"Leng Shushi's nephew, you stand down and rest, and leave it to our Dragon and Tiger Sect here. Ling Feng said lightly.

Leng Shu's age is not much different from Ling Feng, but the other party's seniority and strength are far superior to him, every time the other party calls him his nephew, he will have a black line on his face, but today I heard him call himself his nephew, his face showed gratitude, he slowly stood up, saluted everyone, stepped aside, sat cross-legged, and seemed to have no intention of leaving, he hated in his heart, he couldn't kill this ghost, and he had to watch this ghost die.

As soon as there were distracting thoughts in his heart, the aura in his body was divergent, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the Dragon Tiger Sect and the others couldn't help but look at this side, Leng Shu was even more ashamed, blaming Han Xiao for all this, and his hatred for him became more and more profound.

At this moment, in the dark sky, ten lotus platforms with blue light appeared, and there was a woman standing on each lotus platform, these women were all wearing a white Taoist skirt, with a long sword hanging from their waists, and a blue lotus mark on their foreheads, it was the disciple of the Qinglian Sect, seeing the movement here, the ten lotus platforms flew down.

As soon as the lotus platform landed, it turned into a palm and was included in the sleeve of the disciples of the Blue Lotus Sect.

Most of these ten women were twenty years old, with indifferent faces, and they didn't look at Ling Feng and the others, and stood on the other side, looking like we were not familiar with you.

"This Qinglian Sect is becoming more and more arrogant, I will teach them a lesson. Another female disciple of the Dragon and Tiger Sect said hatefully.

Qing Wu hurriedly stopped her, and said softly: "This is the ice heart of the Qinglian Sect, and the cultivation is the ice spirit qi, this method is quite domineering, and it can kill the enemy at several levels, but those who practice this method must break their feelings and desires, forget about things and me, and cut off all emotions." If the will is not strong, and the emotions are vain, the muscles and veins will be broken, and you will become a wasted person. ”

The female disciple had also heard of the Qinglian Sect's Bingxin lineage, and stuck out her tongue, "Hmph, I'll let them go this time." ”

As he was speaking, suddenly more than a dozen figures flew in the sky, and they were the disciples of the Lingyin Sect.

Lingyin Sect took the lead by a young man wearing a cyan bachelor's robe, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, he greeted Ling Feng, and glanced at the group of people from the Qinglian Sect a few times, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he did not step forward to say hello, but looked directly at one of the girls, the girl was beautiful, with a pair of deep blue eyes on her face as cold as an iceberg, and her black hair fluttering and flying under the gust of wind.

"Yao Xue, the youngest immortal cultivator in the foundation building period of the first vein of Beishan, the inheritor of the ice heart of the Qinglian Sect, the old Taoist woman of the Qinglian Sect actually sent her down the mountain, it seems that this time it is bound to win. The young man frowned, lost in thought.

At this moment, I heard a burst of laughter coming from a distance, and before the sound fell, I saw an afterimage scattered with white light passing through the sky, and finally fell behind Han Xiao.

As soon as the visitor landed, a strong wind swept from the soles of his feet, blowing away most of the black fog around him, and the residual wind blew on the wall of the alley, directly lifting the tiles on the wall out, hitting the pavilion and making a banging sound, so frightened that the ordinary people hiding in the pavilion screamed.

The person who came was the old man from the ground of Wangjiabao, the disciples of the three sects frowned at the same time, and the disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Sect and the disciples of the Qinglian Sect were very reluctant to greet him: "I have seen the predecessors of Wang Zhenwang." ”

Wang Zhen stroked his beard and said with a smile: "You don't have to be polite, there are such powerful ghosts in Wang's jurisdiction, everyone has come from thousands of miles to help round up, Wang is grateful, after this place is over, Wang will definitely go to the sects and thank the sect masters." ”

His words were beautiful, but as soon as he came, he pointed out that he was the master of this place, implying that everything here had to listen to him, and Shengsheng would seize the initiative.

