Chapter 394: Meet the Deceased

"Bang!"

He is the heir of this big family, he is different, with Sun Haoran's strong strength to kill the great monk of the late Jindan in an instant, he can't kill this Yang Lin on the spot. I only heard a bang, Sun Haoran was hit by a whirling slash from Yang Zhong, the true monarch of the Yuan Infant, and Sun Haoran, who was attacking Yang Lin, was beaten, fortunately there was a superb magic weapon to protect his body, otherwise the angry blow of the great monk in the late Yuan Infant period would have injured him.

"Give me death!" In the face of the attack of the old man in brocade Yang Zhong, Sun Haoran was blind, with a Yang in his hand, a small flying sword with silver sè was released under Sun Haoran's urging to release a dazzling silver ray, Sun Haoran is shouting, a touch of ruthlessness appeared on his face, and the flying sword in his hand stabbed towards Yang Lin's dantian with the momentum of thunder.

"Poof!"

After Sun Haoran's onslaught, the talisman halo emitted by Yang Lin's best magic weapon became more and more dim, and if he wanted to break the talisman light shield of this magic weapon, he could only break the face with a point, Sun Haoran could be said to have urged a superb magic weapon in his hand without hesitation. Just listened to a pop, Yang Lin's talisman magic weapon was broken, the silver-white sè's flying sword magic weapon was fiercely pierced at Yang Lin's dantian, the crimson blood splashed, Yang Lin's face sè suddenly turned white, the dantian was destroyed, Jin Dan was even more stabbed, and his whole body was cultivated, even if he wanted to rebuild, the injuries on his body were greater than his heart died, and his face was paralyzed on the ground, and he stopped struggling and resisting. His eyes looked at Sun Haoran blankly, is there such a big hatred between us?

"Little thief, the old man wants to kill you, he wants to kill you......" Yang Lin's dantian was destroyed, and the old man in brocade Yang Zhong could be said to be completely crazy, his beard was all open, and he yelled at Sun Haoran a little crazy. The mana in the body was even more surging, and the supreme magic weapon erupted into ripples of death under its crazy urging. The magic weapon like a curved hook turned into a streamer and went towards Sun Haoran. Even if you are a monk of the Thunder Sect, you deserve to die if you hurt the heir of my Yang family.

"Old man Yang, your opponent is me!" Xu Ruoyun, a middle-aged woman in white from the Love Valley, came from a distance, and scolded, a small magic weapon in the shape of a hairpin was to go to the deadly curved hook magic weapon.

"Bang!" As soon as the blow was successful, Sun Haoran immediately retreated, but it was still a little late, the hateful blow of Zhenjun in the late Yuan Infant was not easy to receive, and the halo of the talisman magic weapon in front of him was punctured by the magic weapon that night, only to hear the sound of "poof", a bloody blood line rushed out from his chest, and Sun Haoran was injured. At this time, the rescue attack of Xu Ruoyun, a middle-aged beautiful woman from the Love Valley, arrived.

There was a sudden wound in the chest, and Sun Haoran's urging blood shadow retreat only played a role at this time, this true monarch in the late stage of the Yuan Infant was so strong. This is the combat power that Yuanying Zhenjun should have, not comparable to Sun Haoran, an impostor. All of this is because Sun Haoran is too weak, if he is the true monarch of the Yuan Infant Stage, he can completely avoid the full anger of Yang Zhong, the old man in brocade, but he is not, so he is injured. But don't underestimate Sun Haoran, you must know that Sun Haoran is only the peak cultivation of the late Jindan stage now, and he can fight with the true monarch of the late Yuan Infant without dying, which breaks the saying that the Yuan Infant is all ants below, you must know that Sun Haoran is not fighting against the True Monarch of the early Yuan Infant and the middle Yuan Infant, but the True Monarch of the late Yuan Infant stage!

Sun Haoran urged the blood shadow to leave with injuries, even if Yang Lin was not dead at this time, it was not far from death, and it was still the kind of life that was worse than death, the former genius of the Yang family has now become a waste talent who cannot be cultivated, this is all a great irony. And the old man in brocade, Yang Zhong, and the middle-aged beauty Xu Ruoyun in the valley of love fought fiercely. The great elder of the Yang family, Yang Zhong, could be said to have hated Sun Haoran at this time, but he had no choice.

"Thunder Palm!"

