Seeing a few subordinates, they had already walked towards Yi Xiaonan.

"Changshengjun, since you are here, then leave your life behind!" Zhang Hanling smiled coldly, staring at Yi Xiaonan with a cold expression, and the blue-black robe that hung down slowly began to slowly drum up, and even on Zhang Hanling's right hand, I don't know when there was a red long ruler.

This red ruler is full of mysterious and complex special lines, and at this moment it is faintly exuding a trace of strange blood, and the spiritual pressure of the Shentong Realm contained in it is deep and strong, obviously once it is shot, it will definitely stimulate unimaginable special magical powers!

"Demon Venerable, don't worry!

One of the subordinates of the upper rank of the psychic realm with nimble hands and feet, stepped forward with a cruel smile, and slashed towards Yi Xiaonan with a big knife in his right hand!

At the same time, the slightly wide left arm was raised slightly quietly, and he glanced directly at Yi Xiaonan!

"Puff puff!"

In an instant, twelve crossbow arrows with extremely strong strength in the cold light were already shooting towards Yi Xiaonan like a rainstorm of pear blossoms!

Judging from the sharp sound of breaking through the air, the power of this powerful crossbow was definitely enough to penetrate the steel plate! Under the twelve volleys, the power was even stronger than the swordsmanship of ordinary psychic monks. If an ordinary psychic monk suddenly saw this scene, I am afraid that he would have been frightened to the point that his legs and feet were soft, and his face was as pale as earth.

But when Xiao Nan saw this scene, he just snorted coldly, and saw a faint blue light, flashing slightly from in front of Xiao Nan.

"Whew!"

The next moment, the single-edged sword in his right hand drew a circle, and he saw an extremely powerful storm, and it suddenly surged up from in front of Xiao Nan!

This storm not only easily knocked those powerful crossbows away, but also wrapped those arrows in turn, turned around and shot at Zhang Hanling, the lame old man, and the seven strong men behind him!

Immediately afterwards, an object flew out of Xiao Nan's left hand, only to see the yellow mang skyrocketing, but it was a whip that shot out!

Zhang Hanling raised the red ruler, and in a moment, the blood rose, and he easily flew the arrows!

Seeing this, the lame old man was shocked, and hurriedly waved the black iron cane in his hand to block the two arrows, but he was still blown out of the house by the violent hurricane that followed.

The few big men in front of them didn't react, they were directly shot by the remaining arrows, and before they could scream, they were blown out by the ensuing storm, and immediately spurted blood one by one and flew out upside down.

The other two strong men who were a little further behind were so shocked when they saw this scene that they were about to flee with a scream.

Unfortunately, before they could run a few steps away, the whip had already whistled and swept past their necks!

The next moment, the two heads fell to the ground with a thud.

Until this moment, the neat inner courtyard had already been riddled with holes, and finally collapsed with a bang, and the dust was flying.

It was as if Xiaonan used his sword qi to disperse the smoke and dust again, and then his face showed a trace of evil, and he said in a cold voice: "The jumping beam clown, he also dares to fight the idea of the deity, I really don't know whether to live or die!"

Then, with a slight shake of his left hand, he took out a talisman that shimmered with golden light, and threw it at Zhang Hanling with all his might!

I saw that this talisman exploded in an instant, turning into a golden light needle, stabbing towards Zhang Hanling like thunder.

Zhang Hanling, who was about to bully himself and go straight forward, knocked the red long ruler in his hand towards Yi Xiaonan's head, suddenly stopped, suddenly flashed to the side, flashed this blow, his eyes froze, and blurted out: "High-grade Dao Fu Golden Needle Talisman!?"

As if Xiao Nan bowed slightly, he responded: "Exactly!"

Zhang Hanling's face was awe-inspiring, and he looked at the light needle that came again with a finger from Yi Xiaonan, and slashed the red ruler in his hand to repel the light needle.

Looking at the light needle that was only slightly dimmed, he lost his voice and said: "Impossible, with such a high degree of fit, how can you be able to refine a high-grade Dao talisman!"

Then, there was a rush of scrambling, but for a while he couldn't care about the others.

As soon as Xiao Nan used the magic trick in his hand, he saw that the light needle accelerated instantly, and he poked wildly around Zhang Hanling, but he withdrew the whip, held a single-edged sword, and strode away indifferently towards the lame old man in the distance, who still had a breath left.

The lame old man had blood in his mouth, his face was pale and he curled up on the ground, looking at Yi Xiaonan coming, his face showed a look of horror and trembling.

However, Xiao Nan didn't pay attention to what he thought at all, and strode away with an indifferent expression.

Seeing this, the lame old man shrugged his eyebrows, and hurriedly showed a pleading look on his face, and said: "Your Excellency Changshengjun, just now the little old man has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and please be merciful, raise your noble hand, and spare my dog's life!"

"Spare you?"

The corners of Xiao Nan's mouth showed a hint of mockery, and then the sword in his hand trembled slightly, and he was about to cut off the head of the lame old man!

"Humph!"

But at this moment, the lame old man's eyes suddenly flashed, and a black iron cane in his hand suddenly turned into a black stick shadow, and hit Yi Xiaonan's chest straight away!

This stick seems simple, but it seems to be slow and fast! In the iron rod, the spiritual power contained in it pierces the air and trembles slightly!

Obviously, the lame old man's stick was wrapped in an extremely powerful spiritual power. At such a close distance, so caught off guard, if he was hit head-on, even if he was an ordinary psychic peak master, I am afraid that he would have to be smashed through the chest with a stick and die tragically on the spot!

It seems that this old man, who is not good-looking, is also a demon Dao master at the peak of the psychic realm.

If Xiao Nan was just an ordinary psychic peak monk, who didn't notice for a while, and was suddenly attacked by this old man pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, I'm afraid he would really be planted here!

It's a pity that when it comes to fighting experience, compared to the Ninth Immortal Monarch, this old man is still 108,000 miles behind. For him, how could Xiao Nan be defenseless?

In the face of this sudden stick, Xiao Nan just flipped his wrist with a faint expression, and grabbed it directly towards this stick!

"You're looking for death!"

When the lame old man saw that Xiao Nan dared to hold on to himself like this, he used one of his hands to pick up his iron rod, and his face flashed with anger, and after a shout of anger in his mouth, his strength increased by three points in an instant!

"Boom!"

I only heard a loud bang in my ears, and this black iron rod like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole, after a loud bang, it stopped in place strangely and steadily.

Looking closely, it was this black iron rod, which had been firmly held in Xiao Nan's hand.

When the lame old man saw this scene, he stared at a pair of old eyes, revealing a frightened look.

But he quickly reacted, and immediately quickly let go of the iron rod, turned around and ran, and stammered: "Your Excellency Changshengjun, it's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding ......."

"Hmph, misunderstanding?" The corners of Xiao Nan's mouth showed a hint of mockery, but the single-edged sword in his right hand slashed down towards the old man's neck without stopping, how could there be any mercy?