After hearing this, everyone looked up at the sky, and the next moment they couldn't help but be stunned.

It turned out that the man was the same as the legendary immortal master, flying in the air with a huge flying sword, and another black-robed man stepped on two white bone skulls the size of a water tank, holding a pitch-black long banner in the chase, and the two chased and fled, and disappeared into the distance in a blink of an eye.

As we all know, this white bone skull is the demon, and the person who manipulates the demon is a member of the demon sect!

Everyone was suddenly terrified, and it seemed that the immortal master was being hunted down by this demon sect person.

The raindrops of beans covered everyone's sight, and the house slave had already chased after him, and he returned after more than half an hour, his clothes were full of mud, and he said with a reluctant face: Childe, the little one chased to a cliff, and there was really no way to keep up.

Hmph, useless things, it's better to raise a dog than to raise you! The man in white suddenly scolded angrily, and kicked the house slave several times before stopping, although his attitude was very arrogant, but no one stopped him.

These two immortal masters suddenly appeared and disappeared suddenly, but they lit up everyone's eyes, and for a while, everyone talked about what they had seen, and some people said that they had seen the immortal master fighting in the sky on a certain day in a certain year and month, and some people said that their ancestors also had people who went to the immortal master's sect to apprentice, but later they were driven out because of their poor skills, and some people said that their ancestors went out of the mountains to find immortals, but then there was no news.

Some people also said that their ancestors met an injured immortal master, although the ancestor begged bitterly, but the immortal master said that the ancestor was a miscellaneous spiritual root, and he couldn't cultivate the immortal law at all, and only gave an elixir that extended his life for ten years and disappeared mysteriously.

All in all, immortal masters exist, but they don't interact with mortals, and they don't easily accept disciples, they pursue immortality, and the spells they practice can not only fly to the sky and the earth, call the wind and rain, but also make thunder and lightning, move mountains and reclaim the sea, and there are many incredible magic weapons.

The king beast remained silent, he kept paying attention to everyone's expressions, and found that these people were all frowning when they were telling stories, only the two sons had strange expressions when they were talking on the side.

The white-clothed boy frowned and asked the other yellow-clothed man: "My father said that if this son is also a miscellaneous spirit root physique, he can only take out ten thousand taels of gold to ask for personal favors and become an unpopular outer disciple!"

As his name suggests, Sun Fatzi said with a smile: "Wei Xian, fortunately, our fathers are all nobles, otherwise we don't even have the qualifications of outer disciples." What are you not satisfied with, you see those country children, just because they were born in a peasant family, no matter how good their physique is, they will never want to enter the sect for the rest of their lives!

Yes, what if the physique is good, it's not as good as our father! Wei Xian's depressed expression was suddenly swept away, and he was overjoyed.

Suddenly, he noticed the king beast on the side, and immediately changed to a playful expression and screamed: You, you dare to eavesdrop on Ben Gongzi's speech, come on, slap Ben Gongzi's mouth!

When the house slave heard this, he immediately responded, jumped over, and with a vicious expression, he used all his strength to fan the face of the king beast, if this slap was implemented, it would eventually knock out several of the opponent's teeth.

Although this guy's skill is only five layers, because he has the support of the son of the county order, when he usually teaches others, not many people have the courage to resist. This immortal master incident made him suffer a small loss, and he was holding back his poisonous fire and had nowhere to vent, and someone dared to offend his master, and at this time it was just time to announce his personal vendetta.

The king beast has already moved to kill, you say yours, it's about my birds, Lao Tzu is very ugly, and it's about your birds, if you want to die, you can say it clearly.

Although he was angry, he remained calm, and he was very careful when he attacked, either to calm the enemy with one move, or to kill them all without leaving any trouble.

The house slave only felt a pain in his wrist, and a strong force followed, and his body moved forward involuntarily, and the next moment he had already grabbed his throat, and he couldn't make a whining sound, but could only convey a pleading gaze through his eyes.

Wei Gongzi, some jokes can't be made indiscriminately! The king beast held the house slave with his throat lock, and said to Wei Xian with a ruthless expression: Your dog is too ignorant of the rules, how can he bite people indiscriminately?

The atmosphere became tense for a while, and they each divided into three teams around their own families, a team centered on Wei Xiangongzi, a team centered on Sun Fatzi, and three people centered on Wang Beast.

There is an old saying that when you fight, you are brothers, and you are a father and son when you go into battle.

These three people are not all Wang Beast's own family, except for the house slave who was held hostage by him on the spot, only his own father will stand up for his own family.

In addition to the maids and house slaves, most of those guards are from this county, they all know that Wang Dashan has been a Zhenguo warrior for more than 20 years, and this Wang Ershan is going to the capital to take over the position of his eldest brother, although they all know that the son of this Wen County Order is taking the initiative to provoke the other party, but as a nurse, protecting the safety of the master's family is the first place.

After this Wei Xian Gongzi had a support, he immediately became emboldened, and shouted violently: Come on, hack this to this son to death!

Who would dare?! Wang Ershan suddenly shouted violently, one end of the hunting fork had been inserted into the stone slab by him, his face was full of tyrannical aura, and his eyes were full of murderous aura.

Back then, the two brothers fought all the way from the mountain village to the capital, the eldest brother became a warrior in the town, but he retired to the rivers and lakes for his mother-in-law, although the mother-in-law had a short life, but left a son for himself.

At this time, whoever dares to touch his son, he will never show mercy.

The nurses are just long-term bodyguards, even if they encounter mountain bandits, they will not do it easily, they can take money to open the way, most of their skills are within four or five layers, and they don't want to go to the battlefield to fight for a future, they can only be a nursing home to eat, if their skills were higher, they would have robbed the rich and helped the poor a long time ago, who would want to suffer from this nest of gas? !

Although most of the people pressed one hand on the weapon, ready to fight, but did not speak, this atmosphere is very mysterious, the three sides are full of strength, there may be a melee at any time, the king beast still holds the throat of the house slave, he is very measured, this method makes the other party lose the combat effectiveness, but does not hurt the life.

At this time, the fat man finally stood up, and he said with a smile: Let's stop for the time being, let's listen to my son's words first! This little brother, I don't know if I can sell my son a favor and spare this house slave?

Give me a reason!" the king beast said coldly, but said nothing else.

He already knew that this fat man was the son of Wuxian Ling, although that Wuxian Ling had some friendship with Wangjiacun, but he had nothing to do with him, if he easily obeyed the other party's words, then there would inevitably be something embarrassing for him.

Sometimes the truth is very simple, people are good at being bullied, horses are good at being ridden by others, and justice sometimes does not depend on people's hearts, but not always in strength.