"Bastard!"

As soon as they heard that the other party was going to challenge the entire sect with the strength of one person, the disciples of the Ling Jian Sect all showed anger on their faces, and the second elder, who had been standing silently beside Xiang Xuzi, couldn't help but shout,

"You demon who doesn't even dare to show your face, and you dare to shout in front of the battle, I really can't be bullied by the people of Ling Jianmen!"

"Demons?!"

The masked stranger's voice suddenly deepened, and two cold lights shot out from the cold eyes under the mask, staring at the second elder deadly, and said ruthlessly, "These are these two words that I hate the most in my life!"

As soon as the words fell, the right hand of the masked Daoist slammed into his chest, and five cold rays of different thicknesses suddenly shot out from his fingers, like five crossbow arrows, and slammed straight towards the second elder's body!

"Whew!"

The cold light pierced the air and made a piercing and sharp sound, and some of the disciples who were close could not bear it, and they covered their ears with their hands, showing a look of pain on their faces.

The second elder's pupils shrank, and he never expected that the other party would say that he would make a move.

However, after all, he is also the second elder of Ling Jianmen, and his swordsmanship is naturally proficient, and if he makes a slight mistake in his steps, he will dodge out as soon as he tilts his body.

It was too late to say that it was too fast, and at the moment when the second elder was about to avoid the five cold rays, for some reason, the second elder actually made a ghost, and looked at the eyes of the masked Taoist like an evil spirit!

The next moment, the second elder gasped violently, and the whole person seemed to be nailed to the spot, unable to move at all.

I saw that the black pupils of the masked stranger turned dark green and slender, and the white eyeballs faded into a yellow color.

"Youkai!"

The second elder shouted loudly, with incomparable horror in his voice, he had lived for most of his life, how could he have seen such a strange thing!

However, before the second elder finished speaking, a few dull voices broke through the air, and before the second elder could react, he felt a pain in his chest, and the next moment Xiang Xuzi's voice roared angrily,

The second elder slowly lowered his head and looked at his body in disbelief, only to see five blood holes appear in his chest.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the second elder's mouth, only to see that his knees weakened, and the whole person fell straight down.

"Dick!"

The green tendons on Xiang Xuzi's forehead burst out, and his right foot slammed to the ground, and the whole person rushed to the side of the second elder like an arrow.

Blood gushed out from the mouth of the second elder, and the second elder grabbed Xiang Xuzi's clothes tightly, pointed at the masked stranger, and said tremblingly, "Big brother, be careful of his ...... His eyes!"

Xiang Xuozi pressed the wound on the second elder's body and said hurriedly, "Don't speak, I'll let the disciple take you down to heal." ”

As he spoke, several disciples rushed up, quickly tore off their clothes, hastily bandaged the wounds of the second elder, and hurriedly carried the second elder behind him.

"Tut-tut, they are all people who are going to die anyway, what's the point of living one more moment and living one less moment?" The mask monster sneered, his right hand was retracted again, and everyone only heard the piercing sharp sound sound sound again, and five cold rays flew through the air again, following the movements of the mask Taoist, and stopped steadily in front of him.

Only then did everyone see that the five rays of light with different thicknesses, slenderness, and lengths were nothing else, but five flying swords!

"Immortal cultivator?!"

The sound of gasping and exclamation came from the mouths of the disciples of the Crazy Sword Sect and the Ling Sword Sect, and everyone looked at the five flying swords floating in the air in surprise, and their faces showed shocked expressions.

It's no wonder that the Qingyang Dao people have always been so polite to that masked stranger, but they didn't expect that the other party turned out to be an immortal cultivator!

Many disciples of the Crazy Sword Sect suddenly broke out in a cold sweat behind their backs!

They had been suspicious of the masked freak before, and they had a bit of a whisper in their words. At this moment, after seeing the ability of the Mask Daoist, the disciples of the Crazy Sword Sect secretly made up their minds in their hearts, they must serve this master well in the future, and they can't be easily offended.

Seeing this, Xiang Xuzi's heart sank even more.

No wonder Qingyang Daoist was so arrogant and careless this time, but it turned out that he actually found an immortal cultivator as a helper!

Just as the crowd was boiling and exclaiming, Zhao An's pupils were full of essence, and he exhaled softly.

"It's okay, you can deal with it. ”

Although the masked monster used a flying sword, the flying sword was chaotic and uneven in quality, and at first glance it was an extremely inferior spiritual weapon, and its cultivation was much lower than his own mana.

But despite this, Zhao An still didn't dare to be careless, focusing on the eyes of the masked stranger, and he was careful in his heart.

In the years of Yunhai Sect, he has comprehended one of the deepest truths, that is, don't look down on anyone easily, because you won't know what kind of killer features are behind everyone.

Not to mention anything else, just talking about the low-level monks killing the high-level monks, Zhao An himself has done a lot, although he relies on luck, but more of the various magic weapons in his hands, as well as the power of his eyes.

Therefore, after hearing the words of the second elder, Zhao An immediately focused his attention on the eyes of the masked stranger, although the other party's speed of change was extremely fast, Zhao An still saw the other party's demonized eyes for a moment.

