Chapter 339: Find Your Own Death
"Stinky girl, I think you can block a few punches?"
The cultivator of the Nine Xuanmen shook his fist at Yun Sheng again, he didn't believe that Yun Sheng would be able to go through ten moves under his hands.
It's a pity that his fist was dissolved into a mess of bubbles under the phantom shadow of Yun Shang, and Yun Shang's jade palm did not collide with the cultivators of the Nine Xuanmen, but every attack was just right, and it smashed the fierce attacks of the cultivators of the Nine Xuanmen with the force of four or two thousand catties.
Bang Bang Bang ......
Not only that, if they find an opportunity, the Nine Xuanmen cultivators will leave the bloody handprints of the Five Finger Mountain on their faces.
Elder Mo, who was above the fire beast, looked coldly at the decisive battle between the two people, what he cared about was not the life and death of the disciples of the Nine Xuanmen but the strength of Yunshang, between Yunshang's moves, Elder Mo had already secretly paid attention to Yunshang's moves, so that he could get the first opportunity when he fought against Yunshang for a while.
"It's all Anning Village's fault, slaughter a few chickens and show them to the monkeys, these two little bastards let them know the fate of offending the dignity of Jiuxuanmen!"
Tang Zhongxing had the disciples of the Nine Xuanmen behind him, and although he was whipped, he still jumped higher than anyone else.
Several cultivators of the Nine Xuanmen Sect had already become impatient, and their eyes were all on Elder Mo, just waiting for Elder Mo to give an order, they would set foot in Ping'an Ning Village.
"What the Tang Mansion Lord said is right, then kill it, no matter who it is, as long as you dare to touch the rebels of the Nine Xuanmen, it will be a dead end!"
Elder Mo waved his hand indifferently and issued a killing order to the disciples of the Nine Xuanmen.
"Follow Elder Mo's decree and kill me!"
The cultivators of the Nine Xuanmen held weapons in their hands, harnessed the fire beasts, and pounced on those unarmed villagers like wolves.
"Old thing, if you don't die, you won't die!"
Xiaoyao Changsheng hated Tang Zhongxing who jumped high the most, his figure flashed, and he bullied Tang Zhongxing, and as soon as he slapped down, he heard Tang Zhongxing make a pig-killing cry, and was directly slapped by Xiaoyao Changsheng and flew out.
gave Tang Zhongxing a dismount, and Tang Zhongxing was full of teeth, which was regarded as a little interest charged by Xiaoyao Changsheng to the villagers of Anning Village, this guy who was powerful and blessed should have received the coffin a long time ago.
After teaching Tang Zhongxing a lesson, the figure of Xiaoyao Changsheng immediately flew towards the cultivators of the Nine Xuanmen who were besieging the villagers, and in Xiaoyao Changsheng's eyes, he saw the different colors of blood flowing from the villagers one by one, which made him feel that the entire Anning Village had a huge secret.
In the perception of the original soul of the free immortality, it once again touched his most sensitive nerves, this seemingly ordinary family must have an extraordinary family background.
Seeing the clansmen who were slaughtered, the old man became resolute under the tears, put the colorful spar in his pocket, and shouted at the clansmen: "Children, you are fighting for the family today, even if you are all dead, you can enter our ancestral tomb and rank in the tablet of the ancestral hall." β
Above the void, Xiaoyao Changsheng swept out with a palm, and the afterimages of several palms were fiercely imprinted on the bodies of several Nine Xuanmen cultivators, and before those few cultivators could react, they had already been slapped by Xiaoyao Changsheng and spat blood, and flew out upside down.
The scene of Xiao Yao Changsheng's shot made those villagers widen their eyes, and they couldn't help but swallow their saliva, these cultivators of the Nine Xuanmen were even killed by Xiao Yao Changsheng without even having a chance to resist, if they didn't see it with their own eyes, who would dare to believe what was happening in front of them?
Even the old man of Longzhong couldn't help but rub his eyes, Yun Sheng and Xiao Yao Changsheng's simple blow directly hit the high Nine Xuanmen cultivators, at this time, he believed that a harmless young man and a delicate woman actually had such powerful strength. "A bunch of waste, and you dare to call yourself a master of the Nine Xuanmen?" Yun Sheng sneered and clapped her hands, and a cultivator rolled out under her palm, letting out an unwilling howl like a father and a dead mother, and spit out the blood that was surging down the teeth.
"Who the hell are you?"
Elder Mo, who was above the fire beast, finally showed a hint of horror, and was able to easily clean up the disciples of the Nine Xuanmen, its strength was definitely a terrifying existence, it seemed that the Nine Xuanmen was kicked on the iron plate this time.
"I'm sorry, but you're not qualified to know who I am? β
Yun Sheng stared at Elder Mo coldly, his eyes full of disgust and disdain.
The disciple of the Nine Xuanmen who wanted to take advantage of Yunshang had long since lost his covetousness, and more fear shrouded him in his heart, looking at Yunshang and shouting: "I am the messenger of the Nine Xuanmen, if you dare to kill me, the Nine Xuanmen will not let you go." β
"Xiaoyaolang, you say, you should kill or stay. β
Yun Sheng turned her head to glance at Xiao Yao Changsheng, and there was a bit of ridicule in her tone, as if it was not a decisive battle but a game between them.
