Gu Xuan was waiting for this moment, he slapped his palm on his chest, and the Demon Seal was pinched out and hit him.

With a bang, the demon cultivator in the early stage of the spiritual realm was blown up on the spot, his flesh and blood were spilled, and he died.

Chen Fei, who was fighting with the thin monk, was very excited, was this the sword envoy who was personally appointed by the ancestor?

The thin monk saw that the demon cultivator's body changed color in an instant, and he didn't care about Chen Fei, turned around and fled.

"Can you go?" Gu Xuan's cold voice, like the call of death, made the thin monk shiver involuntarily.

He turned around and swept it with his afterglow, only to see Gu Xuan reach out with an illusory big hand, enveloping him. He struggled to surging all his spiritual power, using what he had learned, in a vain attempt to break the big hand condensed by this Tiangang Qi.

In the palm of the conjured hand, there were runes flashing, which Gu Xuan had figured out in the battle, and now he was able to use the qi talisman by using this conjured qi palm.

A slashing talisman fell, and the emaciated monk was slapped down from the air by a large hand, and he fell to the ground, bleeding from his mouth and nose.

The voice in the distance became more and more urgent, and Gu Xuan handed over the injured thin monk to Chen Fei, and swept himself up, where did he dare to go.

Chen Fei walked towards the seriously injured thin monk, and slashed with his sword...

Gu Xuan hurried to the back mansion at an extremely fast speed, where the sound had calmed down, and the sound of cries and grappling was heard. When he arrived, he saw more than a dozen monks fighting, and in the midst of the battle, he saw a shadow at a glance.

Ling Mengchu.

He was stunned for a moment, and then he saw Ling Mengchu being grabbed by a monk in the late stage of enlightenment, smiling lewdly, with foul language in his mouth.

Gu Xuan was furious, his body rushed out, and he arrived in front of the man in a few breaths, he didn't say a word, raised his hand and patted. The scattered cultivation in the late stage of Qiling was panicked, and he instinctively used Ling Mengchu to block it.

Ling Mengchu had already fallen into despair, thinking that even if she died, she could not be insulted, she was stopped by the monk, her eyes saw Gu Xuan, after a breath, her beautiful eyes shone brightly, her fists were clenched, and crystal tears slipped from the corners of her eyes.

"He's here, how could he be here!" Ling Mengchu panicked, his embarrassed appearance was seen by him, what should he do.

Gu Xuan's palm landed on his shoulder, and he pulled her into his arms, looking at each other with an indescribable wonder.

"Hey. "When the two of them were in love, which Qiling later stage seemed to have seized the opportunity to sneak attack Gu Xuan from behind, a spiritual power was extremely fierce, he believed that if this blow was successful, Gu Xuan would lose his combat power even if he didn't die.

Unexpectedly, Gu Xuan didn't turn his head, and his probe hand held a punch that he attacked, and all that spiritual power was borne by him, and he didn't even blink his eyes.

Gu Xuan's hand was forced, and the monk in the late stage of Qiling screamed again and again, constantly begging for mercy.

Crunch, squeak.

The sound of bones shattering was heard clearly, and the heart-rending screams of the late-stage monks shocked the nearby fighting accomplices, all of whom looked in shock.

The physical body in the late stage of Qiling is already very strong, even the ordinary Spirit Ruin Realm can't crush their bones alive, what is the origin of this young man in front of him.

"I'll leave it to me. Gu Xuan said softly, but it gave Ling Mengchu firm confidence, with him, everything could be solved.

After Ling Mengchu left, Gu Xuan was still holding the man's palm, the qi and blood in his body were surging, he roared angrily, pulled hard, and forcibly tore the man's arm, and then kicked the man's chest, and after sliding out, he was motionless, and from the broken arm, red blood flowed down and flowed all over the ground.

This scene made those invaders sweat on their foreheads and cold on their backs, and there were not a few of them in the late stage of Qiling, and they were all afraid and didn't dare to look directly at Gu Xuan.

"Good boy, that's ruthless. "A white-faced man in his thirties, staring at Gu Xuan with gloomy eyes, he is the disciple of the middle stage of the Spirit Ruins.

Gu Xuan looked at him, full of murderous intent, and said, "As a monk, but you came to bully mortals, you should be punished." ”

"It's really a big breath, just because you want to kill me too?" the white-faced middle-aged man sneered, he had already noticed that Gu Xuan's cultivation had only just broken through the early stage of the Spirit Ruins, so he was naturally not afraid, and his reputation was also very big among the scattered cultivators.

Gu Xuan's eyes were cold, he didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, he borrowed the strength under his feet, jumped up a few feet, and his hands flashed with runes together. This is different from the rune drawn with both hands, now he can use two hearts, two extremely powerful qi runes together, and give the other party a dismount.

Although the white-faced middle-aged man made mocking remarks, he actually did not underestimate Gu Xuan, he had just killed a late stage of enlightenment, which already made him jealous and regarded Gu Xuan as the biggest obstacle.

"Huangkou Xiaoer, you dare to provoke me. In the face of Gu Xuan's domineering oppression, the white-faced middle-aged man was full of anger, he was not willing to lose face in front of some juniors, and Gu Xuan's killing had oppressed them in momentum, and at this time, Gu Xuan had to be hit hard to increase morale.

