Fantasy: I, The Salted Fish Will Become Stronger

Under the night.

Long Xingyi and Zixuan Yujian flew, and they had already escaped from the boundary of Laoshan Mountain.

But the two did not dare to relax in the slightest.

They know the capabilities of the Long family better than anyone else.

Not to mention being in the Supreme Sword Sect, even if he escaped from the Supreme Sword Sect.

The Long family also has tens of thousands of means to bring the two of them back.

Zixuan turned to look at Long Xingyi at the side and asked, "Junior Brother Long, where are we going?"

"Go to Shu Mountain, Silver Sword Peak."

Long Xingyi knew the entire Supreme Sword Sect, and only the Pavilion Master could save them.

I just don't know if the pavilion master will take action to save himself, a disciple who has not yet joined his sect.

At the same time, dozens of figures flew out of Laoshan.

The leader was Long Xingjie, and standing beside him was Han Mo, the true disciple of Laoshan Mountain.

"They flew in the direction of Shushan."

Han Mo's divine sense quickly reached the two flying with Yujian.

"Shushan?"

Long Xingjie was a little puzzled, why did this guy fly towards Shushan.

But no matter if they fled to Cape Tianya, he would capture the two of them today.

"Chase!"

As soon as the voice fell, the speed of the crowd accelerated a little.

At the same time, Long Xingyi and the two also felt a huge aura coming from behind them.

"Senior sister, let's go!"

After Long Xingyi yelled at the beautiful woman beside him, the two of them flew down towards Yinjian Peak together.

Seeing this scene, Han Mo immediately reached out and grabbed the two of them.

He just grabbed it casually, and a huge Dharma image appeared in the sky, attacking the two of them.

That giant hand seemed to be able to cover the entire Silver Sword Peak, making it impossible for people to escape.

Long Xingyi and Zixuan, who had just landed, watched the giant hand fall, and their eyes couldn't help showing a look of despair.

The deep sense of powerlessness made it impossible for Long Xingyi to ask for help.

At this moment, a sword cry pierced the sky.

Clang!

A Sword Ray flew out from the middle of the mountain, and slashed towards the giant hand.

boom!

Accompanied by a loud bang, the giant hand instantly vanished into ashes.

"saved."

Long Xingyi heaved a sigh of relief, and stretched out his hand to help Senior Sister Zixuan who was sitting slumped aside.

Zixuan still had an expression of lingering fear on her face, and her little hand subconsciously grabbed Long Xingyi's arm tightly.

No matter what happens now, she will never let go of the people around her.

"Who?"

Han Mo's attack was suddenly blocked by someone, and he couldn't hold back. Even though this mountain belonged to a direct disciple, he subconsciously questioned.

"The chief steward of Silver Sword Peak, Ye Xiu."

A calm, indifferent voice came from the darkness.

Everyone, including Long Xingyi, turned their gazes to the place where the sound came from.

I saw a young man wearing Inner Sect clothing and exuding a dry Qi Refining breath coming out of the darkness.

He didn't have that kind of domineering power, nor did he have a superior posture.

But the moment Ye Xiu stops there, it gives people a sense of peace of mind.

He came out together with a group of Outer Sect disciples and the servants on Silver Sword Peak.

Long Xingjie and his group saw that Yin Jianfeng was just an inner disciple with a group of cats and dogs and blocked their way.

This made the people who were usually high above the top feel extremely unhappy.

Before Han Mo could speak, Long Xingjie stood up, looking down at Ye Xiu and his group at the foot of the mountain with a condescending attitude.

"My son is the grandson of the great Elder of Laoshan. Daoyin Jianfeng came here only to catch the two traitors of the Long family. Please retreat quickly!"

When Zixuan and Long Xingyi heard these words, their hearts trembled slightly.

The status of the Long family in the Supreme Sword Sect is not low.

Can Yin Jianfeng, an inner disciple, really stop them?

The two subconsciously turned their attention to Ye Xiu, the chief executive.

To the surprise of everyone present, Ye Xiu remained unchanged, staring straight ahead indifferently.

Even the group of Outer Sect disciples and handymen behind him were not intimidated by the Long family.

Such a picture made Long Xingyi secretly sigh in his heart: Master, you really are not ordinary people, even the people under your hands are not afraid of the power of the Long family.

Ye Xiu said lightly: "What does the matter of the Long family have to do with me, Silver Sword Peak?"

As soon as these words came out, Long Xingjie and the others showed a sneer of disdain.

Seeing that Ye Xiu and his group still had a bit of contempt on their faces.

But soon Ye Xiu continued: "I only know that this is Silver Sword Peak. Without the orders of the Sect Leader and Seven Elders, no one is allowed to act wild here, otherwise it will be a provocation to my Silver Sword Peak!"

His voice is not loud, but every word is sonorous and powerful.

The faces of everyone in Yinjian Peak standing behind him showed a look of pride.

They Silver Sword Peak don't like to provoke people, but they are not afraid of anyone's provocation.

Over the past three years, their Cultivation Base has improved by leaps and bounds.

If they didn't want to stay in Yinjian Peak and continue to practice, many people could become inner disciples.

Now that someone is provoking, they can also try how sharp the sword in their hands is.

The faces of Long Xingjie and the others were completely gloomy. They never expected that the Long family would suffer in a small Silver Sword Peak.

He quietly sent a message to Long Baye.

The most surprised people in the audience were Long Xingyi and Zixuan. Their mood was like riding a roller coaster, and now they could finally calm down.

Han Mo frowned, he is the most powerful person here, and in order to hug the thigh of the Long family, he made friends with Long Xingjie, Long Baye and others.

If he was bluffed by a mere inner disciple, then his status in Laoshan would be reduced a lot.

He took a step forward: "Ye Xiu, right, today I'm going to see how strong you are in stopping me!"

After saying that, the aura of transforming gods on his body emanated out, and he held a semi-sacred sword in his hand.

Seeing Han Mo's attack, everyone in the Long family shouted together: "Senior Brother Han is mighty."

Ye Xiu was not afraid of Han Mo at all, and walked half step forward, looking directly into Han Mo's eyes.

"I also ask my brother to enlighten me."

His tone was neither humble nor overbearing, but with an unparalleled confidence.

But in Han Mo's view, this is a kind of provocation.

"good very good!"

Han Mo's cold expression sank, and the long sword in his hand was unsheathed immediately, and a ruthless Sword Qi fell from the sky like a thunderbolt!

Shine the entire Silver Sword Peak.

"Be careful!"

Feeling this terrifying sword, Long Xingyi subconsciously reminded Ye Xiu.

Instead of retreating, Ye Xiu advanced, facing the sword with a wave.

Clang!

A sword sound sounded.

There was a huge roar in the sky.

boom! ! !

The two Sword Qi collided in mid-air and made a loud noise.

After a sword.

Ye Xiu stood where he was unscathed, quietly looking at Han Mo in the sky, as if nothing had happened.

"Senior brother Han, do you still want to continue to teach the younger brother?"

His voice is not loud, but every word and every sentence can be heard clearly by everyone present.

Han Mo's originally gloomy face turned blue and purple, which was really ugly.

Everyone in the Long family also set their sights on Han Mo...