Xiaoyao Changsheng smiled slightly: "Leave a messenger, let them choose for themselves, who is which messenger, it depends on their own luck." β
Yunshang chuckled and said, "That makes sense, so be it." As the words fell, the jade palm slapped a stone, and the huge stone immediately shattered into countless gravel stones, shooting towards the lifeline of those Nine Xuanmen cultivators.
"Ah......h
A miserable scream came out from the mouths of those Nine Xuanmen disciples, and above the chest, there were honeycomb-like blood holes without warning, and several five-star strength cultivators were injured under Yun Shang's hands like this.
Looking at the blood bubbling down from those disciples, Elder Mo couldn't help but shiver, and Yun Shang's means made him feel a cool breath rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
"Tang Zhongxing, you bad seed, it's your turn to eat good fruits next. Xiaoyaolang, the one surnamed Mo will be handed over to you. β
For Tang Zhongxing, a snail with rotten soup, before Xiaoyao Changsheng made a move, Yunshang had already scolded Tang Zhongxing.
"Boy, if you dare to kill me, the Nine Xuanmen will level your family, because my uncle is the Supreme Elder of the Nine Xuanmen, and you should know the means and strength of a Supreme Elder. β
Seeing the Immortal Wanderer flying towards him, Elder Mo shouted at the Immortal Immortal.
"Hehe, even if your uncle is the emperor, you will leave your life here today, if you want to settle the account, then let your uncle come to us, it's a pity that you can't report to him personally, so you can give him a dream." β
A little bit of the Immortal Golden Finger, a wisp of Origin Qi shot out of the fingertips, and on Elder Mo's forehead, a blood hole the size of a pigeon's egg suddenly appeared, and Elder Mo's body was planted from above the Fire Beast.
Since being promoted to a four-star origin qi master, it is the first time that Xiaoyao Changsheng has used the origin qi, at the same time that the golden finger called out the origin qi, the space aura has already undergone subtle changes, Elder Mo's hands and feet are like being tied up at that moment, and the slow time between shots is not one beat, two beats and three beats, after the origin qi of Xiaoyao Immortal has drilled a huge blood hole in Elder Mo's body, Elder Mo has not had time to react, and after the severe pain occupies Elder Mo's brain, Elder Mo knows that he has been hit by the way of free immortalityγ
"Boy...... You ......"
Elder Mo, who had rolled down from the fire beast and let him, covered the blood hole in his chest, staring at Xiao Yao Changsheng's eyes full of horror, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.
"Auntie * Grandma, don't kill me, I am willing to be the messenger of the Nine Xuanmen. β
Tang Zhongxing watched Yunshang fly over, frightened and begged loudly towards Yunsheng.
Yun Sheng smiled slightly and said, "No problem, it's okay, as long as you kill those messengers of the Nine Xuanmen, you can go to the Nine Xuanmen to report the news." β
Yunshang's words made Tang Zhongxing cry all of a sudden, none of those cultivators of the Nine Xuanmen Sect was not fierce and evil, he was a little grasshopper in front of others, and others could kill him as long as they moved their fingers.
Yun Shang's words also made Elder Mo's face turn pale, and the dignified little elder of the Nine Xuanmen was toyed with between applause like this, which was the biggest shame since he cultivated.
"Little girl, if you want to kill me, you won't be able to get any benefits, it's better for everyone to turn their rivalry into jade silk, and I will give you a huge pair of cultivation resources. β
Elder Mo was not frightened, in the face of Yunshang and Xiaoyao Changsheng's methods, he hoped that Yunshang and Xiaoyao Changsheng could retreat from the difficulties and let him leave Anning Village.
In the scene, the people and horses of the Nine Xuanmen had been killed by Xiaoyao Changsheng and Yunsheng, and there was no piece of armor left, and one by one, the cultivators looked at the blood hole that appeared on their bodies in disbelief, rolled down from the fire beast, and the frightened fire beast spread its hooves and ran out of Anning Village, leaving behind the yellow dust all the way.
Of the dozen or so cultivators of the Nine Xuanmen, only Tang Zhongxing and Elder Mo were left now.
The reason why Xiaoyao Changsheng and Yunshang did not kill Tang Zhongxing in advance was to let Tang Zhongxing see the cultivators of the Nine Xuanmen folded in Anning Village one by one, so that this invincible guy on weekdays would be tormented and tortured from the depths of the original soul.
Tang Zhongxing, who was embarrassed on the ground, looked at Elder Mo, who was pale above the fire beast, and smiled bitterly: "Elder Mo, I also overestimated the strength of the Nine Xuanmen, it turned out that I couldn't even deal with the two little dolls, which made it difficult for us to protect ourselves." β
Tang Zhongxing's dissatisfied words made Elder Mo furious: "Okay, you stupid thing, if it weren't for you instigating our Great Elder, would Lao Tzu have come here?
Elder Mo, who was angry, left the fire beast with a whoosh, and pressed down on Tang Zhongxing's palm, Tang Zhongxing, who had nowhere to dodge, was so frightened that his soul flew away, and he only hated himself for having two legs missing, and his palms danced wildly, wanting to resist Elder Mo's big killing move.