Seeing that the first battle had been won, the Qingyang Dao people stroked their beards with their right hands and laughed, "Xiang Xuzi, you Ling Jianmen has been established for more than 100 years, and you have always boasted of your swordsmanship, how do you feel when you see the power of this flying sword today?"

"Qingyang! How many disciples have you killed me! Now I don't know where to get such a demon, pretending to be a ghost to hurt my second brother, and there is a kind of fight to the death with me!"

A figure suddenly flew out from Ling Jianmen's side, jumped to the middle of the field at a gallop, pointed at the masked monster and scolded bitterly, with a face full of grief, it was Ling Jianmen's third uncle Xu Shu.

"Come back!"

Before Xu Shu could make a move, Xiang Xuzi shouted violently, not caring about the identity of the head of the faction, and dragged Xu Shu back.

"Master, what do you mean!"

Xu Shu's eyes were red, he was ready to do his best, but he didn't want to be stopped before he could make a move, and under the backsurge of blood and qi, the whole person roared.

"You forgot! Our purpose is to delay time and wait for the Immortal Sect to send someone to rescue us, not to go up one by one to send them to death! The second child has been seriously injured, and I can't let anyone have an accident again!"

Xiang Xuzi's eyes were bloodshot, his voice was a little hoarse, and he endured grief and spoke.

This time the sect has changed greatly, with countless casualties, no matter how sad he is in his heart, he still has to stay calm and wait for rescue.

"Tut-tut, it seems that you guys have a good relationship. ”

A cold light flashed in the masked monster's eyes, and he sneered, "Since you are so reluctant to those disciples and junior disciples, then I will send you down to accompany him!"

After that, the right hand of the Mask Daoist turned into a cloud and held it in front of his chest, and between the palms closed, a three-foot-long green snake appeared at some point and coiled in the palm of the Mask Daoist.

I saw that the fire snake was emerald green all over, with its tail coiled in the palm of the strange man, holding its head high, and spitting green letters from time to time, looking quite agile and lively.

"Snake, what did he do when he turned into a snake?"

Some of the Ling Jian Sect disciples were stunned in their hearts, the flying sword of the masked monster before really brought a lot of shock to their hearts, but who knew that just when they were holding their breath and preparing to meet the mask freak's move, the other party actually just conjured a small snake?

At this moment, it was not only the disciples of the Ling Sword Sect who were stunned, but even the disciples of the Crazy Sword Sect were confused, not knowing what tricks this masked monster was going to do.

Qingyang Daoist took everyone's reaction in his eyes, and showed a look of watching a good show on his face.

Seeing such an attitude of Qingyang Daoist, Xiang Xuzi suddenly became vigilant in his heart, and stared at the little snake in the other party's hand without blinking, for fear that the other party would suddenly make a move.

"Not good!"

Zhao Anxin slammed a "pop", and a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes when he looked at the masked stranger.

"It's not a snake at all, it's an evil fire. ”

Although the little snake was extremely agile and looked no different from an ordinary snake to the naked eye, under the detection of Zhao An's divine sense, he could clearly see that the snake was not a living creature at all, but a fire snake composed of a green flame.

He has been in the Yunhai Sect for several years, and he has seen many disciples who are powerful in using fire control techniques, but the fire snake turned into by others only has a rough outline, and it will not be as agile as this masked strange man condensed.

But what made Zhao An jealous was that although the evil fire looked small, there was an inexplicable cold and cold meaning oozing out of it, which made people feel creepy and shudder at a glance.

Subconsciously, two words suddenly appeared in Zhao An's mind, "Evil cultivation!"

Different from the Great Five Elements Technique and the Reversal Five Elements Technique of the Righteous Path of the Immortal Sect, in order to shorten the cultivation time and pursue higher strength, some evil cultivators will dig out their minds to ponder some side ways and practice evil techniques.

Although this evil magic is extremely powerful, the method of cultivation is extremely vicious, not at all by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and taking pills to cultivate, but more to rob others of the essence of spiritual power, and even the life of the soul to cultivate, but also to disembowel, take baby alchemy and other things, it is even more common, especially despised by the Immortal Sect.

Therefore, since ancient times, every time an evil cultivator comes out, as long as it is an immortal sect, it is obliged to kill it to avoid harming mortals.

Zhao An frowned, no matter what, he didn't expect that he would encounter an evil cultivator here, and now that he came, even if it wasn't for Ling Jianmen, he would have to kill the other party.

And just as Zhao An'an's thoughts were fluctuating, everyone in Ling Jianmen stared at the evil fire, their faces were horrified, and they all stepped back and didn't dare to approach, looking at the eyes of the masked stranger, with deep jealousy.

After the green fiery snake condensed itself, it coiled its body and wrapped its head around the index finger of the masked monster, spitting out letters from time to time. The masked freak stretched out his left hand and touched it lightly on the little snake, showing a hint of obsession in his eyes, and spoke softly in a hoarse and excited voice,

"This fire has never been used since it was refined by itself, and today it is just right to use you as a sacrifice!"