The group standing on the top of the temple looked at Le Yisheng in shock on the ground.

His hair was disheveled, like a hungry wolf, and his eyes were glowing red, and blood was all over the ground, staining the temple.

The monks in the temple hid in the room and shivered, they were just monks, although they had practiced some martial arts, but they were far from the cultivation world, they usually just knew that there was such a concept as a cultivator, when they had seen this kind of battle, they were all so frightened that they hugged a ball and shrank in the quilt.

The little monk of the round sky panicked when he saw Le Yisheng falling from the sky, threw away the broom and went straight to Le Yisheng.

"Second Senior Brother!" Yuankong saw that his mouth was full of blood, and his body couldn't even stand up.

The young Taoist priest in the rear was stunned and muttered to himself: "I'll go, this ...... Is the Southern Regions Shaojun so vulnerable? Xia Nianhua is really so strong. ”

The girl in the student costume was also stunned, and then she showed distress on her face, and also trotted to Le Yisheng's side to look at him, tears falling.

"Le Yisheng, you ......"

Le Yisheng didn't know this girl, he was a little confused now, and that sword qi wouldn't have made him so miserable, but when he drew the seal, he suddenly felt weak and weak, and then he was knocked down.

He has serious internal injuries, in fact, even if he is intact, he is not Xia Nianhua's opponent at all, and it can even be said that he is several levels worse, so he can't fight against him with such serious internal injuries.

His eyes glowed purple, enveloping his body and regaining some strength.

Yuankong looked at him worriedly, his palm gently covering the wound in his abdomen, and the slightest Buddha light appeared, slowly repairing his injury.

The people on the top of the temple were muttering with strange expressions, discussing the vulnerable Le Yisheng.

Le Yisheng was helped to sit up by Yuankong, his face became more and more pale, he turned to the girl who was standing and crying on the side and asked weakly, "Who are you?"

The student girl stopped her tears, calmed her emotions, and squatted down to help Le Yisheng.

"My name is Luo Dingdang, and I'm your classmate...... Don't you remember me?"

Le Yisheng shook his head, he really didn't care who his classmates were, or that there were very few people and things that could make him care, it was normal for him not to remember Luo Dingdang, and he couldn't even remember any of his classmates, because he hadn't been in contact at all.

Le Yisheng reminded her out of some regret that he couldn't remember her: "You go quickly, it's too dangerous here, this person above is moody and murderous, maybe he will kill anyone, it's really not safe for you to stay here, let's go." ”

Luo Ding wiped his tears with emotion, "Wow~, Le Yisheng, you are so warm, why are you so good, and reminded me that you want me to leave, do you like me, I like you so much, I like you more!"

？？？

Everyone has a black line on their faces, where is the comic comparison? This is everyone can see that people are only reminded out of politeness, how can you talk about whether you like it or not, your brain is too much!

Le Yisheng almost squirted out a mouthful of old blood again, he gently broke free of Luo Dingdang's hand, and no longer paid attention to this second-class girl.

He stood up with difficulty, his face expressionless, staring at Xia Nianhua who was fighting against Monk Jingming in the sky like a killer.

Xia Nianhua was as wild as ever, his shot was as fast as the wind, as fast as lightning, wrapped in the momentum of thunder, and every punch scattered the streamers in the sky, which was extremely domineering.

The old monk Jingming only has the power to parry, although it seems that the fight is intractable, but Jingming has actually used all his strength, he has to accurately dodge Xia Nianhua's fist style, and deliberately protect the Lingshan Temple below causing him to move very little.

The old monk Jingming's face was light, but the sweat still betrayed his condition.

Le Yisheng suddenly stopped and shook his head, screamed strangely, and slashed with a sword in his left hand, rolling up a huge wind.

The old monk Jingming was finally shocked: "This is! This is the lost Gangyue swordsmanship!"

The old monk Jingming had never seen this kind of swordsmanship, he had only seen it in the classics, but he didn't expect that there would be others, he was at a loss, so he could only sacrifice his ten percent strength to resist the Buddha seal.

Jian Gang collided with the Buddha seal, the wind and clouds changed color, a loud bang exploded in the sky, the black clouds collapsed, the thunder retreated, and the heavy rain suddenly disappeared, and the giant gang really shattered the Buddha seal and hit the old monk's shoulder.

The old monk reacted quickly, and quickly picked up the Buddha bead seal to barely block the qi, but his shoulder had been hit hard, and he hung down weakly, and the meridians on his arm were also destroyed.

Xia Nianhua snorted and panted, and his face as a young man who hadn't changed for twenty years was also full of exhaustion, and the old monk Jingming was able to force him to be like this, and he used the mastery at the bottom of the box.

The old monk Jingming had an uncomfortable expression on his face and held his right shoulder.

