Xu Yan's palm was blown down, and he completely restrained his own breath before attacking, and truly achieved it as a bat hidden in the dark, silently. Not to mention that the three sect masters of the Danxia Sect were injured first, even in the heyday, even when the distance was so close, it was difficult for him to completely avoid the former's attack.

One palm smashed the mountain and smashed it down.

The feeling that the third sect leader was as if a river of river appeared out of thin air above his head, and then poured down towards him.

Although he, who was infinitely close to the sixth grade, had already noticed a strange thing at the moment when the other party's aura was leaking, it was a luxury and futility, or it was impossible to choose to withdraw and avoid it at this moment.

A huge handprint finally fell down, causing a loud bang, and hit the three sect masters who were running rapidly. Not only did he instantly smash his entire body into the ground, but it also caused the high wall in the north of the city to tremble suddenly, and countless mud and dust rolled down from it.

Ignoring the mud and dust that kept falling above his head, Xu Yan walked slowly to the third sect leader of the Danxia Sect who was bombarded into the huge palm print pit by himself. Then in the darkness, he grabbed the other party's neck, which was dying at the moment, as if he was holding a sick cat, hanging it up and lifting it up to the wall hole.

After carrying the other person out of the hole in the wall, Xu Yan looked coldly at the person who had completely rushed out of the city in the distance, but at this moment he had to stop forcibly and stared at him with a resentful look on his face.

There was no longer even a trace of alcohol on Xu Yan, because in the previous rush, he used the martial arts true energy in his body to force all alcohol out of his body. He held the third sect leader of the Danxia Sect who was about to die in one hand, and on the other hand, he said to the middle-aged man in a distant tone: "The person behind the scenes who told this matter, otherwise he would die in front of you immediately."

When the second sect leader of the Danxia Sect heard this, a trace of despair flashed in his eyes. He looked at the third brother opposite who was being pinched by the other party and rolled his eyes. His lips were trembling constantly. If he only looked at his facial expression at this moment, he would think he could not stand the coldness caused by the impact of the rain all over the sky.

The second sect leader asked in pain: "What if I tell the truth?"

When Xu Yan heard the other party’s question, he knew that the other party wanted to seek a chance to avoid death, so he followed his wish and said bluntly: “I will let him live and let you take him away.”

Hearing such an answer, under normal circumstances, most people could breathe a sigh of relief in their hearts, but unexpectedly, the second sect leader on the opposite side, who was only a slight distance from the darkness, slowly shook his head. A trace of utterness flashed through his gloomy eyes, and said in a cold tone: "But I can't believe you."

When Xu Yan heard this answer, his face was calm and his tone was not at all emotional: "Do you believe me or not? You have no choice at all."

After hearing this, the second sect leader turned extremely ferocious. He glanced at his third brother with a sad face, but did not answer Xu Yan's words again. He just said in a deep tone: "I'm sorry, third brother, one day, the second brother will definitely avenge you and your elder brother."

After hearing this, Xu Yan suddenly felt something was wrong in his heart. Then the consequences were just aware of the middle-aged man in the distance who turned his back to the darkness but always stared at him, and his steps slowly began to retreat. There was no doubt that the other party was going to cruelly abandon his brother's life and choose to protect himself and escape.

Xu Yan looked at the other party about to withdraw in a blink of an eye, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He never expected that these so-called people in the martial arts world could leave their brothers so easily and leave as soon as they say they could.

Without any help, Xu Yan could only throw the dying middle-aged man in his hand aside, and then began to chase the darkness. If he just let the enemy who came to intercept him and kill him easily escape, it would be like letting the tiger return to the mountain. It would be impossible to ensure that the other party would cause him any unnecessary trouble along the way.

However, just when he had just chased him out for only a few dozen feet, when he reached the position where the other party was originally standing, there was a rustling sound in the dark that was completely different from the rainfall, and it rang out from the night sky.

Xu Yan noticed the sound, and felt a little shocked and helpless. With the premise of not being able to see the specific situation clearly, he could only choose to fly over and evade his edge. After being blocked by the other party for a short time, the breath that was originally within his perception of the latter had completely left the range he could sense.

The cultivator who has been living in the world for a long time seeks survival ability and experience in desperate situations is undoubtedly more experienced than practicing in the mountains for many years, but the disciples who have just emerged are much more experienced. Of course, Xu Yan is not a chick who has just gone down the mountain to travel in the world. His cultivation is not much different from this guy who fled in a hurry. Even in a one-on-one battle, he has enough confidence to kill the other party, but if the other party made up his mind to escape from the beginning, it would be impossible for him to chase and kill the other party.

"Why!"

Xu Yan sighed helplessly, but could only stop the idea of ​​chasing him. In fact, he also knew that the reason why the other party wanted to escape so decisively was simply because he was afraid that Old Qiao in the city would chase him out, and then he would really not be able to leave even if he wanted to.

