Ye Xiaochai finally chose to retire. Although he was still worried about the person in the Glazed Fairyland, his past guilt and responsibilities around him forced him to choose to leave this world...

Jin Xiaokai is still unwilling to face his grandfather, and his resentment is still there, and family life is hard to continue... For him, he hates Ye Xiaochai, and he hates him without reason. His life has just begun, retired? Joke! How can you miss such a wonderful world, and how can you miss such an interesting life? He has not defeated Ye Xiaochai, and has not stepped on him to retreat?

"No need to say it! Jin Xiaokai will not retreat! He will not be with that mute..." Before he finished speaking, Jin Xiaokai suddenly felt a cold murderous aura in front of him...

"Yeah!" Feng Huailiu was in a bad mood, very bad. It was not his intention to use this method of hurting again to make Ye Xiaochai retire. Ye Xiaochai was really worried about his grandson, so how could he not see why he was in a blessing?

"Jin Xiaokai! I don't want to retire, I won't force you...but remember, if... you do something that endangers Ye Xiaochai..." Feng Huai Liu expressed the hostility deep in her heart for the first time... "Don't blame Feng Huai Liu for being ruthless!!"

"Ha! How about it! Want to kill me? Mo Zhen thinks that Jin Xiaokai is easy to bully!!" Jin Xiaokai is violent and has been doting himself by everyone since he was a child. How could he be treated like this? He repeatedly bullied and his anger surged, and he actually wanted to take action...

"Dissatisfied? I'm enough to deal with you!" He stood with his hands behind his back, his anger was as deep as the abyss. Feng Huai Liu's head reveals extraordinary martial arts. Although he had seen him kill people, he really faced him head-on. Before he took action, Jin Xiaokai felt heavy pressure...

"How is it?" Feng Huai Liu sneered, "Do you even have the courage to take action?" Finally, he was a young man's heart and felt uncomfortable in his heart. Feng Huai Liu wanted to find someone to trouble, but Jin Xiaokai was bullied for no reason...

Shengsheng provoked, but it was just an excuse to vent. Jin Xiaokai was unclear and did not need to understand, "Shad Yunyue!" The palm was psychedelic, and in the mist, there was a sharp killing and hidden move, revealing an unprovoked battle. When the smoke entered, Jin Xiaokai raised his palm and attacked...

"Shad upside down Yunyue... Ha! A tiger can't be drawn but a dog!" Feng Huai Liu's body remained motionless, his anger was heavy, and his inner energy was moving, and he raised his palm and said, "Shad upside down Yunyue!"

With the same move, Feng Huai Liu came out of her palm, but in the illusion, it was as heavy as Mount Tai. Jin Xiaokai was stunned for a moment, and his palm was already facing him. He felt that his palm was as powerful as a mud cow entering the sea without any news. In an instant, a huge force came, hitting it several feet...

Walking on the floor, he vomited vermilion, Jin Xiao opened his eyes, but became more fierce, "How could you do this!"

"Can you ask a question?" He still held his hands behind his back, and the man did not move a step. Feng Huai willows turned into a folding fan, and his sleeves were swung, "Come in! Today... Feng will let you know what the sky is high and the earth is thick!"

"Ah!" With an angry shout, Jin Xiaokai Ningyuan fought again, his body was as fast as the wind, his hand turned into a blade, and his body was filled with evil spirits, "Swallow the evil demon sword!"

"Third-rate move!" Feng Huai Liu stood up and sneered, "Is this what you committed to the evil spirit? It's so ridiculous!"

As he spoke, a tragic blood energy emerged, and Jin Xiaokai felt a powerful force as if thousands of troops were setting off, and thousands of horses galloped... The power of the war god of the broken island in the past is coming again at this moment, "Shunchang is dead!" Feng Huai Liu stepped on his feet, the ground was broken, his hand turned into a blood blade, and he cut the air with one knife...

The sword energy collided for a moment, and the blood blade of the army fell from the mountain was unstoppable. The blood-red sword light suddenly hit a fierce attack, the power of Yuanyang, the ability to drive away the evil evil... the sword of the demon evil... breaks!

Blood Sword... When Jidao Xuanjue was taught, he said that this martial art is so strong that it is so strong that it can only be understood by constantly killing and killing. The feeling of killing people is still clear today... I remember that day, Wuyi Shi Yin asked Wushang to take him to clean up some so-called rebellious rebellions of Ci Guang, and he followed. The feeling of killing people for the first time was not very terrifying. He just watched a life pass away and he felt a little confused.

Since then, I have started practicing the Blood Knife in this way, and I have killed so many people... I don't remember it, but there is one thing I remember clearly, especially every time I use the Blood Knife, I will constantly remind myself to remember...

After the blood sword was first formed, Wuyi Shiyin said it clearly that the man was the friend of the Tower of Ci Guang and the Sword.

I still killed without hesitation. If I don’t kill, the bloody aura will not be truly condensed. If I don’t kill, wouldn’t I mean I was afraid of the beginning of the sword? Having an enemy with high strength is sometimes also a driving force for progress…

Looking up at Jin Xiaokai in front of him, Feng Huai Liu suddenly lost interest in fighting him... It was too weak... All martial arts inheritance are first-class, but they practiced so well, without seeking excellence, without asking for meaning, and inappropriate!

"Bored!" With a boredom, the blood-coagulant aura became a blade, and a diagonal slashed Jin Xiaokai several feet...

"Vomit!" Zhu Hong vomited, and Jin Xiaokai's face became more and more fierce, staring at the person in front of him. Now, the grudge was really big...

