Zhan Xiaoyao flew back upside down again.

What a weird sword move, so sharp.

Feng Xiawu already understood that Grandpa Feng must have encountered an accident, and Zhan Xiaoyao and the acting dean were simply lying to me.

Feng Xiawu's expression changed several times, and Zhan Xiaoyao's warm words lingered in her ears.

A pair of phoenix eyes lost focus, and tears kept slipping.

Zhan Xiaoyao got up in embarrassment, took out the pill and threw it into his mouth, soothing the injury.

Before the dragon attacked the Martial Saint, the Martial Saint had already sensed the abnormality.

His brows and cheeks were instantly covered with frost.

It's such a weird aura, my Martial Saint Five Rank can't resist this cold.

When You Long arrived, the body of the Martial Saint had been frozen by extreme cold and lost consciousness.

Zhan Xiaoyao's eyes were full of chill, as if his whole person had turned into ice.

The dragon slammed into the body of the Martial Saint, instantly freezing the Martial Saint into an ice lump.

After the metal sword light, Zhan Xiaoyao, whose breath was extremely cold, swept his body, and appeared in front of the Martial Saint in two steps.

The extreme cold in his hand carried a violent momentum and a whimpering roar,

Bang!

The extremely hard ice mound, ice chips and scum flew in all directions, and the flying ice slag was like a sharp weapon with a sharp handle, shooting towards the two Dharma Saints in the air.

The two Dharma Saints panicked, and a series of movements were in the blink of an eye, and the Martial Saints, who were originally fierce and domineering, became statues in an instant.

The flying ice chips, with a sharp whistling, were already there.

The two Dharma Saints hurriedly raised their arms to block in front of them, and a flame and wind shield were released from the outside of their bodies.

Puff puff!

The sound of a sharp object destroying the wind shield was heard, followed by a terrible howl.

On the ground, the frightened eyes of the Martial Saint couldn't be turned, only full of incredulity and incredibleness.

The hardness of the ice was beyond his imagination, and he couldn't break free at all with all his strength.

Moreover, the young man in black, hundreds of thousands of catties of gravity hit the ice, and his body was already frozen in place.

Only the crunch of the ice kept coming.

The boy who swept in front of him turned out to be the scrap wood war that disappeared for a year?

Is it a waste material? It's already at the level of a martial saint. Horror, horror.

Irony, great irony. If I can return to the manor, I will definitely break you into pieces.

There was no point in being surprised, the black-clothed martial saint was full of sorrow and unwillingness, and the crisp sound in his ears was even more sharp.

The next moment, pieces of ice fell from the outside of the body, and then the ice cubes flew in all directions, and at the same time, even his own body turned into pieces of ice and flew out in all directions.

Without a trace of miserable howl, a martial saint actually fell.

Feng Xia Wu and Xiao Tian were also stunned by Zhan Yao's domineering.

Xiao Tian looked at Zhan Xiaoyao's eyes, and an indescribable friendship swelled up.

The two Dharma Saints were covered in blood, and the ice chips were not very badly injured, but only cut through the flesh and skin.

The two Dharma Saints panicked, looking at a martial saint with a strong body, such a strange and bizarre and tragic death, full of fear.

A violent and domineering attack, a strong body, and a handsome young man, this is simply unbelievable.

The First Law Saint was extremely flustered, and his thoughts had not been straightened out until now: "You, you are still an energy cultivator?"

The cold breath and cold eyes around Zhan Xiaoyao made the two Dharma Saints tremble.

Extremely cold words, from Zhan Xiaoyao's mouth: "You are the deputy owner of Youlan Villa?"

The two Dharma Saints glanced at each other, and one glanced at the woman in black in the distance and secretly winked.

The two Dharma Saints moved, and one of the Dharma Saints quickly recited the Dharma formula, and a black cloud surged in the air again.

The figure of another Dharma Saint disappeared, and at the same time, there was a scorching heat in the air.

Zhan Xiaoyao laughed shamefully: "Play with me with the flame." ”

Now that his identity has been exposed, Zhan Xiaoyao no longer has any scruples, his feet suddenly stepped on the ground, his body suddenly rose up, and with the help of the mountain wall on the left, he swept up again with one step.

A flame suddenly burst into the air, blocking the way in front of Zhan Xiaoyao, and the temperature of the flame was even hotter than before.

But this temperature is no big deal for Zhan Yao.

Suddenly, a wave of spiritual energy fluctuated in the sky above Fengxia Dance behind him, and a bolt of lightning in a dark cloud was about to chop down.

Zhan Xiaoyao's body swept out suddenly, and the 'extreme cold' in his hand carried a rage and scorching heat, and the dragon thorn used it again.

The air in the cave suddenly churned, and the black-red fire dragon invaded directly towards the clouds above Fengxia Dance.

"Xiaotian, hold Fengxia Dance and dodge. ”

The Zhan Xiaoyao roared rapidly in the air, and the evil spirit came out instantly, and with the cover of the fire dragon, the magic saint who appeared in the sky above the Fengxia Dance flew swiftly.

The black and red dragon instantly touched the clouds, and the high temperature of the dragon burned the clouds in an instant, and then attacked the Fa Sheng.

The Fa Sage was horrified, and was about to disappear again, when a silent flying sword had already arrived behind him.

Poof, the flying sword easily pierced the Dharma Saint's chest.

Zhan Xiaoyao gritted his teeth, and the flying sword was a dozen back and forth piercing.

A puff of blood flew in the air, and a miserable howl suddenly sounded.

At the same time, the fire dragon struck, and the body of the Dharma Saint turned into a cloud of black powder in an instant.

