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At this moment, Pang San's heart palpitations were so terrible that his heart could jump out of his mouth, his legs trembled involuntarily, his face was as pale as a piece of white paper, and a trace of death flashed in his eyes.

Just now, his subordinates disappeared out of thin air in front of his eyes, leaving only a puff of white smoke, not to make magic, not to joke with him, he knew that things were far from so simple, because he smelled an extremely special faint smell in that puff of white smoke.

He could often smell this smell, and when the elder uncle executed the punishment of the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, it was only in the blink of an eye, a beam of thunder and fire erupted, and the punished disciples would disappear out of thin air, leaving only a puff of white smoke.

It was a powerful magic circle, gathering the thunder and fire from the sky that the Divine Sword Sect found from the strange mountains and rivers in the star field, these fires were pure yang fires separated from the heavenly tribulation thunder, and they could burn almost everything in the world.

Those disciples were scorched by the thunder and fire, and before they could shout, they completely disappeared forever, as if they had never appeared in this world, and if they had to look for evidence that they had appeared in this world, then the last white smoke was probably the only proof.

Pang San smelled that kind of white smoke many times, and the smell was almost exactly the same as today's, but today's smell was very weak, and the faintness made his heart palpitate even more!

"These fires of the sect can only barely be regarded as pure yang fires, even if those real fires generate a faint flame, once they burn, the consequences are not terrifying that the world can imagine!"

Pang San remembered that when the elder uncle said this, he was fascinated by an old picture hanging on the wall of his study.

The drawings were yellowed, and the content on them was extremely simple, a white flame, the size of a broad bean, growing out of a gap between a rock-like barrier, and there was nothing else on the rest of the paper.

"Why did I suddenly think of that painting?"

Pang San's mind involuntarily began to think wildly, just like when he first entered the Divine Sword Sect, when he saw the true face of the sect master of the Divine Sword Sect, his mind was uncontrollable, and he ran away for no reason.

"Third brother, the sixth son was lost by him!"

The three of them had just woken up from the shock, their faces were pale, their eyes were afraid, they dodged from a distance, stood behind Pang San, and looked at the village man like a monster.

All the people on the street stopped, although they didn't know what was happening, but when they saw Pang San and his party shrinking their hands and tails like this, not daring to approach the ordinary tea shed, the curiosity in their hearts was also aroused.

"What are you afraid of? In my Divine Sword Sect's territory, I see who dares to do anything to me?"

Pang San was bold and scolded the deflated three behind him.

"Dare to ask Your Excellency what your intentions are, to spread wilderness in my Divine Sword Sect's territory?"

Pang San took a step forward and raised his voice to move out the banner of the Divine Sword Sect, this move was the most reassuring guarantee in his heart, because the name of the Divine Sword Sect represented too much!

"I'm just an idle cloud and wild crane, passing by here, asking me what my intentions are, at most I want to observe the prosperity of the Cultivation Conference, as for spreading wild in the Divine Sword Sect, I think it's just a misunderstanding!"

The village man touched the little monkey on his shoulder and said unhurriedly.

"Coward, go pick up the burning stick!"

The man glanced at Pang San, patted the little monkey twice, and said with a smile.

Pang San looked at the man in front of him, with a calm and breezy expression, the name of the Divine Sword Sect didn't seem to have any effect on him at all, especially when the man looked at him just now, he felt like when he first saw the Sect Master of the Divine Sword Sect, and suddenly there was great cowardice from the depths of his soul.

He noticed that the man's eyes were very clear, and he just glanced at himself, as if he was pressing down on a city, and he was so heavy that he could not breathe.

"What happened to my brother Xiao Liuzi?"

Pang San found that when he was talking to the man, the pressure on his body was getting bigger and bigger, and he was sweating like raindrops, and he was already soaked up and down.

"He wants to take away the coward's burning stick, which is naturally a bit difficult!"

The man picked up a bowl of tea on the tea table, took a sip, and looked at the little monkey who continued to run to the tea shed deli cabinet to rummage things, his brows furrowed slightly, but his tone remained unchanged, and he still said slowly.

"If you kill people for no reason in my Divine Sword Sect's territory, aren't you afraid that my Divine Sword Sect will punish you?"

Pang San was completely angry, the other party obviously didn't take him and the Divine Sword Sect seriously, but after glancing at the burning stick lying quietly on the ground, he fearfully suppressed the anger that was about to erupt.

"I'm just a villager, I only understand the rough principle that other people's things can't be touched, if someone wants to rob it, then naturally they will be punished!"

"As for the Divine Sword Sect, if you don't understand such a rough reason, then I have to punish it together!"

The man sniffed the tea fragrance of the tea, waved his hand to signal the little monkey, and then dropped a little tea money, looking like he was leaving.

"The people who killed my Divine Sword Sect, do you want to leave?"

Pang San's suppressed anger completely exploded, he took out a command flag from his arms, held it in his hand, and said viciously.

"Squeak ......"

The little monkey had already stirred up the burning stick on the ground and handed it to the man, who stuck it in the firewood bound behind his back, sighed, and was about to walk out of the tea shed.

"Look at the flag!"

With a wave of the Ling Qi in Pang San's hand, a formidable sword qi flew out from the Ling Banner and slashed straight towards the man, this is the Sword Ling Banner that shows the sacrifice of the Divine Sword Sect!

"Alas!"

The man sighed, waved the burning stick in his hand, raised the end of the burning stick against the sword qi, and resisted it!

"Phew!"

The sword qi slashed on the burning stick, but it made the sound of a knife splitting the golden stone, and a ripple of rippling sword qi was completely blocked, and the man withdrew the burning stick and turned away.

"Little third son, who killed the people of my Divine Sword Sect and wanted to leave for no reason?"

Suddenly, a voice that made Pang San's heart happy came from a distance, and then a deflated San ran to Pang San out of breath and said a few words into his ear.

"Oh, I don't think I can leave today?"

The man turned around, glanced into the distance, and muttered to himself with a smile on his face.

In the distance, a monk of the same age as the man stepped on the clouds, dressed in a cyan sword suit, heroic and compelling, like a sharp sword, sharp and sharp.

"Your Excellency just left like this, I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince my sect!"

The man stepped forward and glared at Pang San fiercely before he said coldly to the village man.

"And what do you want?"

The village man seemed to have heard something ridiculous, and the smile on his face became more obvious, and asked.

"Leave your life behind!"

The man opened his mouth and said, and at the same time he took out a sharp sword in his hand, and slashed out a wave of sword waves between his hands, which was very powerful!

"In that case, let's take it all together!"

The village man shook his head, and the burning stick in his hand was sacrificed, facing the sword wave, spewing out a flash of white light, illuminating everything!

"Poof!"

There was a slight popping sound in the air, and the sword wave disappeared, along with the man who slashed out the sword wave, as if it had never come!

Retracting the burning stick, white smoke still emitting from one end, the villager shook his head and turned away, leaving a little charred dust in the air.

In the Divine Sword Sect, an elder opened his eyes, and a table in front of him was full of jade swords the size of a finger, and suddenly one of the jade swords exploded and turned into sword ashes, alerting him who had been in retreat.

"I don't even let go of my son's divine sense, it's so vicious and ruthless!"

The elder's eyes were shining, and his hands lit up with a blood-like red.

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