Ling Xiaopeng also sensed Huang Xiaolong's determination to kill, but he couldn't just accept his fate, he roared unwillingly, blood splattered in his mouth. "I am the son of the sect master of the Shushan faction, I am gifted, and the future is promising, when I was born, my father told my fortune for me, saying that I will cultivate to the realm of physical immortality in the future, and I will definitely not die young! I am leaving now, and I will kill you later!"

Until this moment, Ling Xiaopeng didn't think that he would really die. What he said is true, when he was born, his father personally divined, and his life will not encounter any calamity, let alone death.

It's a pity that he met Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong was not an ordinary person at all, but a Yin Heavenly Son!

Suddenly, Ling Xiaopeng let out a loud roar, and his seriously injured body turned into a sword qi and rose into the sky, wanting to escape!

"Get down on your knees. Huang Xiaolong grinned, and pressed his right hand into the air.

A space seemed to be sunken.

Ling Xiaopeng, who flew into the sky, was suppressed in the air, and with a bang, he knelt on his knees and knelt in front of Huang Xiaolong!

"Roar~~~!You dare to make me kneel!You dare to make me kneel!My father has never let me kneel!Shame! This is simply my Ling Xiaopeng's great shame!Ah~~~ I'm unwilling!" Ling Xiaopeng's eyes widened and roared, and the corners of his eyes were bleeding.

"If you know today, why bother in the beginning. I'm not going to be soft on people like you. Huang Xiaolong's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he punched out.

Burst~~~!!!!

Ling Xiaopeng's body, the position of his heart, was directly penetrated!

"Do you really dare to kill me?!!!!" Ling Xiaopeng's eyes were still full of disbelief, but soon, the mana in his body began to dissipate bit by bit, and his body temperature began to drop sharply, and he finally realized that death was coming, and he couldn't hide it.

Ling Xiaopeng really regretted it!

He regretted that he shouldn't have gone to the waterfront to do something.

What he regretted even more was that after offending Huang Xiaolong, he didn't quickly leave Middle-earth, or contact the Shushan Sword Sect and infiltrate the elite masters of Middle-earth.

In the depths of Ling Xiaopeng's eyebrows, there was a sentence left by his father, 20 words, which could save his life under any circumstances. And this sentence, in order to escape from Huang Xiaolong's hands last time, had already been used. And now, at this critical moment of life and death, there is nothing left to save his life.

That's when —

Burst~~!

Ling Xiaopeng suddenly grew his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

In this blood, there was a faint golden light, as well as Ling Xiaopeng's last mana!

The blood condensed into a bloody arrow, flew into the sky, and exploded into a string of ancient seal characters, and Ling Xiaopeng's voice also echoed between heaven and earth-"Fengtian carrier, Shushan edict! I, Ling Xiaopeng, have been killed by a shameless person, this person is the lord of Wolong Mountain Villa in Middle-earth Binhai City! All the disciples of the Shushan faction, when I received this edict, I was already gone, please avenge me quickly! And pass the news of my death to my father!"

After saying this, the ancient seal characters formed by the blood arrow disappeared, and it seemed to be integrated into the heaven and earth.

This is Ling Xiaopeng, with the last mouthful of essence blood and mana, issued a blood edict! This kind of blood edict, once it is issued, the masters of the Shushan Sword Sect in Middle-earth will be able to get the message, and then rush over very quickly.

"I'm going to die! However, you and your Wolong Villa, all the people will be buried together!" Ling Xiaopeng laughed miserably, and then stared at Huang Xiaolong deeply with an extremely vicious gaze, as if he was cursing, and then-

Boom~~~!

Ling Xiaopeng completely shook his body into pieces.

Huang Xiaolong frowned, leaned down to check, and found that this Ling Xiaopeng had not only shattered his body, but also shattered some of the talismans and top-grade pills he was carrying.

This is to burn all the jade and stones, leaving no benefit to Huang Xiaolong.

After his death, Ling Xiaopeng's soul exploded as soon as he floated out.

"The people of the Shushan Sword Sect are really ruthless, in order to prevent the inheritance from falling into the hands of others, even the son of the sect master like Ling Xiaopeng has been cursed in his soul, once he dies, his soul will explode, and the ghost can't do it. Ruthless, really ruthless. Huang Xiaolong shook his head slightly.

On the ground, there was only one flying sword left, which was Ling Xiaopeng's most precious flying sword, which contained many wonderful functions.

Huang Xiaolong grabbed this flying sword, and he didn't slack off, half of his body turned into a divine thought, and returned directly to Binhai City!

"Before this guy died, he leaked the news of Wolong Villa, I must protect Wolong Villa~~ I can't let the people in the villa be poisoned and killed!"

Before leaving, Huang Xiaolong released a handful of Samadhi True Fire, incinerating the remains of Ling Xiaopeng's corpse into ashes, and there was not even a trace of ashes left, this was a veritable place to die.

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Just when Huang Xiaolong's divine thoughts had just left less than half an hour, suddenly, on this mountain, in the sky, a golden light violently shuttled from thousands of miles away, and in the golden light, a middle-aged scribe with a national character face, majestic and dusty, carrying his hands on his back, his breath was rolling like a tide, but it was extremely harmonious with this side of the world.

