The gap between strength and level is insurmountable, but even so, Nangong Xiu is still able to fight hard in the early stage of the Spirit Realm in the late stage of the Spirit Realm, and the benefits brought by its Nine Ghost Ink Spiritual Fire and Bloodline Awakening can be seen.

Wu Xianzheng is also a ruthless character, and at the moment he sacrificed three small black swords, this time it was different from last time, not only did the number increase, but its power was also stronger than last time, and without warning, they shot out in a volley, directly taking Nangong Xiu's body.

At this time, Nangong Xiu had already dispersed his soul power, and he had already noticed Wu Xianzheng's small movements, and he had already dealt with it in his heart.

Flame Dance - Burning Silent Hand!

The blazing fire in his hand, accompanied by the moment it touched the black sword, instantly exploded, leaving behind a black fragment that was burned red, and only one of the three black swords was left, which was being grabbed by Nangong Xiu in his hand at the moment.

Wu Xianzheng panicked, those three small swords were one mother and two sons, although the sub-sword was not as good as the mother sword, but it was so easily shattered, it was really incomprehensible, and he began to misjudge that Nangong Xiu's strength was far above him. He desperately urged his spiritual power, wanting to recall the little black sword in Nangong Xiu's hand, and the little sword was also trembling in Nangong Xiu's hand, wanting to return to his master.

Nangong Xiu held the restless sword in his hand, walked in front of Wu Xianzheng, as if harmless to humans and animals, handed the sword in his hand to him, and said, "If you want it, take it back yourself!"

Nervous sweat slid down Wu Xianzheng's face, he looked at the black abyss-like hood, wanting to see who this man was, he stretched out his right hand and gradually approached the sword that belonged to him, and his left hand quietly made small movements, preparing to take the opportunity to plot against the other party when he was about to grab the sword.

Will Nangong Xiu return the sword to Wu Xianzheng so honestly, unless there is a sow in the tree!

As soon as Wu Xianzheng's hand touched the small black sword in his hand, he instantly smashed the Nine Ghost Ink Spiritual Fire into his body.

With spiritual power as oil and divine soul as the core, the ink spirit fire was so quietly in his body, eroding everything in Wu Xianzheng.

"Ah!!————h

A pig-killing roar sounded, and Wuxian fell to the ground, rolling back and forth, as if he had just taken a bath from an extremely cold place, shaking his body, and the cold meaning penetrated deep into his bone marrow, making him cry out for mercy.

Ordinary people had already hid far away when they saw the cultivators doing their work on the street, and some women, children, and children couldn't bear to look directly when they saw Wu Xian in pain.

"Stop!"

There was an angry shout, and an old man in a gray robe rushed straight towards him with bursts of surging spiritual power, this spiritual power was not something he could block, Nangong Xiu hurriedly withdrew the ink spiritual fire, and retreated sharply, but the other party did not give up.

"Stinky boy, dare to hurt my disciples of the Immortal Sect, give me my life!"

The ground began to tremble, and a big hand made of stone and soil slapped towards Nangong Xiu.

"Xiu'er be careful!" Yun Ying and Qian Die on the side each mobilized their spiritual power and rushed forward to help.

With the addition of the two women, two more clay hands attacked the two women, and suddenly the battle was a mess, Yun Ying was okay, she could temporarily resist one or two, but Qiandie was dwarfed, her cultivation at this time was only in the early stage of agility, and she soon fell into a bitter battle.

On the side, Nangong Xiu tried his best, even if this mud hand was broken by him, it would still be reborn, it was endless, but he was anxious about the safety of the two daughters, and even wanted to use the power of the bloodline.

At the last moment, a graceful figure rushed over with a large number of people, and she said coquettishly: "What a bold man, dare to hurt Miss Ben's restaurant in front of Miss Ben, I think you are impatient!" Although Nangong Xiu covered his face, his outfit was firmly remembered by Concubine Liu Chan.

Three drops of brilliant blue water hit the three mud hands, and the mud hands soaked in water slowed down, and then they disintegrated themselves and returned to dirt. At the same time, the monk of Wanbao Pavilion who came also surrounded the gray-robed old man and Wu Xianzheng, and when the old man saw the people of Wanbao Pavilion intervening, his face instantly collapsed, and the corners of his mouth twitched, how ugly and ugly it was.

In other words, this is the first time Nangong Xiu has seen Concubine Liu Chan make a move, and it seems that her cultivation is far above herself! Looking at the woman in front of her who has both talent and martial arts, her appreciation for her has risen to a higher level.

The old man stepped forward and arched his hand and said: "Miss Liu Chan for a long time, the old man worships the elder of the Immortal Sect Shi Bi, the people of the Nangong family hurt the disciples of my sect, the old man was in a hurry to break the door, the old man is willing to compensate, please don't be surprised......

"It's just...... When did the people of the Nangong family become your people, you are too arrogant, right?" Although Wanbao Pavilion is a chamber of commerce, its influence in Lingwu Divine Prefecture is not trivial, and no matter how angry Shi Bi is, he has to be polite at this time, so as not to get into trouble.

Concubine Liu Chan opened the hundred-fold fan in her hand suddenly, walked to Nangong Xiu's side one by one, half-covered her face, full of extravagance, leaned at Shi Bi, and sneered: "I think it's because your old eyes are dizzy, and your eyes are not very good, right?"

Concubine Liu Chan secretly poked him with her finger, and Nangong Xiu immediately understood: "That's right, I am Miss Chan's person, and I am also the person who hurt your sect, old dog, how are you doing?"

Hearing Nangong Xiu say that it was her own person, her good-looking Qiushui eyebrows were bent into crescents.

Shi Bi's heart was like ten thousand alpacas running by, this person was dressed in a black robe, covering his face, for fear of seeing a person, who could recognize who he was? He worshiped the elder of the Immortal Sect in a dignified manner, and was actually called an old dog by a junior, but in front of many cultivators, he did not dare to attack, so he had to swallow this breath and carry away Wuxian Zheng, who was like a dead dog.

"Xiu'er, are you okay, you were so relieved just now!" Yun Ying grabbed his arm excitedly, as if she was still reminiscing about Wu Xianzheng's tragic appearance.

Concubine Liu Chan, who didn't know the relationship between Yunying and Nangong Xiu, saw that they were very close, as if she had eaten lemons, and her heart was inexplicably sour.

She stepped forward and looked Yun Ying up and down.

"Son-in-law Xiu'er, don't you introduce this girl to Concubine Chan?"

Women's instincts are terrible, especially when it comes to men and women.

Yun Ying, who is also a woman, felt from Concubine Liu Chan's every move and words that she seemed to have a male and female affection for Nangong Xiu, as well as a faint hostility towards herself.

And Yunying and Nangong Xiu are pure sister and brother love, she chuckled and took the initiative to introduce herself: "My name is Nangong Yunying, I am Xiu'er's cousin, Miss Chan, don't misunderstand." ”

Receiving an unexpected answer, she was stunned for a moment, and then replied with a smile.

"It turned out to be Miss Yunying, if there is anything offended by Concubine Chan, please don't be surprised......" Concubine Liu Chan, who seemed to have guessed her thoughts, could hide her embarrassment, and she deserved to be the principal and host.

Only Nangong Xiu was stupid on the side, a little foggy.

"Misunderstanding? What is the misunderstanding? Offended? Is there a grudge between you?"

The atmosphere of the scene was instantly disturbed by him, and even Qiandie couldn't stand it......

"Shut up!"

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