"True people are highly cultivated, if you want to kill, why bother to bully me like this!" The woman in white Shengxue's expression was extremely cold, and her cold tone came from her mouth.

If you can really kill, how can you not kill!

Zhao Xianzong smiled slightly, giving people a feeling like a spring breeze, "The girl has misunderstood, how can this seat do that kind of spicy thing to destroy flowers." Originally, it was just an inquiry, but the girl didn't cooperate, so she had to give a slight punishment. ”

After speaking, he arched his hand to the people who were holding magic weapons with murderous intent, and said, "It's rude to this seat!

Du Bishu and the others looked at the moody person in front of them, and they were also frightened and suppressed their anger, and they didn't pay attention to Zhao Xianzong's question, it seemed that they still had a bit of backbone.

"If a real person has something, you can just ask Ling'er, Ling'er knows everything!" Tian Ling'er, who was dressed in redwoods, saw the strange atmosphere in the field, and couldn't help but step forward and speak.

Hearing this, Zhao Xianzong smiled slightly, but everyone in Qingyunmen had a very unsightly face, but they all knew about the matter of Liubo Mountain, so they didn't say anything to stop them.

From Tian Ling'er's mouth, Zhao Xianzong had already understood where that huge luck came from.

It turned out that the three factions of Qingyun, Tianyin, and Incense gathered that day, and there was no large-scale attack by the Demon Gate, an old incident was finally opened, and the truth of the case in Caomiao Village was revealed, Cang Song immediately fled away when he saw that the matter was revealed, but Zhang Xiaofan was controlled by the anger in his heart, and he fell into the demon under the influence of the burning stick.

Afterwards, although the three factions felt the pity of Zhang Xiaofan's life experience, they still couldn't erase his rebellious behavior, and finally the three factions decided to expel Zhang Xiaofan from Qingyun, although a body of practice is still there, but everything has changed after losing the title of Qingyun's disciple.

Baguio didn't die for him blocking the sword, and the Demon Sect didn't attack in a big way, will he still have a life-and-death love with Baguio in the future? It is estimated that it will not, that Baguio eccentric elf is actually a very smart person, not so much that she is deeply in love with Zhang Xiaofan, but that she is in love with the feelings of colliding with the righteous demon defense.

It was very easy to abolish a top-level son of luck, this is the source of that luck, but Zhang Xiaofan, who lost his luck, can he kill it?

It's worth a try!

Knowing everything that should be known, Zhao Xianzong had no intention of entangling with these people anymore, so he got up with his sword, broke through the window directly, and went straight to Caomiao Village under Qingyun Mountain.

Looking at the back of Zhao Xianzong's departure, everyone's expressions were different, and hatred and killing intent appeared in the eyes of the woman in white for the first time.

Caomiao Village, decades ago, was also a peaceful place, located at the foot of Qingyun Mountain, the materials are extremely abundant, and the life of the villagers is also worry-free, but after a man-made disaster ten years ago, this former peaceful place has become a ruin and uninhabited, and the hundreds of tombs outside the village have added a little ghost to this place.

Zhao Xianzong's sword light was so fast, and he had already come to this remnant village at twilight. Standing at the entrance of the village and not entering, his divine sense swept over and found that aura that was not weak.

Zhang Xiaofan is sitting in front of the old ancestral hall in the village at the moment, staring at the sky blankly, the monk and Qingyunmen, who have been thinking that he is his life-saving benefactor for decades, are the culprits of all this, how can he accept this!

It's okay to be expelled from Qingyun now!I'm just afraid that I won't be able to see everything on Dazhu Peak again, and a touch of green figure flashed in my mind while being sentimental, maybe she won't dislike me!

~Boom~ Zhang Xiaofan, who was wandering outside the world, suddenly noticed that a killing intent was coming from the back of his heart, and hurriedly ran the Great Fan-like in a vain attempt to protect his heart, but after all, it was just in vain, and the long sword passed through his body, bringing up a blood mist in the sky.

~Puff~ Zhang Xiaofan fell down in response, and when he was dying, he seemed to see a pair of dark boots getting closer and closer to him, but he didn't have the strength to see the person's face clearly, but he was still muttering something in his mouth.

Looking at Zhang Xiaofan, who had lost his breath, and suddenly had an extra red luck book mixed with a little orange in his mind, Zhao Xianzong smiled slightly.

picked up the burning stick beside Zhang Xiaofan, and when he started it, there was a vicious aura that tried to invade his mind, but Zhao Xianzong was no one, and the human life in his hand may not be as good as this peerless beast, but it is definitely a lot.

~Hmph~ With a cold snort, the evil qi in the sky came out of the body, and directly met the soul rod, and by this impact, the bloodthirsty beads on the soul rod flashed a few times and regained calm.

Looking at the thing in his hand, Zhao Xianzong was very satisfied, he just didn't have the weapon in his hand, but this thing came in time, but this appearance was too ugly, it was better to practice into a sword.

