Seeing that this martial artist, who had never taken anyone seriously, was so respectful, the friend who came with him couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "What is the origin of this Yan Ding?"

The warrior lowered his head, this name was unknown in the ears of ordinary people, but in the ears of the real powerhouse, it was like thunder, and said softly:

"That Yan Ding entered the Tao when he was in his forties, at that time, he was full of spirits, and the Manchu Hannan masters who fought were afraid of Yan like a tiger, but later he practiced penance but never became a real person, and he was disheartened, so he fell silent, when he was active, I was only a half-step martial artist, and my master told me after he broke into the rivers and lakes. ”

"I didn't expect him to be a member of the Daofa family, no wonder he is so powerful, I am afraid that there are other great masters in this Yan family, we can't afford to offend. ”

Regardless of the person who practices martial arts and the person who practices the law, there are scattered cultivation and family sects, and most of the casual cultivation is to get a book of exercises by chance, often incomplete, no one to guide them, and they often spend their lives without much achievement, so they are a fortune teller by a feng shui man.

The family sect often has a relatively complete inheritance and can cultivate several masters.

Although the warrior's voice was soft, it reached everyone's ears in the silence.

Everyone couldn't help but be afraid of this Yan family.

This Yan family's initiation monk seems to be stronger than the martial artist of the same realm, and there is more than one person.

Facing everyone's awe-inspiring gaze, the Yan family's woman's face remained unchanged, as if this should be taken for granted.

The woman of the Yan family suddenly thought, what kind of expression would Qin Longtou have if she saw her uncle casting such a spell?

Pan Hui was quite unconvinced: "How about entering the Tao, what about the defeated martial artists? It's just obeying the orders of a woman who is much younger than himself, even if he practices the Tao like Xuan, in the final analysis, he is only cultivating for the glory and wealth of the world, how can it be good for the wealth and wealth of my family Huiri Group." ”

Yan Ding glanced at everyone and said, "I will wait for the five families to unite, if this elixir is indeed of great use, I will not let you come for nothing, I will give you a satisfactory price." ”

Yan Ding performed such a trick to suppress everyone, and Yan Ding was not forcibly occupied by one person, but would be exchanged for money, and no one dared to speak anymore.

Yan Ding nodded with satisfaction, called the Blue Medicine Master, and walked towards the cliff.

Suddenly, a wisp of cold air shot out from the cliff, this cold air was as light as a trace of smoke, everyone didn't notice it, but Yan Ding's face changed greatly, he bit his middle finger, and his hand was bright, and he hit the wisp of cold air.

However, this thunder rope, which was far thicker than before, was destroyed under the touch of that faint cold air, and the lightning shone and shattered inch by inch, and it was completely vulnerable, and it had been forced into Yan Ding's palm in the blink of an eye.

Yan Ding shouted, and everyone saw that Yan Ding's right hand froze into ice in an instant, and then shattered into a cloud of ice powder, leaving only a wound that was cleaned by ice.

Everyone was taken aback, their hearts pounding, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

But I heard the position of more than forty meters above the cliff, where the fog was extremely thick and I couldn't see clearly, a voice came:

"I've been waiting for you here for a long time, and your flesh and blood are worth tasting. ”

This voice was ethereal, it seemed to come from outside the Nine Shadows, and the mad people had goosebumps, but it was transmitted to everyone's ears with great precision.

Yan Ding's face was full of horror, and his frightened voice lacked confidence, and he said in a trembling voice: "Run!"

What thousand-year-old elixir, what Yan family's reputation, he didn't care about it all, grabbed the beautiful woman with his left hand, ran under his feet, and fled back and forth.

Everyone saw that the old man who had easily defeated the real martial artist just now fled in a hurry, looking at each other one by one, his palms were sweating, and he didn't know what was going on, what did that ethereal voice mean?

Yan Ding hadn't run five meters before another wisp of cold air like light smoke swept through.

This wisp of cold air shot at Yan Ding's left arm, because Yan Ding had already run into the crowd, and everyone finally saw a little bit that it was just a faint cyan wind. Yan Ding's face changed greatly, and he threw his junior out, and the thunder and lightning on his left arm were entangled, this thunder light was brighter than usual, and he waved his arm away, like a dignified heavenly might.

But in the face of the slight wisp of cold air, it still had no effect, and the wanton and dazzling thunder stabbed out, and the left arm, like the right arm, was quickly frozen into ice, and then turned into ice powder and scattered all over the ground.

Yan Ding stared blankly at the wound on his broken arm, took a step back, desperate in his heart, closed his eyes, and hung his head to die.

The beautiful woman fell heavily to the ground, her clothes were covered with mud and dead leaves, her face was gray, and she almost turned her back on her breath, and it was easy to raise her head, but she saw her uncle, who was invincible in spells, lost both arms in a moment, and her face was full of disbelief.

The ethereal voice said regretfully: "Why are you so weak, you have lost two arms, and you have lost a lot of flesh and blood, but fortunately, your flesh and blood are not the most abundant, if you are less, you will be less." ”

Everyone saw that Yan Ding, who was at the pinnacle of the Dao, was waiting to die, and even lost the heart to resist, and their hearts were cold, and they looked at the place where the voice came from.

It seemed that something ghostly was looking at him in the depths of the white expanse, like a seasoned butcher looking at a pig that had just been slaughtered and estimating the quality of the pig's meat. Everyone only felt that their whole body had been seen through, and there was no secret at all, the coolness permeated the whole body, and the tips of their fingers were cold.

The ethereal voice came again: "Well, this person is in the realm of martial artists, it should taste good, eat this person first, and when you finish eating, this cold star grass should also bloom." ”

The face of the only warrior in the crowd changed greatly, and his feet touched the ground, and he immediately fled towards the forest.

As a martial artist, his physical fitness is much stronger than that of a monk who has entered the Dao, and he does not need to lead people, so he escapes into the jungle covered by thick tree trunks, and in the blink of an eye, he has gone deep into the forest, leaving only a faint back for everyone.

But a wisp of cold air like light smoke shot away, and the back of the rapidly shrinking warrior suddenly fell.

Then the warrior's cold body flew up the cliff.

Everyone only heard the sound of a large mouthful of raw meat, especially clear in the silent air, and then swallowed it with a grunt, and the faint smell of blood spread far away.

"It tastes really good, the current martial artists, they don't go to retreat and cultivate, one by one they are willing to degenerate, mixed with the world, making it difficult for me to eat one, today is really full. ”

Everyone's scalps exploded, their hearts beat like a drum, and the two strands trembled, almost wanting to go first.

First, the peak monk of the Dao was easily robbed of his arms and hung his head to die, and then the real martial artist was knocked down, and then it became a good delicacy and was eaten in one bite.