Just a few ups and downs, it had already reached a cliff hundreds of feet high. On a small platform that could accommodate only two people, an old man with white hair and rosy face and white face sitting cross-legged.

In the cold wind, he breathed in the moon, and in front of his knees, a sword with no sheath and no handle and no length of only two feet.

Following his Tuna, the sword also shone with a faint light, breathing like life, trembling rhythmically, which is equivalent to the old man's breathing.

call!

The middle-aged man stood up against the cliff and waited with his hands down.

"call!"

Not long after, the old man had already spit out a mouthful of burning white air. The air was condensed like a sword, and it could not disperse in the air flow at high altitude, shooting more than three meters away, and it would not disperse for a long time.

"Congratulations to Master, for casting hundreds of classics, refining the flying sword, and becoming a master."

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged people were envious and a little sad. They have paid too much for today.

Fortunately, we will eventually get rewards.

His master's achievements have already arrived, but unfortunately he has lost the most exquisite "Hundred Steps Flying Sword" in the sect, but he has been unable to take this step for a long time, and now it is just a natural result.

"What is there to surprise me if you have only taken one step in the journey of thousands of miles?"

The old man slowly opened his eyes, his eyes burning, like a divine peak unsheathed. Soon, he restrained his sharpness and turned into a sigh:

"It is clearly something passed down from our family, but it has to be a dog before I get it back. I am ashamed of my ancestors of the Qixuan Sect and many of the disciples who died..."

Kuang Minghua's expression was a little dim.

He paid too much for this 100-step flying sword, and Qixuanmen also paid too much.

"With Master's practice now, I'll see Qin Jinfeng again, and I can kill him with one sword. Unfortunately, this person's whereabouts are unknown, and he seems to have died in the explosion of Yuanming Valley.

And that Qi Gang, the junior brother Tianqing, was trapped in this person…”

Middle-aged people show hatred.

After hearing this, Kuang Minghua's expression faded slightly and he quickly calmed down:

"Yuchi, you came in a hurry, but was the prince's letter?"

"good."

Yuchi Xing nodded, handed over the letter, hesitated for a moment, and whispered:

"Master, the flying sword of a hundred steps has entered our hands, but why should we do it for him? We can escape far away, why should we..."

"You think that prince is so weak and easy to bully? Not to mention the power of the Longyuan Prince's Mansion, just the one behind him..."

Kuang Minghua shook his head, unfolded the letter, glanced over, and his eyes immediately condensed:

"The people from the Six Gates chased...Yang Yu?!"

What?

After hearing this name, Yuchi Xing's gaze suddenly became sharp:

"That dog thief also came to Changliu Mountain?!"

boom!

Before Minghua could speak, he heard a thunderous explosion in the distance. Looking at him, he saw a figure following a big amazing wolfdog chasing him.

It seems to be rushing to the valley where they are!

"There is a fire? The thief is hiding in that valley?"

Seeing the fire from afar, Ling Gang's speed did not increase or decrease. However, before he could stop, he felt a chill in his heart. He suddenly shot his gun and saw a cold light coming from the sky and the earth.
Chapter completed!