Han Xiao didn't feel that Leng Shu's words were threatening, but the ordinary people watching the play around heard that every word was full of Haoran righteousness, so they were even more sure that Leng Shu and Mo Rufeng were immortals, and Han Xiao could also be immortals, but they must be scum and scum among the immortals, and they all subconsciously cast contemptuous glances at Han Xiao.

Han Xiao keenly felt all this, and also understood the other party's intentions, the other party wanted to overwhelm him with momentum, just stop without a fight, if it was a battle, he would have lost thirty percent in momentum.

"In my eyes, there is no distinction between mortals, demons, and immortals, and I will kill whoever is evil!"

As he spoke, Han Xiao's momentum suddenly exploded, and the thick dead qi in his body turned into cold qi and spread in all directions.

Suddenly, the warm spring of March turned into the harsh winter of the wax moon, and the mortals present couldn't help but wrap their clothes tightly, but there was still a biting chill penetrating the body, and the cold was so cold that their teeth chattered.

The first to bear the brunt is Leng Shu, who has been scolding Han Xiao, he is only two or three steps away from Han Xiao, and facing him, it is the place where the most intense cold air impacts.

Leng Shu was attacked by this cold current just now, and he didn't feel anything, but then he suddenly felt the vitality in his body, which seemed to be slowly lost as the cold air hit his body, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly took a few steps back, using the spiritual power in his body to resist the cold air that came from erosion.

Mo Rufeng stood behind Leng Shu, and the impact was second only to Leng Shu, but when he pinched the string of copper coins around his waist in the palm of his hand, the chill disappeared inexplicably.

Then, his right hand pointed at Han Xiao, and the long sword behind his back flew out, and he also pointed at Han Xiao in the air, and shouted: "You are not a disciple of Longhu Mountain, who are you?"

If it is said that the disciples of Longhu Mountain will be able to perform necromancy, he believes it, but if he can exert the necromancy to the realm of words, don't say that the 'Lu Cheng' in front of him is just a monk in the realm of condensation, even a monk in the foundation building period cannot do it.

If he hadn't sensed that Han Xiao didn't have a strong dead breath on his body, but had the breath of a living person, I'm afraid he would have taken out the jade slip to call his friends.

"Fuck it, it's discovered, it's over. The crow crows screamed in his heart, Han Xiao, this kid is too unreliable, once Han Xiao is killed, its breath will not be able to hide, and it will only have the fate of being refined into a soul pill by those immortal cultivators.

Han Xiao was silent, turned around, and suddenly saw Suni shivering with cold, she was looking at herself with a determined gaze.

"Brother Immortal, I believe in you!"

Han Xiao's heart was shocked, the immortal cultivator didn't believe in himself, the crows around him were always calculating themselves, mortals were scared when they saw him, what else did he have in this world besides loneliness?

Suddenly, a firm voice came, it was the voice of a long-lost loved one, it was unconditional trust.

Han Xiao's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he made a decision that made the crow's jaw drop in shock, only to see him untie the big shackle on his body and drape it on Suni's body.

Without the cover of Dayu, Han Xiao's entire head was exposed in front of everyone's eyes, only to see that under the flying long hair, a blue and black face could clearly see the black and white mist, and a pair of blood-red eyes faintly flashed with electric light, which was extremely eerie and terrifying, like the devil under the nine shadows.

Han Xiao stared at Suni, watching her eyes widen in shock, a trace of sneer flashed at the corner of her mouth, faintly, under that scorn, it seemed to suppress endless sadness, "This is what I really look like, I am not a human! Not an immortal! ”

Seeing that Han Xiao had unabashedly exposed his true face to everyone, the crow's chest throbbed, and the last trace of luck in his heart was shattered, and his mind was spinning quickly, thinking about how to get out.

Looking at Han Xiao's weird and gloomy appearance, everyone present had a numb scalp, and a faint urge to urinate flowed from under his crotch.

The long swords in the hands of Mo Ruhai and Leng Shu flew over their heads at the same time, making a buzzing sound that broke through the air, and at the same time, they were holding a yellowed talisman paper in their left hand, and the two of them could already determine that the ghost thing in front of them must be related to the vision of the day before.

