Ling Li was held in Kou Shan's arms, and suddenly said, "We can't go back to Yang Valley." ”

Kou Shan was stunned: "Why?"

"I've heard from your master about your trip, and you've been recognized by many people, haven't you?"

Kou Shan nodded.

Ling Li continued, "Since they all know that you are the Dao Master of the Coming Yang Valley now, do you think those who covet the treasures on your body will come to the door?"

Kou Shan thought for a moment, and asked, "Then where should we go now?"

Ling Li said in a low voice: "In this situation, I can only go to my house, there must be no one to find there, even if a few people know the location, they will not dare to break in." ”

Kou Shan was aroused by curiosity, he had never asked about Ling Li's family, so he asked, "Where is your home?"

"You'll know when you go, in the southern part of the Southern Regions. ”

So Kou Shan said to Chongming: "You go back to Yanggu by yourself, we won't go back." ”

Chongming was stunned for a moment, and then the first thought that came to his mind was that Kou Shan was afraid that the people of the Ding Tianzong would come to retaliate, so he planned to escape.

Ling Li said to him: "After you go back, let the disciples in the valley leave quickly, and in a short time, there will be many uninvited guests going there." ”

Chongming nodded and went alone.

Kou Shan, Ling Li, and Bai Leng turned around and flew south.

Before he flew far, Ling Li suddenly frowned and said, "The people from the Yang Refining Sect are here. ”

Kou Shan looked at the sky, and a group of black dots were flying towards them.

Dozens of people from the Lianyang Sect came closer, led by an old man in a red robe, and Lu Junming was standing behind the old man in a red robe.

This old man is the sect master of the Yang Refining Sect, the real person of the Yang Refining Sect.

Lianyang Zhenren looked at Kou Shan, who was holding Ling Li, and said, "You are the one who took advantage of the old man's retreat to come to my Lianyang Sect to spread wild and hurt people?"

Kou Shan said: "You are the sect master of the Yang Refining Sect?"

Lian Yang is really humane: "It's the old man." If you are arrested, the old man can still spare your life and hand you over to Wei Xiaoyou for disposal. ”

Kou Shan didn't answer, but fell to the ground with Ling Li in his arms, and Bai Leng also fell to the ground.

The people of the Yang Refining Sect also landed on the ground, thinking that Kou Shan was going to be captured.

Kou Shan put Ling Li down and said to her and Bai Leng: "Give me a little time, wait for me to kill this group of guys who are looking for death, and then move on." ”

Bai Leng drew his sword and said, "I'll help you." ”

Kou Shan shook his head: "Master, you can protect yourself and Ling Li, and they will be handed over to me to deal with." ”

Then he turned to face the cadres of the Yang Refining Sect, and the black sword was held in his hand.

Lian Yang Zhenren glanced at him and sneered, "Want to resist? stupid!"

Stick out your finger, pop out a little spark, and fly towards Koushan.

Kou Shan slashed away with a sword, and as soon as the spark touched the blade of the sword, it suddenly exploded, and a ball of fire enveloped Kou Shan.

Lu Junming looked at the figure in the fire, and sneered in his heart: "Ten times the foundation is built, no matter how strong you are, can you beat my father?"

Unexpectedly, Kou Shan's figure walked out of the firelight step by step, unscathed, and even the corners of his clothes were not burned.

"How is this possible?" Lian Yang Zhenren couldn't believe that the scene in front of him was real, even if he could take his own attack, he wouldn't be so unscathed, right?

Kou Shan just wrapped himself in spiritual power, and the flames couldn't hurt him in the slightest, and his spiritual power was even hotter than this flame.

The black sword in his hand had begun to turn red, as if it had just been taken out of the smelting furnace, and there was an arc of electricity coiled on it.

An equally red sword flew towards Kou Shan at great speed, taking him straight to his head.

Kou Shan split it with a sword and rushed towards Lianyang Zhenren, and the flying sword flew back upside down, blocking him from advancing.

He held the sword and clanged with it for dozens of times, knocking the flying sword into the air continuously, and finally rushed to the front of Lianyang Zhenren.

The blade of the sword slashed a crimson sword entwined with thunder and lightning, and slashed towards the real person of Lianyang.

Lian Yang Zhenren blasted it away with a strong spiritual power, but he felt a burning sensation in his palm, and at the same time, there was a feeling of paralysis.

He looked down and saw a blackened mark on his palm.

He himself is a person who cultivates fire-based spiritual power, and this is the first time he has experienced the feeling of being burned by other people's attacks, and he can't help but be surprised, and secretly said in his heart that this kid is so pure fire-based spiritual power!

When the flying sword stabbed again, Kou Shan's left palm condensed thunder and lightning, and he actually grabbed the sword body, and the power of thunder and lightning with the breath of heaven and earth poured into the sword body, destroying the spiritual power in the sword.

