In front of the majestic gate, there is still cold snow falling in the sky.

On the marble floor knelt a thin young man in messy clothes.

"Is the stinky boy still kneeling here?" A young man in a blue-purple sect robe put on a gloomy face, and raised his leg to kick the person on the ground.

The young man was followed by a few accomplices who seemed to be his followers, and they were watching the play with their arms crossed.

The thin young man seemed to have been kneeling for a long time, and was kicked by the other party so that he fell directly weightless in the cold snow and remained motionless......

"Huh? Is this dead? ”

The kicking boy frowned and stepped forward and kicked with his foot.

"Ahem!" The man who fell to the ground suddenly coughed, and the frightened teenager immediately jumped behind in fright.

"Damn, what a deceitful corpse! Dare to scare Lao Tzu, you guys will go up and beat him up! The young man was still a little immature, and his face was full of viciousness.

At the same time, in the Purple Cloud Palace, which was burning with a high-grade carbon fire, Xiao Hanyan leaned lazily on a small collapse of a crane dancing cloud pine.

With a stunningly gorgeous face, looking at the scene in the illusion mirror, a touch of killing intent flashed when his cold eyes touched the young man who was beaten by the group!

She Xiao Hanyan was the master of a sect in her last life, but she taught a disciple who fell into the devil's path and deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors!

The well-behaved and obedient people in the past forcibly took away her cultivation that she had practiced hard for hundreds of years when she was practicing and counterattacking, causing her to reverse her muscles and veins and die......

Maybe it's the pity of God, she was reborn, and the fault hasn't happened yet, so she hides in the temple today and chooses not to be idle.

As for some people, she will slowly keep them to play and take revenge for the revenge of the previous life!

The young man in the mirror was beaten to a blue nose and swollen face before being let go by everyone, the snow-white ground was dyed a non-dazzling red, and Xiao Hanyan turned off the vision mirror indifferently.

The dark red skirt mopped the floor, and the jet-black three thousand green silk was scattered on the back at will, and he stood quietly by the window with his hands in his hands.

The snow was still falling, and the cold white hand reached out of the window to catch a little snowflake, and the cold and warm touched together, and the former slowly disappeared.

A cyan figure flashed in the sky, Xiao Hanyanxue's eyes narrowed slightly, and his slender white fingers buckled on the windowsill......

When he raised his hand and recited a mantra, he had a red silk umbrella in his hand, and a blue delicate tassel was tied under the handle of the umbrella, which was shaped like a deep-sea whale.

Xiao Hanyan pulled out the sword on the other side of the umbrella handle, and the sword face that flashed with cold light reflected her cold face.

The red figure flying with an umbrella and sword disappeared into the snowy air.

The Northern Meditation Cultivator on the ground gasped for breath in pain, struggling to support himself, but the pain was too uncomfortable to get up.

He can't die here, his family revenge has not been avenged, how can he die like this?

Hatred seemed to give him motivation, and he sat up with pain and difficulty, and his swollen eyes looked at the hot stamping plaque with the word "Qi Zong" written on the door, and violently grabbed the snow on the ground and stuffed it into his mouth.

The icy chill stimulated his nervous brain, and the whole person was much more energetic.

The snowflakes fell on his thin body and gradually increased, and the front door was built like a snowman.

An hour later, the "snowman" fell.

Xiao Hanyan watched in mid-air for a while, Edgeworth flew down and stepped on the snow with both feet, her red dress mopping the floor, and the bright colors were particularly eye-catching in the vast white area.

The man who fell to the ground was only fourteen years old this year, and his injured face was faintly full of unwillingness to admit defeat and stubbornness.

After a few glances, Xiao Hanyan felt that the snow had become much bigger, holding an umbrella in one hand and carrying it behind him with the other, and turned to leave.

Suddenly, she stopped.

Frowning and looking down, he saw that the hem of the clothes dragging on the snow was grabbed by a bony little hand.

Xiao Hanyan's cold snow eyes flashed with a cold glow, and he raised his hand and was about to make a move to directly kill him.

"What about others? Why didn't you report this matter earlier, how did you, the head of the outer sect, behave as a sect! ”

The door of confinement was opened from the inside, and a group of men and women walked out of it, led by an old man wearing a gray-white Taoist robe and a pot-bellied man, who was scolding the middle-aged Taoist who was holding a whisk on the side as he walked.

