Yang Yifei and Xue Hongying stopped and looked at the man who spoke indifferently.
This was a group of people, twelve or thirteen in total. The guy who spoke was a middle-aged man in a black robe with a ferocious scar on his face. He held a long knife wrapped in a black scabbard in his arms and had a stern look on his face.
Wow! More than a dozen people from the other side quickly surrounded Yang Yifei and Xue Hongying.
Yang Yifei was calm, with his hands behind his back and his chin raised slightly, looking at him as if he were a clown.
Xue Hongying was a little flustered.
The middle-aged man in black robe is the leader of these people. He has good strength, but in Xue Hongying's opinion, he is probably a strong man. He doesn't know where these people come from or what they are doing here.
"Who are you?"
The middle-aged man in black robe asked.
Xue Hongying glanced at Yang Yifei and said, "A passer-by."
"Yeah?"
The middle-aged man in black robe came to the two of them, glanced at them, and immediately saw clearly the level and strength of the two of them. He couldn't help showing contempt, and then said: "Which sect are you disciples?"
"No school, no sect."
Xue Hongying shook her head.
“Without any sect?
It’s better to have no family or sect.”
The man in black robe smiled coldly, and the scars on his face looked even more ferocious.
Everyone else laughed too.
"Hand over the treasures you got from the mountains and let you go.
Otherwise, haha."
The middle-aged man in black robe glanced at Xue Hongying with a squinting look.
Although Yang Yifei disdains Xue Hongying's appearance, it does not mean that she is not a beauty.
It's just that she's not the beauty in Yang Yifei's mind.
When the middle-aged man in black robe saw Xue Hongying for the first time, he was attracted by it. Then he suddenly remembered that the two of them would gain something when they came out of the mountain, so he intercepted the two of them, hoping to gain both personal and financial benefits.
Xue Hongying couldn't bear her temper anymore, and she suddenly became furious: "You are looking for death."
She instinctively wanted to take out a long gun, but it was empty before she remembered that her gun had been destroyed.
"You want treasure?"
Yang Yifei asked.
"good.
Hand over the treasures you got from the mountains and let you go.
Otherwise, hum."
The middle-aged man in black robe sneered.
"What do you want?"
Yang Yifei asked calmly.
"That horse."
The middle-aged man in black robe made no secret of his greed.
Xue Hongying immediately protected Xiaobai.
This horse is the only inheritance left to her by her parents, and it is also her companion. She will not give it to others even if she dies.
But she could tell that this middle-aged man in black robe was very strong, and the opponent had a large number of people, so he dared to set up a trap here to rob, and his background was not ordinary, so he didn't dare to take the initiative to cause trouble.
Yang Yifei said contemptuously: "Ignorance.
It takes so much effort to just grab a horse?"
"Why, do you have something better?"
The middle-aged man in black robe asked curiously.
"certainly."
Yang Yifei nodded.
"Do not believe."
The middle-aged man in black robe shook his head and said: "This horse is very powerful, and its bloodline must be extraordinary. I don't think you have a better treasure than it."
"Where is the treasure house of the Blood Flame Gate?"
Yang Yifei said lightly.
"What did you say?"
The middle-aged man in black robe suddenly became excited: "You found the treasure house of the Blood Flame Gate?
Quick, take out the treasure you got."
The younger brother beside him was also a little excited and quickly took a few steps towards Yang Yifei.
Yang Yifei reached out and took out the blood spirit serum.
The middle-aged man in black robes' eyes suddenly lit up: "Good boy, have you really found the treasure house of the Blood Flame Gate?"
"certainly.
This is what you get from the Blood Flame Sect, and it is also the inherited fire of the Blood Flame Sect."
Yang Yifei said.
The Burning Blood Cold Flame is not only the treasure of the Blood Flame Sect, but also contains the inheritance of the Blood Flame Sect. However, Yang Yifei didn't even bother to look at this inheritance, which could only reach the Divine Lord, and just ignored it.
"Good baby, good baby."
The eyes of the middle-aged man in black robe were full of excitement.
A strange smile appeared on Yang Yifei's face. He looked at the other party calmly and said, "How about it? Do you want it?"
"If you want it, give it to me quickly."
The middle-aged man in black robe nodded quickly and said: "Give me the baby and I will let you go."
His eyes flashed with greed, and the scars on his face twisted like centipedes, extremely ferocious.
"good."
Yang Yifei nodded.
"no."
Xue Hongying shouted.
What she had always dreamed of was a spiritual skill that could break through to the golden elixir. But the skill in front of her could do it, but Yang Yifei wanted to give it to others. She was really reluctant to give it up.
Yang Yifei glanced at Xue Hongying, still maintaining an indifferent expression on his face, and said: "Why not?
Wouldn't it be better to exchange a ball of fire for your horse?
Or are you willing to use your horse to repay this fire?"
"This..." Xue Hongying suddenly became speechless, and she quickly said: "We can escape on Xiaobai.
They can't catch up."
"Innocent."
Yang Yifei shook his head, pointed at the middle-aged man in black robe and said, "This man is a master at the half-step Jindan realm. Do you think Xiaobai, who is not yet a minor, can outrun him?"
"Boy, you have good eyesight.
I will form an elixir and become a real person soon, give me the treasure now, and if you need anything later, you can report my name."
The middle-aged man in black robe said proudly.
"But, you can kill even Liang Ziqing, why can't you kill him?"
Xue Hongying was still unwilling to give in.
"Doing it yourself is a waste of spiritual energy."
Yang Yifei sighed: "Aura is so precious, it would be a sin to waste even a drop of it.
What's more, he insists on seeking his own death, why not help him?"
"Seeking death?"
Xue Hongying was stunned for a moment.
Yang Yifei said lightly: "Of course."
At this time, the middle-aged man in black robe said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense and give me the baby quickly, otherwise I will kill you now."
Yang Yifei glanced at the middle-aged man in black robe and said, "Okay.
for you."
Yang Yifei handed over the blood spirit serum.
A smile appeared on the face of the middle-aged man in black robe: "Okay, very good."
The middle-aged man in black robe had just caught the Blood Spirit Serum when a flame suddenly appeared on the Blood Spirit Serum and burned his hand instantly.
The middle-aged man in black robe quickly activated his spiritual energy to extinguish the flame. However, the more he activated it, the more intense the flame burned.
"Boy, do you dare to trick me?
!”
The middle-aged man in black robe was furious. He quickly used water spells to put out the fire with water.
But it's of no use at all.
After a while, the middle-aged man in black robes was covered in flames. Fire was spitting out from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and he was rolling on the ground in pain.
"Oh my god, what on earth is this?"
"Why can't this fire be extinguished?"
"It's too scary. Nothing will happen to the old man, right?"
The younger brothers of the middle-aged man in black robe were all stunned and dumbfounded.
Not only them, but even Xue Hongying was frightened.
She looked at the scene in front of her in shock, with an expression of disbelief on her face.
She was completely dumbfounded.
Xue Hongying originally thought that Yang Yifei came out of the flames unscathed. The power of the flames was only average, and it was just the carrier of the Blood Flame Sect's inheritance.
It seems now that if it had been her, she would never have survived.