"Master!"

Han Xuan suddenly vomited blood after seeing Taiqing's punch, and he was undoubtedly so anxious that he screamed.

At this moment, the peachwood sword in his hand had long been broken.

It was the result of being killed by Ling Zhen, the green-robed guest who had been killed in front of him, with the "city-breaking style" in the Qianjun Sword Technique.

This kind of swordsmanship, such a killing move, has a terrifying power like a huge mountain smashing down.

Even if the true qi is blessed, it is still difficult to stop, and it can only be shattered and destroyed!

Han Xu, an unarmed giant who was only attacked by Ling Zhen's sword, only relied on his own "prestige physique" to launch Taoist fighting techniques, with fists and feet.

Above the lake, he struggled to resist the protracted attack of twenty flying swords, and Ling Zhen poured out his sword.

Seeing that his physique could be so tenacious, Ling Zhen appreciated it.

The young man in the green robe grinned and shouted, "Amazing! Come on, try this! ”

Ling Zhen immediately sacrificed his natal sword "Guiding Thunder".

A cloud of sword qi that was rich in the true intent of the thunder law, and the electric light crackled, and in this way, it directly broke through the shell and protected the body, and burrowed into the body of the evil Daoist.

The swift thunder sword suddenly entered the body, and Han Xuan grinned, and let out a scream like killing a pig on the spot.

The bones of the whole body trembled, the muscles and flesh were numb, and the thunder stimulated me to faint, and life was worse than death!

Such an inhuman and terrible pain was something he had never experienced even when he competed with Fudo Zen Master.

Under the control of the master Ling Zhen's mind, that thunder-channeling sword qi turned into a little thunderbolt child.

The gaseous "Thunder Boy" who is full of the true meaning of the sword, if the inner primordial infant of the monk, is reckless and reckless by nature, and does what he wants.

The thunderbolt boy played and frolicked in Hanxu's huge body with strong muscles.

As a result, the Taoist priest was weakened, suffering enough pain that could cause ordinary cultivators to die on the spot, and his physical body was on the verge of collapse, and even his majestic physique was no longer useful.

"Awesome, Brother Ling, your natal sword still has such a miraculous effect, if you want to torture people in the future, use this!"

Qiu Jin was quite happy and looked at the scene not far away.

Unbeknownst to everyone, behind him, an old Taoist priest who was seriously injured and dying was slashing with his sword.

Just as the long sword in Taiqing's hand was about to fall, Qiu Jin turned his head and said with a grim smile: "This is your own death, you have to blame me!" ”

So with a wave of his left hand, a turquoise sword qi flew out from his palm.

The flying sword "Three Thousand Corpse Bones" slashed through Taiqing's neck in this way.

Shoude view the Lord, head overboard!

Han Xu, who was being frantically tortured by the "Thunder Boy" in his body, saw his mentor Taiqing dead in his eyes at this time, and his blood stained the fish lake.

Han Xuan immediately mourned infinitely, and let out a cry of almost despair.

Seeing Qiu Jin arrive here, Ling Zhen, a young man in a green robe, consciously and quickly withdrew the natal sword to guide the thunder.

At this moment, Qiu Jin, who was full of burnt yellow hair, slammed out a palm towards Han Xu's face.

The move didn't hit, but stopped in front of its eyes.

Rao is like this, and the turbulent "palm gang" of Qiu Jin also shocked this junior Taoist priest of Shoudeguan, whose mind trembled.

"Don't fight, go, I'll invite you to eat buns."

After Qiu Jin said this with a smile, he grabbed the collar of the burly Taoist in front of him.

Treading water again, rushing to the lake.

The green-robed guest Ling Zhen returned to the sheath of Hongmo, withdrew the natal sword to lead the thunder, and also returned to the land.

Qiu Jin recalled all the Lingshu flying swords, still holding the golden blade in his right hand, and holding the strong Taoist priest Hanxu with his left hand, swept from the middle of the lake to the lakeside, and came to the front of the jujube chestnut horse Zi Lei.

Ye Yiran held the young white fox and rode on horseback, glanced at Han Xu's face, and felt a lot of fear, secretly shuddered, and secretly commented: "This person's face is so vicious!" ”

"Hey, Red-Haired Monster, do you have any buns left?"

Qiujin asked.

