9、10……

Her cultivation has reached Mahayana, even if her soul is severely damaged, even if she is constrained by the laws of the lower realm, she can't exert more spiritual power than the gods, and it is more than enough to kill a Jindan monk.

"Frontal assassination is easy to produce variables, and it is not as secretive as poison."

Qing Yue's male voice was low but not dull, breaking the silence of the room.

The man who had just been pierced through the heart by a dagger sat down in front of her in the blink of an eye.

Doppelganger? Scapegoat? Distraction?

Obviously not, she was very sure that she had personally killed Yan Huai's life just now.

Yan Huai's gaze was too hot, and it always fell straight on her, giving Xu Zhaozhao the illusion that "he enjoyed being deprived of his breath by my spiritual power".

It's not an illusion, Yan Huai just enjoys it!

This little ancestor suddenly broke into the precept hall in the middle of the night, and without any evidence, he insisted that a disciple who was only at the beginning of Qi cultivation would assassinate the master of the first peak and let them take someone to capture him.

Yan Huai's eyes deepened, and he sighed in his heart.

Not right-

"Miss Jiang, it's not too early, don't make trouble, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Yan Huai's voice was too soft, as if he was muttering alone, but he was biting the words very hard, and his eyes were firmly in her eyes.

The difference between a small realm of immortal cultivators is separated by a moat, not to mention that Qi cultivation and Jin Dan are two big realms apart, how can there be such a thing as assassination?

I think it's just a joke between disciples.

She! It's true! Can't be killed! This man!

This had never been the case with the six Raiders I had encountered before.

Tsk, sanctimonious.

Cui Kai gritted his teeth, this Jiang Yu'er is Elder Jiang's niece, he can't afford to offend a small precept hall steward, but he has also been tempered by her, and the impatience in his words is almost no longer hidden.

*

The dark spiritual power condensed into a black mist, wrapped around the man's neck, the strong contrast between pure black and cold white, the visual impact was too strong, especially his expression-

With so many people coming, there is definitely a problem.

It's weird, it's really weird.

She Xu Zhaozhao was not happy, and even the wild dogs on the side of the road had to kick her.

She leaned to the side, watching Yan Huai's face gradually turn pale, and watching Yan Huai's vitality being deprived of a little bit...... Watching him stop breathing and get back to normal?

…… The second time.

Isn't this the world of words? The man in the immortal cultivation world is either cedar or bamboo cypress or sandalwood musk, why does Yan Huai have a kind of ...... Sweet peach?

It's very similar to her favorite Yulu spirit peach - the flesh is delicate, juicy and sweet, sweet and refreshing......

Xu Zhaozhao looked around, and most of the furnishings in the house were destroyed by her, and there was not even a place to hide.

Could it be that which of the previous raiders came back for revenge?

Immortal cultivators already have keen senses, and when Yan Huai passed by her, Xu Zhaozhao could clearly smell the scent on his body.

No, Master Yan must not be allowed to die in the hands of Xu Zhaozhao!

Not only can't the enemy be killed, but he seems to enjoy being killed by himself.

"Huh"

With a sneer, Xu Zhaozhao said word by word: "The master is good, this is the matter." ”

I can't kill you, and I can't tear down your house.

Xu Zhaozhao's expression when he stabbed Yan Huai with a dagger, the ensuing destruction of the Tianji Sect, and his own tragic death...... Scenes from the dream come to mind.

As the words fell, spiritual power poured out, and the bed behind Yan Huai turned into powder in an instant.

Xu Zhaozhao's disdain was too obvious, but Yan Huai didn't say anything more, just got out of bed and took the robe hanging on the shelf and put it on.

Jiang Yu'er's delicate face was dyed crimson with anger, and she looked at the sky, anxious.

It feels so weird.

Just thinking about it, Xu Zhaozhao suddenly noticed that someone was approaching here.

Xu Zhaozhao pondered for a moment, raised his hand and withdrew the dark spiritual power that was entwining Yan Huai.

Who's going to make him unlucky!

Cui Kai was ready to apologize after disturbing Yan Feng.

On duty tonight is the steward Cui Kai, who has never done anything for a long time, and he has no sense of existence in the precept hall.

But if you use water spiritual power...... Her water spiritual power was indeed only at the middle level of the Qi cultivation stage.

"Come on, go to Mu Qingfeng!"

Judging from the breath, there are about a dozen people who came, most of them are at the beginning of the Jindan level of cultivation, but there are also a few Jindan high-level.

Cui Kai lifted his forehead and sighed.

Found you, Zhaozhao.

She had already used the dark spirit power just now, and if she used the dark spirit power to escape now, she was afraid that she would be at risk of being detected so often.

Mu Qingfeng Peak Master Yan Huai, that is the cultivation of the Jindan Great Perfection, and he is one step away from being able to advance to the powerhouse of the Yuan Infant.

So why exactly?

Xu Zhaozhao's pupils suddenly constricted, and his knuckles curled up.

Yan Huai laughed, "I can let you devour my soul," he paused, "but not now. ”

Yan Huai is not an important character in the book, and will not be protected by the laws of Heavenly Dao.

Heaven made her dream of this, and it was for her to stand up and stop everything from happening.

The thin lips are slightly open, and the crow-like eyelashes slowly rise and fall with the breathing, adding a bit of bewitching to the originally cold eyebrows.

It's not like, Yan Huai gives her a different feeling than any raider, so she almost writes weirdness on her face.

"What, your Space-Time Authority abandoned this world and sent a madman over?"

Xu Zhaozhao's tone was harsh and mean.

There were no candles in the house, but Yan Huai could see clearly.

*

The Heavenly Extreme Sect's precept hall is independent of the peaks and is responsible for the order and criminal laws of the sect.

"Zhaozhao, Xu Zhaozhao."

It's really infuriating.

"I've said it several times! That Xu Zhaozhao will definitely assassinate Mu Qingfeng's peak master tonight! If it weren't for Uncle Jiang going out to practice, I wouldn't have looked for you in the Ring Hall, and it would be too late to go to anything! ”

There seems to be a lingering pain from the dagger piercing the heart, which is strangely numb and fascinating.

Yan Huai's eyes seemed to suppress some kind of fiery emotion, as if she had a fire that could devour people's hearts, which made her a little unable to see through.

Moreover, he is a Jindan Great Perfection monk, and he can get the robe with his spiritual power, so why should he go to the ground in person?

In just half an hour, she killed Yan Huai twice, damaged a number of objects in the house, and intimidated and ridiculed many words, but Yan Huai never used her spiritual power to stop it.

Jiang Yu'er finally made up her mind and pulled out her sword against her neck.

The woman was wearing the clothes of the inner disciples of the Tianji Sect, her Dan lips were pursed, and her apricot eyes were full of fierceness, just like a frightened cat.

The red sandalwood spirit wood, which was vigorously touted by the immortal cultivation world, was known as indestructible, but it was as fragile as dust under her hands.

"If you don't take someone to Mu Qingfeng immediately, I will kill myself directly, and when my uncle comes back, he will definitely not let you go!"

Hang as high as Haman?

It seems that you can only take a little risk and kill everyone, and the dead will not cause any extraneous branches, but it will take some effort to deal with it afterwards......

The sharp sword qi wrapped in spiritual power split the door in an instant, and the auspicious cloud carving was torn apart.

"Sure enough, Xu Zhaozhao, what else do you have to quibble-"