The person who wanted to argue with him just now turned pale by his sonorous words, sentence after sentence, and he couldn't think of a word of defense for a long time.

Because what he says is true.

The surroundings were suddenly silent, and Wu Xiu'e, who was standing on the side, showed a bit of madness on her face.

She couldn't beat that person just now, but this young man may not be.

Although his own strength is mysterious, but the realm is there, one level lower than himself, and the world of cultivation is not like a school study exam, one point worse, and he can make up for it next time if he is careful.

The gap in each order is a watershed in strength, and the weak will inevitably be pressed and beaten by the strong.

No matter how talented he is, he can't beat himself by leapfrogging!

Wu Xiu'e instantly instilled a strong confidence in herself, her eyes became more and more red, and just as she was about to pull out the magic weapon on her waist, another force rushed towards this side from the corner of the mountain forest with a strong dead aura.

Jiang Futing has some memories of this unfamiliar breath, and when he fought with Jiang Li before, the strong and pungent death breath was this smell.

He looked at the black shadow that appeared in the mountain, and his heart followed the ever-enlarged shadow, and kept smashing down several heavy stones, filling his heart to the brim.

Wu Xiu'e closed her hand with him with a rare tacit understanding, and without the battle that was about to break out just now, she turned around and waited for Jiang Li to come over.

The two didn't wait too long, familiar faces that they hadn't seen for a long time, and neither of them expected to officially meet in such a form.

Jiang Li rushed from a distance, and then turned around, landed on his toes, and landed lightly on the bluestone slab.

He bowed respectfully to Wu Xiu'e: "Senior Sister Wu." ”

Wu Xiu'e's loss had long been left behind by her, and when she saw someone coming, she straightened her back, like a cedar standing on a winter day, and then raised her hand and brushed it casually, to show that she didn't need to be polite.

Jiang Li smiled warmly, stood up, but the corners of his bent eyes were so cold that he didn't have a trace of a smile, and slowly looked at Jiang Futing.

The Immortal Sect has never had a good reputation for doing things, but this fairy wind and Dao Gu's style is very described, and every move has an indescribable dust-free temperament, and people who watch it have to yearn for it.

Jiang Li's facial features have not changed very much, but they have grown a little longer in some places, and they look more clear.

The only thing that turns the whole person upside down is his temperament, which is completely different from the immature book fragrance half a year ago, and now it is like a person being thrown into a turbid big dye vat, which gathers all kinds of thorns and vicious killing weapons, he is bathed in blood all day long, and the endless yin and evil qi is his medicine.

In the long run, the eyebrows and eyes that should be warm are covered with a layer of gloom that is a little stronger than the evil, but anyone who is directly looked at by him will fall into unwarranted fear, which makes people shudder.

He smiled half-sourly, maintaining just the right amount of decency: "Senior Jiang, long time no see." ”

The wind whistled his voice to his ears, and the flags fluttering above his head resounded through the sky like firecrackers, Jiang Futing did not reply to him immediately, but looked at him quietly for a moment before saying, "Long time no see." ”

Distant, as always, distant, and concise.

It's just that I don't know why, every time Jiang Li sees his indifferent face, a small fire immediately ignites in his heart, although he is already very restrained and rational.

But the person standing in front of him is the enemy who ruined his family! If it weren't for him, what about his own family

That's what happened.

Now I should still be spending the summer vacation, researching the topics I am interested in, how can I stay in this nondescript and disgusting sect, doing things that I can't help myself!

This person is obviously the culprit, but why is he unwavering, as if nothing has anything to do with him!

Hatred is like a very explosive volcano, on the verge of erupting all the time, Jiang Li stubbornly suppressed the restlessness in his heart, because he was too distracted, a few drops of sweat flowed from the corners of his forehead, and he squeezed his hands tightly.

Only then did the emotions that were almost out of control just now retreat like a tide.

He pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose and said in a calm tone, "Senior Jiang really surprises me every time he appears." ”

Wu Xiu'e, who was on the side, looked back and forth between the two incredulously, only to make sure that they were not joking, and they were indeed acquaintances.

It's just that the word "familiar" adds a bit of intriguing meaning.

Facing the other party's secret guns and sticks, Jiang Futing became more and more insipid, and replied mercilessly: "Each other."

Didn't even give a superfluous attitude.

The calmness on Jiang Li's face was almost not tightened, and he no longer pretended to greet him, his gaze shifted to the soul banner in his hand: "The senior is holding a magic weapon from our Immortal Sect, this magic weapon has long recognized our elders as the master, you better return this thing."

Is it?

He looked up and glanced at the majestic flag fluttering above him.

It turned out to be a thing with a master, no wonder this thing was so excited the moment he just grabbed it, and he almost didn't devour himself.

The aura and coercion on his body were still being released, and the tens of thousands of evil spirits in the soul banner were forcibly oppressed back.

It's just that this way is also temporary, and when his strength weakens, or if these evil spirits come back to their senses, it will be useless.

"I still pay you back? Will the Immortals Sect just leave and never do such a crazy thing? Jiang Futing asked knowingly.

