You think I have pure spiritual roots, why are you crying when I am invincible?

Yang Xuhao looked at Xiao Yun and gritted his teeth and said, "Xiao Yun, I didn't expect you to dare to appear in front of me."

"How dare you come to my Aoki Peak! You are so brave!"

Xiao Yun looked at Yang Xuhao as if he were an idiot.

"You think I'm here to find you?"

"If you were the only one on Aoki Peak, I wouldn't come no matter what."

Xiao Yun knew that Yang Xuhao was the son of Yang Tianhua, the leader of Qingmu Peak.

He speaks the truth at Aoki Peak, and all the Aoki Peak disciples follow his lead.

So Xiao Yun directly told Yang Xuhao his intention.

"The Spirit Sword Sect was invaded by foreign enemies. Uncle Qin, the leader of Lieyang Peak, asked Senior Brother Zhong to lead the Spirit Sword Sect disciples to hide in a safe place temporarily."

"Everyone is hiding in Xiaozhu Peak for now. I came here to inform the disciples of Qingmu Peak."

Yang Xuhao smiled coldly, his eyes full of disdain: "Only trash will hide!"

"Foreign enemy invasion?"

"If they dare to come to Qingmu Peak to cause trouble, I, Yang Xuhao, will kill as many as they come!"

Xiao Yun was too lazy to talk nonsense with Yang Xuhao. If it weren't for the overall situation, Xiao Yun would not come to Cyanwood Peak.

Seeing Yang Xuhao uttering arrogant words, Xiao Yun did not argue with him.

"I have brought you the words. If you persist in going your own way and kill the disciples of Cyanwood Peak, don't blame me for not notifying you in advance."

After Xiao Yun finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Time was urgent, and he had no time to waste time with Yang Xuhao.

He has to rush to Divine Sword Peak to inform the Divine Sword Peak disciples.

After everything is done, you have to go back to Longshou Peak to find the white-bearded martial arts uncle from the Sutra Pavilion.

Just as Xiao Yungang turned around and took a step.

Yang Xuhao suddenly shouted loudly: "Stop, who told you to leave?"

"Aoki Peak is a place where you can come and leave whenever you want?"

Xiao Yun paused, slowly turned back to look at Yang Xuhao and said coldly: "What do you mean?"

Yang Xuhao's eyes were cold as he looked Xiao Yun up and down and said, "Xiao Yun, you're lucky that I didn't catch you when we were fighting at Qifeng."

"You delivered it to my door today. Do you think you can slip away from me easily?"

Since Xiao Yun joined the Lingjian Sect, he has embarrassed Yang Xuhao time and time again.

The last time was at Qu Ting's private kitchen in Shuiyue Peak.

Yang Xuhao suffered a direct loss at the hands of Xiao Yun.

Yang Xuhao originally wanted to teach Xiao Yun a lesson at the Qifeng Martial Arts Competition.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yun gave up before meeting him.

This made Yang Xuhao very depressed.

Fortunately, God has eyes, and he met Wen Qing from Xiaozhufeng in the semi-finals.

I thought that with my cultivation and magic weapon, I could defeat Wen Qing.

But in the end, he tried his best and was defeated by Wen Qing in the end.

The opportunity to go to the True Dragon Fantasy Land was immediately wiped out!

This makes Yang Xuhao extremely depressed!

From then on, he began to practice hard and ate various pills to increase his cultivation.

Perhaps his efforts moved God, and Yang Xuhao's cultivation level made a breakthrough during this period of time.

Yang Xuhao has reached the eighth level of the Golden Core Realm.

This breakthrough made Yang Xuhao's tail rise to the sky.

He felt that no one among the young disciples in the entire Spirit Sword Sect could be his opponent.

Not even Jiang Feng, the disciple of the master of Longshou Peak!

He believed that if he met Wen Qing again, he would trample on Wen Qing within ten moves!

The extremely swollen Yang Xuhao didn't put anyone in his eyes now.

He originally thought that when Wen Qing and Xiao Yun came back from the Real Dragon Fantasy Land, he would find an opportunity to deal with Xiao Yun and Wen Qing, a pair of losers.

To avenge myself for being humiliated before!

Did not expect the opportunity to come so soon!

He didn't go to Xiao Yun, but Xiao Yun, a fool, actually came to his door!

How could Yang Xuhao miss such a hard-won opportunity.

Yang Xuhao couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and sneered: "Xiao Yun, you can leave if you want."

"Kneel down and kowtow three times obediently. I'll look happy and maybe I'll consider letting you go."

After hearing this, Xiao Yun turned around and faced Yang Xuhao with a stern face: "Do you really want to do this?"

Yang Xuhao suddenly shouted: "If you want to live, kneel down!"

Although Xiao Yun despised Yang Xuhao as a person.

But now the Spirit Sword Sect is in a special period of invasion by foreign enemies.

Because time was urgent, Xiao Yun did not want to argue too much with Yang Xuhao.

But Yang Xuhao was like a toad swallowing a fishhook, so he didn't want to pay attention to him and pushed himself up.

Xiao Yun said helplessly: "Okay!"

A bright smile immediately appeared on Yang Xuhao's face. The previous humiliation was finally back today!

But just as the idea flashed through his mind, he heard Xiao Yun say.

"Complete you!"

Yang Xuhao was a little puzzled.

Fulfill me? What's the meaning?

You kid has to kneel down for me and you still have such a tough mouth?

The next second, Yang Xuhao knew what Xiao Yun meant.

He felt a terrifying spiritual pressure coming from all directions, tightly controlling him.

Yang Xuhao was shocked!

Xiao Yun, a miscellaneous spiritual root, dares to sneak attack on me!

Shameless!

He immediately activated the golden elixir in his body!

The cultivation of the eighth level of the Golden Core Realm burst out in full force to fight against the spiritual pressure around him.

But his power was like a worm shaking a tree, and it had no effect at all on the powerful spiritual pressure around him.

He looked at Xiao Yun with surprise.

I was very puzzled, what happened?

What kind of shady magic weapon did Xiao Yun, a miscellaneous spirit, use to control himself?

Before he could think clearly, his knees suddenly sank.

Yang Xuhao fell to his knees with a "boom".

Because he knelt too hard, his knees made two shallow holes in the ground.

Yang Xuhao was sweating profusely, trying his best to resist the terrifying spiritual pressure around him.

But it was no use, he felt his head being controlled by a strong force and smashed hard towards the ground.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Yang Xuhao forcefully kowtowed to Xiao Yun three times.

The force was so strong that it broke the green bricks on the ground.

Yang Xuhao's eyes widened and he couldn't believe what happened, and the shock in his heart was beyond words.

He put his hands on the ground and resisted desperately, but it was of no use.

What kind of magic weapon did Xiao Yun, the thief, use to control himself easily?

How could such a treasure fall into Xiao Yun's hands?

Could it be that he got it in the Real Dragon Fantasy Realm?

Yang Xuhao was still thinking wildly, and Xiao Yun said at this time: "I've kowtowed, now I can leave!"

After speaking, Xiao Yun ignored Yang Xuhao's answer or not.

He turned around and flew the dragon-slaying sword in the direction of Divine Sword Peak.

When Xiao Yun walked far away, Yang Xuhao's Zhenhai Prison Divine Power gradually dissipated.

Yang Xuhao knelt on the ground for a long time without getting up.

His back molars were almost broken by his own bite!

What a shame, what a shame!

This Xiao Yun is going too far!

"Xiao Yun! Just wait for me!!! Ah!!!!"

Yang Xuhao roared to the sky, and the spiritual power in his body went crazy!

There was a "boom, boom" explosion on the Aoki Peak...