"There's one left."

Ye Yiran, who was holding the gold ingot light shield in his hand, glanced at the paper bag containing the bun, and replied in confusion.

"Okay, give it to me."

Qiu Jin took the last crab roe bun from her hand, handed it to Han Xu, who was already dripping with blood and had extremely serious internal injuries, and said slowly with an expressionless face: "If you want to live, eat this; If you want to die, you won't eat. ”

On that Xianyu Lake, Han Xuan witnessed the tragic death of his teacher, and he expected that he would definitely die this time, so he was ready to fight with the enemy who killed the teacher until the last moment.

Unexpectedly, at this time, hope was rekindled, and there was the possibility of living again, his will to die was not very firm, and he lacked courage in his bones, and the vitality was in front of him, how could he not reach out and grab it?

There are really a lot of wounds all over the body, and Han Xu, who can be called covered in blood, took the bun, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it like a wolf and a tiger, and it looked extremely ugly.

Qiu Jin saw that he was eating so sweetly, squinted his eyes, and asked with a smile, "Does the taste of the buns taste good?" ”

"Good, that's great! I've never eaten such delicious buns in my life! ”

Han Xuan chewed while saying.

Ling Zhen teased: "This is the standard reincarnation of a starving ghost, I was so badly injured by my thunder, I can still eat so sweet, I have only seen it in my life, I admire." ”

After Qiu Jin and Hanxu swallowed the whole bun into their stomachs, "After eating, kneel down." ”

The Taoist priest of Shoudeguan bent his knees and knelt on the ground very obediently.

"What an obedient dog."

Qiu Jin nodded and said, "Let's talk about it, we didn't know each other before, why do we want to pick quarrels and provoke troubles and suddenly poison people?" ”

Han Xu, who was humiliated to the point that he could still have a life in his heart, thought in his heart: "Now that Master and his old man are dead, I will put all the blame on his head to ensure that I can live." ”

With a thick face, he said bluntly: "Hero, this matter is all done by my master alone, and it has nothing to do with me!" ”

When Ling Zhen heard this, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and let out a "hum", "There is no proof of death, you are quite good at shirking responsibility!" ”

Cho Kim was also unconvinced.

Han Xuan waved his hand again and again, and he was determined to talk nonsense, and said with a glance: "My master and he, for the old disrespect, is a terrible hungry ghost, and he has a practice of finding women, called ...... It's called 'Seeking Incense'! This exercise is very tight, and it can sense beautiful girls within a radius of dozens of miles, once he finds out which girl is beautiful, he will immediately stretch out his claws, regardless of whether they are married or not, whether they have given birth to children, in short, they have to take it for themselves! ”

Speaking of this, the Taoist with an ugly face looked up at Ye Yiran.

The implication is that he is beautiful and has entered the eyes of his master, so this change will happen.

Ye Yiran, who was red-haired and white-robed, stepped forward and rode on horseback, sensing Han Xu's eyes looking at him, his little face was slightly red, and he scolded unhappily: "What nonsense, there are still such messy exercises in the world?!" ”

"Yes, yes!"

Han Xuan said solemnly, "I meditated and practiced on this Xianyu Lake with the master, and when I was in a trance, his old man suddenly slapped his thigh and shouted, 'My life is in vain', I was puzzled, so I asked the master why he said this?" He sighed and said, "There is such a woman in the world who is so ashamed of the moon and flowers, I just met it today, and the previous days were not all in vain", I was even more puzzled, and asked where the woman came from? He smiled and said that he would look for incense Dafa, within a radius of dozens of miles, no matter which woman could escape his eyes, and said that he would capture the stunning woman who was a hundred or a thousand times more beautiful than the fairy in the sky, and be my wife! I wanted to persuade the master to accumulate some merits, and not to do anything that hurts heaven and reason, otherwise it would be great for the Sanqing Patriarch to condemn the sin, but his old man's movements were too fast, and before I could react in the blink of an eye, he had already made a move......"

All women in the world love beauty, and they all like to hear others praise their appearance, Ye Yiran knew that this person's words were not true, but he was just blowing the conch, but he was not angry, but the corners of his mouth showed a significant smile.

Ling Zhen on the side only felt amused, and secretly praised: "This Taoist priest's skill in slapping sycophants is a bit perfect." ”