"Don't worry, I don't care about hurting these trash fish, I'm just letting them quiet for a while. Murong Xianxian smiled faintly.

After she returned from the United States, she ripened a batch of herbs for making incense...... These herbs can be seen everywhere during the flood famine, but since the war between the witch clan and the demon clan, the heavens and the earth have mutated, and many of the desolate elixirs and herbs have disappeared.

After several trials, she obtained Heavenly Crisp Incense, Five Poisonous Incense, and Breeze Incense...... The five poisonous incense is made of five kinds of highly poisonous plants, and the five poisons are kneaded, even if it is a golden immortal, after being hit, it will erode the three flowers on the top; the fragrance of the breeze relieves a negative state.

Just now she used the heavenly crisp incense, and at this time, the five people fell to the ground like the living dead, except for the movement of their eyes, the other organs and limbs were temporarily out of order.

Zheng Ziqiang felt a little relieved when he saw it, but the anger came up, although Murong Xianxian did not kill these people, he gave him a dismount as soon as he came up...... His face was slightly distorted, and he looked at Murong Xianxian like an enemy who didn't share the sky.

"Who the hell are you?" Although he was angry, Zheng Ziqiang was not yet burned unconscious, and knew to ask the identity of the other party.

"It seems that you should introduce yourself before asking others, right?" Murong Xianxian looked at the other party, a little amused...... Obviously, the anger is about to break through the heavenly spirit, so if you have to pretend to be a Sven, is this considered pretending to be B?

"Humph!"

Zheng Ziqiang grinded his teeth and snorted as if he had swine fever before saying, "I am Zheng Ziqiang, a lay disciple of Sanmaoguan. ”

"Fortunately. I am Murong Xianxian, the head of Wenxiangfang. Murong Xianxian suddenly became playful, and she gave up her hand to learn the appearance of martial arts novels.

The head of Wenxiangfang?

Is this a branch of which sect? Zheng Ziqiang was puzzled in his heart, racking his brains to think.

"Hey, a big man's mother-in-law, mother-in-law, can't you do it?" Murong Xianxian frowned.

The inheritance does not exist. Smelling incense is not allowed to appear in the spiritual world - this is the ancient precept of Smelling Incense. Over the ages, although the incense shop has been known for its medical skills, incense making and even martial arts, in general. It is not considered a member of the spiritual world, and its descendants can only appear as practitioners after the emergence of a complete lineage.

Before that. Murong Xianxian's cultivation of the "Tide Watching Technique" is like a canal for storing water. Only after cultivating the third layer of the real "Tide Watching Technique" can she truly step into the cultivation world and become a cultivator, at this time, she is also looking forward to finding an opponent of equal weight to fight.

"Okay, then I'll fulfill you!"

Zheng Ziqiang knew that he couldn't take advantage of it verbally, so he was a little angry and bitter, and he exerted his strength under his feet. The figure rushed forward like a dragon, and a punch slammed towards Murong Xianxian's face.

"Be careful, they're a lesson to you. ”

Murong Xian's slender body did not move. Just raised his hand slightly, Zheng Ziqiang was like stepping on a spring under his feet. The figure suddenly retreated...... It's not that he is cowardly, although his five junior disciples have not yet become real cultivators, whether it is their own strength or experience, they are not comparable to ordinary people, but without seeing Murong Xianxian raise his hand, the five of them turned over and fell, obviously they were hit by something like incense, as soon as Murong Xianxian made this move, he had psychological scruples, where could this punch continue?

Incense?

If Murong Xianxian knew that he thought so, he would definitely argue with him, the technique was close to the Tao, and it could be called a 'technique' Moreover, the incense she refined could not be borne even by a cultivator without proper preparation, how could it be compared to the kind of indiscriminate incense on the rivers and lakes?

"Zheng Ziqiang, if Sanmaoguan is a disciple like you, it will be too disappointing. Murong Xianxian shook his head and sighed, looking at him as if he had seen a fake and shoddy product, disgusted, regretful and hated...... All kinds of disdain made Zheng Ziqiang go crazy.

"You brought it on yourself, don't complain about life and death!"

Zheng Ziqiang was originally a 'little white face', but now his face is as dark as the bottom of a pot...... He was really scared, and he refused to fight Murong Xianxian in close quarters at all.

Before the words fell, his hand reached into his pocket and took out an object, looked at it in the air and threw it, and there were words in his mouth, just when Murong Xianxian wanted to see what it was, an eagle's cry came from mid-air, and he saw a huge black eagle suddenly appear in mid-air, its wings fluttering, and it rose into the air.

"Really?" Murong Xianxian looked up, only to see that the black eagle feathers were exactly the same as the real one, with a faint flash in his eyes, and he suddenly retracted his wings and struck down in the air, and the huge claws grabbed his head, and the sound of the wind was faint, and when he was about ten meters away from her, the strong wind was already like a sharp weapon, and her skin was painful.

"Green Spirit Arrow!"

Murong Xian's arm raised slightly, and more than ten rays of blue light shot out, making a 'fluttering' sound of breaking the air.

