Shangguan Xiu didn't have time to resist the three spirit swords that stabbed over, he could only perform the instantaneous wind step continuously, drilling through the gap between the three spirit swords, and then, he rushed towards Wu Yufei who had fainted to the ground with all his strength. 【Latest Chapter Reading】

The middle-aged man seemed to have expected him to do this, and he had taken precautions, and when Shangguan Xiu was about to pass by him, his figure suddenly rushed out sideways, and he heard a crisp snap, and the middle-aged man slammed into Shangguan Xiu's body firmly.

Affected by the force of its impact, Shangguan Xiu flew out sideways and fell more than three meters before falling to the ground. Seeing this, the Ba spiritual cultivators not far away rushed up and pounced on Shangguan Xiu, crushing him to the ground.

Shangguan Xiu struggled several times, but he couldn't break free from those Ba spiritual cultivators who were pressing on him, he secretly gritted his teeth and used the spirit devouring heart method.

The faces of the two Ba cultivators who grabbed his hands suddenly changed, and they couldn't help but scream.

The two of them hurriedly let go of Shangguan Xiu's hands and retreated again and again, looking at him in horror and horror, as if they were looking at a monster.

Shangguan Xiu raised his hand and grabbed the necks of the two Ba spiritual cultivators who were pressing on his body, and as the spiritual energy in the two of them was continuously absorbed, all the spiritual armor on his two bodies was dispersed.

At the same time, Shangguan Xiu himself also spewed out a mouthful of blood arrows, and a large amount of foreign spiritual energy once again smashed through the defense line of his Zhongfu and shoulder acupoints, broke into the meridians in his body, and rampaged.

Now where does Shangguan Xiu still have time to breathe and gather these foreign aura.

He gritted his teeth and stiffened, grabbed the palms of the two Ba spiritual cultivators and clasped them hard, and heard two crisp clicks, and the necks of the two people without the protection of the spirit armor were crushed by him.

Shangguan Xiu then jumped up from the ground, ignoring the surrounding Ba spirit cultivators, and once again rushed towards the unconscious Wu Yufei.

Unexpectedly, after being hit hard by himself and being suppressed by so many Ba spiritual cultivators, the other party could still break free, the corners of the middle-aged man's mouth raised, standing in front of Wu Yufei, waiting for Shangguan Xiu to come over.

When Shangguan Xiu rushed to him, the middle-aged man thrust the spirit sword in his hand into the ground and punched Shangguan Xiu out.

Shangguan Xiu wanted to perform an instantaneous wind step, intending to bypass the middle-aged man, but as soon as he used his aura, the internal organs in his body seemed to explode, and the sharp pain that swept over made his eyes blacken, and he almost fainted on the spot.

Syllable!

The middle-aged man's fist struck him on the forehead, knocking Shangguan Xiu's forward figure upside down and flying out, and fragments of spirit armor scattered from the air like snowflakes.

"You are really persistent! Seeing that you are also a man, I can not kill you, but you have to tell me who instructed me, as long as you are willing to tell the truth, I can not only let you go, but even let her go!" As he spoke, the middle-aged man walked step by step towards Shangguan Xiu, who had fallen to the ground, and looked down at him.

The middle-aged man's punch was nothing compared to the internal injuries in his body, and at this time, the meridians in his body seemed to be knotted, and he wanted to break an inch, and his internal organs were also churning up and down, and in an instant, his clothes were soaked in cold sweat.

Seeing Shangguan Xiu squirming on the ground without saying a word, the middle-aged man sneered, bent down, grabbed his neck, and lifted him from the ground into the air.

"Let me ask you again, who are you instructed by?"

Shangguan Xiu instinctively went to pull the other party's palm, but it was useless, he couldn't even pull one of the other party's fingers. Seeing that he was still struggling when he died, the middle-aged man was angry and funny, he held Shangguan Xiu high, clenched his fist with his other hand, and hit Shangguan Xiu's chest and abdomen twice in a row.

Smack, smack!

After these two punches, the spirit armor in Shangguan Xiu's chest and abdomen was also shattered, and at the same time, he spewed out a bloody arrow again.

The pain of the external blow only relieved the pain in his internal organs. He gave up wrenching the other party's fingers, clasped the other party's wrists with both hands, a terrifying light flashed in his eyes, and said word by word: "If you want to die, I will pull you too!"

As he spoke, he also carried the Spirit Devouring.

At this time, he used his spirit to devour, and he really risked his life, that is, he had the mentality of dying with the other party.

The middle-aged man was a cultivator of the Spirit God Realm, and the abundance of spiritual energy in his body was something that Shangguan Xiu had never encountered.

Absorbing his aura, Shangguan Xiu felt like a person who hadn't drunk a drop of water for three days and three nights, and suddenly fell into a vast ocean, drinking seawater can quench his thirst temporarily, but it will also make him die faster.

The aura in his body was like a flood of floods, uncontrolled, a large outflow, the middle-aged man was taken aback, he subconsciously let go of Shangguan Xiu's neck, but Shangguan Xiu's hands were still holding his wrists, and he was still absorbing his aura with all his might.

This time, the middle-aged man was frightened, and he wanted to shake off Shangguan Xiu, who was holding his wrist, but the other party was like an octopus, firmly sucking on him.

The middle-aged man was shocked and angry, kicked out hard, kicked Shangguan Xiu out, and then felt the aura in his body, and in the blink of an eye, about forty percent had been lost.

He roared angrily, strode towards Shangguan Xiu, who had fallen to the ground, came to him, raised his fist, and hit Shangguan Xiu's head hard.

