I Can Extract Attributes

The turbulent river, like an angry roaring lion, slapped the rocks on the bank frantically, roaring furiously.

"Hurrah!"

Suddenly, in the river, the water exploded, and a embarrassed figure climbed out of the river.

The boy looked seventeen or eighteen years old. He was dressed in black. There was a huge wound on his chest. The wound was deep and bone was visible, and the injury was really serious.

The boy's pale face was filled with excitement.

This person is not someone else, it is Tang Yongye who was chased and killed by Old Monster Jiu.

"call!"

Taking a deep breath, Tang Yongye collapsed to the ground.

"Half-step Martial King is really terrifying, the young master's life was almost explained."

Tang Yongye secretly slandered in his heart.

When he jumped into the rapids, Old Monster Jiu chased after him and jumped in together.

The wound on his chest was caused by Old Monster Jiu in the torrent.

If it weren't for his immortal golden body reaching the second level, the body of the bronze statue, he would have been directly chopped in half by Old Monster Jiu.

"Let's get out of here quickly."

Tang Yongye eased a little, then dragged his severely injured body and stumbled away from here.

Just after Tang Yongye left a stick of incense, with a bang, the torrent exploded, and a embarrassed figure jumped up from the torrent and landed on the place where Tang Yongye was lying before.

The old monster Jiu, who had only one eye left, shot out endless cold light in his eyes.

"Little beast, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, you will never escape the palm of this old man's hand."

Swish!

With a jump, Old Monster Jiu chased in the direction Tang Yongye left.

...

In the mountain forest, a young gentleman with pale cheeks and seemingly weak, followed by a few martial artists.

These martial arts cultivators were without exception, and they all carried a sword, which was a sword cultivator.

On the contrary, the man with a very white face looked like he had no power to tie a chicken with his hands, and he didn't have the sharp temperament of a swordsman.

The little white face seemed out of tune with a few loose cultivators.

In fact, Xiao Bailian and these sword cultivators are indeed not the same.

"I said Lingmei, all the sword cultivators gathered in Burial Jianping, the competition is fierce, and the danger is extremely dangerous. We bring such a small white face, it will only drag us down."

The leader of the team, Fujisawa, was a man at the peak of the first-level martial arts, with an unhappy expression on his face.

There was even a trace of jealousy in his eyes.

Of course, the one who is jealous is the appearance of the little white face, which is simply beautiful and not like a man.

Lingmei in Fujisawa's mouth, named Zhang Xiaoling, is a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old, with the seventh level of martial arts.

Zhang Xiaoling's appearance is also good, of course she is not the most beautiful kind, wearing a green dress, it is quite a bit out of the world.

Along the way, Zhang Xiaoling took good care of Xiaobailian, which also attracted the attention of Fujisawa, who had always been in love with Zhang Xiaoling.

Originally, Fujisawa was extremely opposed to Xiaobailian being with them, and now he hates Xiaobailian even more.

If he hadn't taken care of Zhang Xiaoling, he would have killed her with one sword.

"Fujisawa, if it wasn't for Young Master Wuye to save us just now, we would already be dead. Now do you want to retaliate and leave Young Master Wuye behind?"

Zhang Xiaoling snorted coldly.

The two sword cultivators on the side nodded in agreement.

"Yes, Young Master Wuye is still weak. If we ignore him, he will definitely be poisoned by other sword cultivators."

"We must not be ungrateful."

Seeing that the two companions were so partial to the little white face, Fujisawa's face became even more gloomy.

Looking at Xiaobai's face, his eyes narrowed slightly, and an imperceptible murderous intent flashed.

Speaking of Xiaobailian saving them, it's really annoying.

In the forest, they met Zhang Shaopeng of the Five Poison Sect.

Zhang Shaopeng was attacked with poison,

Unpredictable, a few of them accidentally followed Zhang Shaopeng's words.

Although several people escaped, they were also poisoned and their lives were in danger.

It was at this time that this little white face appeared and fed them a detoxification pill, and their poison was detoxified.

In this way, Xiaobailian joined their team.

Xiaobai stood silently beside Zhang Xiaoling, his eyes twinkling.

This little white face is not someone else, it is Tang Yongye.

In order to prevent Old Monster Jiu from chasing, Tang Yongye put on "Thousands of People and Thousands of Faces".

I have to say, this mask is really amazing, even himself, it is difficult to detect any flaws.

Originally, he had no intention of going with these people, but after hearing from them that their destination was Jianping Burial, he changed his mind.

And he is the incarnation of 'No Night'.

The news of the burial of Jianping was heard from Kong Lao.

Buried Sword Ping is a holy place that swordsmen all yearn for, especially the wordless sword monument standing in Jian Burying Ping, which contains the supreme sword art.

Once in the wordless sword monument, my father realized three tricks.

"Sword One", "Sword Two", "Sword Three".

Even if you can't comprehend this inscrutable ancient sword art, the wordless sword tablet also contains the supreme sword intent.

Countless sword repairers benefited a lot from the wordless sword monument and broke through the bottleneck.

And Tang Yongye learned from Zhang Xiaoling that the wordless sword monument space will be opened recently, so Jianping Burial is much more lively than usual.

Even the top swordsman geniuses of the big family forces will come to Burial Sword Ping, wanting to compete for the supreme opportunity in the wordless sword monument.

The corners of Fujisawa's mouth curled into a stern arc, and rumors said: "Little white face, don't think that Zhang Xiaoling and the others are protecting you, so I won't dare to do anything to you. I advise you not to die, it's better to get out of here as soon as possible."

Tang Yongye's eyes met Fujisawa's, then he smiled coldly and ignored it.

Well, just ignore it.

"This little white face really pissed me off."

Seeing Tang Yongye's performance, Fujisawa's cheeks flushed with anger, and he could not wait to slap him to death.

Just too arrogant.

"Little white face, do you really think that with Zhang Xiaoling and a few people protecting you, I can't do anything about you?"

The corners of Fujisawa's mouth evoked a sinister arc.

"If you're smart, you'd better leave me alone."

How Tang Yongye didn't know what Fujisawa was thinking, but he didn't think so.

This kind of jumping clown, he doesn't pay attention to it at all.

"Let's take a break here, we've come a long way, and Young Master Wuye's body can't take it anymore."

Zhang Xiaoling pointed to the stream in front of her and said.

Fujisawa sneered: "Lingmei, there are at least dozens of kilometers away from Burial Sword Ping. If we go on like this, we may not be able to arrive when the wordless sword monument space opens."

Zhang Xiaoling was displeased and knew that Fujisawa was deliberately targeting Wuye, but what Fujisawa said was correct.

The wordless sword monument space contains supreme opportunities, which are opened every ten years.

If you miss it, you will regret it for life.

"Well, you all go first, I can accompany Young Master Wuye." Zhang Xiaoling said. .

"We're staying too."

Zhang Dazhuang and the two spoke out one after another.