Call~

The black eagle seemed to be quite spiritual, its wings spread out and soared into the air, but its downward momentum was too strong, although it reacted quickly, but its speed was still a little weak, although it avoided most of the blue light, it was still shot through the left wing by two blue lights.

Ga~

As if sensing the pain of the attack on its wings, the black eagle let out a hoarse cry, its body was raised, and it flew into the air, but Murong Xianxian found that its movements seemed to be stiffer, and the golden light in its eyes also dimmed, and the two Qingling arrows that hit its wings just now should have caused it a lot of trauma.

"Zheng Ziqiang, if you only have this little ability, I think you can directly admit defeat, sue that kid from the Qi family, don't cause trouble for yourself. Murong said neatly.

Although it is said that cultivators can't shoot at ordinary people at will, if they are provoked by Yan Zhan, it is an exception, similar to yesterday's world situation, even if Murong Xianxian took Qi Yuanxiang's life, it was also a matter of course, not to mention just beating him?

"You're too early!" Zheng Ziqiang gritted his teeth, punched a trick at the black eagle, and shouted, "Close!"

I saw that the black eagle swooped down and pounced on him...... And in the process of descending, a blood-colored light flashed, and the black eagle suddenly turned into a piece of rune paper and fell lightly.

"Out of the sword!"

Zheng Ziqiang snorted lightly, and a blue light suddenly appeared in front of him...... But it was a cyan short sword about a foot long, the blue light on the blade flowed, and there was a sword flash at the tip of the sword, like a spiritual snake, which could be devoured at any time.

I saw the flying sword again!

Murong Xian's eyes flashed, and with a flip of his wrist, the Thunder God mallet had already appeared in his hand.

What is that?

Zheng Ziqiang's face changed slightly, although he didn't know what kind of magic weapon the Thunder God Mallet was, but since the other party dared to use it to deal with the flying sword, it meant that it was absolutely extraordinary, and at that moment, he violently urged the flying sword to slash down towards Murong Xianxian...... and with a 'whoosh', the flying sword turned into a burst of blue light.

Click!

Murong Xianxian didn't dare to slack off, and urged the thunder god mallet, and a bolt of lightning appeared out of thin air, slashing the cyan sword light, only hearing the sound of 'Zheng', the cyan light suddenly converged, and a cyan flying sword fell to the ground.

"Poof!"

Zheng Ziqiang was hit hard, opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face immediately turned pale.

"You ......"

He reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked a little unwilling to see the posture.

Zheng Ziqiang conceded. ”

Murong Xianxian flipped his hand and put away the Thunder God mallet, took a step back and kept a safe distance from Zheng Ziqiang: "Although your flying sword is slightly damaged, as long as it is properly maintained, it can still be recovered." ”

Zheng Ziqiang looked down at the flying sword, only to see that although the sword light was a little dim, it was still expanding, but the most important thing was that the sword was still trembling slightly, obviously the spirit was not lost, as long as it was warmed up in the body, it would definitely return to its original level.

"Qingshan doesn't dare, the green water flows forever, Murong is slender, if there is time in the future, Zheng will have to ask for advice!" Zheng Ziqiang gritted his teeth and picked up the flying sword.

"It doesn't matter, it's the same anyway. Murong Xianxian said from behind, "Didn't you come by car? Your companions were only temporarily in a muscle coma, and they were carried into the car and woke up after a while. Hey, who's that, don't fall asleep!"

At this time, there were only three people standing on the beach, except for Zheng Ziqiang and Murong Xianxian, it was the Qi family's bodyguard who remained awake, although the battle between Murong Xianxian and Zheng Ziqiang was not very long, but for him, it was like experiencing a lifetime, this time he was sleepwalking, after being scolded by Murong Xianxian, his whole body shook violently, and he subconsciously responded, and when he turned his head to see Zheng Ziqiang's gloomy face, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat......

Seeing Zheng Ziqiang and the others' vehicles driving into the distance, Murong Xianxian also breathed a sigh of relief. She is not a demon king who kills indiscriminately, and her cultivation is not the way of killing, she just wanted to compete with Zheng Ziqiang to see what the gap is, but she didn't think about really offending the other party to death.

"I don't know who is more skilled than that Luo Qingyi?" Murong Xianxian's mind suddenly appeared with a girl's delicate face.

I am confident that I will *********** hit the water for 3,000 miles in 200 years***********

Twenty minutes later, a little bit changed!!

Introduction to "New Yipin Xiuzhen" (end): Either don't wear it!

A work mistake by the four gods of Fengyun, thunder and lightning, the body of Shen Yueying, a fourteen-year-old girl, was destroyed, and what is even more excessive is that in order to prevent the king of Hades from discovering their work mistakes, these four irresponsible guys actually tricked Yueying into a place called the Amadeus continent to be reborn.

The magic weapon is a catty, the flying sword is in a box, as long as you have money, the elixir can also be wholesaled, Amadeus - just the first stop of the crossing!

This time, it can be regarded as finding the murderer who crossed over, and it can be regarded as a wronged person and a debtor. However, it seems that most of the compensation of the Four Heavenly Monarchs cannot be paid immediately, and I don't know when it will be fully cashed out?