The spirit armor on Shangguan Xiu's body has been shattered, if he is really hit by his punch, he will definitely not survive.

Just as his fist was about to hit Shangguan Xiu's head, a strong wind struck from behind him.

The middle-aged man secretly said that it was not good, and he couldn't care about taking Shangguanxiu's life, so he rolled out to the side.

Sou!

A cold light swept by his side, and then, with a bang, a long sword was nailed to the trunk of a tree not far away, and the sword body buzzed and trembled.

The sword was not spiritualized, it was only two fingers wide, the whole body was long and narrow, there was no off-hand, no sword grid, and it was in a straight line.

When the middle-aged man saw it, he immediately stood up from the ground, turned around and asked, "Who is it?"

I saw a young man in white walking over from behind a Ganba spiritual cultivator.

This young man looked less than thirty, with a well-proportioned and slender figure, dressed ordinary, just the most ordinary kind of cloth clothes and trousers, looking at his face, his face was as white as jade, his crystal clear skin was like a layer of brilliance, his sword eyebrows were beautiful, the bridge of his nose was high, and his lips were like Danzhu. When he raised his hands too much, the clothes on his body were windless, and his long loose hair was flying, giving people an indescribable sense of elegance and illusory, even if he was wearing the most ordinary clothes, it was difficult to hide the Dao bone fairy wind on his body.

Seeing this young man coming over, the middle-aged man was startled, and involuntarily took a step back, his regression at this time was completely out of instinctive reaction, and even he didn't know why he took this step.

"Forgive and forgive, since Your Excellency has already won, why do you have to hurt people's lives. The young man spoke slowly, in a flat tone, and said slowly.

As he walked in, the Ba cultivators who were in front of him retreated to both sides.

If you look closely, the feet of those Ba spiritual cultivators stood on the ground and did not move at all, they seemed to be pushed hard by an invisible hand, and people looked horrified, and their feet grinded two long scratches on the ground.

What kind of person is this? How can there be such a powerful spiritual pressure? The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva, looked blankly at the young man walking towards him, and asked in a trembling voice, "Pavilion...... Who is Your Excellency?"

"The old man is just an idle crane and happened to pass by here. "Judging by his appearance, he is definitely no more than thirty years old, but he calls himself an 'old man', which makes people feel ridiculous when they hear it.

But the middle-aged man couldn't laugh at all, and as the other party got closer and closer, he also felt the invisible pressure. The other party's cultivation is so high, it is the only one he has seen in his life, if he really reaches the age where he can call himself an 'old man', there is only one explanation, his spiritual martial arts have been cultivated to the realm of returning to the basics and returning to youth.

"This has nothing to do with you, please ...... Your Excellency do not interfere with ......"

Before he finished speaking, a big man shouted: "My lord, why listen to his nonsense, take his head first!"

With a broken cry, several of the middle-aged man's subordinates rushed towards the young man with their swords in unison.

The middle-aged man secretly screamed that it was not good, he wanted to stop his subordinates, but it was too late.

The four big men pounced on the young man from four directions, and when he got close to him, the four of them jumped up in unison, and the spirit sword in their hands slashed at his head together.

The young man smiled indifferently. As the corners of his mouth raised, time seemed to freeze, and the four big men who pounced on him stopped in the air, the blades of their swords frozen three inches above his head.

Looking at him again, a thick white mist rose from his body, and the white mist gathered above his head, condensing into a human form. With the dazzling golden light, a young man with fluttering clothes and long hair was transformed on his head, his facial features were clearly visible, his body was translucent, and his whole body flashed with golden light.

I saw that the golden young man stretched out his two fingers and swiped around, his fingers touched the four spirit swords, only to hear the four crisp clicks, and the four spirit swords broke together.

At the same time, a powerful force surged towards the four big men hanging in the air, supporting their bodies, pushing them five or six meters away, and that force disappeared.

After landing on the ground, the four big men involuntarily took a few steps back to stabilize their bodies. The four of them were covered with sweat, their facial features were distorted, the flesh on their faces was suddenly jumping due to spasms, their legs were weak, and they all sat down on the ground.

"It's easy to kill, just a swing of the sword and a shake of the gun, the hard thing is not to kill. The young man looked at the middle-aged man opposite and asked softly, "Do you think the old man's words make sense?"

The middle-aged man's mouth opened unconsciously at this time, it was the first time he had seen the 'Serving Spirit' with his own eyes, and the young man in front of him turned out to be a cultivator who had cultivated to break through the first stage of spiritual martial arts, reached the second stage, and left the realm with spiritual blood.

Now there is no need to do it anymore, a cultivator of this level is a god-like existence.

It took him a great deal of effort to close his wide open mouth, and as he cautiously stepped back, he stammered, "Forward...... The predecessors Lingwu is world-famous, and he admires him in his later life, but he doesn't know the name of his predecessors?"

"The old man is just a cultivator who travels the world, and his name is not enough. As he spoke, his gaze fell on the middle-aged man's face, and the acolyte hovering above his head was also looking down at each other.

The middle-aged man shivered, the cool breeze on his back was vigorous, the hairs on his body stood up, where did he dare to delay for a moment, and said urgently: "The seniors are angry, the juniors, the juniors are leaving!"

After speaking, without waiting for the young man to answer, he turned around and ran towards the mountain pass, and the four stunned and stupid big men got up from the ground in a panic and hurriedly ran out after the middle-aged man.

As soon as they ran, those Ba spiritual cultivators did not dare to fight, and the people rushed down the mountainside as if they were ghosts, picked up Ding Lun's corpse, jumped on the horses, and did not dare to turn their heads back, raised their horse whips, and walked away.

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