The day before yesterday, before their junior brother Xie Xi died, he sent a message back to the sect with a jade slip, and the information in the jade slip included the ghost in front of him.

Han Xiao swept the eyes of everyone who were afraid, angry or disgusted, and his heart was very cold, this is the human heart, the human heart that always judges people by their appearance.

He swept through everyone, his gaze became more and more cold, and finally fell on Suni, this delicate woman dressed in his big hat, independent of everyone, was looking at him intently, as if to remember his joy and anger in his heart.

This kind of burning eyes had never been seen even in his lifetime, and the meaning of that look was complicated, but the firmness and trust in his eyes, he still saw it, many years ago, when he first followed his father to hunt, under his own failures again and again, his father looked at him with this kind of gaze.

"Brother Immortal, they don't believe you, but, I believe in you!"

The clear voice made Han Xiao's cold heart rise with a trace of warmth.

At this moment, Leng Shu pinched a seal in his right hand, and swiped it on the rune paper pinched in his left hand, and the rune paper flew up and pasted it on the flying sword, and the silver-white long sword suddenly burst into golden light, and countless runes swam around the sword body and groaned softly.

When all the mortals saw such a splendid scene, they couldn't help but tremble, and shouted excitedly, "Immortal art, fairy art, it's fairy art!"

Han Xiao glanced at him, his brows furrowed, he could feel that the other party's powerful spiritual power was several times stronger than the immortal cultivator he had killed before, and a bitter battle was inevitable.

"Evil beast, dare to run out to disturb the world, disturb the laws of heaven and earth, and be punished!" Leng Shu shouted violently, his momentum rose, his right hand pointed forward, and the long sword roared, cutting through the sky and rushing towards Han Xiao.

The long sword pierced through the sky, leaving countless golden rune marks behind him, which was quite astonishing, and once again caused a commotion among mortals.

"This is the fucking real fairy!"

"How do you speak, the real immortal is here, keep your mouth clean. ”

"With two true immortals, this ugly evil ghost will surely die. ”

"The overall situation has been decided, and Xiao Sheng will definitely compile the deeds of the two true immortals who killed the demons today into an article for future generations to recite. ”

"Ah, these two true immortals are so handsome, the little woman can't repay them, I am willing to make a promise with my body!"

In the end, a singer said shyly, which attracted everyone's disdain, if the real fairy wants to play with women, how many yellow flower girls are waiting, which turn can be this.

When everyone was excitedly discussing, a powerful spiritual power shrouded Han Xiao, who seemed to fall into a red-hot iron pot, condensed into the black qi of the body, and quickly evaporated like sweat.

Seeing that Han Xiao's face changed, because the other party was not a human, he couldn't tell what kind of expression it was, but, for sure, it must be a frightened expression, Gain, Leng Shu used the killer weapon at the bottom of the box to make this move, and the talisman he pasted on the sword was the third-order ghost suppression talisman given to him by his master Danyang Daoren, this talisman was born to kill ghosts, and the ghosts below the Dan period will inevitably be scattered under the cast of this talisman, even if it is an old ghost in the Dan period, it will also lose a lot of soul power.

His sword is not ordinary, but a three-grade spiritual weapon, which can kill cultivators in the early stage of foundation building.

Leng Shu used the Danding Charm to inlay the three-grade spirit sword, the two things combined, and the power increased several times, and then silently used the evil spell to overcome the evil spirit, his blow, he was confident, even the old ghost in the early stage of the Dan, and his soul would be scattered

Leng Shu is the strongest killing move as soon as he makes a move, and there is a reason, just last night Xie Xi passed back to the sect before his death Yu Jian He also saw it, he was ordered by the master to take the teleportation array to Hefeng County to deal with Han Xiao, but he didn't expect to meet Xie Xi's jade slip not long ago.

He knew the weirdness and viciousness of the ghost in front of him, and if he was not careful, he would be sucked out of life by the other party and turn into a pile of dry bones, so he either didn't make a move, or he would kill the other party as soon as he made a move.