His hands were glowing with fluorescence, his palms were shining, very extraordinary, and with a strong force, he slapped towards Gu Xuan. The qi talismans in Gu Xuan's hands were played at the same time, but they were all caught by one of his palms, and the momentum was unabated.

Gu Xuan's eyes were slightly condensed, but he was not afraid, and the Tiangang Qi covered his hand, meeting the palm.

Syllable!

The two palms intersected, and both of them were a little shocked and surprised in their hearts, they didn't expect the other party to be so strong. Gu Xuan experienced the recasting of the Holy Body, the transformation and rebirth, and then the tempering of the body by the method of the Fire Dao, and his physique was already unprecedentedly strong, even surpassing the equivalent Holy Body, and now he actually felt resistance in the face of a loose spiritual void mid-stage.

None of them were hurt, and they had a lot of opinion of each other in their hearts.

Gu Xuan didn't know that the white-faced middle-aged man at this time was greatly shaken in his heart. He clearly understood that this palm of his hand was not an extraordinary object, it was a hand bone that he obtained under great chance, and it was fused by him. He once used this palm to resist the late blow of the Spirit Ruins, but now in the face of a hairy boy, it didn't work.

"It's a difficult character. The white-faced middle-aged man's eyes flickered, his palm moved again, and a fluorescent light attacked, making Gu Xuan's face solemn, he snorted lightly, his blood was surging, and he slapped his palm with ninety percent of his strength, and a blow containing the power of qi and blood directly shattered the fluorescence.

The two met again, and Gu Xuan fought with him hand-to-hand with the help of his strong body. During the battle, he noticed that this person had been fighting him with that white palm all along, and that if he had changed to the other palm, he could not fight him.

Discovering this, Gu Xuan knew in his heart that the first stage of Tenglong was full of strength, turning into an afterimage, and he shot very quickly, constantly attacking his weak points, so that the palm of his hand had no time to take the move.

When the white-faced middle-aged man was tired of coping, Gu Xuan's eyes flashed, he seized an opportunity and shook his fist away, the white-faced middle-aged man was shocked, and he had to use the ordinary palm nearby to deal with it.

Boom!

With a punch, the ferocious forehead force knocked him back, and he snorted in his mouth, and after quickly retreating for more than ten zhang, he stabilized his body and looked at Gu Xuan with anger.

"The sword makes it mighty!" Chen Fei, who rushed over, shouted at him next to him. The rest of the Ling family's disciples were also moved, they knew Gu Xuan's identity, and they should still call them Senior Brother, but now they can rival the middle stage of the Spirit Ruins, which made them feel ashamed of themselves at the same time, they also had a kind of heartfelt awe for them.

"At the beginning of the dream, is this the person you have been thinking about for a long time? Ling Mengchu, who was staring at Gu Xuan's side with brilliant eyes, with thick eyebrows and wide forehead, Ling Yue, the head of the Ling family, with a majestic aura, opened his mouth and said softly.

Ling Mengchu's face was slightly red, but his eyes dimmed in an instant, he was so good, he could only be a drag, he was afraid that he would not be in the same world after all.

"Junior, you deceive people too much!" At this time, the white-faced middle-aged man was really angry, losing to a junior whose cultivation was not as good as him in public, so that the prestige he had accumulated for half his life dissipated, which was unforgivable in his opinion.

"If I don't kill you, what face will I Zhen Zhi have to base myself in the immortal cultivation realm. ”

As he spoke, he pinched out the Xuan'ao Seal in his hand, and in an instant, the wind surged, and the wind howled, causing everyone in the Ling family to exclaim.

Gu Xuan stood still in the wind. The wind was strengthening, blowing away the tiles above the Ling Mansion. Suddenly, the wind stagnated, and a stream of spiritual power shot out from Zhen Zhi's hand, condensing into a wind blade, coming towards Gu Xuan from all directions, and with a finger in his hand, those wind blades were stabbing towards Gu Xuan.

Gu Xuan used the Tiangang Qi to envelop himself, allowing the wind blades to stab and hit him. He stepped towards Zhen Zhi and raised his palm to hit him in the chest.

Zhen Zhi sneered, raised his white palm to usher, and before he could make contact, Gu Xuan's palm suddenly erupted a flame, the flame was very spiritual, clinging to his arm, and then spreading to his whole body.

"You are despicable!" Zhen Zhi immediately panicked when he saw this scene, he scattered his tricks and used all his cultivation to resist the burning of the flames, Gu Xuan took the opportunity to sacrifice the Demon Seal and hit him in the ribs.

Gu Xuan bullied himself, and Zhen Zhi, who could only passively defend with punch after punch, made him feel horrified, if he continued like this, it would be sooner or later defeated, and even his life would be in danger.

Zhen Zhi's whole body shook and shook, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, he stared at Gu Xuan hatefully, and a small black flag suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, and said fiercely: "You forced me, ancient demon spirit, show up!"

With a short, hurried incantation, the small flag in his hand broke away from his palm and floated in the air. From the black flag, there is a coercion, and there is an evil aura.

Gu Xuan was shocked in his heart, and quickly retreated, the coercion of this kind of spiritual power surpassed the Spirit Ruin Mirror, and even the Ning Dan Realm. After a black mist erupted from the small flag, the flag lost its spirituality and fell to its face.

The black gas formed a figure in mid-air, and two ghostly lights shot out from the face of the figure, which was terrifying, and glanced at the people present, and said with a smile: "Is it a tonic prepared for this seat?"