Li Halfian was happy in his heart, even if you have a little eyesight, I will let you go when Lao Tzu kills people later.

The man in charge slowly closed the scroll and put it into his space ring, the more he looked at Li Sleepian, the more unhappy he became, why didn't he have such a good skin?

The leading man said to Li Halfian unhappily: "You can actually kill Liang Chenyang, your ability is not small, you shouldn't be an ordinary man, which sect are you from?"

Li Bumian felt a little big, why did these people ask him which sect he was from as soon as they came up, and those with high strength had to study in the immortal unit? Lao Tzu is a freelancer, right?

In order not to be troubled by these fools in the future, Li Budian asked this and that every day, he simply started a sect by himself, Li Budian thought for a moment, and immediately had an answer, and gave his sect a fair name.

Li Budian said indifferently: "Blood Abuse Pavilion, Li Sleepless." ”

The black man in the lead had a question mark face: "??? Blood Abuse Pavilion?" He suspected that he had heard it wrong, he had been in Senluo Sword Continent for so many years, and he had never heard of this sect.

He Caiyun and Qin Feng and the others felt a little more confident in their hearts, if Li Busian was also a member of the sect, then today's catastrophe might be able to rely on Li Halfian, a nobleman, to survive.

The people in the golden robes all looked at each other, and they had never heard of any Blood Abuse Pavilion.

"What kind of sect is this? Have you heard of it?"

"No, there are books in the sect that record the information of the Senluo Sword Continent sect, and there are all kinds of sects, large and small, I have flipped through it several times, but this Blood Abuse Pavilion has never heard of it. ”

"Blood Torture Pavilion, it sounds like a very brutal sect!"

"That's right, it's as if the people inside are extremely cruel and murderous. ”

Li Sleepian smiled and said nothing, secretly admiring his talent, the so-called Blood Abuse Pavilion is to abuse you blood, to abuse you miserably, in short, to turn you over.

The man in charge frowned and thought for a while, then sensed that something was wrong, and finally his eyes flashed, he looked at Li Sleepian coldly, and said angrily: "Blood Abuse Pavilion?

The man who took the lead woke up the person in the dream with a word, and all the people in the golden robe present understood that there was no blood abuse pavilion at all, it was all nonsense made up by the person in front of him.

He Caiyun and the others also sweated for Li Sleepian when they heard this, they thought that Li Busian's sect was not a big faction, so these people had never heard of it.

The corners of Li Bumian's mouth showed a hint of curvature, and he said indifferently: "You have no jokes, the Blood Abuse Pavilion does exist, and I am the Lord of the Blood Abuse Pavilion." ”

The man in charge looked at Li Busian playfully, and said mockingly: "Blood Abuse Pavilion Master, I don't think you have to bluff, I, Feng Zhiyuan, have been in Senluo Sword Continent for decades, and the name of the Blood Abuse Pavilion is unheard of." ”

Li Bumian kept it in mind, and it turned out that this was the name of this egg place.

Li Sleepian smiled lightly, thought for a moment of pretending to be a forceful speech, and then said with a bang: "I haven't heard of the name of the Blood Abuse Pavilion, that can only mean that you are a frog at the bottom of the well, sitting in the well and watching the sky, just ants, I don't know that my Blood Abuse Pavilion is also very common." ”

Feng Zhiyuan was furious: "The frog at the bottom of the well? Are you saying that our Nanyang Sect is the bottom of the well?"

A group of golden-robed people immediately understood after listening to Feng Zhiyuan's words, and the arrogant man in front of them was pointing at Sang and scolding Huai.

Li Halfian was furious, and a group of golden-robed people shouted and cursed.

"What kind of thing are you, and you dare to belittle our Nanyang Sect?"

"That's it, Nanyang Sect is something that you can humiliate with a scum-like little white face?"

Li Busian was shocked when he heard this, and said hesitantly: "Male...... Man...... Male Yang Sect!?"

Feng Zhiyuan saw Li Butian's shocked expression, and immediately laughed happily: "What's the matter, you're scared?"

A group of golden-robed people looked at Li Bumian's shocked expression and were all happy, and they were obviously afraid when they heard this person's tone.

