"Boy, who the hell are you?"

No matter how deep Hong Sihai's qi cultivation kung fu is, he can't help but be shocked at this moment, and his eyes are full of shock.

Su Xuan was right in every sentence.

Young age.

See through the big picture at a glance.

Such a person, no matter where he is placed, is not an unknown person.

Su Xuan ignored Hong Sihai.

Behind his hands, he said in a light tone: "According to the heart of Zhao Qiluo, a little girl, how could she come up with such a method?" ”

"It's just that behind her, someone is helping her!"

Su Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, looked at the man beside Zhao Qiluo, and said with a smile: "I'm right, Master Faming?" ’

Master Faming's face changed wildly.

He was the evil cultivator who gave Zhao Qiluo the Yin Weapon in the Skull Temple.

Looks, clothes may be changed.

But the cold and bone-chilling, condensed mist-like yin aura in his body could not be disguised.

This man is a master of magic!

He just sat there, didn't do anything, didn't even say a word.

The powerful pressure condensed on the body can change the surrounding magnetic field and environment, causing the temperature of the villa hall to plummet.

"Boy!"

"It's just your words." Fa Ming quickly calmed down, shook his head and spoke.

The loess jar he held in his palm was surging with black mist in Su Xuan's eyes, and the yin spirit roared.

Is this what makes you confident?

Su Xuan retracted his gaze.

Everyone's eyes converged on the center, and Su Xuan walked towards the Zhao family master step by step.

"What is he going to do?"

Hong Sihai didn't blink his eyes, and he looked at it deadly.

Zhao Qiluo's heart hung in his throat, and his arm in the sleeve trembled violently.

On his forehead, beads of sweat were already rolling down.

Once revealed.

It's a capital offense!

She will never forget the scene when his father treated his disobedient subordinates and fed the dogs.

Zhao Qiluo was seven years old that year.

Fa Ming could no longer maintain his composure.

Ten steps later, Su Xuan was already standing in front of Mr. Zhao.

He sneered: "Don't you want positive evidence? ”

With a wave of his hand, the twelve silver needles placed beside Mr. Zhao shot out in unison.

With the qi to control the needle, plum blossoms nine turns!

The crowd was alarmed.

Hong Sihai's pupils shrank, and he screamed in his mouth, as if he had seen something incomprehensible: "Plum blossom nine turns!" ”

"Zhang Jiuyang, who is this son?"

Everyone present.

Only Zhang Jiuyang lowered his head to drink tea, and there was no trace of surprise on his face.

Faced with Hong Sihai's excited questioning, he ignored it, but the smile on the corner of his mouth became thicker.

No one noticed that the loess jar in Master Faming's hand trembled slightly.

The surging black mist continued to pour into Mr. Zhao's body, as if it was fueling the growth of the yin spirit, fighting with Su Xuan in the air.

Su Xuan sneered in his mouth: "The carving insect skill is not worth mentioning." ”

"Break it for me!"

The plum blossoms turn, the spring and the snow!

Twelve silver needles, trembling at the same time.

Everyone clearly saw that in Zhao Quan, a large black mist erupted, falling towards everyone's heads like a black cloud pressing down on the city.

"Look!" The senior officials of the Zhao family covered their mouths and exclaimed.

Plum blossoms turn twice, dead wood in spring!

Mr. Zhao's eyes were closed tightly, and he opened suddenly, and his mouth let out a howl of horror.

The screams were creepy, as if they weren't owned by humans.

"Come again!"

Su Xuan let out a low roar.

Naturally, I could feel that the yin soul in Zhao was desperately resisting the plum blossom nine turn needle.

The third turn, plum blossoms and four elephants!

'Boom! ’

The black mist sprayed thin, and a huge yin spirit rushed out of Zhao's body, with a miserable scream in his mouth, and rushed towards Master Fa Ming's loess jar.

Su Xuan prepared five turns for this yin soul.