As soon as he got rid of the entanglement of the brocade-clothed old man Yang Zhong, Sun Haoran didn't care about the life or death of Yang Lin, stopped the bleeding in his chest, stabilized his injuries, and suddenly shouted loudly, and slapped a thunderous palm towards the nearest Yang family Jindan late monk. These Jindan period monks of the Yang family are not as powerful as Yang Lin, and it is difficult for Sun Haoran to break them in a short period of time. These Yang family's Jindan stage masters are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, just one blow, they exploded into a blood mist under Sun Haoran's thunder palm, and there are very few who do not die. Even if there is a magic weapon to protect himself, but if he is hit by Sun Haoran's thunderous palm, it is not far from death.

In such a situation, Sun Haoran was also worried that he had accidentally injured the sentient valley monk who was fighting with the Yang family's Jindan period monk, and this shout was also a reminder to the other party, I was going to attack, so quickly dodge. Otherwise, with Sun Haoran's blood shadow, as long as he is targeted by Sun Haoran, there is no possibility of sparing. But Sun Haoran did not kill with one blow, of course, it is a pity, but the monks of the Love Valley are not vegetarians, and the matter of falling into the well and killing them will be handed over. The strong one doesn't go to trouble others, he picks on the weak, and he is a master who bullies the weak and fears the hard.

Seeing Sun Haoran acting fiercely in the group of Jindan monks of the Yang family, the surrounding Jindan monks who were ready to fish in troubled waters were even more numb. It's so shameless, it's really shameless, the true monarch of the Yuan Infant Stage actually slaughtered some juniors in the Jindan period, it's too tasteless, many Jindan monks with bad intentions felt a chill down their spines at this moment, and they all thought of the sad end of being slapped into a blood mist by Sun Haoran. Seeing that a famous Jindan monk of the Yang family was beaten into a blood mist by Sun Haoran, the Affectionate Valley joined forces with the monks of the Thunder Sect, and this scattered cultivation cave mansion basically had no chance with the Yang family. There is a murderer like Sun Haoran who doesn't care about his skin, and if he stays, he is definitely looking for death.

"Xu Ruoyun, do you really want to fight with my Yang family?" Seeing that one of his own juniors was slaughtered by Sun Haoran, and the great elder of his family failed to rescue him in time, this brocade-clothed old man Yang Zhong was really red-eyed at the moment, as long as it took a while, the Jindan monks in the family would be slaughtered by Sun Haoran, this is forty or fifty Jindan stage monks! If they are all dead, he can't afford this loss, although it is important to avenge the young family master, it is equally important to preserve the strength of the family, and he immediately asked Xu Ruoyun, a middle-aged beautiful woman in the valley.

"Don't die, it's all up to this point, is there still room for you and me to switch?" Xu Ruoyun, a middle-aged beauty, couldn't help but ask rhetorically when she heard this.

"Okay! Okay! Okay! Okay! Okay, good and endless, there is a valley of love, my Yang family remembers, you just wait to be destroyed! Everyone pay attention, stop fighting, cover the retreat of the young master, my Yang family doesn't want the inheritance in this cave. This Affection Valley and the Thunder Sect have given me the shame of the Yang family, and my Yang family will repay it a hundred times when I come here. Hearing the middle-aged beautiful woman Xu Ruoyun's answer, the old man in brocade Yang Zhong laughed angrily. Immediately afterwards, he greeted the Yang family monks.

As soon as the words of the old man in brocade Yang Zhong fell, the remaining ten or so Jindan monks of the Yang family were scattered birds and beasts, and when they met Sun Haoran, they were the blood mold of eight lifetimes, if it weren't for the fact that the Yuanying Zhenjun in the family was still fighting, they would have run away a long time ago, and it was a capital crime to escape, and it was the end of the destruction of the form and spirit, and they would not necessarily die if they stayed. The left and right are a death, being executed by the family is the destruction of the form and god, being killed by Sun Haoran and having the opportunity to reincarnate and rebuild, which makes them willing to stay and fight to the death.

"Old Zamao, aren't you going to destroy this seat? Why are you going to run, come and fight this seat for three hundred rounds!" Seeing that Yang Zhong, the brocade-clothed old man of the Yang family, had given the order to retreat, Sun Haoran beat a Jindan monk of the Yang family into a blood mist with a thunderous palm, and then shouted at Yang Zhong.

"The despicable and shameless Jiān thief, if there is a kind, he will leave his name, and the old man will come to ask for advice. ”

"Old Zamao, don't you really want to know what this seat is called? haha...... I won't tell you today, I'm angry with you, old hair. Hearing the inquiry of the old man in brocade Yang Zhong, Sun Haoran asked him seriously, and then laughed happily, the ridicule in his eyes was very strong, he wanted to take revenge on the master, no way, this Yang family master will kill sooner or later.

