Chatper 832 (2/2)

There were four of them, one was a big bearded man with a strong back, and the other was a middle-aged Taoist in tattered clothes.

The other two, one is a rickety white-haired old man, and the other is a red-clothed woman with a hot body.

"Little bastard, what are you doing here again, tormenting us for so many years, isn't that enough?"

The four of them were all awake, and when the purgatory boy arrived, the bearded man with a stubborn back and a beard immediately roared.

Unlike the big man with the beard, the other three did not speak.

At this moment, the eyes of the three people all focused on Yang Xuan next to the purgatory boy, and their expressions suddenly changed.

As a purgatory boy, I will never bring someone in for no reason.

After doing so, there is only one possibility, that is, the purgatory sword has a new owner.

Thinking of this, the hot red woman fluttered her long hair, revealing a beautiful face, and smiled at Yang Xuanyin: "This little brother is so handsome, if my sister guessed right, you It should be the new owner of the Purgatory Sword, right?"

"Sister has a good eye, yes, the purgatory sword is now mine."

Yang Xuan nodded with a smile, no matter how ruthless the other party was in the past, he didn't care, there was a way to convince him.

"The purgatory sword is a half-step artifact of good fortune. Since you little baby can get the approval of this sword and sword spirit, it must have extraordinary ability."

The rickety white-haired old man grinned gloomily.

Yang Xuan's expression did not change, he just looked at the other party like this, and said lightly: "I don't have any other skills, but my strength is not bad, can the old man dare to try?"

Hearing that, the middle-aged Taoist who had never spoken and was in tatters laughed and said, "Haha, it's interesting, it's really interesting, old man, why don't you play with him."

"Yeah, Lao Zhang just play with him, teach him how to be a man, giggle..."

At the end of the sentence, the woman in red smiled and looked like she was watching a good show.

They have been imprisoned for too long, and it is rare for the new owner of the purgatory sword to come in today, and they also want to borrow the hands of old man Zhang to explore the depths of Yang Xuan, and also find some fun to relieve their boredom.

"Humph!"

The old man snorted coldly, he didn't want to be a standout, so he simply didn't take care of Yang Xuan.

"This old man's name is Zhang Tianfang. Don't look at his yin and yang words, but he is actually as timid as a mouse."

The purgatory boy told Yang Xuan, but he did not lower his voice at all, and Zhang Tianfang listened, and a flash of resentment flashed in his eyes.

But he hated him, but he had nothing to do with the purgatory boy, and he did not dare to retaliate.

Yang Xuan looked away from Zhang Tianfang and turned to the man with the beard, "How about you, do you dare to fight me?"

"Fight is war. If you can defeat me, I, Long Yi, will make a contract with you, and I will never betray you in this life."

The big bearded man who calls himself Long Yi has an authentic voice.

"It's a word."

Yang Xuan smiled and said to the purgatory boy beside him, "Open the prison door and let him out."

"no problem."

The purgatory boy waved his hand, only to hear a crisp sound, and the door of the prison where Long Yi was imprisoned was opened.

"Boy, you are very good, but if I don't make a move, I will see blood as soon as I make a move. Don't blame me if you die."

Long walked out of the prison in one big step, staring at Yang Xuan with cold eyes.

"If you want to kill me, I'm afraid you don't have that ability."

Yang Xuan took a step forward and competed with Long Yi.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Tianfang, the woman in red, and the middle-aged Taoist all flashed a look of surprise in their eyes. It seems that they did not expect Yang Xuan to be so arrogant when he was young. in the eyes.

To become the new master of the Purgatory Sword, Yang Xuan's strength must not be weak, but Long Yi is not an ordinary human, but a strong dragon, whose strength far exceeds his cultivation.

Yang Xuan underestimated him so much, and he would definitely pay the price.