On the plain in front of Aoba Mountain, Chen Xiaoyu, who was in the air, looked indifferent, there was no human touch in his ice-white eyes, he only slid his fingers slightly, and the third sword shot out, hitting the half-human, half-beast monster nailed to the boulder in front of him.

The screams sounded again, Bai Yaya covered her ears, and her little face showed boredom.

Ye He's eyes were blazing, and he suddenly understood the purpose of these monks from Juntian Temple coming here. All they wanted was the life of him, a Dan Immortal with a resounding reputation in Huaiyang.

It's just that he still doesn't understand why the Juntian Temple, which hasn't taken his life for three years, would suddenly send five powerhouses from the peak of the Body Fusion Realm and one powerhouse from the True Qi Realm to intercept and kill him today.

The strange formation that was enough to kill the True Qi Realm, as well as the half-beast demon cultivator who was double consummated in the True Qi Realm, were all good at seeking stability and killing themselves. Such a sparing effort, it is obvious that he lives in seclusion in Aoba Mountain, and he threatens the existence of Juntian Temple because of something.

"This sect has lived in seclusion here for three years, why do you want to kill this sect today?" Ye He turned around, and his gaze began to become vicious.

If someone else wants to kill him, if he doesn't ask the reason, then it is absolutely impossible for him to want to live in seclusion next.

The powerhouse of the Juntian Temple Fusion Realm is like a forest, if a few more random people use the strange formation against the sky, without his own disciple named Chen Xiaoyu, I am afraid that it will be a question whether he can survive or not.

It's just that Chen Xiaoyu is strong, and it is almost impossible for him to really stay by his side all the time.

Therefore, he Yehe must ask why Juntian Temple wants to kill him, even if it is to use a method more cruel than the piercing bones of a flying sword.

Ye He took out an elixir from the space ring and pressed it to the mouth of the half-beast demon cultivator, his face was hideous. Threatened: "Say, why did Juntian Temple kill this sect?" Otherwise, this sect will feed you this ridiculously itchy and finally lethal Xiaoxiao Dan! ”

"Threat?" The half-beast demon cultivator opened his mouth full of blood and sneered, "Juntian Temple killing you is just a matter of raising your hand, what's the use of you threatening me, the more you look like this, the more I won't say it." ”

As he spoke, the half-beast demon cultivator's gaze moved to the green-clothed white-robed young man who was in front of him, and the sweet-looking girl not far in front of the young man.

On that notice, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy and a girl of about ten years old surprisingly matched the two in front of him.

"The young man who can kill the Li family and his wife is really good, the poor monk is really eye-catching, but the poor monk will not return to the royal capital tomorrow, and the demon clan of Qingye Mountain will have to suffer another catastrophe."

The half-beast demon cultivator suddenly called himself a poor monk, gritting his teeth and threatening Chen Xiaoyu. However, the threat didn't sound like a warning to Chen Xiaoyu, but like it was said to Bai Yaya, who was squatting not far in front of Chen Xiaoyu.

Hearing the calamity of the Aoba Mountain Demon Clan, especially the word calamity, Bai Yaya's face that was still a little playful and didn't care about it just now froze for a moment.

The Demon Mountain Tribulation, her mother-in-law who depended on her for her life left like this, and there was no possibility of coming back again. In Bai Yaya's view, another catastrophe means that she will lose what she cares about again.

She raised her head and looked at Chen Xiaoyu, who looked indifferent, with crystal tears flashing in her eyes.

Chen Xiaoyu nodded, his wrist trembled, and the fourth flying sword shot out.

This time there was no scream, and the fourth flying sword was firmly nailed to the top of the half-beast demon cultivator's head.

Mischievous, the corners of Chen Xiaoyu's mouth hooked up a weird smile that only Chen Zhouzhou can have, fell to the ground, stretched out his hand to hold Bai Yaya, and slowly walked towards the boulder.

He said as he walked: "In front of me, in fact, you have no secrets at all, Master Wuci!" Cultivating the demon clan exercises, he went crazy and became the person who is not like a human being, and the ghost is not like a ghost. ”

The half-beast demon cultivator frowned, and the disapproving expression just now suddenly became frightened, and he looked at the young man with ice-white eyes, his eyes widened.

The ice-white eyes gradually returned to normal, and by the time the young man holding the girl approached, those eyes had already changed back to the brown pupils of a normal person.

Chen Xiaoyu smiled slightly and said, "Is Master Wuci wondering why I know your Dharma name?" ”

The half-beast demon cultivator roared, "What about the poor monk you know? In the Huaiyang royal capital, he forcibly seized the things traded in the market, and killed everyone in the Li family, but he was just a poor monk! ”

"Well, that's what the master said." Chen Xiaoyu let go of Bai Yaya's hand, and at the same time, the sword in his hand also dissipated, and he folded his hands towards the uncient monk hanging on the boulder to perform Buddhist rituals.

Wuci was stunned, he couldn't understand what this young man who couldn't see the realm wanted to do.

Ye He couldn't understand it, since Chen Xiaoyu revealed the aura of cultivation that he couldn't see through his body, he felt that his closed disciple had become stranger, and it felt that it was not as simple as having never seen it, but it was strange in terms of age, and in a trance, there was a gap between him and the young Chen Xiaoyu for tens of thousands of years.

"Hard first, then soft?" Wu Ci sneered at his half-beast, half-human face, "You and your master will never know why Juntian Temple intercepted him today!" Hahahaha, if the poor monk does not return to the royal capital tomorrow, this Qingye Mountain, hehehe. ”

After listening to the mocking contempt in the confidence of the Wuci monk, Chen Xiaoyu showed a helpless look and sighed slightly: "The king of Huaiyang is seriously ill, I am afraid that only Danxian can save him in the entire Huaiyang Prefecture." Intercepting and killing Huaiyang Danxian is nothing more than a fear that the King of Huaiyang will not die, and you have no chance to launch a palace change to seize the power of the Huaiyang royal family. ”

This sound came from Chen Xiaoyu's body.

Chen Zhouzhou didn't know when he left Chen Xiaoyu's body, and Chen Xiaoyu, who had regained consciousness, still had a summary of the intelligence clues in his mind.

Immediately, he repeated the news word for word about why Juntian Temple sent someone to Qingye Mountain to snipe Ye He.

Looking at Wuci's half-beast, half-human face with a frightened look, Chen Xiaoyu shook his head and sighed at the sadness of these NPCs.

No matter how arrogant and domineering they are, in the end, they are not the protagonist's opponents with plug-ins.

Thinking of this, Chen Xiaoyu's gaze moved to Ye He, who had white hair beside him, and without waiting for Ye He to express his doubts, he took the lead and said, "Master, Huaiyang is in danger, I think you should go out of the mountain." ”

The young man's eyes were clear and clear, he clenched his fists respectfully towards Ye He, and did not forget to blink his eyes, exchanging glances with the little girl beside him.