Elder Sacred Heart was dressed in holy white clothes, and her beautiful face showed a look of compassion and worry, she took a step forward and raised her voice as if she were speaking, "Disciples should know, right? Just a few days ago, my Saint Gate elite disciple Lu Chang carved it, and was ordered by the Heavenly King Elder to kindly send the Holy Son a pill.

But the Son disagreed with him and wasted his hands.

In my heart, the Holy Son in the past was not such a person, could it be that after the amnesia, the Holy Son changed a person?

Can you do the same to your fellow disciples?

Holy Son, you can also be honest, if you have cultivated any evil sect exercises, just say it, if you still know that the holy gate is the place where you are cultivated, then don't hide it anymore.

This is for the good of the Companions, and for your own good!"

Lu Changke, who was originally hiding in the crowd, also squeezed out at this time, and cooperated: "In Yunxin Pavilion, the Holy Son inexplicably suspected that I was going to be greedy for his elixir, and then he took action to fight me.

I was worried that the Holy Son was seriously injured, so I deliberately left my hand, and the Holy Son was really weak in attack, and his fist was soft, but at this moment, a powerful force suddenly erupted from his fist.

He attacked me and destroyed my arms with this evil power!

As for wanting to be greedy for pills, think about it, do my big Wei Lu family need greedy pills!?"

The two of them said.

And two-thirds of the disciples who were originally far away from Xia Ji all cast vigilant glances.

The remaining third walked a little more and went to the other side of the crowd.

The top of the empty mountain, crowded with people on one side, and only three people on the other.

Carrying the king butcher knife, his face was a little gloomy.

Carrying a small medicine box, his face was full of dazed small stoves.

And Xia Ji who is bowing his head and hanging his hair.

The young man suddenly raised his head and laughed, as if the two people attacking on the opposite side were just clowns jumping off the beam.

He took a step forward and said loudly: "Detoxification, of course, depends on fighting poison with poison!"

Recovery, of course, depends on my understanding!

As for Lu Changke, he not only wants to be greedy for Ming Yudan, but also curses and abuses me!

Why can't I ruin his hand?!"

"Fighting poison with poison? I am greedy for your elixir, I will scold you?"

Lu Changke sneered, "How do you prove it? What proof do you take?!"

Xia Ji didn't think about it, the hundred battle knife in his hand was suddenly thrown out, and the knife was like black light, cutting through the air and slashing through a terrible light, shooting towards Lu Changke!

Elder Sacred Heart's pupils shrank, and his body moved with it.

Her speed can be described as extremely fast, as soon as she moved, the person pulled out the afterimage, and more than ten zhang away, she wanted to save people.

However, it was not enough, between the lightning and flint, she even had time to dance with her long sleeves and wave a fierce wind.

The wind made a powerful ripple and pushed sideways against the black light, causing the latter to shift.

This rapid reaction, elegant body style, and strong energy all show that the elder-level master is unimaginably strong!

At this time, seeing the black light shifting, the Sacred Heart Elder also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the next moment, she saw an equally fast figure, which seemed to be strolling leisurely, but it seemed to be passing by with an afterimage.

No.

The figure was faster than hers.

This is...

At this moment, Elder Sacred Heart seemed to have seen the Sect Master many years ago.

The end of the world!!

Xia Ji's black hair danced wildly, his white teeth were open, and at the moment when the Hundred Battle Sword was knocked away by the Sacred Heart Elder, he had already arrived, and he had already firmly grasped the hilt of the sword.

The knife passes through the crosswind!

The Holy Son held the knife, and the knife turned into an explosive light, cutting directly into Lu Changke's chest, and the remaining strength was undiminished, and he actually plunged this elite disciple into the ground.

Ahhh

Lu Changke didn't have time to react at all, he let out a scream like killing a pig in hindsight.

Blood began to gush from the place where the blade was inserted.

Xia Ji looked down at the elite disciple who was still arrogant a moment ago, and said coldly: "If you want me to take the proof, this is the proof! My strength has recovered, I am the Holy Son, the Holy Gate Rules, and if I openly commit the following crimes, it is equivalent to a mutiny, a traitor, and there is no forgiveness for killing! The elder can say that I am not qualified." ”

When the words fell, he didn't wait for Lu Changke to react, just pulled out the Hundred Battle Knife.

Blood shoots like arrows.

Lu Changke's expression was still stunned, covering his chest with his hands, obviously not believing that Xia Ji would make a knife at this time, nor believing that Xia Ji would kill him like this...

Isn't he supposed to defend himself?

Should it be explained in the presence of the whole Holy Door?

How did he...

But there is no regret medicine in the world, and Lu Changke only feels that his life is disappearing rapidly.

Xia Ji no longer looked at him, he slammed the Hundred Battle Knife into the ground, shook off the blood beads on it, looked at the Sacred Heart Elder on the other side, and said without fear: "Elder also suspects that what I said is wrong?"

Elder Sacred Heart glanced at Lu Changqi and knew that the latter was hopeless.

A knife into the heart, and quickly pulled out, at this time, even if it is a miracle doctor, it is also weak.

Xia Ji didn't wait for this seemingly holy and compassionate woman to react, raised his arms, and said in a loud voice: "Is it useful to fight poison with poison, I have poisoned, this is the proof!"

As the Holy Son, I am greedy for pills, so is it necessary for me to lie?

As for comprehension, does Elder Sacred Heart recognize the body method I just used?"

The woman in white with a compassionate face bit her lip.

In the distance, Heavenly King Lao Tzu watched this scene and picked up very cooperatively: "The end of the world! Holy Son, you can actually comprehend the treasure of the end of the world, this understanding is simply demonic!"

The three elders all know that the end of the world is divided into three systems: shrinking the ground into inches, drawing a sword like electricity, and spatial illusion.

And just now, Xia Ji used to shrink the ground into inches.

Although it has not been able to be used at home, it is because of the limitations of the realm.

But he's really already getting started.

Before the power was lost, the Holy Womb had long comprehended that the sword was drawn like electricity...

It can be seen that Xia Ji has an amazing understanding.

This does not need to be proven, but is clear at a glance.

The Heavenly King Elder laughed and walked up, he didn't even look at Lu Changke, and looked at the Holy Son with a look of approval.

What the Holy Son has just shown is not only strength, but also means.

It was very satisfying for him.

"Holy Son, I'm tired these days, go to bathe and change clothes and rest, these days when you are in a coma, what happened to the Holy Gate, the old man will talk to you one by one tomorrow!"

Elder Heavenly King, this is the final word.

Elder Sacred Heart's chest rose and fell angrily, and she couldn't help but say, "Holy Son, even if you have an amazing understanding, it is impossible for you to recover your strength in less than three months, and defeat Pang Jing, you... What kind of demonic exercises are you practicing!"

Her voice just fell.

Pang Zhen's voice came from behind: "Elder Hui, I fought against the Holy Son, and the Holy Son's sword intent is upright, and it is impossible to use the Demon Technique." ”

Elder Sacred Heart was speechless...

She suddenly felt cold in her hands and feet.

This short confrontation made her feel that the Holy Son had appeared differently than before.

The same killing is decisive, but the style is like a king, and the other is like a demon.

She couldn't imagine how these two styles could be the same person.

And at this time, in the Dead Leaf Pavilion.

The Wise Elder squinted at this scene, his eyes flickering, not knowing what he was thinking.