The murderous voice came out of the mouth of the purple-robed old man, and in an instant, the temperature in the courtyard dropped suddenly, like snow flying all over the sky, cold to the bone marrow.

Ye Xuan's heart was extremely jealous, he didn't have two ways that this Lotus Gang leader of the Bloody Clothes Gang would find such a powerful helper.

From the conversation they had just had, it should have reached some kind of agreement, and the purple-robed old man of the Xuan Realm agreed to arrest him.

Judging from the ugly and painful look on the face of the Lotus Gang Leader, it was obvious that she had paid a great price, but as long as she could capture or kill Ye Xuan, in her opinion, the price was worth it.

Although the other party is a whole realm higher than him, Ye Xuan is very jealous, but he is not afraid.

Maybe he can't win against this purple-robed old man in the Xuan Realm for the time being, but if the other party thinks that he can handle himself as casually as a soft persimmon, then he doesn't mind leaving a deep blood-like imprint on the other party.

Seeing that Ye Xuan's whole body was extremely vigilant, Elder Yan's eyes had a cat-and-mouse banter, and he looked at Ye Xuan quite playfully, his face full of sarcasm.

Elder Yan shook his head with some sneer, although Ye Xuan's ability to defeat the Blood Shadow Tiger comparable to the Ninth Rank Spirit Realm with his strength in the Four-Rank Spirit Realm made him feel quite shocked, but that was all.

The gap between the Spirit Realm and the Transformation Realm is not something that can be made up by surpassing a few small levels of combat power, and those who have not been to the Transformation Realm may only have a half-understanding of the gap between them and the gap that is like a heavenly trench.

But the old man in the purple robe was able to clearly understand the huge gap.

A person who has transformed into a Xuan Realm, even if he is only a first-grade Xuan Realm, can still easily defeat three or four people in the Nine Rank Spirit Xuan Realm, and the huge gap in this realm is not something that ordinary people can easily make up.

But he forgot one thing, Ye Xuan is not an ordinary ordinary person.

Having cultivated the top-notch Xuangong of Liuli Duel and possessing the rare peerless Divine Weapon Sky Devouring Sword Tip, although it is only incomplete, it is still not within the reach of those ordinary Spirit Mystery Realms.

Maybe this purple-robed old man in the Xuan Realm was wrong in his first thoughts, right?

The purple-robed old man walked out step by step, every time he took a step, Ye Xuan felt that the latter's heavy oppressive force increased by one point, and after walking more than ten steps in a row, the momentum accumulated on the purple-robed old man had reached a peak.

Ye Xuan's complexion also changed suddenly under the heavy pressure of the pressure of the mountain, and fine cold sweat continued to float from his forehead, and then ran down his cheeks, dripping onto the hard ground and shattering into beads.

At the moment when a cold sweat was about to fall, Ye Xuan's figure moved suddenly, and the dragon walked out in an instant, and his figure was suddenly erratic, unpredictable, weird and mysterious, like a dragon swimming in an instant.

The eyes on the wrinkled cheeks of the purple-robed old man suddenly lit up, obviously he also saw the mystery of Ye Xuan's body technique, and immediately licked his lips with his tongue, his eyes were full of fiery and rich greed, he fell in love with Ye Xuan's body technique.

The opponent's strength is far above him, so he can only choose to strike first in order to fight for a chance of victory.

The purple-robed old man looked at Ye Xuan, who was quickly rushing towards him, and couldn't help but show a look of ridicule in his eyes, although Ye Xuan's body style was strange and mysterious, but his own strength was still too low, and there was no way to completely display Long Youbu.

If he was now in the seventh-rank or eighth-grade Spiritual Mystery Realm, the purple-robed old man might have quite a headache, but that was only if...

The Xuan Qi in the purple-robed old man's body also began to surge, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he suddenly turned sideways, and a fist mixed with fierce energy flew out against his face.

Ye Xuan was shocked in his heart, this purple-robed old man had such an amazing reaction speed, such a strange attack was difficult for even an ordinary person in the Nine Rank Spirit Realm to detect at the first time, it was worthy of the Transformation Realm, and his strength was really extremely strong.

One blow missed, Ye Xuan didn't have a decadent expression, if the old man in the purple robe was hit by him so easily, then it was too much to underestimate the people in the Xuan Realm.

