Nine Hundred and Sixty One. Cyclops

Although he was injured, Xia Guang still gritted his teeth and persisted, and found Zhaoyuan Pavilion all the way.

He wanted to ask for medicine, but the result disappointed him greatly.

"You go! Don't say that Qinghui Pills are extremely rare, even our sect only has a small amount of pills left, which is not enough for your own use. Even if you have spares, you will never give them to you!"

Xia Guang lowered his head and said, "I know it's my presumptuousness to come here like this."

"I don't have any assets, so I can't do business with you, but I have practiced martial arts for many years, and I have become a saint. If there is anything you order, I can help you."

The Zhaoyuan Pavilion warrior in front of him yelled loudly: "It's impossible to give it to you! You Southeast warrior, why are you still pestering me endlessly!"

Whether it is the southeast Yangtian realm or the southern Yantian realm, they all have a vast territory and a vast territory.

That is, the people living in Huangjiahai and the people living in Liangu Mountains in the Southeast Yangtian Realm have a huge difference in accent.

But generally speaking, they both belong to the Southeast Yangtian Realm, and their accents are always similar.

In comparison, apart from the junction of the two realms, the differences in the accents of warriors from the southeast Yangtian realm and the southern Yantian realm are even more obvious.

Xia Guang didn't need to introduce himself, he didn't need to show off his martial arts, as soon as he opened his mouth, the people in Zhaoyuan Pavilion knew that he was from the Yangtian Realm in the southeast.

The relationship between the two realms is now extremely bad.

The root of the conflict stems from the respective rulers of the two realms, Fengyi Mountain Wutongpo and Jinting Mountain.

In the previous battle, not only the disciples of the two supreme sects, but also other warriors from the southeast and south regions also participated in the battle.

Here in the Mianshan Mountains, there are top powerhouses who went to the border of the two realms to participate in the war with the southeast Yangtian realm warriors.

Although Zhaoyuan Pavilion did not participate in the war, after all, it thrived in the Southern Yantian Realm and around Mianshan.

They may not have a strong dislike for the southeast Yangtian Realm warriors, but they must stand firm.

If the great figures in the Southern Yantian Realm knew that they had helped people in the Southeast Yangtian Realm, they might cause dissatisfaction, and disaster would come from the sky, and there might be a catastrophe.

Xia Guang had been living in seclusion at home before, and had little contact with the outside world.

If there is new news from the outside world, the family will still tell him.

But most of them are news from within the Liangu Mountain Range.

At the level of Tingleifeng Xia's family, what happens in the Liangu Mountains is most closely related to them.

Although the big things that are too high level will affect their lives explicitly or secretly, it is useless for them to worry about them.

Xia Guang knew very little about news outside the Liangu Mountain Range.

He had heard about the battle between the southeast Yangtian Realm and the southern Yantian Realm, but he didn't take it to heart.

Xia Guang didn't understand Zhaoyuan Pavilion warriors' attitude of avoiding snakes and scorpions, and felt more humiliated.

At other times, he just walked away.

But he was seriously injured, and the longer it dragged on, the more unfavorable it would be. Apart from Zhaoyuan Pavilion, there were no other forces known for pills nearby.

Thinking that only after healed, can we talk about practicing and progressing to seek revenge, Xia Guang endured and endured, lowered his head and said: "Brother, please be tolerant, as long as it is something I can do..."

The Zhaoyuan Pavilion warrior shouted: "You one-eyed dragon, if you keep talking too much, believe it or not, your other eye will also be blinded!"

Xia Guang's face suddenly changed when he heard this, and he was furious.

The right eye that was blinded by the three-legged mountain man is now his Nilin. Even if others keep staring at his right eye, he will be angry.

At this time, an old man appeared, walked up to the Zhaoyuan Pavilion warrior, and softly reprimanded him: "Don't accuse others of being disabled."

The former Zhaoyuan Pavilion warrior quickly said: "Yes, Master, I was rude."

The old man was the owner of the Zhaoyuan Pavilion. He looked at Xia Guang and said, "It's his fault that I offended Your Excellency by speaking rudely. Please forgive me."

