"Who is it?"

The monk of the clear sky almost went crazy, knelt at the bottom of the pit, held the bones of a lamp mage, raised his head, and roared angrily at the hole above his head. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Under the moonlight, the hideous and distorted face of the old monk in the clear sky could be clearly seen.

After the senior brother Heyangzi in the corner saw it, the two looked at each other, tacitly laughed, because they were too excited, they couldn't help but "Wow!" and coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood.

The villa is really extraordinary, even the Buddhist monk who has achieved the fruit in the White Bone Realm is not an opponent, he has not lived up to the expectations of our senior brothers, and it is not in vain that we have persevered until now with injuries, if it weren't for the super confidence in Liu Yiming, their brothers would have run away a long time ago.

The wild laughter of the two completely angered the old monk at the bottom of the pit, the old monk's face turned purple, and the green tendons on his bright head thumped, and he roared,

"Dog thief, the poor monk will send you to Abi Hell now....."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a loud muffled sound of a "hole" overhead, and the entire roof collapsed, and the masonry tiles and wooden beams fell one after another, and the dust was flying.

Everyone hurriedly held their heads with their hands, protected the vital parts to dodge, and the scene was a mess.

When the smoke cleared and everything calmed down, the overhead suddenly opened up, and the moonlight was dappled and flickered, and sprinkled like water.

Only the surrounding walls of the gym remained, and the scene was in shambles.

Everyone shook off the dust and sawdust on their bodies in a panic, wiped the dirt off their faces, looked up at the sky, and "hissed" with the sound of gasping cold air.

Everyone froze, looking at the top of their heads in disbelief,

Under the moonlight, a man and a bird are suspended in the night sky, like gods.

The wings of the giant bird are ten meters long, and under the undulating fanning of the wings, the gusts of wind blow in the face, making people a little unable to open their eyes, and the moonlight leaves light and dark colors on everyone's shocked faces.

Liu Yiming stood quietly on the back of the little phoenix in loose white practice clothes, looking down at them with a pair of eyes without joy or sorrow, looking at this group of so-called cultivators who could not escape from the world in the real world.

The faces were shocked and solidified, and their eyes widened and their shocks were full of shock. Standing on the spot, except for the flashing sound of the little phoenix's wings, everyone else almost forgot to breathe and didn't dare to move.

"Here comes the sword!"

The eyes of Heyangzi below suddenly lit up, and just as he was about to throw the black sword in his hand, the sword had an uncontrollable "whoosh" and fell into Liu Yiming's palm.

"You killed my uncle?"

The old monk in the clear space at the bottom of the pit put down the bones of a lamp mage, jumped out with a "Teng", picked up the Zen staff and black round shield on the ground, his face was full of grief and indignation, and he raised the Zen staff and yelled at Liu Yiming: "Boy, did you kill my uncle?"

Mrs. Yuehua also tended to be beside the old monk in the clear space, holding a three-foot Qingfeng, staring fiercely at the person and bird in the sky.

I was amazed that Liu Yiming knew how to control beasts at such a young age, and it was unbelievable that he could control such a huge bird!

But now the death of the First Light Grand Master has angered the two of them, and at this moment, they don't think about what sect Liu Yiming comes from or what his strength is, he just thinks about revenge!

Liu Yiming, who was standing on the back of the bird, didn't seem to hear his questioning, raised the black sword in his hand by himself, and sighed lightly,

"Reversing the world, forcibly seizing yin and yang, the vicissitudes of life are hundreds of years..."

No one understood what he was saying, but he sensed a desolate aura emanating from Liu Yiming's body, which made people's hearts palpitate.

Liu Yiming finished talking to himself, he didn't look at the old monk who was shouting below, he slashed it with a sword, and shouted softly: "Kill the dragon!"

As soon as the voice fell, I heard a sharp and piercing sound of "stabbing la" breaking the air.

A bright silk thread swooped down horizontally, and the air along the way was cut by this sword qi and made a whistling sound, which showed the great power.

"Ah!" Seeing this, the old monk of the clear sky was shocked and inexplicable, and poured his life's strength into the black round shield.

There was a slight "poof" sound, and the bright silk thread quickly passed through the bodies of the two of them, and plunged into the floor.

The sound of "bang" was like a dragon sinking into the ground, splashing dust, and rolling waves swelled on the ground.

Everyone was so frightened that they didn't dare to move, they didn't dare to make the slightest sound, and they curled up and stood still watching this scene.

The monk still had a shocked look on his face, slowly lowered his head, looked at his chest, and a blood line suddenly appeared.

Unwilling to mutter: "What a fast sword!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a "bang", the black round shield in front of it and the body split into two halves, falling weakly, jumping, tumbling, blood began to shoot out at this moment, and the air was suddenly filled with a strong smell of blood.

The Yuehua Shitai in the back didn't say a word, she also had a shocked face, and her body was divided into two, and she fell to the ground weakly.

The scene was silent, and the people below were like clay statues, completely losing the ability to think and move.

stared blankly at the two of them broken in two, their throats squirming, their eyes widened, their bodies tingling, and their teeth trembling.

After everything settled, Liu Yiming looked at them, there was no trace of emotion in his eyes, and with a "swish", the black sword flew towards Heyangzi like a streamer.

Tsuruyoko's face was flushed with excitement, and the injuries on her body were too excited, but now she didn't feel any pain at all. Seeing this, he hurriedly approached, caught the black sword with both hands, and his expression was extremely respectful.

Liu Yiming sighed lightly and said, "You can't break this black polar crystal, it's not because of your sword qi, it's because your true qi is impure!"

Heyangzi's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he respectfully bowed to the head with his junior brother, and bowed to him: "Thank you for the master's advice!"

At this moment, the two brothers no longer dare to argue with Liu Yiming's peers, this person's cultivation and spells have far exceeded their imagination, even the ancestor is nothing more than that!

Therefore, in the face of Liu Yiming, a young man in his twenties, it is not difficult for them to call a master, and the more they know, the more terrifying they feel about Liu Yiming's strength!

"Dare to ask the master, how do you deal with these people?"

Liu Yiming looked at the messy Immortal Daoist Hall indifferently, and said lightly and emotionlessly: "Kill it!"

Senior Brother Heyang couldn't help but tremble, his heart shook, under Liu Yiming's coercion, he couldn't think of other thoughts at all, and he bent down and said respectfully: "Yes!"

The rest of the people, monks and laymen, listened to their conversation blankly, and did not react at all, looking at the senior brother Heyangzi and the person and the bird above their heads in a daze.

Heyangzi grinned at the three disciples of the Golden Dou Sect who were close to him, waved his hand lightly, and with a "stab" sound, an invisible sword qi emitted.

The Xuanyuzi of the Golden Dou Gate only reacted at this moment, and exclaimed at the disciples under the door: "Get out of the way!"

Before there was time, there were three muffled sounds, and the three corpses had been broken into several pieces and fell to the ground.

"Ahh

"Hehe!" Songyangzi sneered, used his skills, and caught up in an instant, "poof" two swords, two screams, and the dead body fell.

Xuanyuroe's body trembled like chaff, the two trembled, trembling lips and looking at Heyangzi who was slowly approaching, begging for mercy: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me....."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but kneel down and beg for mercy. He understood that even if he could escape from the Daoist Pavilion and avoid Kunlun Shuangyang, he couldn't avoid the one above.

In this way, it is better to bow your head and give in, and maybe you can survive.

Daoist Guo of Yaoshan behind also reacted, and the formation stone in his arms fell to the ground with a "boom", and he hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy: "Master, spare your life!"