Volume 1 The Wind Chapter 41 The Affair of Nangu City (3)

The long-bearded demon cultivator took a deep breath, and with a flick of his wrist, the black mist on the Tai Dao filled the entire blade, and several slashes were slashed, blocking all of Su Xiaolian's sword qi. Although it seems to be relaxed, the long-bearded demon cultivator quietly put his right hand behind him, his right hand was cracked, it was he who underestimated the enemy, this woman was different from the previous female cultivators!

One by one, the sword light was blocked by the demon cultivator, which was expected by Su Xiaolian, if it couldn't be blocked, it would be a waste of the cultivation of the sixth layer of the Heavenly Realm behind him.

Su Xiaolian kicked her legs and disappeared in place, the long-bearded demon cultivator's eyes froze, and he instantly drew his knife to block, Su Xiaolian appeared behind him, a little surprised, he really didn't expect that this long-bearded monk could take his own instantaneous sword.

Su Xiaolian's figure turned, floating to the right, the Chilling Sword glowed with a brilliant blue light, and a sword light swept out obliquely.

[Poof! 】

A long crack was left in the ground, and many demon cultivators heard the movement and rushed to the door.

The long-bearded demon cultivator used a strange body technique to dodge Su Xiaolian's sword, his expression became serious, this person was completely different from what he had encountered before, and he actually suppressed himself with the strength of the second layer of the Heavenly Realm.

"It's such a powerful sword cultivator, but it's a pity that he has a lot of sword intent, but he doesn't have a sword heart!"

The long-bearded demon cultivator obviously saw Su Xiaolian's shortcomings, this little girl seemed to have an indomitable sword heart, but it was tangible and intangible.

Su Xiaolian looked at the long-bearded old man in front of her cautiously, now she admired him a little, he was the strongest monk she had encountered in battle now.

"Little baby, why don't you join my Demon Sect, what's so good about the so-called righteous path?"

Hearing the olive branch thrown by the long-bearded demon cultivator, Su Xiaolian was stunned, she really didn't expect that this demon cultivator actually had a heart of love for talent.

After Su Xiaolian brewed for three breaths, a birdsong sounded from the sword, and the blue ice bird flew out of the sword and slashed directly towards the long-bearded demon cultivator.

"Yan Aihong!"

The long-bearded demon cultivator didn't dare to slack off at all, this sword move was really a bit terrifying. The black mist on the sword permeated the whole body, and the faint black mist was like the most solid armor, protecting the demon cultivator well.

"Drink! Blood Shadow Kill! ”

Su Xiaolian was stunned. Is it the same trick as Meng Di? No, it's not! It's not the same.

Su Xiaolian watched as the long-bearded demon cultivator slashed at the ice bird with a knife, and the momentum that broke through the bamboo actually cut the ice bird in half. Except for Zhang Ling, who she saw in the Su family, Su Xiaolian really had never seen a monk who dissolved herself so easily.

[Is it oppressive in cultivation? 】

"Tangible and unintentional! There is a heart but no reality! ”

The long-bearded demon cultivator snorted coldly, and the black mist flew over in a bend, and Su Xiaolian had wind under her feet, dodging in three or two steps, but her expression became more and more cold.

[This person is very strong, not ordinarily strong, although his cultivation is not high, but his combat skills are far above himself! ] Can't stay here longer! 】

Su Xiaolian had already sensed that the demon cultivator had already surged over, but there was the long-bearded monk in the back, and in front of him was the depths of the City Lord's Mansion, it could be said that there were wolves in front and tigers in the back, and she couldn't choose.

Su Xiaolian gritted her teeth, looked for plum blossoms, and ran all the way to the depths of the City Lord's Mansion.

"Catch her, don't kill her!"

"Yes, Evil Elder!"

Looking at the demon cultivators who stopped him in front of him, they were just some small miscellaneous fish in the qi refining period, Su Xiaolian slashed out with a sword full of sword intent, and most of the demon cultivators on the road were cut in half by Su Xiaolian under this blow. A small number of people hid in corners and shivered.

[That's in front!] 】

Su Xiaolian panicked and found that there was a secret room in front of her, and her divine sense couldn't penetrate it, that is to say, all the people in Nangu City who were pinched were in there?

"Yan Aihong!"

Su Xiaolian's eyes froze, and a sword slashed out, splitting the entire secret room door in half, and rushed in in a hurry.

The light in the room was very dim, but this could not stop Su Xiaolian, in her right eye, Su Xiaolian could see it clearly.

It was a man, the demonic aura revealed was very strong, Su Xiaolian quietly retreated to the back, this man, it was impossible for him to win.

"Little cutie, why do you have to leave when you come?"

【When?】 】

Su Xiaolian's pupils shrank, and the mysterious qi under her feet exploded, and she dodged to the side. When I stumbled, my shoes were scared off.

"Smack!"

With a loud bang, all the lights in the room were turned on, and the dazzling light caused Su Xiaolian to be unable to open her eyes.

[It's impossible to fight! 】

The master of the altar leaned sideways and kicked Su Xiaolian's body, and Su Xiaolian hit the wall diagonally like a bird with broken wings.

[It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, let go of me. 】

Although Su Xiaolian showed the pain of her hair being pulled by the altar master, the altar master did not mean to spare her.

"You, since you dare to break into here single-handedly, presumably, you are also ready to be abused!"

The miserable smile of the branch altar master melted into Su Xiaolian's heart, it seems that today, he is completely finished.

"Yin Jue, you want to try it too?"

"I don't need to!"

