In a deep valley among the mountains of Xueyumen, a man with a blood-red hedgehog head was polishing his beloved knife in silence on the whetstone. Sweat dripped from his naked upper body on the surrounding grass.

"No! No! No!"

The blade of the blade was constantly rubbing against the matte black stone, making buzzing sounds. With each sound, invisible waves spread out around the red-haired young man, overwhelming the lawns.

It’s not just sharpening a knife, it’s also training!

"Ling Ye, Chief Liu is back, why don't you pick him up?"

In the silent valley where only the sound of sharpening knives could be heard, a second voice suddenly rang out. A figure as gentle as the spring breeze appeared under the tree not far behind the red-haired young man at some unknown time.

The visitor was dressed in a green robe, which looked a little out of place with the Xue Yu Sect, where the sky and the earth were all red, and he did not have the arrogance unique to the Xue Yu Sect.

"Zhao Xiangsui, I remember I told you to say hello before coming in, right?" Ling Ye, the red-haired man who had been silent until now, spoke up in a dull voice.

"Haha, don't worry about such small details at this time." The handsome man named Zhao Xiangsui laughed, and then continued to ask with a gossipy face. "But you really don't plan to go and take a look? Aren't all the disciples below?

Do you like Chief Liu?"

The red-haired man turned a deaf ear to Zhao Xiangsui's questions and continued to concentrate on sharpening his knife.

"Hey, you guy, you pretend to be dumb every time I bring up this topic." Zhao Xiangsui was a little angry. This guy likes this. But don't you know that the more you do this, the more you try to hide it?

"If you have something to say, just say it. If it's nothing, get out and don't disturb my practice." Ling Ye chased them away without looking back.

"Hey, no, no, I have some news that you will definitely be interested in." Zhao Xiangsui smiled mysteriously.

"The people who came back with Chief Liu were people from the Dao Sect. Liang Yi and Su Youyi were both there. Moreover, I heard that Chief Liu was attacked by the Soul Devouring Cult on the way back to the sect. If it hadn't been for the help of Liang Yi from the Dao Sect,

, the chief almost died."

As soon as he said this, the sound of Ling Bu's sharpening of the knife suddenly stopped, and the bent Xiaocao around him finally stood up.

"Liangyi?"

"Hmm, Daozong Liangyi, I heard he is a more ruthless character than Su Youyi." Zhao Xiangsui stood aside in front of Master Gonghuo.

"Huh~" Ling Ye breathed out slowly, put away the sword and stood up. His unusual height allowed him to still look down at Zhao Xiangsui even from a distance.

"Then go and have a look."

On the other side, Liangyi, who had just gotten off the boat, felt uncomfortable looking at him from the people around him.

"Aren't you Blood Royal Sect disciples a little unfriendly?" Liang Yi came up behind Liu Rouxin and asked quietly.

Liu Rouxin glanced at Liang Yi lightly, and said with a somewhat gloating tone: "It's not that he's unfriendly, it just depends on who is right."

The Blood Royal Sect disciples usually look at people through their nostrils, and ordinary people really have no value to them, let alone picking quarrels and causing trouble.

Ke Liangyi's identity really touched their sensitive parts, making all the Blood Royal Sect disciples have to pay attention.

The environment of Xueyumen is a shade of red that blocks out the sun, and the temperature here is extremely high, which even gave Uncle Tachibana the illusion that this place was built in a volcanic crater.

Everyone of the Blood Royal Sect disciples carries a sword, but those like Liu Rouxin who use a spear are rarely seen.

"I will never come to this Blood Palace again, meow!" Uncle Ju squatted aside and whispered to Su Youyi, sticking out his tongue. Whether it was the smell of blood or the high temperature, he hated it.

"I don't know what these Blood Royal Sect disciples want to do." Su Youyi frowned slightly, silently remembering the hostile faces around her in her heart.

Although she understood the cause and effect, she still couldn't help but feel a little angry after actually encountering this situation.

"Daozong Liangyi, right?" But at this moment, a dull voice sounded from the crowd.

After seeing clearly who the speaker was, the expressions of the surrounding Blood Royal Sect disciples changed one after another, and the crowd dispersed to make way for him. A red-haired man who was almost twice as tall as an ordinary person was seen stepping out of the crowd and standing upright.

Looking down at him in front of Liang Yi,

Behind this man, there was a man in green robes who did not match the atmosphere of the Blood Royal Sect at all. He was observing the development of the situation with a smile.

Facing Liu Rouxin, who was only as tall as the visitor's thigh, she seemed a little impatient. She frowned and asked directly: "Ling Ye? What are you doing here?"

"Come to meet Daozong Liangyi and Su Youyi who have been famous for a long time." Although Ling Ye answered Liu Rouxin's question honestly, his eyes were still fixed on Liangyi, and there was no intention of hiding the malice all over his body.

Combined with the malice of other Blood Royal Sect disciples around him, he suppressed Xiang Liangyi.

Liang Yi frowned slightly, only to feel that these malicious intentions turned into a sharp blade and cut him head-on. Even if he was hit by the cut, there was no real damage, but he lost a bit in terms of momentum.

However, before this malicious knife came, Liang Yi's Zixia innate body, which was transformed from acquired to innate, reacted. With an innate body made of innate things, not everything is qualified to provoke

of.

The invisible Zixia dragon roared silently, glanced contemptuously at the malicious knife, and then swallowed it in one gulp, not worrying about indigestion at all.

The momentum was forced, and everyone present who was involved with it naturally felt it, and they all groaned.

Liu Rouxin was watching the show on the side. She would not help Liang Yi when he was targeted. Naturally, she would not take care of her disciples when they lost face.

"Now that we have seen them, could you please make way for me?" Liang Yi looked a little cold. Although he knew that these people were dissatisfied with Daozong because of his master, he could not show any cowardice.

"Yes, I have seen you, but just seeing is not enough." Ling Ye opened his mouth, revealing a layer of snow-white teeth.

"After all, do you still want to compete? If you want to fight, fight, don't chatter." Liangyi waved his hand impatiently to interrupt Ling Ye's next words, and a group of people were chattering here.

It is a universally acknowledged and unchanging truth that the strong are respected in the world of immortality. These people were targeting him so blatantly just because they saw that he was not above the fifth level of cultivation.

"Exactly, I also want to weigh how many pounds you have. How dare you target me here?"

Liang Yi looked around with sharp eyes. The other ordinary Blood Royal Sect disciples around him were forced by Liang Yi's aura and did not dare to look directly. Only Ling Ye kept his eyes burning.
Chapter completed!