It's so evil, this young man is not only a practitioner, but also a body of fire and water.

With a terrifying body and powerful martial arts, there is no way for him to fight, let alone escape.

Hehe, the information can't be accurately grasped, and he still calls himself a killer to such an extent, and he is embarrassed to be thrown to his grandmother's house.

The last Dharma Saint in the air was full of horror, and his words trembled: "How is this possible, how is this possible?"

Zhan Xiaoyao's long hair flicked: "If you don't want to die, give me the honest one and kneel in front of me." Standing in the air, do you think I can't hit you?"

The man in black was angry, he had always been arrogant, and at this moment, someone dared to make a Dharma saint kneel down and laugh.

"You die. ”

A blazing flame struck the battle.

Zhan Xiaoyao guarded his body vigorously and approached step by step.

The flames were already approaching, and Zhan Xiaoyao was not afraid at all, and he was full of chuckles.

Fa Sheng panicked, except for the fire attribute and the flying sword, he had no other attack moves.

Zhan Xiaoyao burrowed into the flames, and walked out intact in a moment.

Zhan Xiaoyao's clothes were flying, and a pair of eyes full of contempt made Fa Sheng afraid.

The three saints, facing a second-grade martial saint, were defeated.

Not to mention the loss of the two, the other party was not injured.

The Dharma Saint hurriedly fell down, and actually fell to his knees on the ground.

Zhan Xiaoyao took two steps closer: "Who are you, those black clothes on the ground before were with you." ”

The black-clothed Dharma Saint hurriedly replied, "We are the three deputy owners of Youlan Mountain Villa, and the black-clothed people on the ground are also brought by us. ”

"And how did they die?"

"When I entered here and found something strange here, they were all crazy and wanted to go in and rob it, but they were killed by Deputy Master He. ”

Zhan Xiaoyao asked again, "What's inside, how did you find out here, and who else knows about it?"

The man in black continued: "The first and second floors are empty, and the ones above haven't been checked yet, so you're here.

We also found the entrance by chance, some of the strange beasts inside were too fierce, and the martial artists who came in to explore the way were all dead, so the villa sent us to bring people here.

Only the owner and individual members know about this. ”

Zhan Xiaoyao asked again: "How many sect forces are there in Wang Ji's Sunset City, and are they all at his disposal, there are a few sage and emperor-level cultivators. ”

The man in black was stunned: "Although the king is a martial saint, he is in the open, and there are several emperors in the dark, and the entire Black Tiger City already belongs to the king and is under management." ”

Sure enough, it was very powerful, and Zhan Xiaoyao continued to ask, "Have you heard of the Iron Blood Sect?"

The man in black shook his head.

"What kind of organization is the Martial Law Alliance?"

The man in black didn't expect Zhan Xiaoyao to ask this question, he was slightly stunned, and opened his mouth to say, "I don't know much about this, I only know that their branches are located in all the big cities of the Mortal Dust Continent, providing various services for cultivators.

They don't get involved in sectarian fighting, and it's not clear who is in control. ”

"Hand over all your storage items, as well as all your equipment. ”

The black-clothed Dharma Saint said in a hurry: "Please, don't kill me, I'll give it all to you, I'll give it all to you." ”

As he spoke, he threw out a bunch of storage bags.

Zhan Xiaoyao suddenly slapped his palm, shattered the spine of the Law Sage, and the "Spirit Devouring Decision" operated, absorbing the spiritual energy of the Law Sage, and after taking a Hua Ling Pill, he adjusted the injuries in his body.

After a few moments, his body was fine. Only then did Zhan Xiaoyao get up and walk towards Fengxia Wu.

Feng Xia Wu, whose eyes were dull, saw Zhan Xiaoyao at a glance, and suddenly got up and strode over.

"Is my grandfather already?"

As she spoke, Feng Xiawu's tears rolled down again.

Zhan Xiaoyao nodded slightly, his face full of loneliness.

Feng Xia Wu couldn't hold back any longer, and her body shook suddenly and she was about to fall.

Zhan Xiaoyao stepped over and hugged Feng Xia Wu in his arms, holding Feng Xia Wu's back: "If you want to cry, just cry as much as you want." ”

Feng Xiawu suddenly hugged Zhan Xiaoyao tightly, and cried loudly, and Zhan Xiaoyao's eyes couldn't help but moisten.

The sound of sad crying was particularly piercing in the empty cave, but the two beating hearts were tightly bound together by friendship and family affection.

Xiao Tian sighed lonely.

After a long time, Feng Xia Wu eased up, and her eyes were red and swollen.

Zhan Xiaoyao opened his mouth and said: "When you get out of here, I will take the two of you to a place, and when you go, I will tell you the specific situation." ”

Re-enter the second floor of the pavilion, which is the same as the first floor, empty, with only dozens of gray floor servants' mats.

The third, fourth, fifth and sixth floors are also the same.

In front of the staircase on the sixth floor and the seventh floor, Zhan Xiaoyao sighed slightly: "I hope that this trip will not be in vain." ”

The seventh floor on the seventh floor of the battle was suddenly sluggish, the room was full of dust, and there were several corpses lying on the ground, but the bones were almost powdered.

Behind a row of coffee tables, a man in silver-white armor and a majestic and domineering helmet lay on the ground.

Zhan Xiaoyao walked in cautiously, the man on the ground did not have a trace of breath, and his appearance was extremely handsome, just like the immortal on the wall of the cave outside the cave, but there was no immortal aura lingering.

Zhan Xiaoyao was surprised again, and suddenly under the man's ruddy face and skin, a black silk thread swam through, and it was extremely weird.