Which long-bearded demon cultivator spoke, through the words of this branch master, Su Xiaolian understood that the status of this long-bearded demon cultivator in the Demon Sect would definitely not be low, but what was the use of analyzing these!

"Hey, try it!"

The Dividing Altar Master pointed to the Demon Cultivator next to Yin Jue, that Demon Cultivator was obviously very happy, wouldn't it be a matter of time before he could appear in the Dividing Altar Master, glory and wealth?

"Smack!"

Demon Xiu slapped Su Xiaolian's cheek and snapped! The loud sound. Su Xiaolian snorted coldly, feeling very painful, and the demon cultivator became more and more excited when he heard Su Xiaolian's scream of pain, and slowly repeated the slap, and his strength increased more and more.

Longbearded Demon Cultivator, shook his head, this female baby, she is very optimistic, let her suffer a meal, and then save her and accept her as her apprentice, presumably Qianxiao will be very happy.

[Stop, stop! 】

Su Xiaolian's cheeks became swollen from the incessant slapping sound. The branch altar master cast a small spell, and Su Xiaolian's face returned to its original appearance again, which was really interesting! It's much more fun than those mortal women who can't play for a few breaths.

Looking at Su Xiaolian's wail, the demon cultivator became more and more excited, punching and kicking Su Xiaolian, from starting with his face to attacking Su Xiaolian's whole body.

Su Xiaolian seemed to remember something, and her face began to be frightened, and she ...... herself

Let me take a look at your memories!

[Don't, don't! 】

The master of the altar pinched out a mantra, this is a soul technique, although it will not do any harm to people, but what Su Xiaolian is afraid of is.......

In the picture, Su Xiaolian was dressed in linen, punched and kicked by a group of boys, talked about playthings, and used as a punching bag, the girl, the scars on her body, one after another. Seeing that person begging on the street, eating other people's leftover meals, he was obviously rancid, but he still forced himself to eat.

"Interesting, interesting!"

The master of the altar tore off Su Xiaolian's outer skirt, revealing the dirty clothes inside, Su Xiaolian covered her body, trembling and not letting herself look at him.

Su Xiaolian trembled slightly, and the master of the altar circled around Su Xiaolian, which was really interesting.

[I almost forgot why, why do I have to remind myself. 】

Although the profane clothes blocked most of the scars, in the eyes of the master of the altar, there was no difference.

The master of the altar leaned his face against her cheek, Su Xiaolian looked away in a panic, and the master of the altar grabbed Su Xiaolian's chin, forcibly made Su Xiaolian meet his gaze, and lifted her up.

"Put... Let me go! You...... What are you doing? ”

The altar master moved his fingertips and touched Su Xiaolian's thighs, and this soft feeling shocked the altar master's spirit.

"No...... Don't ......"

Su Xiaolian's low sobbing was completely useless, but only aroused greater excitement among the branch masters.

"Woo, woo, woo."

Su Xiaolian didn't know what was going to happen to her, she didn't dare to resist, and today reminded her of all the things that had happened in that town before. Fear, fear, and despair are all pressing on Su Xiaolian's body now.

"Spread your thighs!"

The order of the master of the altar made Su Xiaolian shed tears the size of a bean, and slowly opened her thighs, she didn't dare to resist, hasn't she always been like that?

"Hahaha, interesting!"

The Dividing Altar Master laughed wildly a few times, and continued to use the Soul Dementorship to surface Su Xiaolian's memory, countless sword lights suddenly emerged from Su Xiaolian's memory, the Dividing Altar Master was startled, and the demon cultivator who had just whipped Su Xiaolian was even more frightened, and he fell to the ground.

"This ...... It's ......"

The branch altar master trembled and looked at the hundreds of flying monks of the imperial sword that appeared in his memory, hundreds of Yuanying monks, fake!

Yin Jue saw it, he had traveled north and south for so many years, and he knew what those white-clothed monks were wearing. Qinglian Sword Sect! This girl is a disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect!

Yin Jue knew that the Qinglian Sword Sect was famous for protecting his shortcomings, and he had seen it with his own eyes, a small sect bullied an outer disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect, and then the Qinglian Sword Sect brought dozens of Yuan Infant monks to directly destroy this sect. Isn't the Qinglian Sword Sect in the Northern Regions, but how could the disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect appear in this Nangu City where birds don't.

"Yin Xuan, I think, we're going to run!"

"What do you mean?"

"This woman is a disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect, if you kill her, our Heavenly Demon Sect will be finished."

The branch altar master's eyes were bloody, and it was really a big trouble.

"Let's withdraw first, go and meet with Lord Qianxiao."

"No, if we let her out alive, the Blue Lotus Sword Sect won't let us go so easily!"

Yin turned his palm into a fist and hit Su Xiaolian hard with a punch.

[Are you going to die?] That's fine! 】

"Drink!"

There was a coercion from Su Xiaolian's body, and all the punches made by the master of the branch altar were unloaded.

"Senxiao-sama!"

The master of the altar noticed the bracelet on Su Xiaolian's left hand, what is the relationship between this woman and Qiu Qianxiao!

The long-bearded demon cultivator smiled indifferently, it seemed that Qianxiao had already taken everything into his hands, and hurriedly dodged over. He knew what was going to happen next.

There was another coercion, and the yin qi closest to Su Xiaolian was directly stunned, and the blood spirit bead fell out of his hand with a sway.

Su Xiaolian picked up the dark red bead, which turned out to be a ground-level spiritual weapon, hurriedly put the bead into the pendant ring, took out a new dress and put it on, and hurriedly ran out, this time, she thought, although she was bullied, she still made a lot of money.