"Lord Xia Shi is worthy of being a master who has never been defeated in the Southern Regions, the old man has exhausted all means but is still easily defeated by you, it seems that this temple is going to suffer a catastrophe today. ”

Xia Nianhua roared wildly, cutting through the sky, he laughed and helped the crown on his head, "Old monk, although this king is very conceited, but this king also has self-knowledge, in this king's life, your strength may be able to enter the top five, and the king who beat is also exhausted, the injuries that were pressed down by the secret method two days ago will be beaten, old monk, you are really powerful!"

The old monk Jingming shook his head, "Lord Xia Shi has already defeated the poor monk, and the poor monk is powerless to stop you......"

Xia Nianhua laughed again, and the smugness on his face was clearly visible and undisguised.

"This king just said that as long as there are two people, if you don't give it, you will kill it, old monk, you are doing your own evil, now you lose, not only you have to die, everyone in your temple has to die!"

After speaking, Xia Nianhua kicked towards the disciple's room in the temple.

With a bang, the house instantly turned into a ruin, and dozens of little monks all died in it, and without even screaming, the innocent died.

The disciples are gone, and Lin San Temple no longer exists......

That kick was very close to the crowd who came to see the excitement, so frightened that everyone was silent, and they didn't dare to speak again, for fear that Xia Nianhua would give them a kick.

The young Taoist priest saw that the situation was wrong, and he didn't know where to flee for a long time.

Xia Nianhua roared at the group of cultivators below who had not yet left: "Get out of here!

The people below were scattered, and a few people with poor strength were killed by Xia Nianhua in an instant before they left within three breaths, and at this moment he was like a murderous demon.

There are only the little monks left in this Lingshan Temple, Le Yisheng and Luo Dingdang, who are as quiet as a cicada, and then there are Yu and Professor Xu who can't hide, although Jingming is fine, but he has no strength to fight.

Nine deaths, or ten deaths.

The clouds were shrouded, the sky was clear, the sun was shining on the earth again, and a rainbow light flew across the sky, as if something big was faintly happening.

Abbot Jingming's face showed sadness, and he kept thinking about the dead monk's soul, and Yuankong also sat cross-legged, and spent time together with these senior brothers who had lived together for two years, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Thinking of the happy life in the temple in the past two years, the voice and smile of the senior brother, and the life that was still fresh just now, is fleeting.

The fat senior brother who loves to steal food, and the thin senior brother who always makes fun of him, before Xia Nianhua came, he said that he would take him to the bottom of the mountain to meet his old lady before he became a monk.

It's all gone now......

Le Yisheng couldn't hold back his facial paralysis at the moment, the corners of his eyes were a little crystalline, he and these monks were also friends, but they were all killed by unjustified disasters.

Xia Nianhua is still laughing, he is still going crazy, he is presumptuous and arrogant like a high winner.

Le Yisheng clenched his fists, he must kill him!

Suddenly.

There was a sound of guqin in the distance, with the momentum of a mountain, and the rushing of the big waves.

Under the sun, a man in green clothes with bunched hair in his thirties sat cross-legged above the clouds, a guqin pressed on his legs, his fingers flew and beat the guqin, and the fairy notes gently floated with the wind in the clouds, filling the whole heaven and earth.

The sound is magnificent.

Le Yisheng didn't see who it was, but he knew who it was.

Abbot Jingming's face also relaxed.

His eldest apprentice has arrived.

Le Yisheng calmed down again and returned to his usual facial paralysis, and those who knew him well knew that he was relaxed because his senior brother had arrived!

Xia Nianhua doesn't feel good, he is also exhausted now, and he has been suppressing the injuries in his body, if there is another master, he will definitely not be able to beat.

"Who are you?" asked Xia Nianhua.

The man in the clouds stopped the sound of the piano, his expression as flat as water.

"Under the Xia Jingming seat, the eldest disciple, Qi Tianxie. ”

Qi Tianxie!

Legend of the Northern Regions, the master of the Xianyin Gate, ranked third among the top ten masters of the Northern Regions, known for his decisiveness in killing, distinguishing between right and wrong, his most outstanding is a guqin called Shang Xie in his hand, he has never shot since the completion of the guqin, and there have been few defeats before.

Qi Tianxie's growth is like an inspirational masterpiece, he was born in an ancient cultivation family, but he has no cultivation talent, he has been bullied since he was a child, he has no status in this strong family, he has suffered humiliation, because his parents offended people, he was deliberately targeted, and he didn't even have the right to choose ordinary people.

At the age of fourteen, when he lost his soul, he passed by a mortal piano shop, heard the sound of the guqin coming from inside, and immediately fell into obsession, loved it very much, rushed in to see what made such a beautiful sound, saw that it was the guqin, and had a bold idea in his heart.