The faces of the disciples of the three sects changed slightly, as for the Danding Dharma Sect, they thought that they were the overlords of the Beishan lineage, and they didn't particularly care about any ghost things, so they only sent Leng Shu and Mo Ruhai, and at this time, Mo Ruhai was dead, Leng Shu lost his courage, and he had completely lost the strength to fight.

As he spoke, countless sounds of breaking the air came from afar, and he saw hundreds of figures, either flying in the air with spiritual weapons, or with wind spirit talismans on their feet, coming as fast as the wind, and soon gathered around Wang Zhen.

For a while, Han Xiao's surroundings were surrounded by water, and a pair of eyes looked at him like looking at a dead man.

"the ball, an immortal cultivator in the early stage of the Yudan, at least ten immortal cultivators in the foundation building period, and still playing a fart, thinking of the famous name of the bird master, I actually overturned the boat in the stinky ditch. Seeing the lineup on the opposite side, the crow's heart sank to the bottom, although this kid Han Xiao brought him a few shocks, but after all, he only did a ghost for two days, two days! Even if he is a genius, an immortal, and a god who is a ghost, it is impossible for him to break through the realm of vamphores and condense his body within two days.

Only when the ghost obtains the physical body can he truly integrate into the darkness, absorb the power of the dark night, and let the death qi on his body increase exponentially, so that he can be qualified to fight with the immortal cultivators in the Dan period.

However, looking at the form of Han Xiao, although some flesh color can be faintly seen, it is still far from condensing the flesh, and miracles can't save this little cub, but poor Bird Master has become a pond fish.

The crow glanced at Han Xiao with slanted eyes, only to see that the other party's grimace had become unusually hideous, and a pair of blood-red eyes revealed a faint blue light, and couldn't help but be taken aback, it was the strange light emitted by the ghost when he was extremely excited, this little cub was not afraid when facing a group of immortal cultivators whose strength far surpassed him, but extremely excited, is this still the Han filial piety who begged the immortal cultivator to spare his life last night?

Could it be that he was slow to react, so he only started to ghostize now? But what about his scheming that is deeper than that of Bird Master?

The crow was completely driven crazy by Han Xiao, is this ghost still her mother?

Just when the crow was depressed, Wang Zhen suddenly said lightly: "Little ghost, kneel down and kowtow to me three times, I will make your death more comfortable!"

"Ghost thing, my ancestor told you to kneel, didn't you hear? Believe it or not, I let you taste the pain of slashing your soul, so that you can't survive and die. ”

It was Wang Zhen's great-grandson Wang Han who spoke, relying on Wang Zhen's prestige, and acting as a prestige in the area of Hefeng County, and no one dared to provoke him.

His words drew Han Xiao's attention away from Wang Zhen, and through the mist of resentful death, Han Xiao suddenly sensed a familiar smell from his body, which was the smell of the villagers of Hanjia Village.

"Could it be that the massacre of Hanjia Village has something to do with this person? Han Xiao's mind flashed the scene of the slaughter of Hanjia Village, and the blue light in his eyes was black, it was murderous!

After a long while, the immortal cultivators didn't see Han Xiao speak, and couldn't help but discuss in private, and the female disciple of the Dragon and Tiger Sect said to Qing Wu, "Senior sister, is this powerful ghost really that powerful? It doesn't seem to be as ferocious as those beginner-level powerful ghosts I killed, but there are some. ”

Qing Wu sneered: "A little ghost facing so many immortal cultivators, just smelling the aura emanating from our body will make him unstable, if he is an ordinary ghost, can he be so calm?"

"Senior Sister Qingwu is right, this ghost, although the yin and evil qi is heavy, but our famous and authentic pure yang qi overwhelms his yin qi, so he can't be afraid. ”

It was a disciple of the Lingyin Sect who spoke, and a pair of rat-eyed thieves looked at Qing Wu slipperily, as if he had an interest in her, but what he said was not in line with what Qing Wu said, and he obviously didn't hear Qing Wu's words clearly.

Wang Han didn't say a word when he saw Han Xiao for a long time, and he was even more proud in his heart, now, the four major sects are gathered, and there are several beautiful female disciples in him who have entered his eyes, and his great-grandfather said that he will help him choose a female disciple among the four major sects to be his woman, and he has to show off in front of these people.

