Hearing Zhang Xiyun's shout, the middle-aged man looked up at the second floor of the inn, but he didn't see anyone.

The middle-aged man retracted his gaze, sneered, and the pale yellow light appeared on his hand again, and he raised his legs to take off Zhang Xiyun's good head.

Zhang Xiyun's heart was cold, did the sloppy old man really sleep like a dead pig?

At this moment, the window on the second floor of the inn creaked, and the window opened wide, and an angry sound came from it.

"Boy, who wants you to show me the way! Do you not recognize the way to me? If you don't explain it clearly, I won't care about this matter today, let you see if I can run to Nanlingzhou by myself!"

The sloppy old man jumped down from the window, as if he didn't stand firm, and staggered to Zhang Xiyun's side, with an angry look on his face, raised his hand and knocked Zhang Xiyun's head hard.

"Senior, I wasn't in a hurry just now, I mean, you worked hard to bring me down from Tianqiong Peak, so I can talk to you along the way to relieve your boredom, if I die here, how lonely will you be along the way? Aren't all masters lonely!" Zhang Xiyun said flatteringly.

Lao Dao's eyes glared at Zhang Xiyun, and suddenly his eyes rolled, and he changed to a grinning appearance, "Yes, yes! Without you, there is really less fun on the way, after all, I am on the road alone, and no one talks to me, invincible is the most lonely!"

Then the conversation changed, "But I don't want you to show me the way, I know the way, you just follow me, do you hear!"

Zhang Xiyun nodded like pounding garlic, saving his life is important.

The sloppy old Taoist sighed and muttered, "Look at you, how can you make trouble so much, I guessed that this person is here for you, right? If it weren't for the fact that you were upstairs and took care of me, I wouldn't want to care about this." ”

After Zhang Xiyun heard this, he had a wonderful expression on his face, this dead old man was really pretending to be asleep just now, and he dared to love himself desperately there, and he watched it as a joke on the side.

Before the two finished speaking, they were already impatient, and the middle-aged man said gloomily: "You should go to reincarnation together, and it is not lonely to have a companion on the road." ”

The middle-aged man stepped forward and threw a punch.

Among the cultivators, they are good at martial arts, and they also temper the power of the physical body. Cultivators absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into themselves, and the dust turns into energy, the energy on the immortal road turns into immortal energy, and the immortal energy in the divine realm condenses the divine element. And there are always some people who particularly advocate their own strength, so they simply focus on exerting the power of the flesh to the limit like the ancient ancestors, and abandon the soul soldiers in the sea of knowledge, no longer refining the soul soldiers, but refining the flesh with the soul soldiers, among which the outstanding ones can compete with the soul soldiers with the flesh! This middle-aged man is a figure who focuses on cultivating the flesh body, and he has already embarked on the immortal road, and this punch comes out mixed with immortal energy!

The power of a punch, like tearing the surrounding air, accompanied by the sound of thunder, rushed straight towards Zhang Xiyun and the others.

It was a cold night, but Zhang Xiyun felt a wave of heat coming, and cold sweat broke out.

The sloppy old man didn't feel anything, and he wanted to say something to Zhang Xiyun again.

Just when the fist wind reached the front of the two, it was only three inches, the heat wave receded, the thunder disappeared, and there was a sudden silence all around.

The fist stopped in front of Zhang Xiyun's eyes, and he didn't go a minute.

A somewhat rough and wrinkled finger pressed against the fist, gently blocking the mountain of blows.

The pale yellow light kept fluttering, as if trembling, silently wailing.

The owner of that finger didn't care, still didn't look this way, just stared at the young man in front of him.

The puncher's face was stunned and shocked, and he looked at his fist in disbelief.

The scruffy old man glanced at it lightly, and his fingers bent down, then straightened, and a finger popped out.

The heat wave swept away, the thunder returned, and the wind roared loudly all around.

The middle-aged man flew out sideways, as if he had been hit hard by a punch, and his chest was covered with blood.

He could no longer stand up and sat against the wall.

The sloppy old man plucked out his ear, and flicked the earwax lightly, or that finger.

Yang Xi hurriedly passed, but saw that the middle-aged man no longer even had the strength to speak, and his eyes were full of fear.

Yang Xi's face was full of astonishment, but after a moment, he turned into anger and spat out a word into the air around him.

"Kill. ”

More than a dozen black-clothed people came from all around, and in a blink of an eye, they surrounded Zhang Xiyun and the others.

Yang Xi could see that the old man in front of her had cultivated profoundly, but she couldn't imagine how tall he would be! Otherwise, she would not have called out the family worship group to kill him, but had already taken the road and fled.

The sloppy old man muttered: "Is it useful if there are many people?"

For him, if he doesn't enter the divine realm, what if he has a thousand enemies?

More than a dozen Yang family worshippers shot at the same time, and the surrounding heaven and earth spirit elements were all disturbed and began to become irritable.