At the same time, the red sword in his right hand was wrapped around the golden thunderbolt, and a sword pierced into Lianyang Zhenren's chest, piercing it in half.

A golden tribulation thunderbolt broke into Lianyang Zhenren's body, and Lianyang Zhenren screamed miserably, condensed huge spiritual power in his palms, and blasted Kou Shan out.

Lian Yang Zhenren looked down and saw that there was already a bloody hole in his chest, and the wound was charred black.

After Kou Shan stabilized his body in the distance, a wisp of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Bearing the palm of a powerhouse in the middle stage of the Transformation God Realm is still enough for him to drink a pot.

The tip of his sword slashed to the ground, leaving a pitch-black sword mark, and rushed towards Lianyang Zhenren again.

Lu Junming was speechless in surprise when he saw that his father was injured, and he used the foundation realm to hard-shake the middle stage of the Transformation God, this matter sounded ridiculous, but it happened in front of his eyes at this time.

Seeing Kou Shan rushing towards his father again, he shouted to the disciples of the Lianyang Sect who were also stunned: "What are you doing in a daze, don't you go together!"

Only then did the disciples of the Lianyang Sect rush up and attack Kou Mountain.

Lian Yang Zhenren felt that his old face was simply lost at this time, and he was fighting against a junior who had built a ten-fold foundation, and he was going to besiege his own disciples!

If this matter spreads, I am afraid that the big teeth of the people of the world will be laughed off.

Kou Shan faced dozens of flying swords of different colors attacking him, and a sword swung out, affecting the spiritual power of the four directions, and a sword several zhang long flew out, accompanied by a thunderbolt.

Those flying swords that slashed at him were immediately shot down, and the remaining fish that slipped through the net were easily opened by him with his sword, and he rushed into the group of disciples of the Lianyang Sect, and for a moment he was like a tiger entering a flock, and blood was flying.

Lian Yang Zhenren's expression was gloomy, and suddenly he slapped a palm at Ling Li, who had the weakest spiritual power, Ling Li felt a strong suction force coming, and involuntarily flew towards Lian Yang Zhenren.

Bai Leng immediately jumped up and grabbed Ling Li.

Lianyang Zhenren's face turned cold, and the other palm struck, and a red palm print carried a huge spiritual pressure towards the Baileng seal.

Bai Leng pulled Ling Li with one hand, and condensed a piece of clear light with the other hand to block the flying palm print.

But she has not yet stepped into the realm of transforming gods, where is she the opponent of the refining yang real person in the middle stage of the transformation of the god, not to mention that the nature of the refining yang real person's spiritual power is manic, and she is already good at attacking.

The clear light she condensed only resisted for a breath before it was broken open by the red palm print, and the crimson spiritual power struck her.

Bai Leng's body flew upside down, and a bead of blood was sprinkled in the air.

Seeing this, Kou Shan, who was fighting with the disciples of the Lianyang Sect, split the person in front of him in half with a sword, flew towards Bai Leng, and caught her delicate body thrown away.

"Master!"

He thrust his sword beside him and looked at Bai Leng in his arms, only to see that her face was pale, and several bright red blood streaks crossed her pale face from the corners of her mouth.

She looked at Kou Shan and forced a smile: "I'm fine, go and save her." ”

There was a sound of a sharp blade breaking through the air behind him, and Kou Shan grabbed the flying sword stabbed from behind with one hand, and in a hurry, he had time to urge the power of thunder and lightning in the future, and blood oozed from his palm.

He turned his head sharply, threw out the flying sword in his hand, pierced through several Yang Refining Sect disciples who rushed towards him, and then pulled out his own sword.

The blood in the palm of his hand flowed onto the red sword body, and there was a sneering sound, and a bright red flame ignited from the sword body.

With his left hand around Bai Leng, he rushed into the disciples of the Lianyang Sect and cut off a person's head with a sword, the wound was scorched black and dry, and the blood could not seep out.

Seeing Ling Li flying towards Lianyang Zhenren, Kou Shan set his eyes on Lu Junming and rushed straight towards him.

The disciples of the Yang Refining Sect had already been killed by him, and no one dared to stop him along the way.

Lu Junming was startled when he saw Kou Shan rushing towards him, and hurriedly fled to where his father was.

A golden lightning bolt spread out from Kou Shan's right palm, flying out from the tip of the sword, and hitting Lu Junming with lightning and flint.

Lu Junming let out a miserable scream, froze in place, and fell to the ground.

Kou Shan rushed to Lu Junming, who had fallen to the ground, and stepped on him, the tip of his sword sticking to his chin and sticking to the ground.

And Ling Li had been sucked in front of Lianyang Zhenren, and Lianyang Zhenren grabbed her neck.

Seeing that his son was trampled under the feet of Kou Shan, Lianyang Zhenren's face changed.