The black-clothed monk was kicked away by Ling Yunxuan.

More than a dozen knights rushed towards him.

Liu Qingchen's palm was open, and the sky was full of peach blossom rain.

The knights only felt that there was a pink in front of them, and they were all hit and dismounted.

After falling to the ground, they turned into clouds of black gas and dissipated without a trace.

The black-clothed monk who was kicked by Ling Yunxuan broke his lumbar vertebrae and lay on the ground humming in pain.

Ling Yunxuan walked over and stepped on his chest with his foot.

The blackfriar trembled as he stared at him in horror, not knowing whether it was pain or fear.

"With your ability, you also want to move my people?" Ling Yunxuan smiled evilly.

Liu Qingchen rolled his eyes, his head full of black lines.

When did he become his man?

"Say, Who sent you?" With some force on his feet, Ling Yunxuan asked him.

"No one!" The blackfriar was still stiff-mouthed: "It's me." ”

"You?" Ling Yunxuan smiled: "I want him to stay, obviously I know who he is." How dare a person like you touch him? Do you think I believe it or not? ”

"Since it is in your hands, I don't ask for a living, give me a good time!" Compared to being killed by Ling Yunxuan, the black-clothed monk was more afraid of the people behind the scenes.

"There's no hurry to kill you." Ling Yunxuan smiled evilly: "I will have a thousand ways for you to tell who instigated it!" ”

Although he was laughing, the blackfriar felt the coldness, and his body began to tremble.

"Immortal cultivation has always been advertised as above board." He trembled and asked: "With extraordinary methods, you will become an extraordinary person, and you will not be allowed by the hundred schools of Xianmen!" ”

"It doesn't matter!" Ling Yunxuan pouted: "I am a disciple of the Pure Heart Sect. The people of Qingxinmen, when did they take the hundred schools of Xianmen seriously? Even if I am not allowed by a hundred schools, I still drink wine and eat meat, and live freely. As long as the master doesn't say I'm wrong, I don't care what others think! ”

His face turned cold, and he pressed his feet harder: "Say, who sent you?" ”

Ling Yunxuan smiled, but the black-clothed monk felt the killing intent.

His lips trembled and he replied, "Yes......"

Just as he was about to say the mastermind behind the scenes, a silver streak flew from a distance, hitting the center of his eyebrows.

With his mouth open, the blackfriar's eyes rolled and he cut off his breath.

Ling Yunxuan and the others looked in the direction where Yinmao was flying from.

At night, the official road is empty, and the roadside is a wasteland full of weeds, and it is difficult to find out someone hiding in it!

Gu Zhengyang and Liu Qingchen ran over.

"This is not a place to stay for long." Gu Zhengyang glanced at the corpse of the blackfriar: "Let's go quickly." ”

The silver expanse that flew silently made Ling Yunxuan and Liu Qingchen also feel that the danger was close at hand.

Without trying to find the man lurking in the dark, they turned and got into the carriage.

Gu Zhengyang drove the carriage and left quickly along the official road.

Not far from the place where the fight was taking place, two monks in black robes walked out.

One of them frowned: "Liu Qingchen ran away, there is definitely no way to explain to the sect master." ”

"Of course you have to do what the sect master orders!" Another monk said, "It's inconvenient for us to make a move, and we can also use the demon cultivator. ”

"Demon cultivator?" The monk who thought he couldn't explain shook his head: "My family can't believe it, and I almost sold the sect master, can I still trust the demon cultivator?" ”。

The monk who proposed to find the demon cultivator replied: "The Demon Venerable Heart Method, Liu Ruyun must pass it on to Liu Qingchen." The sect wants to get his hands on the mental method before he cultivates! We want it, and so do the demon cultivators. Find the magic cultivator for help, you don't need to contact, you just need to spread the news. ”