In an instant, the bright halo turned into a white-haired, haggard Taoist appearance, and at this time, he stared at Yang Huaiping up and down with flickering eyes, as if he was calculating something.

Yang Huaiping felt bad in his heart, his primordial spirit escaped from his body in an instant, Yang Huaiping looked at his body on the ground and couldn't let go, he really didn't want to give up his body and run away.

At this time, the white-haired old man let out a wild laugh, and he looked at Yang Huaiping with a condescending expression and said, "I want your body, and your Yuan Shen can't even think of escaping!"

Yang Huaiping said in a cold tone: "You old horseman, you are really arrogant, how can I say that I want someone's life!"

"You Huangkou kid who hasn't even refined the five qi in your body dare to make a big fuss in front of the old man, it's really overwhelming!"

The white-haired old man waved his sleeves, and his figure stepped on the void like lightning and strode towards Yang Huaiping.

Yang Huaiping saw that the other party was not good, he glanced at his body again, gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, and greeted the white-haired old man with the power of chaos.

In just an instant, the primordial spirits of the white-haired old dao and Yang Huaiping were entangled in the void, and as the vast true qi on the two of them surged out, countless mountain peaks on both sides of the Li River collapsed, and the mountains and rocks rolled into the river one after another.

As the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, although the white-haired old man's body was destroyed, and the Yuan Shen was implicated, but he was also a five-qi refining and an immortal cultivator with great power, and after the two fought for about a pillar of incense, the white-haired old man slapped Yang Huaiping out with a palm, he looked at Yang Huaiping, who was weak, and smiled contemptuously: " It's a pity, a good seedling, a true qi is mixed with a trace of chaotic power, as well as auspicious purple qi, now that you have been hit by my palm heart-destroying thunder, just wait for the soul to dissipate by itself!"

Yang Huaiping felt that his brain was dizzy, his eyelids were very heavy, and he saw that the whole world was gray, full of dead silence and desolation, as if chaos had not been opened.

In a trance, Yang Huaiping saw that in the world in front of him, a bright thunder cleaved the ocean from the sky, and the blue ocean began to give birth to a simple life without any consciousness.

Suddenly, Yang Huaiping opened his eyes, his pale lips muttered to himself: "The end of death is life, the end of life is death, life and death are only in one thought!"

Immediately, a majestic and vast aura between heaven and earth converged towards Yang Huaiping, and his whole person appeared empty and clear, as if he had merged into the heavens and the earth.

The white-haired old man looked at Yang Huaiping with a shocked expression and said: "The legendary realm of the unity of heaven and man, no! This is impossible, how can this kid reach the legendary realm!"

"Don't fool yourself!" Yang Huaiping instantly flashed to the white-haired old dao's side with endless chaotic power, and he suddenly reached out and directly pinched the white-haired old dao's primordial spirit and dissipated it.

Immediately Yang Huaiping escaped the Yuan Shen into the body, his figure flashed to the body of the white-haired old man, he took out a carving knife from his waist and cut the wrist of the white-haired old man without hesitation, Yang Huaiping sucked his true qi suddenly, and suddenly a stream of blood flowed into his throat.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Huaiping sat cross-legged on the ground refining the blood in his body, and his whole face seemed very empty and clear, like a pool of mirror-like dark lakes.

After about a cup of tea, Yang Huaiping's whole face began to become ruddy, and he walked to the white-haired and old body for a while.

After a while, Yang Huaiping took out a bronze token full of vicissitudes and simplicity, a dark and shiny ring, and a book of exercises called the Mixed Yuan Sword Technique, as well as the silver hairpin.

Just as Yang Huaiping was about to retreat, the mighty voices of the group came out from the surroundings, and an exclamation reached Yang Huaiping's ears.

"Master, what's wrong with you, how did you become like this!"

Under the leadership of a woman wearing a goose-yellow shirt, a moth head, a slender figure, and a beautiful face, a group of about 100 women in white plain clothes knelt down beside the white-haired old man.

Although these women are dusty one by one, but Yang Huaiping has no time to see their faces, he is bent on Hu Yuxuan's safety, Yang Huaiping is afraid that Hu Yuxuan has been poisoned by the old demon of Montenegro, so he took out the flying sword and recited the spell and jumped on the flying sword, and was about to fly towards the tent that Hu Yuxuan set up on the bank of the Li River.

However, at this time, the woman in the goose-yellow shirt saw the bronze token in Yang Huaiping's hand, she stared at Yang Huaiping and said in a cold tone: "How can our Zixiao Sect Master Token be in your hand!"

Yang Huaiping didn't pay attention to the woman in the goose yellow shirt at all, he chanted a spell in his mouth, and the golden sword under his feet flew out with a swish.

The woman in the goose yellow dress frowned, she pursed her lips and said to the two women in blue dresses behind her: "Ruoxi, Mengchen, you two bring the body of the sect master back to the sect, and the others will follow me to chase the person who took our Zixiao sect master token!"

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The night was deep, the shadow of the moon was swaying in the Li River, and the river surface shrouded in white cold fog could not be heard the sound of fish leaping.

Yang Huaiping drove the flying sword and slowly stopped on the bank of the Li River, he jumped off the flying sword, Yang Huaiping opened the tent where Hu Yuxuan was in a nervous heart, he saw that Hu Yuxuan was wearing pajamas, sleeping with a quiet face, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At this moment, under the leadership of the woman in the goose yellow shirt, the No. 100 woman swarmed towards the tent, and Hu Yuxuan slowly opened his eyes after hearing the movement.

"Shh

Yang Huaiping put a finger on his lips to signal Hu Yuxuan not to make a sound, and he stood up with his hands in his hands and walked out swaggeringly.

The woman in the goose-yellow shirt looked at Yang Huaiping who walked out of the tent and said coldly: "You quickly hand over our sect master of the Zixiao Sect, otherwise you will definitely look good!"

Yang Huaiping secretly speculated in his heart that after the death of the white-haired old man of the Zixiao Sect, these little girls in front of him did not suspect themselves and avenge the sect master, but wanted to seize the sect master's token, which was clearly wanting to be the sect master of the Zixiao sect!

Thinking of this, Yang Huaiping glanced at the female disciples of the Zixiao Sect, he took out the bronze token from his arms and held it high, Yang Huaiping's momentum suddenly climbed to the realm of the unity of heaven and man, and he said coldly: "The sect master of Chu was killed by the son of the old demon of the Black Mountain, and this token was at least entrusted to me by him on his deathbed, saying that it was for me to take over the position of the sect master of the Zixiao Sect, and if there is a disobedient person, he can be killed with an order!"

The group was all throbbing under Yang Huaiping's coercion, their faces were pale, and the woman in a goose yellow shirt looked at Yang Huaiping with her eyes, and then she took the lead in kneeling down and said: "Subordinate Qingyin see the sect master!"

In an instant, the group of Zixiao Sect knelt down towards Yang Huaiping one after another, and they all spoke out to pay respects!