"I wonder when you first noticed me?"

Xuanyang smiled helplessly.

At this moment, Ling Baili and Sijie Xunqing each occupied one side, staring at Monk Xuanyang with a serious expression.

"Hmph, I'll just say why things are so coincidental, after you arrived, the 'mourning god' came to the door, it turned out that you were really a ghost, say, who are you?"

Ling Baili snorted coldly, and an iron sword in his hand was horizontal in front of him, with a defensive posture.

"Who am I? I am a Xuanyang monk from Fangtian Temple in Nanyang County who came to avoid the war, what is wrong with Master Ling? ”

Master Xuanyang replied indifferently.

"Two junior disciples were killed by the 'mourning gods', as a person in Buddhism, will you be so calm? Don't lie! ”

Ling Baili asked.

"Master Ling, I have never deceived you."

Master Xuanyang closed his eyes to feel the silence and then continued: "Hehe, little county lord, after staying for a long time, you really think of yourself as a citizen of the Yan Dynasty?" Still hands-on? It's a big deal for your second uncle to ask me to capture this kid, are you going to go against your second uncle? ”

After Master Xuanyang finished speaking, he slowly opened his eyes, and a touch of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

Ling Baili was slightly stunned, and looked at Sijie Xunqing on the side.

Esprit Xunqing also frowned, she didn't expect things to turn out like this.

"Hmph, the second uncle asked you to capture this city, and you went to kill all the people in the city, wouldn't it be more troublesome, presumably this is also what the second uncle asked you to do."

Sijie Xunqing said with a calm face.

Master Xuanyang smiled slightly when he heard this, "I don't understand what the little county lord said, if the little county lord doesn't get out of the way, I'm going to be rough!" ”

Sijie Xunqing Jade dagger was held in his hand, and he sneered: "I have long ordered that immortal cultivators must not participate in cross-border struggles, and use immortal spiritual power here, are you really not afraid that the people of the Heavenly Prison Division will find you?"

The smile on Xuanyang's face retracted, and he said indifferently: "If I really anger the people of the Heavenly Prison Division, I can not care about it now, because now I am convinced that this kid has an imitation immortal skill!" ”

"Come and die!"

Xuanyang took out the iron bell and the Buddha plate from his long sleeves, and at the same time raised the Buddha plate above his head, and then recited the scriptures, and one by one ancient Sanskrit words spit out from his mouth and flew into the Buddha plate.

Suddenly, the iron bell let out a piercing sound, and then it actually activated the 'Mourning God' and kept rushing towards Ling Baili.

"Be careful!"

Esprit exclaimed.

Ling Baili hurriedly waved the iron sword in his hand to block it.

"Bang!"

The black claws of the 'Mourning God' that struck again slammed heavily on Ling Baili's iron sword, making a bang, and Ling Baili hurriedly flew back.

"Master Ling, I advise you to give up resistance and obediently hand over the Imitation Immortal Technique."

Xuanyang sneered.

"Xuanyang, once the Heavenly Supervisor targets you, you won't end well!"

Sijie Xunqing said that the jasper dagger in his hand attacked Xuanyang.

Master Xuanyang was busy manipulating the Buddha plate with one hand, and chanting Sanskrit on the other side, and the Dharma on the Buddha plate immediately released a golden light that rushed straight to Sijie Xunqing's head.

"I'm sorry, little county lord, you can sleep for a while."

After Xuanyang finished speaking, Sijie Xunqing fell to the ground, and then Xuanyang concentrated his whole body on manipulating the 'Mourning God'.

"Haha, Master Ling, I see how you can resist the power of my refining god!"

Master Xuanyang laughed wildly, his eyes full of madness.

Damn it! How much ability does this monk have?

No, it can't be delayed any longer!

The last ultimate experience card must now be used!

"Hmph, don't you think about it!"

Ling Baili used all his strength to shake away the python's 'mourning spirit', and then muttered: "Switch accounts."

In an instant, Ling Baili's body emitted a lot of high-temperature mist, and the mist gradually filled, and finally wrapped Ling Baili inside.