Li Budian still couldn't believe it, and confirmed again: "It's really ...... Male Yang Sect?"

Feng Zhiyuan smiled without saying a word, looking at Li Sleepian's eyes as if he was looking at a monkey.

A group of disciples of the Nanyang Sect couldn't help the breath in their hearts just now, and they all mocked Li Sleepian.

"Of course it's Nanyang Sect, now you're scared, right?"

"This coward was dragged like twenty-eight five just now, and when I heard the name of our Nanyang Sect, my legs were weak. ”

"It's really funny, just look at our clothes, it's not Nanyang Sect. ”

Li Budian was absent-minded at this time, he didn't hear the ridicule of these people, he only felt that the sky was thundering, and he couldn't believe that there were people in this world who named Male Yang as the sect, Li Halfian still couldn't believe that someone was so stupid, and repeatedly confirmed: "Male Yang Sect...... Is it the organ in the male body? I can't believe that there is such an otherworldly sect.

He Caiyun: "......"

Qin Feng: "......"

Su Qianqian: "......"

"You!" Feng Zhiyuan covered his chest, almost spurting out a mouthful of blood in anger. The Nanyang Sect was a famous sect, but the man in front of him said that it was indecent, hurtful and elegant, and pushed the Nanyang Sect to a very vulgar position.

Everyone in the Nanyang Sect was furious, this Blood Abuse Pavilion Master in front of them was insulting their entire sect! Senluo Sword Continent is vast, among which there are countless sects, and the Nanyang Sect is considered a big sect, in the south of Senluo Sword Continent, except for the five major sects in the south, which are in full swing, the Nanyang Sect is considered to be the best, and this little-known young man in front of him can slander?

"Don't talk to him too much! This kid has sharp teeth, Wang Fei! Go up and kill him directly!" Feng Zhiyuan shouted.

Then, among the people of the Nanyang Sect, an ordinary-looking young man jumped out and walked towards Li Sleepian.

"Boy, you have to pay for your arrogance!" The man named Wang Fei twisted his eyebrows and clenched his palms into a fist, Wang Fei didn't dare to hold it up, the person in front of him was able to kill the water-stopping swordsman Liang Chenyang, which showed that he was not an ordinary man, no matter how he was in the realm of refining qi, it was very likely to be higher than this, although he was already in the late stage of foundation building, but the lion fought the rabbit with all his strength.

Wang Fei forced his true qi to converge into his right hand, and traces of fiery aura wrapped around his hand, and finally converged into a translucent fist emitting golden light that wrapped around his right hand.

"I didn't expect Senior Brother Wang's Shattering Flame Fist to be so mastered. ”

"Shattering Yan Fist is the exclusive method of Nanyang Sect, although everyone is qualified to learn, but it is difficult to fully master it, looking at Senior Brother Wang Fei's posture, I am afraid that he has mastered it perfectly. ”

"Okay! punch that ignorant fanatic!"

Everyone in the Nanyang Sect cheered for Wang Fei.

Li Budian was a little interested in his heart, seeing that this posture should be much more powerful than Liang Chenyang, it was best not to let himself down.

Li Budian smiled faintly and said to Wang Fei: "Male Yang Shattering Yan Fist, it should be very awesome, let the horse come over!"

Wang Fei sneered: "Since you can't wait to die, then I will fulfill you!"

Wang Fei raised his right fist and rushed towards Li Halfian like a thunderbolt, burning the air wherever his fist slashed, bringing a wave of heat that was about to smash on Li Halfian's face.

"You're so strong, you're the strongest person I've ever seen!" Li Halfian sighed, if this fist hit someone, that person would definitely be wiped out in an instant.

The strength of this otherworldly person is really extraordinary, is it true that the Immortal Sect cultivates immortals?

Li Budian thought to himself, if it was this person, maybe he would be able to take a knife from himself!

"Here comes the knife!"

A white light flashed on Li Bumian's fingers, and a watermelon knife appeared out of thin air.

Wang Fei had already approached Li Budian's body, and the fierce and scorching thousand pounds of punches were about to smash into Li Halfian's face.

A group of people from the Nanyang Sect shouted hello, and this outrageous fanatic was about to be burned to slag.

