Bang!

Bai Yujing was kicked heavily by a red horse, and his body flew several feet away in the air before he fell to the ground. His remaining momentum was unstoppable, and he slid on the ground for more than a meter away before he stopped.

"This beast is so amazing!"

Bai Yujing couldn't help coughing blood on the ground, struggled to look up at the Chiliu Horse, with a look of horror on his face: "The power of this horse's attack is not inferior to that of the master of martial arts! What kind of a prehistoric alien species is it?"

However, he didn't know that the red horse was close to the water tower and got the moon first. He was often thrown into the bronze hall by Li Xiake to hide. However, by chance, he broke into the world in the mirror, got many adventures, and had already developed wisdom and became a horse demon-like existence.

When Bai Yujing's Liuyu Demon Flute was playing, even the Red Horse was talking. How could it not be angry? Now that Bai Yujing was shocked to him, how could he bear it? He just let down his slap and finally avenged the revenge of being confused by the sound of the flute.

"Yunshui Palace, hehe Yunshui Palace!"

Li Xiake put away his palms, walked forward with his hands behind his back, and looked at Bai Yujing with interesting taste: "Brother Bai, fighting is just fighting. Why do you do so many tricks? Do you think in this world, you only understand the rhythm? Are you the only one practicing the secret method of spiritual practice?"

He slowly walked towards Bai Yujing: "I see that you people always underestimate the skills of a certain family, and they will always become my props to warn others!"

As he spoke, the dragon-tooth spear suddenly appeared in his palm. The tip of the spear shook, and he stabbed Bai Yujing hard on the ground: "I thought you were so stylish and should be a master, but it turned out that it was just like that!"

Although Bai Yujing had no grudges with him before, since he had already met, he didn't have to consider showing mercy. People in the martial arts world are common in life and death, and sometimes there is no reason. Since they are enemies, they should kill them, and no one wants to leave any troubles.

Especially people like Li Xiake, who are cruel and ruthless, and never know how to compromise or make concessions. Since the people in Yunshui Palace want to kill him and get the merits, they must be awakened to be killed by him.

"We really underestimated you!"

Bai Yujing was penetrated by a spear and struggled a few times. He knew that he was no longer immune. He felt a great remorse in his heart: "He is such a cruel person, even Tianyun Mountain dares to pick him up. He offended so many people along the way, but he can still survive until now. This shows his methods. My Yunshui Palace is so good, why bother provoking such a evil star?"

Li Xiake ignored the pleading in Bai Yujing's eyes and then pulled it out after a shot, bringing out a lot of blood: "Brother Bai, go all the way! I'll go to your Yunshui Palace and let more people accompany you on the way!"

He put away his spear and walked forward on the horse, and didn't even look at Bai Yujing who was struggling on the ground behind him: "Li has been walking along the way, with endless troubles, endless wine in the glass, and endless enemy heads! Bai Yujing, you are not the first martial arts master in my hands, nor will you be the last one."

The red horse neighed and was about to leave when he heard a clear voice from a man from afar: "Everyone Yunshui Palace, please don't make any big moves, so as not to get hurt with me!"

The man's initial voice seemed to be several miles away, but after a moment, he had reached dozens of feet away. After a few more breaths, he saw a white crane flying from the air and approaching Li Xiake quickly.

The white crane is extremely large, with its wings spreading for more than one meter, and its whole body is snow-white. It has only a red top of its head, a thin neck, a long neck, and a tight neck, and a strong wind blows between its wings.

Above this white crane, there was a man wearing a green dress, long and floating, with sword eyebrows, phoenix eyes, jade face and thin lips. He was like a boy sitting down to spend money, unspeakable handsomeness and elegance.

When Baihe was a meter high distance from the ground, the young man took a step slowly and climbed into the void, as if he was stepping on an invisible ladder, he walked to the ground step by step and landed in front of Li Xia's airhorse.

"Nephew Sun Boda, please see Uncle Thirteen!"

After the young man landed, he bowed to Li Xiake and said, "Since Uncle Thirteen got down to Qingcheng Mountain, the teacher has been worried about it day and night. Recently, I have heard about Uncle Thirteen in the world. Several uncles and uncles on the mountain were quite worried. He ordered his nephew and a group of brothers to go down the mountain to help Uncle Thirteen to prevent Uncle Thirteen from being surrounded by enemies and making enemies all the way."

He said this, his eyes glanced around and had already seen the situation at the scene. His face changed color and said, "Uncle Thirteen, have you... you killed someone again? This old senior Bai Yujing was also killed by you?"

Li Xiake looked puzzled: "Boy, who are you?"

