang Jiangfan were both envious and jealous. The expression on their faces was very wonderful and their tone was sour.

As soon as ye Yonghao listened, his pupils contracted and a touch of jealousy flashed in his eyes. Before opening his mouth, I saw the two people in front slowly magnify and appear dozens of feet away.

It's Xiao Naihe and another woman.

This woman Ye Yonghao knows and is a follower of the eldest martial sister Su Bingyun. She is called Tianxiang. Her strength has reached the four levels and achieved an epic!

After seeing what Xiao could do, Wang Shaolong was slightly stunned. Suddenly, he was worried that what they said just now would have been heard by the man?

"I don't think so. It's so far away." Wang Shaolong thought so.

But Zhang Jiangfan doesn't have such an idea. The three of them don't talk by means of sound transmission. Even if they say it in a low voice and with the strong keen power of martial arts, they may not be able to hide it even if they stand far away.

Especially the scene where Xiao Naihe and Longya fought yesterday, he can still remember it.

"It is also the supreme state, but it can defeat the vice patriarch who suppresses cultivation in the first move. How can Xiao not be simple?"

Xiao Naihe and Tianxiang are getting closer and closer. Wang Shaolong and Zhang Jiangfan are very nervous. They just hold their fists unconsciously, and their palms exude cold sweat.

The two people passed by each other. Xiao didn't even look at Zhang Jiangfan and Wang Shaolong, and went straight by.

Only Tianxiang glanced at them.

"Senior brother."

Tianxiang gave a faint voice, and then walked down.

Ye Yonghao's face was gloomy and his fingers flicked slightly. His Qi field suddenly became a little heavy. Even Zhang Jiangfan and Wang Shaolong felt a kind of depression coming face to face.

"Wait a minute."

Tianxiang's body gave a slight pause, and an imperceptible look flashed on her face. She calmly asked, "elder martial brother ye, what's the matter?"

"Younger martial sister Tianxiang hasn't seen you for a long time. This time, I took younger martial brother Xiao to Sansheng pavilion to get the disciple token!"

"Yes, elder martial brother ye, what else can I do for you?"

"Is younger martial sister Tianxiang so lucky? At least we had a mission together and lived and died together."

Ye Yonghao sighed gently, and his tone seemed very sorry.

Tianxiang frowned and said slowly, "elder martial brother Ye is serious, but now we have something to do. We are going to return to Qinglian peak to recover our life."

"Really?" Ye Yonghao nodded, suddenly looked at Xiao Naihe and said with a smile: "younger martial brother Xiao, I should have met the master when I went to Sansheng Pavilion this time?"

"Master."

"I forgot to say that my senior master is the real person Haotian, that is, your uncle Haotian. Elder martial sister Su once practiced under the senior master with me and the Deputy patriarch. Those days were really unforgettable."

Speaking of this, ye Yonghao sighed. His eyes turned and looked very sincere: "elder martial sister Su is also half of the master's disciples. Now you worship under elder martial sister Su's door, you can count as half of the master's door. If you are free in the future, you can go to Sansheng pavilion to find me."

Xiao Naihe had a funny smile on his face and said slowly, "that's natural, but I still have something to do, so it's inconvenient to stay for a long time."

"Farewell."

After watching Xiao Naihe and Tianxiang go down, ye Yonghao's smiling face suddenly disappeared, and a trace of disdain and coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Who is it? If we hadn't brought Xiao here, how could he become a disciple of the eldest martial sister? Besides, even the eldest martial sister and even the Deputy patriarch have studied Taoism under uncle Haotian's sect. He can't compare with elder martial brother ye in terms of seniority. Look at his attitude, this is..."

Wang Shaolong gave Xiao a hard look and said in a gloomy way.

"Younger martial brother Xiao is not a mortal after all. First, he has won the examination of the vice patriarch, and second, he has been appreciated by elder martial sister su. His future is naturally unlimited. Although he is too proud, which genius has no pride? Eat a turtle and grow a wisdom. As long as he can be introverted in the future, he will make achievements."

Ye Yonghao smiled softly.

Sansheng pavilion has appeared in front. The sun refracts, and the leaves fall on Ye Yonghao's head. Ye Yonghao subconsciously grabs it.

"Come in."

At this time, the voice of Haotian came from nothingness and forced into the minds of the three people.

"Zhenyuan sound transmission?"

The three were stunned, but without words, they went straight in.

They took several detours. At the corner, there was a pavilion in which a middle-aged man stood.

When the middle-aged man opened his eyes, his eyes seemed to burn like a flame, showing his strong cultivation.

Haotian turned his back to the three people as if he were thinking about something.

"I've seen your master (martial uncle)."

The three are respectful.

After waiting for a while, ye Yonghao didn't hear Haotian's voice. Ye Yonghao couldn't help raising his head, but when he saw Haotian's two fingers pinched, his mental power rose, his flesh and blood seemed to boil.

Silky

A murderous spirit erupted from Haotian's body. Haotian's two fingers turned into a sword Qi. The sword Qi was like a rainbow and was magnificent. He shot it out mercilessly and directly broke the void.

Just as ye Yonghao and his three men were staring at each other, the sword Qi shuttled out, shuttled out of the pavilion, and shot into the water, causing a huge spray. It was not spectacular.