"A guts seed, you don't dare to leave a name, and you are the Yuanying True Monarch of the Thunder Sect in vain, despicable and shameless. Hearing Sun Haoran's mockery, the brocade-clothed old man Yang Zhong suddenly couldn't help but scold angrily.

"Scold, scold! It's useless for you to cut your throat, I just won't tell you today, you can do whatever you like. Hearing the other party's agitation, Sun Haoran pouted disdainfully. Xiao Ye is not a true monarch in the Yuan Infant Stage, nor is he a monk of the Thunder Sect, you say that these are useless to me.

If Sun Haoran is really a monk of the Thunder Sect, Sun Haoran can listen to this radical method, Sun Haoran will definitely report the calendar, that is, he is not the true monarch of the Yuan Infant Period, just a Jindan real person, he will report his name, but Sun Haoran is not, he is a monk of the Valley of Flames, this is eight poles that can't be defeated together, one Tiannan, one Haibei, two different sects, such a black cauldron is currently let the Thunder Sect carry it for Sun Haoran, so there is a lot less trouble.

"Poor Kou Mo chase, let this thief of the Yang family withdraw smoothly!" In the eyes, a true monarch of the Yang family, who was covered in blood and did not know that he was dead, retreated into the dense forest outside the valley, and Xu Ruoyun, the middle-aged beauty of the love valley, saw this, and suddenly couldn't help but order at the group of people who were taking advantage of the victory to pursue.

The many monks in the Valley of Love also knew that they couldn't leave all the monks of the Yang family behind, because it was simply unrealistic. If you insist on doing it, in the face of the dying counterattack of the Yang family's monks, the monks of the Love Valley will definitely suffer casualties. It is also because of the variable of Sun Haoran that he killed all the Jindan monks of the Yang family, otherwise there would definitely be a large number of casualties in this love valley. At this time, because of Sun Haoran's appearance, there were no dead monks, but a small number of them were still hit hard. Now the vicious wolf of the Yang family has been driven away, but there are still a few Yuanying Zhenjun who are eyeing the sea nearby, if there are heavy casualties due to the pursuit, this monk of the Love Valley must be making a wedding dress for the apprentices. As soon as the middle-aged woman's voice fell, all the monks in the Valley of Love stopped pursuing the Yang family monks.

"All the disciples of the Valley of Affection obeyed the order, cleaned up the battlefield, and blocked this area, and all the monks were not allowed to approach the mountain range here for ten miles, and there was no forgiveness for violating the law. "With Sun Haoran, the powerhouse of the Thunder Sect, Xu Ruoyunyun, the middle-aged beautiful woman of the Love Valley, felt very bold, and when she saw that all the masters of the Yang family had retreated, she immediately ordered the group of sentient Valley monks who had gathered from afar.

As soon as the words of Xu Ruoyun, a middle-aged beautiful woman in the Valley of Love, fell, the monks in the Valley of Love were completely busy, cleaning the battlefield and blocking the scene. The monks from all walks of life who heard the news were forcibly expelled by the monks of the Valley of Love, and they were not allowed to come within ten miles of this area. Many monks took the opportunity to retreat when they saw that things could not be violated, and only a small number of people felt that their strength was acceptable, so they did not take the opportunity to retreat, but hid on the side. If you don't get to make tea, you can't see other monks outside this scattered cultivation cave, and all the people present are the disciples of the Love Valley.

"This fellow Daoist, please come here, Xu Ruoyun has seen a fellow Daoist in the Lower Affection Valley. Thank you Daoyou just now for making a righteous move, I have the Love Valley to occupy this area, otherwise I will be cheaper than the thieves of the Yang family. I don't know if this fellow Daoist is the true monarch of the Thunder Sect?" Sun Haoran accepted the injured Thunder Wing Eagle, and Xu Ruoyun, the middle-aged beauty of the Love Valley, moved the lotus step lightly, and made a hand to Sun Haoran to ask for a while, signaling Sun Haoran to go to the camp of the Love Valley, and suddenly couldn't help but say softly.

"Hey, hey... This, how easy to say. I have a relationship with you in the Valley of Love, so I won't lie to you, I'm not a monk of the Thunder Sect! I'm from the Valley of Flames. In Xia Sun Haoran, it is not a Yuanying True Monarch, the peak cultivation you see in the late stage of Jindan is the true cultivation in Xia, I should call you Xu Senior is. Regarding the question of the middle-aged beauty Xu Ruoyun, Sun Haoran was doubly embarrassed

The relationship between the Affectionate Valley is that of friend and not foe, and it is not good to tell lies in person, if you meet Nie Shishi and Bai Ling, it will inevitably increase your embarrassment, and she suddenly couldn't help but say with a humble face.