"Slash!"

A shocking sound came out of the mist.

In the next second, the 'mourning god' who stayed in place was split apart for some reason, forming black fragments one after another.

"It's coming, it's coming! Is this your hidden imitation immortal technique? Hahahaha! ”

When Master Xuanyang saw this scene, he couldn't help but laugh excitedly.

The fog dissipated, Ling Baili's figure appeared, at this time, Ling Baili was powerful, his breath was stable, and he didn't seem to have any loss, and he exuded a strong battle intent, which made Master Xuanyang feel a little excited.

"The imitation immortal technique belongs to me!"

Master Xuanyang folded his hands and recited a Buddha name, and then his figure disappeared in a flash, and when he reappeared again in the next second, he had already arrived at Ling Baili's side.

"Bang!"

Master Xuanyang slammed his fist into Ling Baili's chest.

"Click!"

A crisp sound of bones was heard.

After succeeding, he hurriedly jumped away, and Xuan Yang didn't even react, it should be the sound of someone's bones broken.

Ling Baili held an iron sword in his hand, and with a slight swing, a black ray of light shot at Xuanyang's right arm.

"How is this possible? How could my right hand! ”

Stepping into the Immortal Cultivation Dao, there is no doubt that his physical fitness will be greatly improved, but just now he smashed it out with a punch, and that punch even contained a trace of spiritual power.

However, it turned out that his own arm was exchanged for the other party's unharmed, and his right arm was easily cut off.

"Impossible, impossible!"

Master Xuanyang shook his head continuously, his left hand supporting the ground and retreating one after another, he didn't believe in such an ending at all.

Ling Baili stopped and stared at Xuanyang with a frosty expression.

Xuanyang was stunned for a moment, and then shouted with a smile: "You're afraid, you don't dare to kill me!" Are you afraid that the Celestial Supervisor will find out the evidence of your crimes? ”

Xuanyang said as he retreated and fled.

"You run, you run."

Ling Baili sneered, at this time, he thought that Xuanyang was just a clown jumping off the beam, where did he still look like a Buddhist monk.

Xuanyang immediately stopped when he heard this, turned his head and stared at Ling Baili fiercely, gritted his teeth and said, "You're afraid of me!" You're afraid of the Heavenly Division! You're afraid of everything! You don't dare to kill me! ”

Ling Baili ignored him, raised his right hand, and the black light emitted by the iron sword rushed forward like a poisonous snake, hitting Xuanyang's head in an instant.

"Poof!"

The black mang sank into Master Xuanyang's head, and then exploded like fireworks, and blood sprayed out, turning into a rain of blood and falling to the ground.

Ling Baili flipped his wrist, and the iron sword returned to his hand, and then flicked the blood on the blade, Ling Baili looked at Xuanyang's corpse and said, "Crazy! ”

Looking at the mess scattered on the ground, but only the fragments of the 'Lost God's body were missing, Ling Baili surveyed the surroundings for a long time, but he couldn't find any clues, which made him feel afraid.

The Buddha plate and iron bells were scattered around Xuanyang, Ling Baili moved his mind, spread out Xuanyang's clothes and checked them.

There was a piece of jade pendant lying quietly in the clothes, although the jade pendant was not big, but it always made him feel a little special.

When he approached Yin, it was almost dawn, Ling Baili's swordsman ability disappeared at the same time, all these valuable things on the ground were put away by him, and the bodies of the three monks were also quickly disposed of and buried by him.

Carrying Sijie Xunqing, I found that this guy was really light, and his body still had a fragrance that belonged to Daman.

"Hey, Brother Baili, what did you do to this big sister? Big Brother Baili is a big pervert! ”

Xiaohu, who got up early and stood in the corner to pee, couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw this scene.

"Stinky boy, what nonsense! Next time I catch you, see if I beat you or not! ”

Ling Baili glared at Xiaohu, and then walked towards the cultivation room with Sijie Xunqing on his shoulder.