He squinted his eyes and glanced at the two female disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, the one called Qing Wu was okay, but he still felt that he was not worthy of him, and at most he could only be a concubine for him.

glanced at the Lingyin Sect twice, and there were only one or two female disciples who were pleasing to the eye, and they could only be girls who warmed the quilt, and said in their hearts that these four major sects have a heritage of thousands of years, and they don't even have a decent peerless beauty?

While thinking, a pair of narrow eyes looked at the disciples of the Qinglian Sect again, and his gaze suddenly fell on the girl named Yaoxue, and a pair of eyes suddenly lit up, "What a cold beauty! Lao Tzu's woman is her!"

Yao Xue sensed that a pair of eyes were looking at her unscrupulously, her eyes were cold, she raised her eyes to look at that gaze, and suddenly a chill shot out of her eyes, heading straight for Wang Han.

Wang Han saw that Yaoxue was also looking at her, and he was overjoyed, thinking that the other party seemed to be interesting to him, and was about to squeeze his eyebrows at the opposite side, when he suddenly felt that the other party's eyes were like icebergs, pressing on him, making him cold to the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't help but tremble.

At this moment, Wang Zhen suddenly said lightly: "My junior, how can you be bullied by this stinky girl." ”

The words were like fire, hitting Wang Han's body, dissolving the invisible cold gas, and Wang Han's body suddenly warmed up a lot.

Wang Han, who recovered, was a little annoyed, his grandiose son in law and grandson of the Xiuzhen family was oppressed by a girl, and his face was lost, pointing at Yao Xue and hating: "What are you doing, when you become my woman, I will make your life worse than death." ”

Yao Xue's gaze became even colder, and her right hand pressed on the hilt of the sword, and a cold killing intent emanated from her, covering a radius of one mile.

When the disciples of the various sects sensed this killing opportunity, they couldn't help but be shocked, and they all looked at Yao Xue one after another.

"This little girl of the Qinglian Sect is amazing, she dares to reveal that she wants to kill his grandson in front of Wang Zhen's seniors. ”

"This is Yao Xue of the Qinglian Sect, I heard that he has broken through the condensation qi and reached the realm of the early stage of foundation building, it turned out to be her, no wonder she is so arrogant. ”

"Damn, you girl, dare to release and kill my young master, don't you want to get out of Zefeng City alive!"

For a while, everyone was attracted by Yaoxue's actions, and they all scolded and applauded.

Wang Zhen also narrowed his eyes, annoyed in his heart, a little girl dared to show his killing intentions to his great-grandson in front of him, even the elders of the four sects did not dare to do so.

Everyone shifted their attention to Yao Xue, Han Xiao's performance just now had made them completely despise, surrounded by a group of immortal cultivators, he was just a lamb to be slaughtered, only Leng Shu knew how powerful Han Xiao was, he opened his mouth to remind everyone that there was a strong enemy on the side, but he was afraid of attracting Han Xiao's anger and everyone's contempt, so he hesitated for a while.

At this moment, a smile hung on the corner of Han Xiao's mouth, it was a cruel smile, and the blue light in his eyes was even darker.

Suddenly, countless thin black threads swam out from his feet, like centipedes with tentacle feet, and quietly crawled to Wang Han's feet, entangled his feet.

At this time, Wang Han saw that his great-grandfather came out for him, and his heart blossomed, with the support of his great-grandfather, it was not easy to marry the woman in front of him, and laughed: "Little lady, what is your name, my brother will hurt ...... well"

Before he finished his words, he suddenly felt as if his feet had been pierced by countless Dao Li, and the words that hurt his mouth turned into screams.

As soon as his scream came out, there was a strong tug at his feet, and one of them was unsteady on his feet, and fell to the ground on his back, like a dead dog, dragged by the invisible force.

Wang Han was shocked in his heart, and was about to shout for help, when his body suddenly flew up, and he looked at it, and there was a hideous grimace on the opposite side, which was the ghost who was scolded by him and didn't dare to make a sound.