With a wave of his sleeves, the cold palm power gushed out, and Zhang Xiaofan's body on the ground was instantly frozen into ice particles, and disappeared with the wind, and no trace could be found. Rising against the wind, Zhao Xianzong went straight to the southern Xinjiang.

At this moment, a group of masters in the Incense Valley gathered in Qingyunmen, the garrison of the Incense Valley was weak, it was a good time for him to refine his sword, if there was any fire in the world that could condense this soul stick, it could only be the underground fire of the Xuanhuo Altar, and the reason why the Incense Valley was built in the bitter cold land of southern Xinjiang was for this mysterious Xuanhuo Altar.

With Zhao Xianzong's cultivation at this moment, it took nearly a month to arrive at the place where the Incense Valley was located.

A vast undulating mountainous area, full of green grass, a few unknown birds and beasts flying high or playing in the forest, it is really a peaceful and peaceful scene. Looking farther, you can vaguely see the terraces of the incense houses built according to the undulating mountains, mighty to the sky.

If it is said that the land of Qingyun's sect is full of wisps of immortal energy, then this incense valley reveals another kind of noble aura everywhere, one is like the immortal in the air who does not stir up dust, and the other is the noble emperor who holds the rivers and mountains!

The sword rose up and went straight to the depths of the Incense Valley, his mana was cold, and the sword refining still needed the help of Shangguan Ce.

"Stop, come!" said a red-clothed Incense Valley disciple looking at Zhao Xianzong.

"The real people of the nine sects of this seat, quickly go and tell Shangguan Ce" The seemingly small voice suddenly spread throughout the audience, spreading towards the entire Incense Valley.

In just a moment, an angry voice came from afar: "Your Excellency, so bold, you actually came to my Incense Valley!"

Following the voice came a middle-aged man in a dark red shirt, this person had a square face and big ears, and held an object that looked like an arrow but not an arrow in his hand, and he could feel the cold aura in it from afar, but it was somewhat similar to his true power.

"Shangguan Ce?" Zhao Xianzong looked at the visitor

"That's right! Nine Sect True People, you kill my sect disciples, forcibly take away the treasure of my sect, you don't know whether you live or die!" After Shangguan Ce finished speaking, he held the Nine Condensation Cold Ice Thorn and attacked directly, the Nine Condensation Cold Ice Thorn was extremely cold, and Shangguan Ce's body was extremely hot, and it was so strange and harmonious to merge the two!

Zhao Xianzong saw that Shangguan Ce who was attacking was not a big deal, and the lion still needed to fight the rabbit with all his might, how could he not know this truth.

Dozens of magic seals were slammed with both hands, and with a straight push forward, a light blue sky net shrouded towards the attacking Shangguan Ce, who was coming forward, suddenly felt that there was a strong killing intent all around, this seemingly weak and powerless big net actually had the ability to hurt himself in every direction.

Frightened in his heart, he hurriedly stood in the air, his hands formed into ten and formed a strange handprint, and shouted "Xian!"

As the words fell, four fire dragons as thick as buckets appeared out of thin air in Shangguan Ce's palms, and Zhao Xianzong could feel the scorching heat from above from a few feet away.

"Roar" Several strange roars that looked like beasts and non-beasts resounded in the sky, and as Shangguan Ce pushed forward with both hands, the four fire dragons actually crashed straight towards the big net in the sky.

~Thorny~ A piercing roar came, and the large net condensed by Zhao Xianzong's mana was instantly shattered by these fire dragons. Of course, the four fire dragons have also lost two at the moment, and the remaining two also seem to be a little sluggish at the moment.

"Forbidden" shouted softly, Zhao Xianzong immediately pinched a few more handprints, but this time he went towards the two fire dragons.

~Thorny~ At the moment when the cold netting covered the fire dragon, the two fire dragons only resisted slightly, and turned into a sky of sparks and hurried towards Shangguan Ce.

Stopping his hand and standing, Zhao Xianzong did not make another move.

"The real person's cultivation is profound, and Shangguan Ce knows that he is invincible. What does the real person want?" "Taking back the fire dragon, Shangguan Ce's face was already pale, and he could see that the four fire dragons in an instant must have consumed a lot, and this was also due to Shangguan Ce's cultivation is not shallow, otherwise let alone four, none of them will work, the real dragon in the fire, this dragon is not a dead thing, but has a certain amount of intelligence, how can it be so easy to summon.

"If you want to refine something here, you still need the help of Elder Shangguan!"

"Hehe? Find me to refine the weapon for you? A real person is really delusional! Kill my disciple and take away the treasure of my sect! Any one of you and I is a great enemy of life and death! Today, Shangguan is not defeated by Your Excellency, and the only way to fight to the death is to give in?" Shangguan Ce's face turned wild, and he wanted to strike again after saying that Jiu Ning was cold and icy.