Sun Boda hurriedly said, "Uncle Thirteen, my nephew is the disciple of Chang Shuyuan, the seventh master of Qingcheng Mountain. But you only stayed on Qingcheng Mountain for less than a day before leaving. My nephew had no chance to pay a visit. Today I will see Uncle Thirteen's peerless style!"

Li Xiake was stunned: "Brother Chang's apprentice? Are you Brother Chang's apprentice? What a good guy, I see that your cultivation level at this time is no less than Brother Chang's. Brother Chang's good apprentice accepted!"

While Sun Boda was talking from afar, Li Xiake had already sensed his breath, and felt that this person's breath was endless. He was actually a rare young talent, no worse than Gan Longchi of the Tianhe Sword Sect, and had a unique style.

Hearing Li Xiake's praise, Sun Boda bowed and said, "It's great for Uncle Master to learn that my teacher had been seriously injured before, so his skills have regressed. In recent days, he has been slowly recovering. According to Master Third Master, as long as the teacher can restore his cultivation, he will definitely become a master of martial arts."

He said this, took out a gold medal from his arms, held it in his hands, and respectfully presented it to Li Xiake: "Since the last time Uncle Thirteen left, several masters felt that it was inappropriate, especially the master of the head, who had some minor problems in his practice, which was not the original intention of everyone. Hearing that Uncle Thirteen stepped onto the world and tried the sword, the momentum of our Qingcheng Mountain was greatly increased, and the masters were all relieved and worried. Therefore, he ordered his disciples to walk down the mountain to help Uncle Thirteen to avoid unnecessary struggles."

He handed the gold medal in his hand to Li Xiake and said, "This is a natal gold medal specially created by several masters. Everyone has one in the twelve leaders in the city. Now you have another one with your thirteen uncle, so you specially cast one for you. I told my nephew to hand over this gold medal to you after seeing Uncle Thirteen, saying that you are the youngest in Qingcheng Mountain. It is too unreasonable to have no identity gold medal. You must hold this gold medal."

"My teacher also asked my nephew to tell my uncle that the old lady lives on Qingcheng Mountain now, and she has maids and servants serving her every day. Not only is it a luxury, but she can also be said to have enjoyed a happy life. The teacher gave her some elixirs to cut off hair and wash marrow. Now the old lady has a very good body. But she is always deserted on the mountain alone, and she is nagging the name of Uncle Thirteen every day. She misses you very much. I hope you will return to Qingcheng Mountain as soon as possible and have a good reunion of mother and son."

Li Xiake was silent for a moment and reached out to take the gold medal. He saw that the gold medal was extremely unique. It turned out to be the shape of a big city, which was the Han Iron Ancient City on Qingcheng Mountain. The bricks in the city walls were clearly displayed and detailed.

There is a character "Thirteen" on the back, which is exactly what Li Xiake is on Qingcheng Mountain.

When Sun Boda saw Li Xiake receiving the gold medal, he said happily: "The teacher said, Uncle Thirteen is strong and unyielding, and you cannot bear the most anger, but you can also cause trouble. Therefore, he specifically instructed us to post a greeting for all major sects, telling Uncle Thirteen's identity and not to cause trouble again."

When he said this, he glanced at Bai Yujing, who had not yet died, and looked bitter: "I was hurrying up, but I was still one step late. This Yunshui Palace is a branch of the Demon Sect. Mr. Bai Yujing has profound skills and is an amazing master of martial arts. He is very skilled and has a good way of speaking. I was originally worried that you would suffer a loss in front of him, but he was killed by you!"

His words were filled with shock and disbelief, and he seemed unable to accept the scene in front of him.

Now, everyone knows that the twelve brothers in the Twelve Liancheng have become a mercenary, live and die together, and have a different body and a heart. It is an iron friendship, and the twelve people are in charge of Qingcheng Mountain! As a result, a Li Xiake was followed up recently and became the Thirteenth Old.

The disciples in Qingcheng Mountain were shorter for a lifetime and had an additional uncle for no reason. They felt extremely uncomfortable, especially the young heroes with high cultivation, who were even more dissatisfied. Although they went down the mountain together, although they were ordered to assist Li Xiake, some people would have thoughts that "it must be embarrassing Li Xiake."

As a very famous young master in Qingcheng Mountain, Sun Boda would also have this idea.

Who is Wuluo? He feels a little resistant to being his uncle when an unknown young man becomes his uncle. The better the young man, the more he is.

But today, when he saw that even Bai Yu was beaten to death by Li Xiake, Sun Boda's arrogance suddenly disappeared and he thought to himself: "A few days later, is he so powerful?"
Chapter completed!