Xu Yan walked back to the third sect leader of the Danxia Sect who was about to die in the rain, and looked at him condescendingly, without any emotion in his tone, but just said calmly: "Have you never thought that your brother would give up on you and escape alone without even trying it in this moment of life and death?"

The third sect leader of the Danxia Sect was extremely weak at this moment, unable to say a word, and could only open his eyes and keep breathing heavily, but it was obvious that after hearing Xu Yan say this, his heart was still touched.

Although Xu Yan's palm destroys the mountain, the power of his current Lao Qiao is not comparable to that of the current Lao Qiao, the advantage that he has in his martial arts is too huge, so the third sect leader was almost beaten to death by him in an unexpected situation.

Seeing that he wanted to speak, but couldn't speak, Xu Yan didn't continue to torture him in words, but his tone continued to say: "Actually, you don't have to think that this is too surprising. Your brother just abandoned you. This is pretty good. Unlike some people, they were so pitiful that they died in the hands of their own brothers. Even in the end, he didn't even understand why the other party wanted to kill him."

The third sect leader had no idea why Xu Yan said this to him, but the feeling of death became clearer in his mind.

A stream of light was approaching them from far to near from the city. Xu Yan's eyes were deep, and then he continued to say to the three sect masters on the ground: "I know that at this point, you will definitely not want to reveal who the employer is, but do you have any last words to say? Although I may not be able to complete it for you."

Seeing that his eyes were dull and lying on the ground like a dead dog, Xu Yan continued to whisper: "Since that's the case, I will relieve your pain and send you on the way."

"Li...,Li..."

Just as Xu Yan squatted down and was about to deal with him, the third sect leader spoke a word intermittently, but before he could finish his words, he glared at him and died.

The stream of light finally fell.

There was no accident that Lao Qiao was chasing out of the city, and in his hand, there was a cold corpse without any breath of life.

Seeing that Xu Yan appeared in front of him at this moment, he glanced at the new corpse lying in the water again. A little surprised flashed in Lao Qiao's heart, but he immediately felt relieved.

Seeing Lao Qiao appearing inquiring eyes, Xu Yan, wearing a bamboo hat, shrugged and replied: "Only one can be left behind, the other one is still run away by him."

Old Qiao nodded at this, but was not surprised. Then he replied: "It's already very good. I didn't expect your strength to improve so quickly. When I met you a few months ago, you should have been a sword cultivator who had just entered the third floor, right?"

Xu Yan smiled and replied, "By chance, by chance, there was a breakthrough, and the master also asked me to go to the mountain to practice for a while."

After hearing this, Lao Qiao smiled and replied, "Famous teachers are great disciples. Since they are Mr. Zhao's personal disciples, it is not surprising that you have such unexpected results. Of course, this is actually the best thing. After all, only when you have real hard power can you go further on the road of cultivation. Originally, before, I was still thinking about whether you should send you another journey after you passed Songyang Town. Now it seems that there is no need for this."

After hearing this, Xu Yan couldn't help but quip: "Uncle Qiao looks loyal and honest on the surface, but is actually extremely cunning. He is just thinking about how lazy he can be, but he can say so righteously."

After hearing this, Lao Qiao laughed.

However, after falling into a brief silence between each other, and after Lao Qiao also curled the smile on his face, he said leisurely: "Actually, it's not that I want to be lazy, but it's better not to give it if I can. The reason why I took action in Songyang Town this time is that on the one hand, I don't know that you have grown to this point, and on the other hand, I have to force you. After all, no matter what, we have to symbolically tell some people who are making trouble behind their backs, and know less crooked ideas, but if it will be effective in the end, you can only ask for more blessings."

Although Old Qiao looked quite relaxed when he was saying these words, Xu Yan knew the greatness of these things and nodded with a serious expression. However, he did not continue to investigate this issue, but just asked, "What should we do with these two corpses right now?"

When Lao Qiao heard this question, a trace of sinister flashed in his eyes.

It is undoubtedly an extremely shameful thing for a martial artist who has reached the seventh level of realm to be tricked by three martial artists who are two levels lower than him. And more importantly, he not only failed to keep them all in the city, but instead two of them were run away.

If Xu Yan didn't help him in the end, the one who fell in the water would have successfully escaped?

Lao Qiao did not answer Xu Yan verbally, but instead grabbed the three sect masters who died in the water in anger, then soared into the sky with a corpse in one hand and disappeared in an instant.

About half a quarter of an hour later, another flash of light flashed in the night. Old Qiao, who was panting on his face, returned to Xu Yan, and said with a slight panting: "It has been resolved."

Seeing Xu Yan throwing an inquiring look, Lao Qiao raised his foot to the city and explained, "These two bed bugs were not good birds before their lifetime, so I threw their bodies into the mountains to feed the wolf. At least after their death, they could still give the beasts a full meal."

Xu Yan, who was following Lao Qiao, had a dark look on his face when he heard this.