There was a kind of sword Qi that wanted to kill all the creatures within tens of miles and refine them into pus and blood.

"Good... What a terrible killing machine!"

Ye Yonghao's face turned white.

Haotian is the sword Qi from his two fingers. It is murderous. Even ye Yonghao, Wang Shaolong and Zhang Jiangfan standing behind feel cold and want to be pierced.

"No, No."

Haotian frowned and shook his head. He seemed very dissatisfied.

He raised his hand and waved it. A strong wind swept through, leaving a blood red light in the middle of his arms. This blood red light is that Haotian forcibly refined the blood in his body to form sword Qi.

"Master... What is your Dharma?"

Ye Yonghao's voice trembled. It seemed that he didn't expect Haotian to show this way.

***

"This is called ancient killing kendo. Can you see what grade it is? Honestly, don't worry about my face."

Haotian took out his sleeves slightly, put his hands in, and restored himself to a modest gentleman. At this time, Haotian is like a middle-aged man who has read poetry and books and experienced vicissitudes. People who don't know him will never think that he is a half step and seven fold division of fire and Phoenix.

"Yes, the disciple guessed that this ancient killing sword is extraordinary. It refers to the sword, condenses the killing machine, and does not lose its momentum. It erupts. There is an aura of the son of heaven's anger over millions of corpses. The disciple believes that this should be the seven product skill!"

Ye Yonghao said.

"Your analysis is very good. I don't know what level the ancient killing Kendo is. I can only say that I haven't seen the killing well, and the artistic conception is far less than the original master."

"What?"

As soon as they heard this, they were shocked, looked at each other and began to guess the meaning of Haotian's words.

After a while, ye Yonghao pondered and asked, "master, you're not joking."

"I'm not joking. My artistic conception really can't compare with the original owner. Guess who the original owner of ancient killing Kendo is? Dare to guess."

"Is this... The patriarch?"

"Although the elder martial brother of the headmaster is powerful, the fire phoenix skill he cultivates is a straight way. Once he moves forward, there will be no such feminine killing opportunity."

"Is it the secret script that the master got by chance? It's amazing. It's atmospheric luck."

"No, I'll give you the last clue. The master of Taoism is younger than you, and his cultivation is not as good as you. But you can't guess!"

Haotian pondered for a while. He had a heart to play, but found that it seemed that ye Yonghao couldn't guess.

"Is it..."

At this time, ye Yonghao raised his eyebrows, thought about it, recalled the two people who had just left Sansheng pavilion not long ago, and then cooperated with what Haotian said.

Suddenly a terrible possibility appeared in Ye Yonghao's mind.

"Yonghao, I heard that the man who came back with you yesterday has become a disciple of Bingyun. He is the original owner of ancient killing kendo."

Listening to Haotian's words, ye Yonghao suddenly seemed to blow his head. He couldn't get any ideas. There was only shock in his heart.

"Hey, if this son is willing to worship under my door, with his luck and talent, his future achievements will certainly not be under me."

Haotian talked to himself, but ye Yonghao's face became earthy, shaped like loess. He held his fist tightly and didn't even know that his fingernails burst into the meat.

"It's him! Xiao Naihe!"

There was only a deep jealousy in Ye Yonghao's eyes, as if to burn his personal soul.

……

At this time, Xiao didn't know that the ancient killing sword he inadvertently displayed had become the seven level skill in the vast sky.

If Xiao knew, he would laugh it off.

The ancient killing Kendo itself only has the level of God. Only because Xiao Naihe successfully integrated the Dao and developed the ancient killing Kendo which only belongs to his own artistic conception, it looks like an advanced seven grade Dao.

So no matter how Haotian learns, he can't learn it.

Now Xiao Naihe came to the bamboo house in the center of Qinglian peak. The bamboo house is located in a green and secluded bamboo forest, surrounded by birds and flowers, and the sound of low dew from time to time.

It was like falling into an ethereal fairyland. Xiao Naihe took a breath of the aura generated by the atmospheric movement of heaven and earth, and only felt that his acupoints and orifices were stretched out and very comfortable.

"The aura here is much more than that of my cave. Although it is not as good as the Seven Star Tower, it is also very strong."

Xiao could not stretch his body and put his body in a state that could naturally absorb Reiki.

After a while, there was a small sound in my ears, like the sound of shoes rubbing.

"Xiao Naihe, how are you? Even uncle Hao lost your three moves."

A woman dressed in green came out of the bamboo house with a spirit wind around her. The aroma came, which immediately made Xiao Naihe's heart move slightly.

It has to be said that Su Bingyun belongs to the first-class level in appearance, figure and status.

If it is placed in the 3300 world, it must be the saint level of Wudao holy land. It's just that the cultivation is a little low, but there's no mention of temperament.

"Elder martial sister, this is making fun of me." Xiao smiled faintly.

"I didn't make fun of you. I didn't expect you to break uncle Hao's game under three moves. Uncle Hao had stepped into the state of half step and seven weights a long time ago. Even my father said that his strength was between Bozhong and Bozhong. Even if he suppressed his accomplishments, he was much more powerful than Dragon teeth. You have great talent if you can break the game under three moves."

Su Bingyun can't help but look at Xiao Naihe differently. Although she just wants to stop dragon Fang's marriage proposal, Xiao Naihe is really her disciple outside.