The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the bright moonlight and the vast snow field are shining brightly. Although it is night, it does not make people feel dark. A blue figure keeps flashing in the snow field, and each time disappears and appears next time, it is several feet apart. From a distance, it seems that someone keeps moving in a short distance in the snow.

Puff ~

Finally, the green figure stopped moving and lay beside a short rock. It opened its mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood. What was strange was that the mouth of blood seemed to be without any temperature. It fell on the snow and instantly solidified into blood-colored ice beads.

Cough~ The Green-winged Bat King coughed out a mouthful of blood, but his face turned blue. Under the moonlight, he looked like a thousand-year-old zombie, without the slightest characteristics of a living person.

What a powerful sword aura. When did such a powerful sword-using boy appear in the Central Plains? This time, the old bat was afraid that he would fall into his life. Now he has not succeeded in his master's success, and no one even knows death. Even though he has already taken life and death lightly, this way of death made him a little unacceptable.

Crack~ Crack~

The soft snow made a creaking sound when someone walked by. The Green-winged Bat King was shocked. This place was extremely remote and was even closer to the Ming Cult. Now the Ming Cult is in a big enemy, and the church members are actively preparing for war. Who would come at this time? And more than one person

It is quite laborious to look at the direction where the sound comes.

Yes, you can see the appearance of the person coming clearly, and a hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Blue-Winged Bat King, but his voice was trembling a little because of the cold air in his body.

The heavy cold air looked at the Green-winged Bat King who was about to be frozen into an ice sculpture. Li Xuan frowned. Although he knew that he had indeed hurt the other party with one knife before, the Green-winged Bat King's light skills were so high that he could be the best in the world. At the most critical moment, he avoided the vital points. Even if he was injured by the sword energy, he should not have any worries about his life.

However, looking at the current appearance of the Green-Winged Bat King, Li Xuan knew in his heart that it was better to say that it was caused by the backlash of internal force than being injured by his sword energy. This result made Li Xuan quite speechless and reached out to press his hand to the other party's shoulder. The Green-Winged Bat King wanted to hide, but at this time he was retaliated by the cold air in his body, and his body was like an ice sculpture. Not to mention dodging, even moving was a luxury, and he could only watch the other party's palm pressing on his shoulder.

Forget it, the Blue-Winged Bat King closed his eyes and was ready to welcome death.

After a long wait, the imagined death did not come. Instead, a hot stream of heat surged into the body, which troubled me for many years. The extremely yin and cold air produced by inadvertent practice of exercises was now under the impact of this heat stream, as if spring sun had turned into snow. Years of evil diseases disappeared in an instant, but the ice true energy in the body was not damaged at all, but instead felt a sense of diligence.

He opened his eyes incredible, looked at the young man in front of him, and then he was stunned for a long time: Why did you save me

There may be many reasons to kill people, but it seems that there is no reason to save people. Li Xuan was asked a little funny when asked by the other party’s question.

You are a disciple of Emei, and I am one of the four kings of the Ming Cult. I can't think of any reason for you to save me. The Green-winged Bat King looked at Li Xuan vigilantly and said coldly: If you want me to betray the Ming Cult, you should not speak out. Although Wei Yixiao is not a gentleman, it will be difficult for me to betray me.

Who told you that I am Li Xuan, a disciple of Emei, asked back.

Well, although Miejue's old nun is powerful, she can't teach such a powerful apprentice, otherwise she wouldn't have contacted any six major sects to siege me Guangmingding. Wei Yixiao was stunned when he heard this, then nodded and said: But even so, since you are mixed with the people of the Emei Sect, I think it's the helper that Miejue's old thief invited this time. Even if he doesn't kill me, he shouldn't come to save me. Moreover, Wei Yixiao believes that his light skills are not right in the world, and it is even more impossible for someone to be followed. How did you find me?

Is it difficult? Li Xuan shrugged speechlessly: The light skills of the Bat King are indeed unique, but he has not competed with the Bat King for light skills. Besides, the Bat King is injured and must not run far. In addition, when he retreats, there is no time to clear the traces. I think even if the Bat King is unique, you can't walk on the snow without traces.

Wei Yixiao felt that he had indeed asked a very stupid question, but the self-sharp question was easily revealed by the other party in this casual tone. He was a little embarrassed and asked with a stern face: Stop talking nonsense, what are you here for

The six major sects besieged Guangmingding this time. On the surface, the origin was the personal grudge between Emei and the Ming Cult. However, after many verifications, some clues were found unexpectedly. The six major sects made a grudge with the Ming Cult this time, probably not that simple. There was a vague situation behind the scenes, intending to weaken the power of our Han people. This time, this time, we came for this matter. Li Xuan looked upright and said solemnly.

You mean that Wei Yixiao, the court of the Tartars, stared at him and showed a solemn expression for the first time.

That's right, so I'm here to find the Bat King and want to ask the Bat King to recommend you the leader of the Ming Cult. If possible, it's best to resolve this grudge. Li Xuan nodded and said.