"You can't stare at me..." After venting a little bit of depression, Feng Huai Liu looked calm again, "If you don't accept it, just practice martial arts to take revenge!"

"You!" Jin Xiaokai was furious and vomited another mouthful of blood. Neiyuan was injured, his eyes turned black and he fell to the ground.

He gently picked up Jin Xiaokai who was unconscious on the ground and Feng Huai Liu murmured to himself. "Actually, I have not been very good to you... It's just... He deserves his sins, but you can't see your grandfather's concern for you?"

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"Jiu Pan God Son, Flame Demon Chapi...ah...Ling Bei throws you mother!!!" A roar from the sky, next to the stove, the former wolf master of the ghost clan Bu Jianque looked crazy. "These two dead children! After stealing the drought, they steal the Nine Misfortunes, and after stealing the Nine Misfortunes, they steal the Nine Misfortunes and steal the Nine Misfortunes to Ling Bei! I...I...I..."

"Hey! Is it too exaggerated? Old man! They didn't take your stuff at all!" Aside, a pointed-eared boy, with a joking face, his eyes were unruly, but there was a shining of inspiration, and an arrogant flame mark on his forehead... It was the young Teng Xielang!

"What does it mean to not steal something!!!" Bu Jianque grabbed Teng Xielang's collar and shouted angrily, "You can't tell if your eyes are so wide? Look!! You can see it clearly for Lingbei! Can't you feel the energy of my soldiers be sucked cleanly?!"

"Hey! Are you bullying children? Find out! The queen of the girl has reminded you! You have a lot of private hiding here, and you will definitely be patronized. You are drunk and stabbed by someone! What does it have to do with me?" Teng Xielang looked unhappy, "I'm not in the mood to listen to you nonsense! I'm here to get the weapon of that unlucky little guy! Where is the wolf smoke?"

"Oh! I can't tell, do you still care about that little guy!" Bu Jianque put down Teng Xielang, "Tsk tsk, it turns out that brotherly love is deep!"

"Talk! Don't cause trouble for me, I'm thankful! Hum!" Teng Xielang said unhappily, "I said, Uncle Wolf, Uncle Wolf, Wolf Immortal! Where is the wolf smoke halberd?"

"Little devil! Is it because I didn't say it clearly enough, or is it your ears? "Bujian Que pointed to the weapons scattered around the stove, "The sharpness of the soldiers here has been absorbed away! Your little devil's weapons... are delayed!!"

"What! What is this? Delay? What kind of soldiers are so fierce! If you don't steal weapons, what kind of energy is this? You are a senior! It's not you... I'm lazy and want to postpone it! That little devil is already at the age to learn to fight. You don't know...ah!" Before Teng Xielang finished speaking, a thunderbolt from the sword had already hit him on his head.

"What do you know about a dead child? The sharpness of a hundred soldiers is the innate aura that the divine weapon is born with, just like the demonic demon essence, and is now sucked up with light..." The sword was missing and a long spear was bought, "The magic weapon turned into an ordinary iron. If you don't mind that your little devil uses a bad guy to kill the enemy, I don't mind handing you the wolf smoke now!"

"Just say it! Why do you do it!" Teng Xielang said angrily, "It's because you can't take care of yourself, I don't care! Anyway, you must make up for the weapons as soon as possible!"

"Nonsense! You are the most arrogant to me in the entire demon world! Who will you beat if you don't hit? Listen to the stinky kid! I will postpone the wolf smoke, and I will not delay your little kid's study time!" Bu Jianque thought for a while, and said in a serious tone, "Go back and tell Jiufu! Be careful! Those two thieves must have some magical weapons in their hands... sucking up all the innate energy of so many swords, guns, swords and halberds at once, a very terrible magical weapon... If you face it, don't fight head-on!"

"So what? These two guys! If it falls into my uncle's hand... Hello! What do you want to do?" As soon as Teng Xie Langfang opened his mouth, he felt that there was sign of a sword repairing, so he hurriedly ran away, "If you have something to say, don't touch your feet!"

"Touch your hands? Lingbei lets you know what size my shoes are!" Bujianque said angrily, "Jiu Pan God Son, Flame Demon Chapi! Two people dare to face the Dao Demons. I haven't seen anyone pick them up for so many years. Just you? Lingbei warns you! If you meet, please flash me immediately! You are not your opponent!"

After thinking about it, Bujianque said seriously, "That Fire Demon Tea Bi that came out of nowhere is just like that. Jiupan God Son, you'd better hide as far as you can! I thought this kid was not bad at all, but I didn't expect that the magic was also first-class..."

"The magic is first-class? Just because he breaks your guard formation?" Teng Xielang said dissatisfied, "I am also a dual cultivation!"

"Double cultivation, you are so big! I am just a small formation, and are the forbidden lands of the demons and the evil clans also small formations? They can come and go freely, what do you think?" Bu Jianque said, and began to sort out the weapons of the four fallen weapons, constantly cursing, "Two dead little ghosts! I don't know how to respect the elderly at all! I can't even clean up after stealing things! The thief can't do well! The demons now! Ah!!"

"Why is it the son of Jiupan? Not the Flame Demon Tea Pi?" Teng Xielang asked.

"The news from Master Fuying! The Flame Demon Chapi, I don't know how to spell it!" Bu Jianquetou said without looking back, "What are you doing while standing stupidly? Helper!"

"Master Fuying..." Teng Xielang muttered, as if the gloomy and weird figure appeared in front of him again... "I'll cut it!"

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Chapter completed!