When the two walked under the wall hole of the city wall, Lao Qiao looked at the huge palm print pit under his feet that had been enlarged dozens of times, and couldn't help but take a breath. With his current strength, it was not difficult to do this, but if it were more than twenty years ago, when he was about the same level as Xu Yan behind him, he could not do this level. And most importantly, isn't the other party a sword cultivator? What's going on with this palm print now?

Old Qiao turned his head and glanced at Xu Yan, asking in disbelief: "Did you make this palm print?"

Xu Yan nodded openly and admitted.

This time it was Lao Qiao's turn to look dark. He couldn't help but feel curious and asked, "But this handprint doesn't look like a sword cultivator can make it..."

The fact that Xu Yan Jianwu’s fellow practitioner is known to everyone in the major sects of Baishanzu, almost everyone who wants to know now knows it. It is no longer a secret. Therefore, there is no need for him to hide anything from Lao Qiao and replied bluntly: “I am also a martial artist.”

Although he roughly guessed that this would be the answer in Lao Qiao's heart, when he really heard from Xu Yan that the other party was a fellow practitioner of Jianwu, he couldn't help but feel a little shocked by the other party.

After hesitating for a while, he said in a low tone: "About fellow practitioner Jianwu, in the history of the Five Prefectures, no one has ever succeeded. Will you do this a little..." Old Qiao suddenly paused his tone and asked Xu Yan to change the subject: "Do your master know about this?"

Xu Yan nodded with a smile and replied, "It's not just my master, but now everyone in the major sects of Baishanzu should already know."

When Lao Qiao heard him say this, he had no idea what he should say. Therefore, after a while but stopped, he only sighed softly.

Seeing him looking worried, Xu Yan said calmly, "Let's practice like this first. If you really can't cross that gully and solve the problem of Jianwu being unable to practice with fellow practitioners, it will not be too late to choose one of them. My master once talked to me about this issue in private before I went down the mountain."

When Lao Qiao heard this, he nodded again, but no longer delved.

Soon, the two returned from the north of the city to the near teahouse, but before returning to the teahouse, Lao Qiao suddenly called Xu Yan beside him and said, "By the way, I am a cultivator. Please don't tell my son for now. For more than 20 years, he has always thought that I am just a farmer in the city and can only grow tea, so I don't want him to be affected by my affairs before going to Zhongzhou."

When Xu Yan heard this request, he frowned and said, "But it is not a solution to keep hiding it like this, right?"

Old Qiao smiled and replied, "That won't be the case. I guess it won't take long to tell him." Old Qiao paused and suddenly turned his head to look at Xu Yan, and said meaningfully: "It may be that day, it may be related to the Xu family."

Xu Yan was undoubtedly confused about the following sentence, but since the other party did not intend to explain it in detail, there was no need for him to dig deeper. However, after hesitating for a moment, he raised another question in his heart.

Xu Yan hesitated and asked: "I wonder if I can ask Uncle Qiao a private question?"

Old Qiao replied with a smile: "Young brother of the Xu family said frankly."

Seeing that he agreed, Xu Yan continued to ask: "I wonder what the relationship between Uncle Qiao and my master?"

Seeing that Lao Qiao fell into silence for a moment and looked a little unspeakable, Xu Yan added another sentence and said, "If Uncle Lao Qiao is really inconvenient to reveal it, just pretend that I have never asked."

After hearing this, Old Qiao shook his head. He took a deep breath before replying with a smile: "The Xu brother only knows that Old Qiao's surname is Liu, not Qiao."

...

The next morning.

The weather was indeed getting better as Lao Qiao said yesterday. Although there were still thick clouds floating and swimming in the sky, it was obviously no longer as rained as before.

Looking at Xu Yan, who had already said goodbye to Lao Qiao and his son from time to time, thought that it would not take long to wait until the weather completely cleared.

When Xu Yan and Gu Xueqing followed the main road in the town to the north exit of the city, they realized that even though it was still Chen Shi, many local people had gathered here and began to fill the deep pit that was blasted out by him last night.

Interestingly, when Xu Yan and Gu Xueqing passed through the wall hole, they also heard a bloated person cursing and complaining: "I don't know which stingy man who came down from the mountain actually fought in the wall hole, which made me call by the mayor early in the morning to wipe the butt for this stingy man."

After hearing this, his companion next to him couldn't help but laugh and replied: "Fatty Wang, just say a few less words. If you accidentally get your words by the person who left this palm print, look at the more than 200 kilograms of fat on your body, you must not cut them off like a kilogram of silk or cocoon."

When Fatty Wang heard this intimidation, he immediately glanced around carefully and found that only two very young-looking men and women passed by here. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Then he spoke in disdain again, but his voice was obviously twice as low as he replied to the companion: "The practitioner is amazing!"

“…”

After about twenty miles away from Songyang Town, Gu Xueqing, who was no longer wearing the Lotus Sect's disciples' costumes, asked Xu Yan: "Actually... that handprint was left by the junior brother, right?"
Chapter completed!