Ye Xuan quickly withdrew his fist, but the purple-robed old man suddenly smiled at him playfully, "Since the little brother made a move on me, then in order to show sincerity, I should also be courteous." ”

Elder Yan suddenly turned around sharply, and smashed directly at Ye Xuan's chest, feeling the sharp and abnormal fist wind, Ye Xuan's complexion changed greatly, and he hurriedly withdrew his hand to defend himself, and crossed his hands to block in front of his chest.

Elder Yan's vigorous fist smashed on Ye Xuan's two crossed arms, Ye Xuan's complexion changed drastically, the force carried on it was unexpectedly amazing, and the crossed arms couldn't be blocked and were directly blasted into the chest.

A dull voice sounded, and Ye Xuan suddenly felt a surge of blood in his body, and a sweetness surged in his throat, but he swallowed it back. Elder Yan snorted disdainfully, and as soon as his arm was sent forward, Ye Xuan flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string, his face pale.

Bang!

Ye Xuan's body fell on the hard ground in embarrassment, his throat could no longer suppress the sweetness, and with a snort, a mouthful of bright red hot blood sprayed out, and Ye Xuan's already pale face became more and more pale.

Bingbing, who was not far away, saw that Ye Xuan was actually vomiting blood and injured under the blow of the purple-robed old man, his pretty face also changed, and he didn't care about his body that had just regained some strength, holding a little wooden platform on his toes, and his body fell towards Ye Xuan's side as lightly and elegantly as flying catkins.

As soon as he landed, he hurriedly helped Ye Xuan, who had fallen to the ground, his pretty face was full of worry and concern, "How are you?"

Ye Xuan was helped up by Bingbing, and coughed lightly a few times again, and then waved his hand at her, "Don't get in the way, this person's strength is too strong, if you fight him head-on, I don't estimate that you will not be able to go out of twenty rounds." Wiping away a blood line from the corner of his mouth, Ye Xuan said to Bingbing with a solemn face.

Bingbing saw his miserable appearance, her beautiful eyes were also slightly red, and her snow-white little hand hurriedly touched Hao's wrist, and she was immediately shocked, it turned out that her Qiankun bracelet had been taken away by the Lotus Gang Master when she fainted.

But there is a strong prohibition on it, and the Lotus Gang Master can't open it, and it was laid down by her Aunt Qing herself.

The idea of wanting to give Ye Xuan the pill was frustrated, Bingbing put down Nuan Nuan and stood side by side with Ye Xuan, looking like he wanted to fight side by side with Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan frowned slightly, and said with some blame, "Your current physical strength and Xuan Qi have not recovered, hurry up behind me, just leave it to me here." ”

But Bingbing rejected him with a stubborn face, "I don't, I'm going to be with you!"

Looking at Bingbing, who was wearing an ice-blue long dress and ice-blue long hair fluttering freely in the night sky, there was an amazing determination on her delicate face, and Ye Xuan's eyes seemed to have a smile.

He immediately waved his hand at her and said, "Okay, but I can only take the lead, and you will assist me in the back." ”

Seeing that Ye Xuan also agreed to fight side by side with him, Bingbing's somewhat pale face also bloomed with a bright smile, just like the snow lotus on the Tianshan Mountain that bloomed proudly in the wind and snow, and the snow lotus light pattern on her forehead also had a streamer flickering, mysterious and mysterious.

Ye Xuan's palm flipped over, the sky-piercing bow appeared, the palm of the hand was pulled on the bowstring until it was full, and the three thick sky-piercing arrows slowly condensed out, and the arrows reflected the cold light under the illumination of the flames, facing the purple-robed old man, ready to launch it.

Bingbing on the side was taken away by the Lotus Gang Master because the Qiankun bracelet and the ice-blue long sword were taken away, so she couldn't perform the sword-related mysticism, a pair of soft and boneless snow-white hands quickly wandered in the void, and in the blink of an eye, a colorful feather suddenly emerged.

Although there were no fluctuations emanating from it, Ye Xuan's face couldn't help but change with the perception of soul power, and the colored feathers contained an aura that made him feel dangerous.

The purple-robed old man saw that the two of them were preparing for an occult attack, but he didn't stop it, but instead let the two of them brew all the occult arts.

The old man's face in the purple robe had always been a look of pride and confidence, as if the attacks of Ye Xuan and the others might be like a mirror in his eyes, and the mystic art that wiped them out with a single gesture was raised.

The purple-robed old man hooked his fingers at the two of them, and said in a proud and contemptuous tone.

"Come on!"