Seeing the apology from the other party, Xia Guang snorted and suppressed his anger.

But the owner of the Zhaoyuan Pavilion changed the subject next: "However, what I said just now is not bad, and the Qinghui Pill of our school will not leak out.

Your Excellency please come back. "

Of course it is false that it does not flow out, but it is certain that it does not flow to the southeast Yangtian realm.

"I just want a elixir..." Xia Guang tried to make the last effort.

The owner of the Zhaoyuan Pavilion put his hands behind his back, turned his head to look in another direction, and did not speak.

The Zhaoyuan Pavilion warrior next to him yelled: "I don't have any, hurry up, don't make a toast and refuse to eat or drink as a fine, otherwise you will be knocked down the mountain, and everyone will look bad!"

This time the old man did not reprimand his disciple.

Other disciples of Zhaoyuan Pavilion came out and looked at Xia Guang warily.

As the brilliance flickered, the formations and runes were intertwined, forming a large formation above the gate of Zhaoyuan Pavilion. As the formation turned, the sharp edge pointed at the top of Xia Guang's head.

For a moment, Xia Guang felt a chill in his vest, feeling a murderous aura.

If he doesn't retreat, the opponent's big formation will bombard him.

Xia Guang was suddenly furious, and his temper could no longer be suppressed.

The bloody lightning tattoo on his back quickly expanded and spread to cover his body.

Under the urging of the Blood Ting Sacrifice, his violent blood boiled all over his body, and a powerful force erupted from his seriously injured body.

Xia Guang slashed out with his right hand, and the blood-colored thunder turned into a terrifying blade, which stretched thousands of feet in an instant, condensed into a giant knife that shattered the sky, and slashed towards Zhaoyuan Pavilion!

Halfway through the blade swing, Xia Guang suddenly hesitated.

"When I couldn't ask for medicine, I took it by force. Isn't it a joke to bully the weak?"

With this in mind, Xia Guang's blade deflected and did not land on the mountain gate of Zhaoyuan Pavilion.

The terrifying blade sliced ​​through the Zhaoyuan Pavilion guarding the mountain formation, and landed on the other side of the mountain.

The sword light is everywhere, and the mountains directly turn into abysses!

The terrifying thunder light continued to spread and dance in the air, like thick red thunder snakes, ferocious and terrifying, lingering for a long time.

Everyone in Zhaoyuan Pavilion was taken aback, looking at Xia Guang, their expressions became solemn.

They could see that Xia Guang had reached the realm of martial saints, but they were not worried.

At first, Xia Guang in front of him could see that he was seriously injured.

Secondly, the owner of the Zhaoyuan Pavilion is also a martial sage in the first level of cultivation, and he also has the advantage of a large formation in the mountain gate.

Even if they do it, they are confident enough to deal with Xia Guang.

But after seeing Xia Guang's knife, everyone was chilled by it.

The old man's expression was particularly serious.

Because, he asked himself, even with the help of the Great Formation of the Mountain Gate, he might not be able to receive the thunderous sword light that seemed to cut through the sky.

The man in red with gray hair and only one eye in front of him can beat him even when he is seriously injured!

If this person was not injured, how terrifying would it be?

But the more so, the less he dared to give Qinghui Pill to Xia Guang.

In the future, if it was the Mianshan Mountains, or if someone from Yantian Realm in the south asked him to settle accounts, they would not be able to bear the blame.

Everyone in Zhaoyuan Pavilion was in a dilemma, but when they saw the evil star that gave them a headache, they turned around and left.

"Why wasn't that knife just a demonstration?" All Zhaoyuan Pavilion warriors were stunned: "Could it be that he only has the ability to shoot one knife? But it doesn't look like it, the momentum is still so strong."

Xia Guang looked back, spat bitterly on the ground, turned around and walked away, leaving behind a group of people in Zhaoyuan Pavilion who were frightened and guarded, and did not dare to catch up.

Seeing this scene in the sky, Yan Zhaoge couldn't help laughing and said, "Oh? Are you proud and not below? Interesting..."