Xiao Hanyan, who was hidden in place, quietly watched the unconscious Beiming being carried in by them, and felt a little remorseful in his heart.

It's just a long way to go...... It's too easy to kill him now, and there's no rush for a while.

Thinking of the Taoist Xiao Hanyan who was scolded just now, his heart sank, and he felt that it was time for the sect to change his blood

Before that, she had to go down the mountain for a walk, and there was something that had to be solved before she could do the rest of the work.

Putting away the red umbrella, Xiao Hanyan flew towards the target location with his qi sword at great speed.

The red figure appeared in a chaotic and uninhabited town, and Xiao Hanyan carefully felt the fluctuations of vitality in the air.

Hold up the umbrella and fly directly, gather the air in your palm, and hit a crumbling house dozens of meters away.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, some barrier broke, revealing a giant beast shaped like a tiger with fur like a dog's hair, two feet long, with a face like a man, feet like tiger claws, a mouth and teeth like a pig, and a tail eight feet long.

"Roar~" The giant beast stomped its feet and roared angrily to the sky, and the ground around it trembled.

This is a fierce beast that escaped from the Demon Domain, and the nearby towns and villages have been destroyed by it, and there is a poor beast that doesn't know where it fled to, so it has to be dealt with first.

In her previous life, she didn't know what was going on in the outside world because of her retreat and cultivation, and it wasn't until she got out of the customs that she realized that this Hanzhu had plagued the residents and other sects within a hundred miles around Ziyun Mountain.

By the time she arrived at the scene, the elders of the Qi Sect had already tried their best to kill the two, but at this time, the leader of the Demon Domain took advantage of the chaos to sneak attack the Qi Sect.

The two sides continued to fight for several days and nights before they repelled the demon soldiers, which caused the sect to be hit hard, and Xiao Hanyan had to temporarily close the sect to reorganize and recuperate.

If she hadn't been in a hurry to escalate her retreat, the elders wouldn't have to be skilled, so Xiao Hanyan wanted to minimize the damage in this crisis of the Qi Sect.

In the previous life, now that she has cultivated ten levels of qi, she is sure to single-handedly challenge the other party.

Now after a few years of retreat and cultivation, he has reached the thirteenth level of qi cultivation by leaps and bounds, and he has unexpectedly crossed the two levels to cultivate the immortal body in advance, and his strength is close to that of the god, which is already enough to deal with this Han Zhu.

"Death, let's die!" The umbrella in his hand turned into a sharp sword with a red light, and the sharp sword slashed through the air, hitting the sword with a bloody mouth running at a speed like a broken bamboo.

"Roaring !!!"

Han Zhu was injured and screamed in pain, and a layer of light from his body enveloped his body.

Xiao Hanyan's eyes condensed: "Purple gas, forever!" ”

The mantra was pronounced, and seven light blue air swords condensed behind her and automatically flew towards the Han Zhu who gave birth to the defensive layer.

The air sword attacked the hammer back and forth, and the sound of friction and collision was very harsh.

Xiao Hanyanjing threw the sword in his hand at the other party, and his ten fingers were sealed: "The sword is out of Hongmeng, and Liuhe is the only one!" ”

A circular aura of tens of meters was born under the feet of the Han Zhu, and a circle of qi swords around it kept spinning, so that when it couldn't break free, a cold sword rain fell in the air above its head, and it kept falling down.

Han Qi stomped his feet on the ground violently, and the ground cracked a gap, Xiao Hanyan snorted coldly, flew forward, and quickly commanded the sword he had just thrown into Xiu Wei to stab at the struggling Han Qi.

The sword full of power struck, and Han Ji didn't have time to prevent being directly stabbed in the eye, and stumbled backwards.

Xiao Hanyan saw that the opportunity had come, and summoned the sword back to gather qi and burst out, the tip of the sword was upward, his fingers stroked the sword body, and a giant sword was conjured up above the qi sword array, which broke through the defense alive and slammed into the hard body of the sword.

"Boom ......"

The sound of falling to the ground resounded in the sky, Xiao Hanyan indifferently withdrew the sword array, and the sword on the other side turned back into an ordinary red umbrella and withdrew it in his hand.