Chapter 113; The drunkard struck again

"This subordinate doesn't know."

Elder Liu was still a little confused now.

Although they were all smoked by the old beggar last night, he didn't sense the fluctuation of the old beggar's cultivation during this period.

At that time, he had one thought, this old guy was very strong, and he couldn't afford to mess with him.

But now the situation is different, and his backstage is here.

The master of the True Yang Sect was the owner of the cultivation of the half-step Yuanying realm, and in his opinion, there were not many people who could fight against him in the entire Xuan Domain.

With such a good opportunity, it is natural to have a good breath of evil in my heart.

"Looks like these guys are coming over soon, you two be careful in a moment."

In the woods in the distance, Xia Linyuan, who had been secretly paying attention to the situation here, suddenly froze.

Sure enough, not long after his voice fell, the people from the True Yang Gate walked towards them.

As soon as Xia Linyuan wanted to open his mouth to let Shen Baiyu and the others retreat, he heard the voice of the master of the True Yang Sect.

"Hey, there are a few juniors here."

As soon as the voice fell, the Jindan masters of the True Yang Gate came to them in an instant.

"Sect master, they are all disciples of Taixuanmen, this Xia Linyuan is the one who killed Li Xueyi."

Elder Liu's voice rang out.

"A disciple of Taixuanmen?"

The True Yang Sect Master raised his eyebrows, his gaze swept over the three of them, and finally landed on Xia Linyuan.

"Taixuanmen actually has such an outstanding disciple, who is in the middle of Jindan at a young age."

As soon as he said this, the six Jindan elders who came with him all showed a look of astonishment on their faces.

But soon, the consternation on their faces turned to murderous intent.

Even the True Yang Sect Master is no exception.

"No matter how good your talent is, if you can't grow up, it's in vain, junior, your life is really bad."

The next moment, the True Yang Sect Master made a move without warning and went straight to Xia Linyuan.

"Is my life good, when will it be your turn?"

Xia Linyuan, who had been on guard for a long time, quickly retreated, and a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and he didn't defend himself straight, so he slashed at the True Yang Sect Master.

"The reaction is good, but it's a pity that in the face of absolute strength, your ability is nothing."

As soon as the voice fell, the palm strength of the True Yang Sect Master had already collided with Xia Linyuan's sword light.

The gap between the two small realms was instantly revealed, and Xia Linyuan's sword light was directly dispersed.

The palm unabated and slapped heavily on the long sword he placed on his chest.

Zheng!

The longsword broke.

"Poof!"

Xia Linyuan vomited blood and flew out.

"Taixuanmen is really poor, such a talented disciple actually gave such a broken sword."

The flying sword that Xia Linyuan took out at this time was not a spirit-level flying sword, but a very ordinary hundred refining sword.

Last night, he used the lower grade spirit sword for experimentation, and the flying sword had already jumped out of the gap, and the spiritual energy had passed quite a lot, and it needed to be re-refined before it could be used.

He has a lot of medium-grade spirit swords, but in this case, he definitely can't take them out.

"Junior, this seat gives you a chance, and vows to switch to my True Yang Sect, this seat not only doesn't care about your fault for killing Li Xueyi, but also rewards you with a low-grade flying sword?"

"Zhenyangmen is not qualified enough for me to join."

Xia Linyuan stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, stared at the True Yang Sect Master and sneered.

"The master of the dignified gate actually made a sneak attack, and the True Yang Gate is really rubbish like the rumors."

"Junior, you're looking for death."

The True Yang Sect Master's face sank, and he slapped it out with another palm.

"Senior brother, be careful."

Baili Huan was shocked.

Xia Linyuan's face was solemn, his hand flipped over, and the sword camel black sword he got last night appeared in his hand.

Seeing him take out a sword again, the True Yang Sect Master was slightly surprised, but soon a disdainful sneer flashed across the corners of his mouth.

The strength of his palm quickened, and Xia Linyuan struggled to slash out a sword as he did just now.

It's just that this time the situation is very different from just now, the sharp blade of the sword camel black sword directly cut through the palm of the True Yang Sect Master.

This scene made the eyes of everyone present stunned.

Even Xia Linyuan is the same, although he knows that this black sword is extraordinary, but it is not at the spirit level.

Without the blessing of aura, no matter how powerful it is, there is a limit.

However, after this sword, he felt that he had underestimated this black sword a little.

The sharpness of a mortal product alone can actually cut through the palm strength of a half-step Yuanying powerhouse?

"What a weird sword."

The True Yang Sect Master frowned, turned his palm into a claw, and wanted to seize the sword.

Seeing this, Xia Linyuan hurriedly used his body to retreat.

"Yuan Yangzi, why are you still so faceless and skinless? actually shot at a junior. ”

At this moment, a figure suddenly burst out from behind, blocking in front of Xia Linyuan, raising his hand and slapping out.

Bang!

The palm strength and the claws collided, and the attack of the True Yang Sect Master was blocked.

Seeing the visitor, Xia Linyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Elder Crane."

Hechen nodded, looking at Yuan Yangzi, the master of the True Yang Sect.

"Want to do it? The old man accompanies you. ”

Yuan Yangzi sneered, and his gaze swept over the crane dust and fell directly on Xia Linyuan.

"This junior just made a disrespectful remark to this seat, and today he will either die or leave this body to cultivate."

As an opponent sect, the moment he noticed Xia Linyuan's cultivation just now, he already had murderous intent in his heart.

After all, if this kind of genius stays, it is a threat to their True Yang Sect, and since they encounter it, they must find a way to get rid of it.

"Hechen, this seat advises you to dodge, you don't have the ability to protect him yet."

"How about the old man?"

The old wine beggar had a gloomy face, and suddenly appeared beside Xia Linyuan with a wine jug in one hand.

Another person appeared, and Yuan Yangzi immediately thought of Elder Liu's words.

"You're the one who injured my disciple last night?"

As soon as Yuan Yangzi's voice fell, his heart immediately trembled.

As an immortal cultivator, when you meet an opponent, you will subconsciously check the opponent's cultivation.

When Yuan Yangzi spoke just now, he checked it, but he didn't see it at all, and he felt that there was a deeper power in the other party's body than him.

Just as he wanted to continue speaking, the old wine beggar moved.

"Xia Xiaozi is the old man's friend, who gave you the courage to move him?"

Syllable!

A crisp sound sounded, and Yuan Yangzi was slapped out and flew out for several feet, directly breaking a towering tree.

"Do you want him to die? Do you want his cultivation? ”

"Do you have what it takes?"

The old wine beggar appeared beside Yuan Yangzi in a flash, grabbed his shirt and twisted his waist, Yuan Yangzi instantly turned into a javelin and was thrown out.

Click, click.

Two more trees were broken.

"Senior... Seniors, be merciful..."

"Mercy? When you beat Xia Boy just now, did you think about showing mercy to your subordinates? ”

The old wine beggar asked coldly and appeared beside Yuan Yangzi again.

He had a good impression of Xia Linyuan, and invited him to drink a few more times, but now he was injured in order to protect the Dharma, and this head must be out.

And his original plan was ruined by the guys from the True Yang Gate.

Now these guys still dare to come over and make trouble, do you really think he won't be angry?