The Most Powerful Young Man

As soon as the cold wind blew, the body of the middle-aged disciple began to tremble.

The young disciple by his side finally recovered and was about to leave.

Just turning around, one hand already grabbed his clothes, and immediately after he felt his body lighten, he slammed on the ground in the next second.

"It's too late to run now."

That young disciple happened to be thrown under Nan Tianyuan's feet. Nan Tianyuan stepped on the opponent's chest without even thinking about it.

"I don't have any strength, but the tone is quite big." Nan Tianyuan sighed and said.

"Don't... don't kill me!" The young disciple's eyes looked at Nan Tianyuan with terror, as if it was not a person who was stepping on him, but a beast.

"Shut up!" Nan Tianyuan kicked the young disciple's belly.

The young disciple opened his mouth in pain, but made no sound, but sweat was dripping from his forehead.

"Brother Xiao, how do you deal with this person?" Nan Tianyuan raised his head and looked at Xiao Yao and asked.

Xiao Yao turned his face, glanced at Nan Tianyuan, frowned, and asked, "What do you think?"

Nan Tianyuan chuckled, feeling that he had asked nonsense, and he simply bent down and broke the young man's throat.

The action is as brisk as the water, without leaving the water in the slightest.

Seeing that his junior brother died just like that, the eyes of the middle-aged disciple became hollow.

He really didn't expect the other party to kill so decisively. He almost didn't say anything before starting to kill.

Holding the grass, can you still play happily? As for being so casual?

"Big brother, we have no grudges in the future, we don't have to be so cruel, right?" The middle-aged disciple's forehead was already covered with intensive sweat.

"Are we not innocent or enmity?" Xiao Yao snorted coldly and said, "If this is the case, why did you think of killing me before?"

"..." The middle-aged disciple was suddenly speechless.

"Well, how about you answer me a few questions and I will let you go?" Xiao Yao asked.

"Okay, okay!" The middle-aged disciple nodded quickly. Compared with losing his life, just answering a few questions seemed to be a lot more worthwhile.

"What is your name?" Xiao Yao asked.

"My name is Ding Liuzhi, and that's my junior, called Bai Mulin." The middle-aged disciple said quickly, "We are all disciples of Zijinmen. Zijinmen is located in China's Wolong Mountain. There are a thousand disciples..."

"Okay, I haven't asked this yet. Can you give me some face? What can you answer if I ask?" Xiao Yao said depressed.

Xiao Yao doesn’t know anything about Zijinmen. This is not a good thing. After all, he is now on the opposite side of Zijinmen. Although this is not voluntary, everything has already happened, even if he wants to retreat and give in. But there is no way to go back, after all, the other party's purpose is to want his life.

Either, catch it with one's hands.

Or, give it a go.

Xiao Yao is not the kind of person who voluntarily cranes his neck to be slaughtered by others. Since Zijinmen wants to put Xiao Yao to death, he will not let the other party live comfortably. As the saying goes, knowing the enemy and self is not dead, since he has already thought about it. Well, if you want to resist to the end, you must show a proud posture.

"Tell me first, what is the cultivation level of the strongest person in Zijinmen?" Xiao Yao said.

"That is our head, he is a cultivator in the realm of Linghe." The middle-aged disciple said.

"What's your name?" Xiao Yao asked.

"Baili is desolate," the middle-aged disciple said.

"This name sounds really domineering." Nan Tianyuan said with a smile as he walked over.

Xiao Yao took a deep breath. A name can make people feel endless aura. He is already a little curious about the person from the Purple Golden Gate, but he doesn't plan to face the opponent head-on right now, a cultivator in the realm of Linghe. Just moving a finger can put Xiao Yao to death.

Although he is not an inferiority man, he also knows himself.

"Apart from your master, what other masters are there?" Xiao Yao asked.

"There are also four great elders, the Eastern God of War, the Western God of War, the Southern God of War, and the Northern God of War. They are all cultivators in the realm of Lingxi." The middle-aged disciple can really be said to know everything.

Xiao Yao gave a wry smile.

Don't talk about that person in charge, even those elders, whoever comes, can put Xiao Yao to death.

It is really troublesome to get into such an opponent, and fortunately, there are still judges pressing on them, otherwise Xiao Yao would really be unable to resist.

"Brother Xiao, it seems that those people are really difficult to deal with." Nan Tianyuan whispered.

"Yeah." Xiao Yao nodded.

"By the way, what kind of cultivation is the Zijin Qijue you mentioned earlier?" Xiao Yao asked.

"Zijin Qijue, the eldest and the second, are all cultivators in the world-breaking realm, and there are five of them who are shaking the realm of heaven." When the middle-aged disciple said this, suddenly his pupils contracted, as if he understood something, his face was full With a look of shock, he asked, "Are you Xiao Yao?"