This person is a super master!

At this time, a faint look of regret flashed in the scribe's eyes, "Just now, the little junior brother issued a blood edict, saying that he has been killed... Hey~~~ Sure enough, I found a faint trace of resentment and death here, which were all left by the little junior brother... Although the little junior brother is only in his twenties, he is already a super genius, not only carrying the magic weapon given by the master, but also the master is still in the center of his eyebrows, leaving a life-saving sentence, who is the lord of the Wolong Villa? Is there really such a master in Middle-earth?"

Next, another sharp thunderbolt rolled in!

In this thunder light, there is a sword qi that passes through the heavens and latitudes, and the sword qi is like a dragon, which bombards the mountain, directly cutting off the top of this mountain peak, and the mud, sand and stones, are raised one after another, but they are quickly crushed by the sword qi.

In the midst of the sword aura, a young man in white came out, who looked to be about the same age as Ling Xiaopeng, with a face like a crown of jade, very handsome, and carrying a long sword, just like the sword fairy in the movie.

The young man in white looked up at the middle-aged scribe in the sky, as if he was like a golden word. "Senior brother, junior brother is dead. If Master knew the news, he would definitely be very sad and sad. ”

A hurricane blew down from the sky, and then, a crane, which was bigger than a cow, flapped its wings and slowly landed beside the young man in white.

This crane is extremely miraculous, and the cranes raised in the zoo are simply incomparable.

The crane's claws, terrifyingly sharp, scratched at random on the ground, and the hard stones, like papier-mâché, were scratched into powder.

The crane squatted slightly, and from its back, a young man in blue clothes jumped down, not tall, but his eyes were like electricity, and he was magnificent, with the taste of a fairy among people.

The blue-clothed young man took out a bronze medal from his arms, and the crane let out a high-pitched whistling sound, turned into a streamer, and entered the bronze medal.

"Now there's something wrong. The blue-clothed young man frowned. "Hey~~ I knew it earlier, and I have been following the little junior brother. The little junior brother has a somewhat cynical personality, and he likes to cause trouble overseas, but because of the resounding name of our Shushan Sword Sect, all overseas forces are polite. But when you get to Middle-earth and provoke a hard character, people won't necessarily sell the face of our Shushan Sword Sect. ”

These three people are the Shushan Sword Sect, the elite sent to Middle-earth this time!

Hearing the news, I'm here!

In this large area, they used a blinding method to make ordinary people unable to see the vision of heaven and earth created when they appeared.

However, one thing is very strange, after confirming Ling Xiaopeng's death, they were also a little regretful, but they did not seem to be so angry, angry, and sad.

On the contrary, they are somewhat indifferent.

That's right, these three people are fundamentally different from Ling Xiaopeng.

Ling Xiaopeng is also a twenty-something, arrogant and domineering, arrogant, unruly, and misbehaving.

And these three people, at first glance, are not very old, but they are all existences that have cultivated for hundreds or thousands of years!

There is already a kind of detachment in their minds.

In fact, they have a very indifferent view of life and death, and what they pursue is cultivation......! It's preaching!

"However, no matter what, we will definitely avenge the revenge of the little junior brother. The blue-clothed young man looked at the middle-aged scribe in the sky. "Senior brother, what do you say?"

The middle-aged scribe had a thoughtful expression in his eyes. "As you all know, Shizun left 20 life-saving words in the heart of the little junior brother's eyebrows. The younger brother was still killed. Illustrated, the opponent is very strong ... This time, we were ordered by our master to set foot in Middle-earth, ostensibly to participate in the birthday banquet of Zhang Tianshi in Longhu Mountain, but how could Zhang Tianshi be able to let the people of our Shushan faction congratulate him on his birthday? In this way, when Zhang Tianshi's birthday banquet is over, we will go to Wolong Villa in Binhai City together, and we will meet the lord of Wolong Villa for a while, capture him, and hand him over to Shizun for personal disposal. ”

"Everything is at the command of my brother. The young man in white and the young man in blue said respectfully.

……

Binhai City, Wolong Villa.

Huang Xiaolong's divine thoughts returned to his body.

Huang Xiaolong also got up.

"Hey, Xiaolong, your spirit seems to be a little tired. The eldest wife, Song Yuru, slept next to Huang Xiaolong, and she looked at Huang Xiaolong suspiciously.

At this moment, Huang Xiaolong's face was slightly pale.

That's right, Huang Xiaolong's divine thoughts were partially cut off by Ling Xiaopeng, although this couldn't cause any substantial damage to Huang Xiaolong, but he still felt a little tired and a little haggard after all. It takes a few days to warm up the spirit before the consumed divine thoughts can be replenished.

"yes, Xiaolong, what's wrong with you?"

On the big bed, the wives turned over and got up one after another, looking at Huang Xiaolong with concern and love on their faces.

"Oh, it's not you yet, you exhausted me last night. Huang Xiaolong grinned.

"Little Dragon... Are you sick? In the past, you didn't feel tired, and your energy was more vigorous than a dragon. Ma Chuxia shook his head in disbelief.

Huang Xiaolong laughed dumbly, then deliberately put on a straight face and said mischievously, "Do you want me to tell the truth?" Okay, then I'll tell you, I've caused a big disaster-"

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