Later, he practiced the guqin hard, and at the age of eighteen, he founded the method of guqin immortal sound, and the road of cultivation rose upward, overcoming obstacles and obstacles, and survived ten years of hardships and obstacles, and shocked the entire cultivation world, and established the Xianyin Gate when he was famous in the world at the age of thirty.

Since then, the Xianyin Sect has become a super strong sect in the new era of the Northern Regions, with countless disciples and geniuses, and no one can cover its edge for a while, and it has continued to the present, standing at the top of the sect in the entire cultivation world.

Now that this legend has appeared here, no one would have thought that Qi Tianxie would actually be the disciple of the old monk Jingming, the senior brother of Le Yisheng!

Xia Nianhua suddenly felt bad, of course he didn't know who Qi Tianxie was, he knew that this was a master, and he was a master of masters, and his current state was definitely not an opponent.

"Qi Tianxie, do you want to go against this king?" Xia Nianhua was as arrogant as ever.

A man suddenly rushed out from below, and it was rain.

She had been dragging Professor Xu to hide for a long time, and now she couldn't hide anymore, because of the unprecedented damage they had suffered, the monks were all killed by Xia Nianhua, only Jingming and Yuankong were left, how could the rain still hide in such a situation? Her conscience was already burdened, so she couldn't hide.

"Xia Nianhua!! you demon!" Yu dragged Professor Xu to Le Yisheng's side and shouted at Xia Nianhua in the air.

Xia Nianhua looked at the people below with a wicked smile and didn't answer.

Suddenly, Xia Nianhua moved, and he grabbed Yu and Le Yisheng with one hand, wanting to take them away.

"Smack!"

Xia Nianhua was slapped on the back by a piano sound and fell straight to the ground.

Qi Tianxie held the qin, stepped down with both feet, and landed in front of Le Yisheng, looking at Xia Nianhua in front of him with a flat expression.

"Xia Nianhua, let's ambush. ”

Le Yisheng covered the wound in his abdomen and stared at Xia Nianhua on the ground, and the old monk Jingming also fell gently, looking at the ruins and sighing.

Xia Nianhua roared angrily, he was a peerless king, how could he be afraid, he stood straight with both hands, the dragon robe on his body was a little dirty, the crown was a little crooked, and the blow just now made him so embarrassed.

Luo Ding hid behind Le Yisheng, tightly pulled Le Yisheng's sleeve, afraid to speak, Yuankong walked to Jingming's side and looked at the ruins from afar, Professor Xu was still in a coma and refused to wake up, Yu and Le Yisheng stood side by side with solemn faces, and in front of them was Qi Tianxie to shelter them from the wind and rain.

Qi Tianxie held the piano, stroked the strings with his right hand, and slowly played a song of ambush on all sides, the surrounding air flowed in the same direction, and the sound of the piano rushed towards Xia Nianhua like substance.

Xia Nianhua sneered.

Believing that he was invincible, he drew his sword, the sword was tasseled, and the sword was shocked, and the contest with the qin tone was evenly matched.

"Poof"

Xia Nianhua's body weakened, his sword fell to the ground, and he felt that the injuries from the previous two days began to reverse, and he couldn't stop it anymore.

Qin Yin still penetrated the sword qi, drawing blood holes on Xia Nianhua's body, and the dragon robe became tattered.

Le Yisheng took a step forward and said, "Xia Nianhua, what is the point of you killing so many people?"

His voice was hoarse and weak.

Xia Nianhua smiled at him mockingly, "Le Yisheng, everyone has their own way, my way is to kill, you are the same way of killing as me, why do you still want to suppress yourself, you don't want to kill?" As far as I know, almost all the people you have killed can be counted in the palm of one hand, you ask me why I kill, hahaha, you might as well ask yourself why you don't kill, a killing enlightened person actually doesn't like to kill, it's really funny." ”

Le Yisheng pursed his lips, and he said loudly: "I kill for righteousness and for a clear conscience, this is the way to kill, and Xia Nianhua, you are indiscriminate and kill people at will, even these unrelated monks, you have to kill, this is clearly the devil!"

Xia Nianhua sneered again and did not answer.

He looked at Qi Tianxie again, "Sect Master Qi really lives up to his reputation, even if I am in my heyday, I am not 100% sure that I can kill you, it is indeed powerful, but ......"

Xia Nianhua laughed again.

He looked at Le Yisheng, "Have you forgotten how I escaped, no one can kill me......"

Le Yisheng's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly shouted at Qi Tianxie: "Senior brother, Xia Nianhua is going to escape, you kill him quickly!"

Qi Tianxie also felt that something was wrong, so he quickly made a move.

The air fluctuated slightly, and Xia Nianhua disappeared out of thin air......

Le Yisheng roared angrily, and his injuries were a little more serious, covering his abdomen: "Xia Nianhua!!"

Qi Tianxie's plain face also became incredible.

He seemed to think of something, and lightly dropped three words.

"Ancient Cultivation!"