As a result, it was only the third turn of the plum blossom and the four elephants, and it could no longer bear it.

"Want to run?"

Su Xuan opened his mouth with a sneer.

His aura erupted from his palm, dragging the silver needle from Mr. Zhao's body to break through the air, like a sword swing, piercing from behind the yin soul and shooting out in front of him.

This yin spirit, shrouded in black fog and nearly two meters high, was like boiling water splashing snow, and it quickly dissipated in the air.

"Boy, you dare!"

Master Faming's eyes were furious.

The sound was like thunder, bursting in everyone's ears.

I watched the yin soul I fed with my own eyes, and under my nose, it was wiped out by others.

Fa Ming's heart was dripping blood, and his eyes were red.

He tore off his disguise on the spot and scolded loudly: "Boy, how dare you ruin my game? ”

The crowd looked at Fa Ming in horror.

Zhao Qiluo clasped his hands and sneered: "Boy, seeing these things, you should have left." But you have to come forward to break the situation, do you know that Master Faming is a master of Fa cultivation? ”

Everyone has never heard of these four words of master cultivator.

Su Xuan ignored Zhao Qiluo and looked at Fa Ming: "Your biggest reliance is nothing more than the loess jar in your hand, it should be a magic weapon, right?" ”

Master Fa Ming glanced at Su Xuan unexpectedly.

I didn't expect that I was so well disguised, and he could see through it at a glance.

Nodding on the spot:

"Not bad!"

"The mud jar in my hand is originally a soul-nourishing magic weapon of the Southern Xinjiang Ghost and Witch Sect, a soul-nourishing jar. Later, it was unintentionally obtained by this seat, and since then it has been killing people to raise souls, and it has been thirty-eight years now, and there were originally seven yin souls in the jar that devoured people and devoured bones. ”

"I didn't expect the gutter to capsize today, and I was cut in front of you."

tore his face, Fa Ming simply didn't pretend to be at all.

"Boy, you ruined the good deeds of this seat, everyone will stay here today."

After Master Fa Ming finished speaking, he slapped the yin jar in his hand.

In a flash.

The black mist was monstrous, and six huge yin spirits appeared.

How have you ever seen such a scene?

When he saw six huge yin spirits appear in the air, his legs went limp, and he sat on the ground with his ass.

Even Concubine Chen Rong's face was pale, and her eyes were desperate.

How could there be such a terrible thing in the world?

The six Yin Spirits, harnessing the black mist, roared miserably from their mouths, and rushed towards Su Xuan.

The whole villa hall is like hell.

Su Xuan stood in place, motionless.

looked at the ghost rushing in front of him, and just sneered in his mouth.

"Fa Ming, I thought you had any hole cards?"

"I didn't expect that from beginning to end, I just relied on this yin jar to make a fortune."

Su Xuan shook his head as he spoke, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

Just when the Shade was about to rush in front of him.

Su Xuan slowly took out a talisman seal in Fa Ming's surprised gaze.

Fa Ming said in surprise: "Boy, I didn't expect you to not only be a practitioner, but also a cultivator?" ”

Su Xuan looked down at the talisman pendant folded out of the talisman seal in his palm.

A trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes: "That's it, let me show you today, what is a real magic weapon?" ”

As soon as these words came out.

In Chen Rongfei's dumbfounded gaze.

Su Xuan stretched out his hand and raised it above his head, and gently spit out two words in his mouth: "Thunder!" ”

'Boom! ’

Thunder cracks.

"No!"

Master Faming's face was full of horror, and a roar came out of his mouth.

At this moment, the six yin spirits did not even let out half a scream, the black mist steamed, and the yin souls dissipated.

Divine thunder is the most rigid and yang thing, specializing in restraining the demons of the world.

In everyone's eyes.

In the hall of the Zhao family's villa, the void is full of electricity, and the hall is full of daylight, Su Xuan holds the divine thunder in his hand, standing proudly, like a god!