This change made everyone stunned, with their mouths wide open, and they didn't know what to do.

"I'm going to kill you!!" Zhilan roared madly.

It's over, it's all over, the last hole cards are gone, and I'm afraid I'm going to die today.

They all blame me, I sent the hostages out with my own hands, I am a sinner!

Hearing this, Hua Bantian smiled disdainfully: "Zhilan, let's talk about it when you can leave alive, not only will I leave you behind today, but the Protector Sect will also be completely destroyed, and after Jiuxiao swallows Long Wu in the coming day, my flower poison is the first major sect, commanding the heroes, who dares to disobey, hahahaha......"

The faces of the people were pale, and despair lingered around them.

This Flower Poison Sect is so scheming, I said how can I come to help even if I know that I am dying, it turns out that I have secretly taken refuge in Jiuxiao a long time ago!!

The young master climbed with a roll, and finally returned to safety, and as soon as they met, he hugged his grandfather's thigh, and cried: "Grandpa, I was almost beaten to death, you want to help me avenge, from childhood to adulthood, you are not willing to touch me, woo woo woo woo ........"

Seeing his grandson come back, the white-bearded ancestor was overjoyed and hurriedly comforted: "Okay, good grandson, grandpa will kill them all to vent your anger later, and everyone will die without a corpse!"

Hua Banzong bowed and stood behind him, and said with a lewd smile: "Young master, can you leave that Zhilan behind?" That little girl, I've been thinking about it for a long time, using her to make a Ding furnace is simply excellent, that taste, hehe......"

The young master wiped his nose and waved his big hand: "Grandpa, Sect Master Hua has performed well this time, and some rewards should be deserved, you will focus on taking care of that little girl's skin later, and cultivate her to waste, I will have a good time with Sect Master Hua for a few days!"

Spend a long time bending down and bowing: "Haha, the young master is so interested, this Zhilan is a stunner, and she is still complete, the young master will be invited later, and I will spend someone to pick up a broken shoe!"

The young master nodded with satisfaction: "Well, acquaintance!"

.......

While the two were talking and laughing, they did not deliberately lower it, but raised their voices presumptuously, so that everyone could hear it clearly.

In order to cooperate with the shamelessness of the young master, the people of Jiuxiao laughed lewdly one by one, commenting on Zhilan, this thin and fat, this is quite and that warped, as if admiring a piece of goods, all kinds of filthy words are unbearable.

Zhilan's face was flushed, and her silver teeth were clenched, just wanting to kill this group of people alive.

But helplessly, his side is too weak, so weak that there is not a single Spirit Sect, and there are as many as eight on the other side, and one person is a white-bearded ancestor who has been famous for a long time, and his cultivation is only under the Spirit Venerable, as long as he makes a move, no one present will want to leave alive!

"Help, Dad, Mother, where are you......"

In Jiuxiao's camp, the prisoner carts were idle, and a pair of boys and girls were locked up in each prisoner cart, which was a tribute to the ninth-order elixir.

The children were still young, and they were beaten all over their bodies, and they were crying one by one, and their big frightened eyes were full of tears.

These are all stolen or robbed by Jiuxiao from various villages, and some parents desperately resist, directly in front of their children, and the corpses are dismembered indiscriminately, and everywhere they pass, they are full of grief.

"What are you crying about, what are you crying about, a group of untouchables, come on, release a pair to me, I'll taste it first!"

An old man of the Spirit Sect with a hot temper, fat head and big ears, and fierce eyes, no one dared to confront him wherever he looked.

As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, the stench hit his face, and he could smell it from afar.

Everyone was horrified, there was a strong smell of corpses, how many people did this guy eat?

"Ah, don't, I'm afraid, Dad, Mother, help......"

The cage opened, and a pair of children were driven down from above and rudely thrown in front of the Spirit Sect.

The old man licked his tongue, his fat lips shook like sausages, and he pounced with laughter.

"Stop me!!"

This scene was too worrying, Zhilan couldn't care about anything else, and yelled hysterically: "Don't you want to get me, can't I just be arrested, let these children go, or I will die in front of you immediately!!"

Hearing this, the young master looked worried: "What can I do, it's not fun to die......"

The white-bearded ancestor loved this grandson very much, and when he saw him frowning, his heart suddenly hurt: "Ke'er don't worry, grandpa will never let her die, I'll catch it for you, and obediently give my grandson a warm bed!"

The young master's face was overjoyed: "Not only her, but also the one named Bai Li, I want to take it all together!"

"Haha, okay, I didn't expect my grandson to be a merry man, follow me!"

The white-bearded ancestor laughed proudly, and his body moved, like a roc spreading its wings, sweeping through the air.

Feeling a flower in front of him, he appeared directly above everyone's heads, covering the sky, forming a claw with one hand, and grabbing Zhilan directly.

The momentum was pressed like a mountain, Zhilan was shocked, and hurriedly retreated, trying her best to dodge.

However, escaping for his life in the hands of Lingzong is not an ordinary difficulty, the eagle's claws are like iron hooks, like a shadow, and it seems to be accompanied by a ghost crying wolf, which makes people's scalp numb.

The claws were close in front of her, and she was about to be caught, Zhilan felt miserable, her eyes were closed, and she silently shed tears.

In the hands of the Spirit Sect, he didn't even have the qualifications to resist, and he wanted to die or live, which was not something he could decide at all.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the imaginary horror did not come.

Zhilan couldn't help but open her eyes, and from the squinted eyes, she saw the most unforgettable scene in her life.

Master Wu, who had been satirized all the way by himself, was standing in front of him at this time, and his whole body was full of blue light, like an immortal blocking the terrifying blow for himself.

What's going on!?

Not only her, but everyone present was dumbfounded.

The white-bearded ancestor made a move, but he was stopped by someone, and he was still a teenager?

This....... Am I dazzled?

Zhilan's legs were weak, and all the strength in her body seemed to be drained, and she sat on the ground, looking at the figure that was not majestic, dumbfounded.

God, is he really a spiritual man?

Not far away, feeling the power of the immortals, Du Tiesheng opened his eyes slightly, and let out a weak moan: "Oh, it turned out that my nephew is here, hehe, then it's okay, this kid will do it, Li'er, I'll sleep first, remember to help me cover the quilt....."

There was a dead silence all around.

Wu Feng held the wrist of the white-bearded ancestor with one hand, and the cyan spiritual flame was swirling, motionless like a mountain.

The white-bearded ancestor was shocked, he felt that a strange energy was corroding his spiritual power, and hurriedly ran his best to break free.

And Wu Feng didn't plan to leave him like this, he still had to steal martial arts, wouldn't it be a waste to end the battle prematurely?

Therefore, as soon as Wu Feng let go of his hand, the white-bearded ancestor flew back to the camp with a swish, his face gloomy, and he was extremely afraid in his heart.

What is the origin of this kid!?