Su Qianqian was beating drums in her heart at this time, and he prayed that Li Sleepian would never have an accident.

"Take your life!"

Wang Fei shouted violently.

Li Sleepian drew the knife, took out the knife, put the knife away, and did it in one go, and everyone present did not see Li Sleepian's movements clearly.

It was only a dozen centimeters away from touching Li Bumian's fist, but it came suddenly, as if it had been frozen and frozen.

"What's the matter, Wang Fei, hit him!" Feng Zhiyuan didn't know what Wang Fei was doing, and the fist that was about to hit Li Halfian's face suddenly stopped somehow.

"You!" Wang Fei's eyes were full of incredulity, looking at the man in front of him as if he had seen a ghost.

Syllable!

Wang Fei's right fist went out of flames at once, and then the entire palm was cut off, and it fell to the ground with a snap, and the broken blood on his forearm gushed like a spring.

Li Halfian shook his head, and sighed in his heart, no, it's still too weak.

Poof!

Wang Fei was split in the middle and broken in half, which was miserable.

"Gongzi Li is so strong!" Su Qianqian exclaimed.

He Caiyun and Qin Feng's eyes also widened, Li Busian's killing of the water-stopping swordsman Liang Chenyang in seconds is nothing, if Li Busian is a member of the Immortal Cultivation Sect, this makes sense, but how powerful is it to kill the monks in the Immortal Cultivation Sect in seconds?

"Hiss......"

Feng Zhiyuan and a group of disciples of the Nanyang Sect gasped one after another, and slashed the monks of the late stage of foundation building with one sword, which was terrifying! This person was at least in the Jindan realm, otherwise it would be impossible to achieve this point, and the most terrifying thing was that none of the people present could see how Li Busian came out with the knife!

"Who the hell are you?" Feng Zhiyuan's voice trembled slightly, and he asked Li Bumian.

Li Budian stood with his hands in his hands and said indifferently: "I said it, this seat is the Lord of the Blood Abuse Pavilion. ”

Feng Zhiyuan didn't believe Li Sleepian's nonsense at all, and thousands of thoughts flashed in his heart, why did such a strong person appear in the Drunken Immortal Tower?

Feng Zhiyuan suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and an extremely terrifying reasoning took shape in his mind.

Feng Zhiyuan shouted at Li Immortal, "You are the shadow of the Lingyun Sect?"

Every sect has some unsightly things, and these always have to be dealt with by someone, and these departments responsible for dealing with these things are collectively called the dark department, which can also explain why Li Busian did not appear in the information scroll of the Lingyun Sect, and the information of these people is generally perfectly protected.

Li Sleepian was speechless, the dark part of the Lingyun Sect? When did Lao Tzu get involved with the Lingyun Sect again? What kind of egg is the dark department?

Feng Zhiyuan looked at Li Halfian and became more frightened the more he thought about it, the more he believed the reasoning in his mind, and he solemnly said to Li Halfian: "It must be the news that our Nanyang Sect wants to erase Nie Xiaorou has been revealed, and the news has already been known by your Lingyun Sect, the people sent by the Lingyun Sect to protect Nie Xiaorou have important matters and are transferred back to the sect is just a pretense, Lingyun Sect wants to use this to draw out the sect that wants to deal with itself, it is really ...... What a strategy!"

Everyone in the Nanyang Sect also looked incredulous when they heard this, it turned out that the Lingyun Sect actually had such a calculation!

"No wonder...... No wonder ......"

"Nie Xiaorou's talent is so demonic, Lingyun Sect will definitely be ready for it, and it is impossible to give others a chance to take advantage of it!"

"No wonder the person who protects Nie Xiaorou will be suddenly transferred, I already thought it was very strange, it turned out to be ......"

Feng Zhiyuan took a deep breath, looked at Li Sleepian solemnly, and sighed: "What a trick to throw stones and ask for directions!"

Li Sleepian: "!"

Li Halfian really believes in the evil of fantasy novels, and all the people in the other world who say good are stupid? Throwing stones to ask for directions? Li Halfian is speechless, I'll go to your throwing stones to ask for directions.

Li Halfian was furious and shouted, "Are you also a Conan!"