Boy, who are you, Wei Yixiao did not nod or refuse, but looked at Li Xuan with seven points of suspicion and three points of curiosity in his eyes.

In Li Xuan, he is also a little famous in the world. I don’t know if the Bat King had heard Li Xuan ask tentatively. His current reputation is not high, but he is also considered a number one figure in the martial arts world. However, compared with the existence of the Ming Dynasty Dharma King or the heads of the six major sects, he is probably far from that. Therefore, he is not sure whether his reputation is useful now.

It turned out that it was Mr. Mad Dagger who lost in front of him, and the old bat lost this time. Well, Mr. Mad Dagger is naturally trusted by Mr. Mad Dagger. Besides, this life is also saved by Mr. Mad Dagger, so he accompanied the master to the Guangmingding. Wei Yixiao smiled bitterly. Li Xuan's reputation is indeed not high, but that refers to the real plane. In fact, Li Xuan slaughtered thousands of Mongolian warriors within one month. In this generation, his reputation has long been catching up with the older generation of famous celebrities in the world. Moreover, since Li Xuan appeared in the world, although he has mixed reviews of him in the world, no one can deny that he killed, that is, almost all the people Li Xuan killed were Mongolians. It is rare to hear that Han people died at their hands. Because of Li Xuan's name, in this generation, it can be considered as a way to be both black and white.

Thank you. Li Xuan didn't expect that his reputation would be so useful. At that moment, under the leadership of Wei Yixiao, the group began to march towards Guangming.

On the way, Wei Yixiao couldn't help but ask curiously: I don't know what the young master practiced is the Nine Yang Divine Art.

No. When Li Xuan heard this, he naturally knew what the other party meant. He shook his head and smiled: Although the evil poison in the Bat King's body is strange, there is not only the Nine Yang Divine Art in this world that can be cured.

Strictly speaking, if Li Xuan had not appeared, the only one in this world who could save the cold poison in the Qingyi Bat King's body was indeed the Nine Yang Divine Art. However, although Li Shan had already started practicing the Nine Yang Divine Art, the days were still short, and it was not enough to relieve the cold poison in Wei Yixiao's body, but the emperor's true energy in Li Xuan's body was different.

The Yellow Emperor's Heart Sutra cultivates the true qi of the most powerful and yang, and is more powerful than the true qi cultivated by the Nine Yang Divine Arts, and the effect is even more amazing. After all, the strength level of the Yitian Plane and the Chaos Three Kingdoms Plane is obviously not on the same level. They are both the highest skill of the plane, but the plane levels are different, and the effects are also essentially different. Li Xuan has only cultivated to the second peak of the Yellow Emperor's Heart Sutra, but even so, the effect is no less than that of Zhang Wuji, who has cultivated the Nine Yang Divine Arts to the perfect realm.

The great kindness is not thanked. The old bat will write down this kindness first. If I, the Ming Cult, can overcome this disaster, I will have a good report in the future that Li Xuan is not willing to talk about his martial arts. Wei Yixiao did not ask any more questions. After all, asking about other people's martial arts is a taboo in the world.

Li Xuan smiled slightly, but did not answer. His purpose had been achieved. He could make friends with Wei Yixiao and make the other party owe him favors. The receipt of goods on this trip was large enough. Even though Zhang Wuji accidentally reached the top of Guangming as the original work, with one of the four kings Wei Yixiao, coupled with the reputation he had accumulated before, he might not be able to compete with Zhang Wuji for the position of leader.

With Wei Yixiao leading the way, the disciples of the Ming Cult will naturally not stop them all along the way. They will be smooth all the way. They will soon arrive at the Ming Cult Headquarters. Just as they were about to enter the Chief Master, a monk with a big head and ears carrying a big cloth bag on his shoulder came towards him. Seeing Wei Yixiao, he couldn't help but say hello: Oh, the old bat is in a hurry, where are you going

Why are you here, Wei Yixiao and glaring at the other person? Although his tone is not good, he is very close to his words.

Ha, aren’t you nonsense? Such a big deal happened in the sect. As one of the five scattered people of the Ming Cult, there is no reason why the great monk couldn’t help but glared at him and said.

You have a little conscience. Come and introduce it to you. This is Li Xuan, the young master of the crazy sword who has recently made a name for himself in the world. Don’t underestimate him. His sword, but I almost couldn’t even come back to the old bat. Brother Li, this person is one of the five scattered people in our Ming Cult, a cloth bag monk, and his nickname is unavailable. Wei Yi smiled and sneered, pointing at Li Xuan.

The monk Budai Monk looked up and down at Li Xuan, frowned and looked at Wei Yixiao and said: Is the old bat more active and returned? Now the situation of my teaching is critical. How can I bring outsiders in at this time? What if he is a spy sent by the six major sects?

Don't worry, my old bat's tricks are not blind yet. Wei Yixiao rolled his eyes and turned to Li Xuan and said: Brother Li, don't mind, this monk is poisonous, he is still quite righteous.
Chapter completed!