It's a pity that there is no chance to regret it, in the face of Leng Xuan's attack, he can only wave his fists and try his best to resist, but the effect is not good.

Leng Xuan was very cool at the moment, in his eyes, the flower butterfly had been reduced to a huge human flesh sandbag. He has been practicing the Reverse Heaven Technique since he was a child, and the Reverse Heaven Technique is a very powerful exercise, full of the power of the strong yang, and the smoother it is cast, the more powerful it can be.

Leng Xuan became more and more enjoyable the more he fought, he liked this feeling of hard fighting, but it was difficult to follow his wishes in previous battles. Therefore, this time, he completely let go of his hands and feet. At this time, the resistance of the flower butterfly has become weaker and weaker, and then it is almost impossible to fight back.

Bang!

A loud bang.

When Leng Xuan's fist hit the body of the flower butterfly again, he saw that the flower butterfly retreated again and again, stepping out of the ground with five or six footprints of three or four inches into the ground, and there were countless turtle patterns nearby, and the originally huge body had completely recovered to its previous appearance, not only that, but at this moment, he was even more ugly than when he had not yet transformed. His face was pale, without a trace of blood, and his body was as thin as a match. Looking at the way he opened his mouth, it seemed that he had a hard time even speaking.

It took half a day for Hua Butterfly to say slowly: "I...... My master will avenge me, and you and your relatives and friends will die. ”

Leng Xuan said coldly: "When you are dying, you still threaten me, should I praise you for having backbone?" Besides, as long as you die, who will tell you that Master I killed you. ”

"Not necessarily." The flower butterfly suddenly smiled strangely, and then gritted her teeth violently. Immediately, a stream of bright red blood flowed out of his mouth. And he closed his eyes and completely lost his life.

"I actually bit my tongue and committed suicide, but it's okay, I saved it." Leng Xuan muttered to himself.

However, at the same time as the death of the flower butterfly, in a distant gloomy dwelling, an old man sat cross-legged on a futon, and around him five flickering oil lamps were placed. Suddenly, one of the oil lamps went out and turned into a faint cloud of green smoke.

The old man's originally closed eyes opened suddenly, and he frowned: "Xiaohua is actually dead, who will do it?" After pondering for a while, the old man spoke: "Senior Brother Sealing Ghosts! ”

With the old man's call, a voice immediately came: "Senior brother, what do you command?" ”

The old man said: "Xiaohua is dead, you go to check and see, who did it, if the strength is average, you will take action to solve it, our Shanlan faction is not so easy to bully." If the other party is very strong, then you will come back and deal with it yourself after I get out of the customs. ”

"What?" Feng Ghost's face changed, and then he said calmly: "Yes, senior brother, I understand." ”

At this time, I only heard the old man say to himself: "Since the person who killed me, then I will also say hello to him." ”

In the factory, Leng Xuan was looking at the corpse of the flower butterfly, and suddenly, he found that the blood flowing from the mouth of the flower butterfly actually came to life, turned into a thin line, and walked on the ground. In the end, a few words were formed--Whoever kills my disciple, die!

Leng Xuan looked at these blood-red characters and frowned tightly. He finally understood what the strange smile of the flower butterfly was meaning, and it seemed that there must be a connection between him and his master. Once he dies, his master will know. In this way, it will be troublesome. Because with a little careful investigation, you can know who killed the flower butterfly.