Before, Nan Tianyuan had always called Xiao Yao "Brother Xiao", but in fact the middle-aged disciple didn't think much about it, but now that Xiao Yao asked Zijin Qijue again, he understood thoroughly.

Xiao Yao squatted down, looked at the middle-aged disciple, and said with a smile: "It seems that you are not too stupid, don't you Zijinmen want to kill me? I'm right in front of you now. You can kill. me?"

"Xiao Yao, if you really kill me, our Zijinmen will not let you go." The middle-aged disciple's body began to tremble again.

Before, he was still thinking that as long as he confessed honestly, the other party would definitely let him go, but now, he suddenly felt that his previous thoughts were a bit too simple, but Zijinmen tried every means to kill Xiao Yao, so to speak, Zijin Between the door and Xiao Yao, the enmity is as deep as the sea.

"Oh? Really? You big brother, I killed, and that purple shirt senior brother, I also killed, do you think, kill one or two more now, do I still care?" Xiao Yao asked with a sneer.

"You... did you really kill them?" The middle-aged disciple couldn't believe it.

"When you are dead, you can ask them when you get down," Xiao Yao said, "I don't want to explain it to you."

"You can't kill me! You have promised me before and will never kill me!" the middle-aged disciple shouted.

"Yeah, I won't kill you, but it doesn't mean that others won't kill you either." Xiao Yao finished saying this and stepped aside.

A scream resounded through the clouds.

Nan Tianyuan threw the corpses of Ding Liuzhi and Bai Mulin down the mountain before walking in front of Xiao Yao.

"Brother Xiao, the invitation letter, I have found it." Nan Tianyuan handed Xiao Yao a small sign while speaking.

"That's it? It looks very simple!" Xiao Yao frowned as he finished saying this, and took a deep breath, "No, there is aura attached to this brand."

"Aura?" Nan Tianyuan was startled, he really didn't feel it.

Xiao Yao nodded and said with a smile: "I think this is probably the anti-counterfeiting label of the trading conference. It is no wonder that others are not easy to forge. Forget it, now that we have this thing, it will be much more convenient for us next."

"Well, Brother Xiao, let's continue walking." Nan Tianyuan said.

Xiao Yao nodded, and the two of them walked along the mountain road together.

At the top of the mountain, a building appeared in front of him.

There was no Xingyue Mountain before, but if you think about it, you can understand that there is an enchantment here. At this time, Xingyue Mountain and Xingyue Mountain outside the enchantment are simply two worlds, with different buildings appearing. There is nothing abnormal.

From the mountain road, Xiao Yao and Nan Tianyuan met many people, but everyone went their own way and did not say hello.

Originally, Xiao Yao and Nan Tianyuan thought they had come early enough to wait for the people, but they didn't expect that the top of the mountain was already overcrowded at this time, and many people were standing at the door, waiting for the start of the trade meeting.

On both sides of the gate, there were people in white robes standing with solemn expressions.

"Brother Xiao, these people are all guards of the trade meeting, and can be regarded as security guards outside." Nan Tianyuan said.

Xiao Yao nodded and said, "It seems that this place is really heavily guarded!"

He looked at it carefully before and found that there is almost no other way to enter except this gate. Although the wall is not very high, if you really want to go over the wall, you will be immediately after riding on the top of the wall. Was discovered.

There are a lot of stalkers nearby.

"That is, if it can really get in so easily, wouldn't this invitation letter appear to be a dummy?" Nan Tianyuan said with a smile.

Xiao Yao asked, "Isn't this yet to start? How come so many people have already come?"

"It used to be like this every year. It was said that early birds have worms. This sentence is similar to this. The sooner you participate in the trading market, the less you will miss the good things." Nan Tianyuan said, "There is Taobao psychology. Yes, it's not just us."

Xiao Yao still wanted to talk, but found three familiar figures.

It was the three of Hong Jianzong.

Xiao Yao immediately turned his face, and didn't want to be seen by the other party. The three must know that he and Nan Tianyuan were pretending to be disciples of the Zijinmen.

That beard gave Xiao Yao an unfathomable feeling. He didn't want to have a violent conflict with the other party unless it was a last resort, which would not do him any good.

"Brother Xiao, I have heard about Hong Jianzong. The strength is much stronger than that of Zijinmen." As soon as Xiao Yao turned his face, Nan Tianyuan knew what Xiao Yao was thinking, and said with a smile, "Furthermore, according to I know that Hong Jianzong and Zijinmen are not very good at dealing with each other."

Xiao Yao gave a wry smile. If people don't deal with it, it has nothing to do with me! He didn't think that Hong Jianzong's people would help him find the trouble of Zijinmen.

Possibly, for schools like Hong Jianzong and Zijinmen, Xiao Yao's existence is undoubtedly just an ant.

"Hey! Man, which school do you belong to?" A hand slapped Xiao Yao's shoulder, and the voice sounded behind him.

Xiao Yao ignored the other party.

Damn, are the people in the hidden world very idle? He was depressed thinking.