The formation that had been covered under the ring began to crack over time, and in just a few breaths, the formation that had been carefully laid out made a crisp sound of "bang".

Spell......... Ruined.

The formation that had been arranged with all his heart and soul could not be imagined to be so vulnerable.

The seven Tianyuan Sect disciples all turned pale all of a sudden, and immediately all of them snorted, their limbs were weak, and they were shaken out of the ring.

After the formation load self-destructs, the restriction naturally does not exist.

Shen Xianxun withdrew his right hand and made a slow downward motion.

Call.........

The spiritual power riot was suppressed by him, and in an instant, the ring of the City Lord's Mansion returned to calm, and Shen Xianxun bathed in the limelight.

At first, everyone's expressions were a little wooden, and soon, the crowd erupted in roaring applause, and the disciples of Sunset Valley shouted incessantly, and the applause was thunderous.

"Shen Xian is looking for a cow!"

"Invincible, my god ......"

"Who else !!"

Shen Xianxun: ".................."

He looked at the group of yelling fellow disciples on his side, and after a moment, Shen Xianxun said to the disciples of the Tianyuan Sect who fell to the ground with different postures.

"The winner has been decided, go back and tell the person who called you to come, I want to know the limit of my Shen Xianxun, and I will know if I come here. ”

Zhao Ting covered the middle lane and grinned in pain.

"I ...... I don't know what you're talking about, who sent it, inexplicable. ”

said that he was innocent, but his eyes betrayed him, and there was no dazedness in his eyes, but more resentment.

Shen Xianxun: "You know what I mean, next time, I won't be so light." ”

Zhao Ting's fists gradually clenched, looking at the other party and helpless, he could only lower his head in the end.

He couldn't beat the group fight, he could be regarded as having seen Shen Xianxun's perversion.

"No wonder Senior Brother Sun can't beat him with a keel gun, this guy is simply a demon, his combat skills are terrifying, his cultivation is outrageous, and his spiritual power in his body is also too ........."

Shen Xianxun didn't know Zhao Ting's mental activities, he stayed for a while, and then turned his head to look at the indignant Sunset Valley disciples under the stands.

"The discussion is over, let's disperse. ”

After speaking, Shen Xianxun's figure disappeared from the ring.

Syllable!

Splashed some sawdust in the ring,

...........................

The main heart was gone, and the rest of the people looked at each other, and soon felt bored, and then they dispersed, and those who guarded the city gate walked to the city gate, and those who were not on duty chose to continue to go outside.

Chen Hao frowned, "Why does Old Shen feel a little preoccupied...... It doesn't look like him,"

Not long after Shen Xianxun left, he reached out and took out the green steel sword from the space ring, and ran the spiritual power according to the exercises, half of the spiritual power covered the body of the green steel sword, controlling him to levitate in the air, and the other half of the spiritual power was used to grasp the balance.

In a remote corner of Fufeng City, a young man unskillfully controlled a sword, staggering and floating about two meters above the ground.

After floating tremblingly for half an hour, Shen Xianxun finally found the trick, and the flight of the imperial sword was no longer shaky, and he could fly in the mountains at a normal running speed.

Flying faster than just running on the ground, regardless of the terrain.

Shen Xianxun saw everything that happened outside, from ignorance to ignorance, it took less than an hour, and the genius was nothing more than that. Love me

"It's worthy of a family member! The Martial King Realm can only do flying in the air, and here he is like eating and drinking. ”

Shen Xianxun was practicing the flying of the Imperial Sword, and suddenly, a picture appeared directly from his mind.

Shen Xianxun's eyes darkened.

"Thank you Brother Zhou Xian for working hard for her deceased husband for many days. ”

"My sister-in-law is serious. The man immediately returned the salute.

"Brother Xiao and I are like brothers and sisters, it is a matter of duty, talk about the heart, and hope that Brother Xiao will ascend to Bliss as soon as possible. ”

The woman nodded slightly, didn't say anything more, and left seeing that the paper money was about to burn out.

The man extinguished the remaining fire and turned to leave.

It was very sad that this woman had lost her husband, probably because his good brother later helped his widow to take care of his funeral.

"A poor man, too. Shen Xianxun shook his head, life was unsatisfactory nine times out of ten, and he got up and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, a dark wind blew.

"There is yin qi!" Shen Xianxun looked around suspiciously, but the yin qi was not coming at him, there was not much malice, or the obsession was a little deep.

The night was dark and the wind was high, and the man surnamed Zhou walked alone on the mountain road, the wind was gusting, and the grass and leaves were blown loudly.

The only thing I could hear on the whole mountain road was the swaying of the leaves and the sound of him walking, and it was a little frightening for a while.

The more the man walked, the more eerie he felt.

A white figure slowly emerged from the dense fog behind him.

The man seemed to sense that something was wrong, and suddenly stopped, turned his neck with difficulty, and looked behind him.

After seeing the man's appearance clearly, the man's pupils instantly opened, and he was dumbfounded.

"Xiao ...... Brother Xiao!" The man trembled, and after speaking, his head immediately turned back, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

The person who came was wearing a white mourning dress, a white hat, the skin of his whole body was stiff purple, his feet were three feet off the ground, and he slowly floated towards the man surnamed Zhou.

"Zhou... Worthy... Junior. The familiar salutation, the familiar voice sounded in the back of his head, and the man surnamed Zhou trembled even more.

"Brother Xiao......... , you and my brother, why did you scare me after you died......"

The man surnamed Zhou gritted his teeth and said, but he didn't dare to turn around with his eyes closed.

"Brother Zhou Xian, don't be afraid, I'm a ghost, but I don't mean to scare you...... It's just..."

"The things behind me are still a little relieved, so I have come to entrust them. ”

The male ghost continued: "I don't know if you can help me, brother Xian. ”

Hearing the dead brother say that he had something to ask for, the man surnamed Zhou was not afraid, turned around and made a scholarly salute, and said respectfully: "Xiao... Brother, you say it's okay..."

"I have an old mother who is in her seventies, and my wife is less than thirty years old, and she has a few pounds of rice, which is enough to feed them. ”

The male ghost continued: "I have an article that has not been copied, and I hope you will help me complete it, so that my small reputation will not be buried." ”

The man surnamed Zhou still maintained the scholarly etiquette and said, "Little brother remember, please go on the road with peace of mind!"

"Then Brother Wei went......" The male ghost turned and left, and before he had taken three steps away, his spirit body was blurred, and his hands were bent into claws.

The man surnamed Zhou secretly opened one eye, and when he saw the male ghost, he suddenly stopped, and said respectfully: "Brother Xiao... Still... , but there is still a wish!"

"Giggle," the male ghost's voice became high-pitched and unpleasant.

The male ghost turned around, only to see that the flesh and blood on his face quickly fell off, revealing the white bones of Sensen, and the snow-white nose bones and teeth looked particularly terrifying.

"The virtuous brother is really a bodhisattva, or you will ...... for your brother"