"Old Taoist, don't you ask me why I killed this person, and you want my life indiscriminately?"

Ren Feifei looked at the whistling palm wind and said coldly.

"Even if the junior of the Chen family commits a great sin, it's not something you can kill!" said the old Taoist.

Ren Feifei snorted coldly, he didn't have the slightest good impression of this Huaxia guardian.

"Hmph, Huaxia Guardian, bullshit Guardian! You are only protecting the powerful, not the common people! Get out!"

Ren Feifei's killing machine burst out, and the Jiuyang True Qi in his hand gathered into the Soul Devouring Needle.

The Soul Eater Needle, every time it is activated, it needs 24 hours of formation cooldown, otherwise it will be difficult to activate it again.

There was only one chance, and he had to take advantage of this to repel this Huaxia Guardian.

The fire dragon was in a stalemate with the old Taoist priest at the moment.

It seems that the old Taoist priest's dust whisk is a magic weapon with a machine spirit!

The old Taoist priest was stunned, and never thought that this kid would not only dare to kill in front of him, but also dare to say that the guardian was bullshit.

This is definitely the first cultivator in history who dares to insult the Huaxia Guardian!

This kid is really crazy!

At this moment, the prohibition inside the Soul Devouring Needle in Ren Feifei's hand was opened by Jiuyang True Qi, and a terrifying killing machine erupted!

Powerful True Qi is constantly tumbling around the perimeter of the Soul Eater Needle!

Ren Fei Fei shot out!

The Soul Eater Needle is like stepping through the void, which is daunting.

The old Taoist priest, who was still gloomy, changed his face when he saw the cold light flashing!

This needle is weird!

He even felt a sense of terrifying crisis, if his palm continued to blast towards the young man in front of him, he would definitely die!

He could clearly feel the terrifying coercion covered by the surface of the swift silver needle!

This kind of coercion even made the old Taoist priest want to surrender!

What the hell is this thing?

Could it be the weapon of that innate power?

Impossible!

This kind of magic weapon can be controlled by just a prefecture-level realm cultivator!

He didn't have time to think, he withdrew the power of his palm, and hurriedly used his true qi to move his whole body and disappeared in place.

thought that he had escaped the attack of the silver needle, but he never expected that the silver needle seemed to be conscious, and he actually followed him closely!

it!

What the hell is this!

Could this silver needle be the same as its own dust, with a machine spirit?

How is it possible, how could the machine spirit be attached to a small silver needle!

All this completely subverted the cognition of this guardian of Huaxia, and he understood that he really underestimated the young man not far away.

The other party dares to kill people under his nose, and there is absolutely a reason for him to have no fear!

The old Taoist priest knew that he could no longer hide, so he stretched out his hand, probed in the air, and said, "Dust, come!"

The dust that was originally in a stalemate with the fire dragon flew into the hands of the old Taoist priest in an instant.

Without the slightest hesitation, he directly applied his true qi to the dust, and then threw it towards the silver needle.

"There is dust in the road, and there is a clear float in the heart, go!"

The dust turned into a streamer of light, and slammed into the Soul Eater Needle with the momentum of destroying the world and destroying the world!

"Bang!"

Countless True Qi intertwined in the air, and in an instant, the Soul Devouring Needle released a domineering Jiuyang True Qi and crashed into the dust.

The magnetic field around the area rose and fell like churning waves, but in an instant, all of them were swallowed up by some force.

The dust shattered, and countless white threads flew in the air.

And Ren's extraordinary Soul Eater Needle also fell to the ground, without any energy fluctuations.

One destroyed, one wounded.

The old Taoist priest watched the dust that had accompanied him for many years actually dissipate between heaven and earth, and he couldn't say the pain in his heart.

He glared at Ren Feifei angrily, but he didn't dare to make any more offensive moves.

He is gone, but the other party may still have such a silver needle.

At this time, Ren Feifei knew that he was already a strong crossbow bow, and once the other party realized the fact that he only had one of the soul devouring needles, then he really had to explain here today.

So what now?

Pretending to be like the wind, always with me.

Ren Feifei squinted at the old Taoist, and in the next second, a silver needle appeared in his hand.

Not one!

It's a handful!

The old Taoist priest himself focused on Ren Feifei, and when he saw more than a dozen silver needles suddenly appear in Ren Feifei's hand, his whole eyes shrank.

Even subconsciously took a step back.

Nima, who the hell is this kid?

Could it be a peerless disciple from the Hidden Sect?

A silver needle almost killed him, and now that there is no dust, this guy actually took out a handful.

The old Taoist priest didn't even dare to imagine what kind of scene it would be if this silver needle came towards him!

Death!

Ren Feifei had a faint disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth, but he was panicked to death, and now he had to give full play to his Oscar-winning acting skills.

He took a few steps forward calmly, playing with the dozen silver needles in his hand, and said lightly: "I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Ren Feifei, you said, you broke one of my silver needles, can I give you these dozen silver needles?"

Ren Feifei is approaching step by step, and what he wants is to overwhelm the other party in momentum.

His voice was not loud, but it reached the ears of the old Taoist priest very clearly.

The old Taoist priest felt the murderous aura in the air, slowly brewing.

Quiescence.

No one spoke.

He felt some sweat on his back, a guardian at the peak of the prefecture-level realm was actually scared like this by a few silver needles, if another guardian in Jiangnan Province knew about it, he would definitely laugh and lose his teeth.

He pretended to be calm and said, "You think I'll be afraid of your silver needle, you think too much." I just don't bother to do anything with juniors like you. “

"Let me ask you, why did you brutally kill the juniors of the Chen family?"

Ren Feifei snorted coldly, listening to the meaning of this old way, he was obviously looking for the bottom of the steps.

"Who gave you the courage to question me like this, and who did I kill to give you a reason!" Ren Feifei said lightly.

The momentum is not lost in the slightest.

That's what I want.

It is estimated that this world dares to speak to the Guardian like this.

The old man's face sank, and he felt that Ren Feifei didn't look like he was cheating, now that the junior of the Chen family is dead, Chen Xuanwu can't die anymore.

He changed his words and said, "I can not blame the juniors of the Chen family in the past, but today, Chen Xuanwu and I must take it away, do you know what the crime of killing the patriarch of the six major families in the capital is?"

Ren Feifei didn't ask about the news of the curser, and he definitely wouldn't let Chen Xuanwu go, he directly refused: "If you want to take someone from me, it doesn't exist!"

Lao Dao can't get off the stage at all, is this kid deliberately on the same level as himself?

It's a big deal!

I'm a guardian, how can I be aggrieved!

He glanced at the silver needle in Ren Feifei's hand, and said, "How can you let Chen Xuanwu go?" If you insist on taking it away, then the old man can only desperately keep people!"

(End of chapter)