Fu Jian flew in, and the most intense reaction was not Han Xiao, but the mysterious huge crow, a strong life and death crisis hit its heart, the dark feathers were nervously erected, and secretly complained in his heart, turning over and scolding Han Xiao's ancestors over and over again countless times.

And although Han Xiao was shrouded in the golden light of the runes, and the black qi in his body was disappearing, after several lives and deaths in a short period of time, he had become determined, just like a veteran who had experienced countless winds and rains, when facing thousands of troops alone, after a trace of panic, he quickly regained his composure.

The right hand pressed down fiercely, and the bluestone-paved ground suddenly cracked dozens of fine lines, and a stream of black gas emanated from his palm, penetrating into the ground along the cracks, and then emerged from the gap in the bluestone slab, drilling into the bodies of the four dead men such as Luo Ji.

After the black qi penetrated into the body, the eyes of the four corpses opened suddenly, and a blood light flashed, and then slowly closed.

Leng Shu, Mo Ruhai and all the mortals were fixed on Han Xiao, and they didn't notice the changes in the four dead corpses at all.

"Since we want to fight, then let's fight. The corners of Han Xiao's mouth crossed a strange arc, the soul power in his body suddenly operated, and the monstrous death qi broke out of his body, tearing the runic light that enveloped his whole body, roaring through the sky and straight up to the clouds, like the arrogant sound of the king of the world, the long sword that rushed was also condensed, as if he did not dare to approach Han Xiao again.

In the gloomy corners of Zephyr City, countless dead air and resentment heard the roar of the Night Monarch, as if hearing the horn of war, rising suddenly from the dark and filthy underground, and for a while, the entire Winfeng City was overcast and the wind was howling, and many old signs, flags, and masts fell to the wind, making a crackling sound, faintly mixed with terrible screams and ghostly cries that did not look like humans.

The wax fire and oil lamps in the pavilions and houses in the Windy City extinguished themselves without wind, and the children who had just been lulled to sleep suddenly opened their eyes wide and cried, and all the dogs in the city looked at the sky and barked wildly, and in that barking, fear and despair could be faintly heard.

This strange change made the people in the city feel uneasy, and some bold people looked out through the crack in the door, and the outside of the house was pitch black, and they could only feel the biting cold wind blowing past them.

In Beicheng, in an inn, bang——, suddenly the doors of four rooms opened at the same time, and seven figures flew out of it, standing in the corridor outside the house, one of them raised his right hand, and a fire suddenly ignited in his palm, illuminating the radius as if it were day.

This is a middle-aged man who looks to be about thirty years old, wearing a Taoist robe embroidered with a red tiger, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, facing mountains and rivers, wearing a Confucian long beard, holding high the fire of spell illusion in one hand, and carrying the other hand behind his back, looking like a Taoist bone fairy.

The other six people, four men and two women, were all wearing Taoist robes embroidered with white tigers, carrying long swords behind their backs, and hanging a copper flying tiger talisman around their waists, the standard dress of the first son of Longhu Mountain.

The seven of them looked at the dark night outside the house, listening to the howl of the night ghost in their ears, and their scalps tingled.

One of the delicate-looking women arched her hand to the middle-aged man and said, "Senior Uncle Ling Feng, there seem to be countless ghosts and spirits appearing outside, is this related to the vision of the day before yesterday?"

Ling Feng threw the flame in his hand out of the house, and was immediately overwhelmed by the countless black mist outside the house.

"Qing Wu, you are still smart, if my guess is correct, the one who caused this vision is the powerful ghost who killed your senior brother Lu Cheng. When Ling Feng spoke, there was already an extra piece of jade slip in his hand, which was the jade slip that Lu Cheng had sent back to the sect before his death, which recorded all the scenes of Ling Feng's battle with Han Xiao during his lifetime.

"Although this ghost thing has not been transformed into a ghost for a long time, and his cultivation is low, but I don't know what kind of creation he has obtained, and he can resonate with the evil things between heaven and earth, if he can be captured alive this time and get the secret of creation on his body, I am afraid that my sect will go to the next level. The corners of Ling Feng's mouth were slightly hooked, and his hands were clenched behind his back, as if to express his determination.