Jiang Li was surprised that he could really control this soul banner firmly, and on the other hand, he felt that what he said was extremely ridiculous, and it was simply wishful thinking.

He laughed sarcastically: "Senior Jiang, why are you still so simple."

Jiang Futing didn't want to get hope of changing his past mistakes from him, and he also sarcastically smiled: "Do you live like you?"

Jiang Li's face immediately pulled down, as if all the dark clouds in the sky were pressed on top of his head at once, thick and thick.

He could no longer hold back his previous modesty, and read word by word: "Jiang, Fu, Ting!"

As if he could chew his life alive by biting these words, he then told Wu Xiu'e on the side: "I'll distract him for a while, you go and get the soul of the sacrifice as soon as possible."

As he spoke, he pinched a white ivory in his palm, which had already fallen a thick layer of ash, but there was a small opening at the tip.

Jiang Futing only saw the person in front of him, and suddenly raised his hand, holding an index finger-sized, white crescent-shaped thing, and his mouth was facing the small mouth of the ivory, blowing like a whistle.

A long and vast horn sound continued to spread into the mountains and forests, fluttering down in every crevice of the mountain stream.

As soon as the horn sounded, "Boom! With a violent tremor, something seemed to break through the ground in the temple behind it, and then, "Click! "The crisp sound of bones crackling, crackling and exploding.

He was familiar with the voice

I can't cook it anymore, but I didn't expect that there would be corpse puppets hidden in the temple, and judging from the dead qi emitted, it was much stronger than ordinary corpse puppets.

He didn't panic, his dark eyes were flat, and he could suck in almost everything in front of him.

One hand controlled the soul flag, and the moment he distracted the other hand and transformed into a gray sword, the corpse puppet had already galloped out of the temple like the wind, and flew in front of his eyes in an instant!

Its arms seemed to be made of iron, and with a bend of its elbows, the stiff arms smashed directly into his chest.

When Jiang Futing avoided himself, he noticed that there was a faint dark light floating in the eyes of the corpse puppet's black hole, and his aura was different from the lifeless corpse puppet he had seen before.

It seems to be somewhat self-conscious!

The strength and sensitivity are also much stronger, and they are a little trickier than the previous wood-like corpse puppets.

Wu Xiu'e over there saw that Jiang Futing was tripped up, her face was overjoyed, and she immediately rushed towards Ning Yuan without hesitation.

She was wrapped in white light, like a white sun hanging in the air, moving like lightning, leaving behind her the white vapor that could be dispersed in the future.

Just as she was about to approach Ning Yuan, she stretched out her hand again!

Li saw the shadow that quickly covered him in front of him, and gasped suddenly, his heart and eyes suddenly jumped to the top of his head, and his brain was numb for a while.

Ning Yuan looked at her with a blank face, watching his white palm fall in front of his eyes, and his open five fingers seemed to swallow him.

Just when Wu Xiu'e thought that she was going to grab his soul with her own hands, Ning Yuan's body suddenly burst into black mist, exploding like a smoke bomb.

An illusory black shadow loomed from the mist under the jaw-dropping gaze of everyone.

He didn't call her yet, why did he run out on his own!

Ning Yuan's heart tightened, and he asked in a suppressed voice, "Why did you come out now?" It's not time yet! Go back! ”

Yu Youyi turned her back to him, staring at Wu Xiu'e as if she was facing the eyes of a great enemy, and the words of the person behind her blew away with the wind, and not a word entered her ears, and she was full of indescribable heat burning as if she were at home, and she resolutely spoke: "Now is not the time, so how can it be considered time?" ”

Wu Xiu'e was stunned with a complicated expression, she never expected that there would be ghosts that were not controlled in this mountain.

Immediately after, she immediately shook her head, and the white light surging up and down her body.

A trace of fierce killing intent crossed his eyes, ready to get rid of the ghost in front of him without saying anything.

I saw that the delicate face was slightly condensed, showing a bit of heroism and righteousness, and it looked really a bit like the taste of the Demon Removal Guard.

Yu Youyi was not timid at all, and faced it head-on!

It's just that there is a huge disparity in strength between the two, Yu Youyi can't beat her, and her weak soul body has not fully recovered, and after a few back and forth, she is obviously at a disadvantage, and most of her soul that has finally recovered will soon be transparent.

Wu Xiu'e dodged her attack like a fish in water, brushed her side, and then lightly hooked the corners of her lips, but it was just the end of a strong crossbow, and the ability revealed was illusory, and after such a round of consumption, it was so weak that it was not worth mentioning at all.

In the light of light, every time she fought again, the guess in her heart was definitely one point, and the arrogance on her face gradually couldn't be hidden.

She began to divide her thoughts and continued to secretly urge the soul flag, but when she took care of both, she didn't even change much in the folds of her clothes.

"Whew!"

When Wu Xiu'e didn't pay attention, a black light flashed like a flying knife, and Sen Sen's coldness rolled up from all sides like a big net, Wu Xiu'e immediately took out three yellow talismans from her pocket and threw them into the air together!

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