Chatper 572 (1/2)

"Haha, kill with one knife!"

"It's too stupid to stand still and take a knife!"

Many Heifengzhai warriors applauded and cheered.

This daring boy finally died, although he still felt that he was not enough to relieve his hatred, but after all, he avenged Li Bao, and they felt a little bit of malice in their hearts.

"Did he just die like this!?"

The Yunlan Valley warriors were collectively petrified.

Since Yang Xuan can kill Li Bao, his strength should not be so weak, which is really incredible.

In the noise, only Ye Feiyang and Jia Haiyun were silent in the audience.

The two had strong perception and excellent eyesight. They knew that at the moment when the sword energy was about to hit Yang Xuan, Yang Xuan's figure disappeared strangely.

Yes, gone, evaporated out of thin air.

Of course, this was the delusion that Yang Xuan was too fast to create for the two of them.

As for the others, their eyesight was too poor, and their eyes were obscured by the dust mist, they immediately thought that Yang Xuan had died under the aura of the sword.

"Be quiet, that kid isn't dead yet."

This sentence came out of Jia Haiyun's mouth.

"What, not dead yet!?"

A group of Heifengzhai warriors were stupid.

They didn't think that Jia Haiyun was talking nonsense, and everyone quickly released their perceptions and searched for Yang Xuan's traces.

However, what is shocking is that their perceptions are unable to detect any clues and life fluctuations.

"Brother Feiyang, is he really not dead?"

A Yunlan Valley martial artist asked in a low voice.

"Well, he is in that smoke, but I can't detect his specific location."

"What, even Brother Feiyang can't find out where he is!"

More than a dozen Yunlan Valley warriors were startled, and all looked at the smoke-filled area.

"Boy, what kind of skill is it to hide your head and show your tail, get out of here quickly."

Jia Haiyun's perception is fully open, and it is difficult to capture Yang Xuan's position.

But he knew that Yang Xuan was not dead, and he flicked his hand while speaking, and a gust of wind blew up, sweeping away the lingering smoke and dust.

"Not dead, that kid is not dead!"

Except for Ye Feiyang and Jia Haiyun, everyone present widened their eyes.

In their eyes, not only did Yang Xuan not die, but there was no wound or blood on his body.

Now he is sitting on a boulder in the distance, holding a wine gourd in his hand, with his legs crossed, pouring his own drink, indescribably unrestrained and carefree.

"This kid is drinking there!"

Heifengzhai warrior was surprised, his face was full of anger.

How arrogant this is, he just ignores them, and he ignores Jia Haiyun indescribably.

"Boy, you are unforgivable."

Jia Haiyun only felt that he had been greatly humiliated, and his face was distorted and deformed, extremely hideous.

Yang Xuan didn't care, he didn't even look at Jia Haiyun, he tilted his neck, drank all the wine in the wine gourd, and finally smacked his mouth with great pleasure.

"This boy is so domineering!"

Among the Yunlan Valley warriors, the eyes of the only two women shone.

Although Yang Xuan did not say a word, the pride revealed in his gestures made them dazzled.

They couldn't believe that the handsome young man in white was really only seventeen or eighteen years old.

"Good wine!"

Ye Feiyang is young, but he is also very good at wine. He smelled the strong aroma of wine, and knew that the wine gourd in Yang Xuan's hand was filled with rare and rare wine, and he couldn't help but praise.

"Meeting is fate, so I will give Xiongtai a pot."

Yang Xuan threw it casually, a wine gourd cut through the void, and came to Ye Feiyang in an instant.

"So fast!"

Ye Feiyang was shocked, and hurriedly reached out to grab the wine gourd, and used the force-releasing technique.

He felt extremely strong and found that the wine gourd contained a dark energy. If he did not remove this dark energy, this dark energy would explode on the spot and blow the wine gourd into pieces.

boom!

With a muffled sound, the wine gourd fell into his hands accurately, Ye Feiyang stabilized after a slight tremor, and the wine gourd was not broken.

"Brother is good at it."

Yang Xuan slapped his palm with a smile, and did not forget to remind: "Drinking this wine, the body alternates between hot and cold, the wine is very strong, you have to drink it slowly."

"Thank you brother for the wine."

Ye Fei nodded with a smile, opened the gourd plug and prepared to taste it.

"Brother Feiyang, it is absolutely impossible." A Yunlan Valley martial artist hurriedly said.

"Why not?" Ye Feiyang frowned.

"Hehe, he was afraid that I would poison the wine." Yang Xuan smiled lightly.

"I have no grievances with my brother in the past, and we have no enmity recently. Is it necessary for my brother to be poisoned?"

"Haha, that's impossible to say."

"It doesn't matter, if you don't taste this kind of good wine, you will regret your death."

Ye Feiyang waved his hand, picked up the wine gourd and poured a big mouthful in his mouth, exhaling with satisfaction.

Wine is a double heaven of ice and fire, which is unique in the imperial tower, so it is naturally a good wine.

Here, many Heifengzhai warriors looked sluggish.

Even Jia Haiyun was stunned. He tried to stop the wine gourd thrown by Yang Xuan just now, but found that he couldn't keep up with its speed, so he could only watch Ye Feiyang taste the wine.

"One move, you have two moves left."