Lao Dao raised his hand and waved, and the wind followed, and half of the Yang family's offerings went with the wind, falling a foot away, dying.

Then raise your leg and stomp on the ground. It was like the earth shaking the mountains, and the rest of the Yang family worshippers were restless, and they were about to take off, when they were shaken up by the force of this kick.

The sloppy old man was expressionless, and with a flick of one hand, several Yang family worshippers smashed to the ground.

A small pit was smashed into the ground, and several worshippers in the pit were bleeding profusely

In the city lord's mansion, there is a person wearing armor, a long scar on his face comes down from his eyebrows, and the expression on his face is not angry and arrogant, it is the lord of the Guancheng herdsman's family, the lord of Guancheng, and the mubian Chu!

Mubian Chu was meditating in the room, but suddenly felt the unusual aura in the city, opened his eyes and looked into the city, and after a while, he snorted coldly, rose to the sky, and a long knife appeared under his feet, and the sword was gone.

Not far from Guancheng, a middle-aged man in an ink-colored robe rested by a tree with his eyes slightly closed, and a burning firewood pile and a pot of wine were placed in front of him.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man opened his eyes, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said to himself, "Why did I leak my traces so easily and find you." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was no one under the tree, the wine jug was empty, and the firewood had been extinguished

Below the inn, more than a dozen worshippers of the Yang family collapsed to the ground, the middle-aged man was unconscious, the expression on Yang Xi's face was wonderful, he came to avenge Yang Bin, it was easy to kill Zhang Xiyun alone, and even brought more than ten worshippers in the family to prevent accidents, but he didn't expect the old man next to Zhang Xiyun to be so terrible, and the Yang family was wiped out in the blink of an eye.

The sloppy old man glanced at Yang Xi, no longer smiling, with a hint of indifference in his eyes, "Let you solve this by yourself and kill her." ”

Zhang Xiyun was taken aback, although he had long been accustomed to this world, he had competed with others at most, and had never killed anyone, and now he was asked to kill people, and he couldn't do it for a while.

Lao Dao looked at Zhang Xiyun's hesitant appearance, and continued: "You don't even dare to kill a person who comes to kill you, do you think you can survive in this land of five continents? Every inch of land in these five continents has never been stained with blood? Which road is not paved with bones?"

After that, Lao Dao laughed again, "Or do you see that this little girl is handsome and can't do it?"

There are some truths Zhang Xiyun understands, in this world where demons exist and powerful people cover the sky with their fingers, it is already stained with blood, even if it is above Tianqiong all these years, everything he sees and feels is warm and ordinary, but the world under the mountain, since Zhang Xiyun was born in this life, he has felt the cold of the bones in Yecheng, this land of five continents, the strong man is stepping on the bones of the corpses, even if this is like a sloppy old way like a naughty child, he is mostly indifferent to the lives of others.

But the truth is reasonable, Zhang Xiyun was just an ordinary student in his previous life, and he never raised a knife to anyone. He came with memories, the human ethics of the previous life are still imprinted in his mind, even if he has been prepared for a long time, but the first time he arrives at this critical moment, he will still hesitate, if he does not have the memory of the previous life, he may not be so hesitant since he was a child.

"Boy, today I will teach you a lesson, those who kill people will always kill them! Living in this world, since you have a cultivation mind, you will carry a butcher's knife sooner or later!"

"My generation cultivates, born like ants, looking for the avenue to escape, and is not willing to be like sand between the fingers, so why be afraid of killing!"

"Cultivating for a lifetime, why are you afraid of killing?" Zhang Xiyun muttered to himself.

Yang Xi's face on the side was cloudy, if it weren't for the old man being too strong, she wouldn't dare to act rashly, she had already wanted to take the opportunity to escape home for help, but now the old man seemed to be enlightened for Zhang Xiyun and wanted him to solve the problem with his own hands, so when Zhang Xiyun came over, he pretended to fight with him, and there was still a glimmer of life to escape.

After a long time, Zhang Xiyun finally moved, his face showed a trace of firmness, the red light in his hand flashed, and the phantom of the trapped immortal sword appeared.

"Seniors, the rest, let's realize it again in the future!"

The sloppy old man rarely showed a serious smile on his face.

"You and I will fight again!" Zhang Xiyun walked towards Yang Xi.

Yang Xi stood up with an expressionless face.

At this moment, a flash of light flashed, and a powerful force in the night sky suppressed the three of them, like a waterfall rushing down.

Zhang Xiyun and Yang Xi were both startled, and hurriedly resisted, but they were still overwhelmed, and their bodies seemed to explode.

The sloppy old man snorted coldly, raised his hand and waved, and after a muffled sound, that power disappeared.

The old man stood tall and spoke proudly.

"The flame of the candle, dare to compete with the sun and the moon?"