"What? You're not a monk of the Thunder Sect, so how did you control that Thunder Wing Eagle! This Thunder Wing Eagle can only be controlled by a monk of the Thunder Wing Eagle, if it is not in line with the Thunder Wing Eagle, at least it can be controlled by a realm higher than this Thunder Wing Eagle!" As soon as Sun Haoran's words fell, without waiting for the middle-aged beauty Xu Ruoyun to answer, the white-clothed middle-aged Bai Wufeng who came from a distance suddenly couldn't help but exclaim.

"Who is this fellow Daoist?" Hearing the exclamation of the white-clothed middle-aged man Bai Wufeng, Sun Haoran couldn't help but say with doubts on his face.

"Uh... I'm sorry, it's Bai who is abrupt, under Bai Wufeng, the deputy valley master of the Love Valley. Seeing Sun Haoran's puzzled face, Bai Wufeng was a little embarrassed.

"Oh... It turned out to be the Lord of the White Valley! I don't know if the Lord of the White Valley knows the White Spirit. Listening to the self-introduction of the white-clothed middle-aged man Bai Wufeng, Sun Haoran nodded and responded lightly, and then changed his words.

"Brother Sun, do you know the little girl?"

"You are Bai Ling's father, it's really disrespectful and disrespectful!Lord Bai Gu, I don't know how Bai Ling is doing lately?" Sun Haoran couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this, this middle-aged man in white Bai Wufeng turned out to be Bai Ling's father.

"The little girl is still in this camp at the moment, because she has to take care of Nie Shishi, so she didn't appear on the battlefield. ”

"Nie Shishi, she's injured, isn't she seriously injured?" When Sun Haoran heard this, he couldn't help but say.

"Sun Daoyou, you know Bai Ling and Nie Shishi, but I haven't heard that they have met a master like Daoyou?" Hearing that Sun Haoran cared about Nie Shishi, this tone seemed to be very familiar with Nie Shishi Bai Ling, and the middle-aged beautiful woman in white suddenly couldn't help but ask Sun Haoran with doubts on her face.

"Senior Xu, this Bai Ling and Nie Shishi are life-saving to the younger generation. Presumably, there must be a lot of doubts in the hearts of the seniors, and when you meet Bai Ling and Nie Shishi, the doubts in your hearts will naturally be solved. When Sun Haoran heard this, he didn't explain much about his relationship with Nie Shishi and Bai Ling, but grinned and said with a mouthful of white teeth.

"Okay, without further ado, let's go meet Bai Ling and Nie Shishi. Xu Ruoyun, a middle-aged beautiful woman in white, couldn't help but say when she heard this, and went to the camp set up in the Valley of Love as she spoke. "Master, father, who is this?" As soon as he entered the snow-white tent of Daoyi, Bai Ling, who was sitting at the head of the bed, got up and bowed to the middle-aged beauty in white, Xu Ruoyun, and the middle-aged man in white, Bai Wufeng, and then looked at Sun Haoran with a puzzled look and said, she had also seen the battle between Sun Haoran and the monks of the Liu family before, but she didn't understand how this person could come to the tent where Senior Sister Nie lived with her ancestor and father.

A pair of smart big eyes are sparkling, I haven't seen it for many years, this Bai Ling is more beautiful than before, her figure is graceful, she is dressed in white, there is a girl next door who has just grown up, it is really a female college eighteen changes, Sun Haoran can only vaguely see a little bit of Bai Ling's previous figure, two or three years is not long, not short, but it is enough to change a lot of things. At this time, Bai Lingyi had entered the realm of the Fake Dan, and his cultivation had risen greatly, but there was still a touch of playfulness in his smart eyes, and the two big eyes that could only speak were staring at Sun Haoran for a while, as if they could see through Sun Haoran.

"Bai Ling, it's okay lately! We haven't seen each other for years, and it's been getting better and longer if we haven't seen anyone for a few years. Seeing that Bai Ling was looking at himself with curiosity, Sun Haoran couldn't help laughing.

Just as Sun Haoran and his party entered the snow-white tent, Nie Shishi, who was lying on the hospital bed with an unusually pale face, also straightened up at this time, and said hello to the middle-aged beauty in white, Xu Ruoyun, and the middle-aged man in white, Bai Wufeng, and listened to Sun Haoran's old friend who seemed to have not seen each other for many years, Nie Shishi couldn't help but look at Sun Haoran in front of her with a curious face. In his mind, he tried hard to recall when Bai Ling had known such a young senior master.