Lin Zhuo's words made everyone present stunned in place.

Wan Jian twitched twice from the corner of his eyes, but he snorted coldly and said, "What do you want to do? What? The old man is so useless in your eyes? You can't even protect a disciple?"

After saying this, his hair opened slightly, looked around and sneered, and then continued: "With the old man here, who can do anything to you?!"

The old monk Pufang and the people in the Incense Valley on the side saw Wan Jianyi's performance like this, and their expressions changed repeatedly, but Xiao Yicai stepped out with an anxious look in his eyes, took a deep look at Lin Zhuo, and turned his head to the people in Tianyin Temple and Incense Valley: "Uncle Wan was joking with everyone just now..."

After a pause, he forcibly suppressed the emotions in his heart, and then continued: "As the head of the world, I, Qingyunmen, have always taken it as my responsibility to support the righteous path of the world, so naturally I will not shelter these demon sect demons!"

When he said this, Wan Jianyi was speechless and silent.

In fact, from the beginning, he already regretted it in his heart, and when Lin Zhuo came to see him last night, he shouldn't have let her go.

On the other side, Li Xun heard Xiao Yicai's words, so he nodded and said, "Senior Brother Xiao is right, we naturally believe in your faction, but..."

As he spoke, he looked at Lin Zhuo.

Lin Zhuo, who had seen all of this, saw Wan Jianyi, who had always been cold, unexpectedly rarely appear to look like a calf protector now, and his heart was also full of emotions.

After living in the ancestral hall of the patriarch for hundreds of years, and now it is finally easy to come out, is it because of himself that he wants to go back there?

Thinking of this, she didn't hesitate, turned around and pushed the golden bottle onto Xiaocha's back, and said urgently: "Hold it firm!"

As she spoke, she gently patted Xiao Cha's head, Xiao Cha let out a low roar in understanding, and the one-horn electric light flashed on her head, and in a blink of an eye, a thick thundercloud was formed under her feet, carrying it into the air, and she was about to run away like this.

Li Xun drank in a hurry, and flew up, but what was coming was Lin Zhuo's sharp sword light, and when the Jiuyang ruler in his hand was blocked, a strong force that suffocated himself came over.

After just a slight pause, his figure actually regressed faster than when he went, and he was supported by two Incense Valley disciples under the stumbling side.

Seeing that Xiao Cha had already taken off with the golden bottle, he was in a hurry, and turned his head to Wan Jian and shouted, "Wan senior!!"

Wan Jian watched Lin Zhuo force Li Xun back with a sword, a slight light flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but he was indifferent to Li Xun's words.

Li Xun had no choice but to put his eyes on Xiao Yicai again, and said hurriedly: "Senior Brother Xiao!

When Xiao Yicai heard this, he looked back at his fellow disciples behind him, but saw that Lu Xueqi and Wen Min were all pale, and they obviously hadn't recovered yet.

And the others were also hesitant, looking like they wouldn't make a move, he couldn't help gritting his teeth, the seven stars in his hand were instantly unsheathed, and his body stopped in front of Lin Zhuo as soon as he moved.

Seeing this, Li Xun breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, what he was afraid of was that all these people in Qingyunmen thought of the feelings of the same family, and the jar was broken, but fortunately, this Xiao Yi took care of the overall situation.

Thinking of this, he turned his head to the old monk of Pufang and said, "Pufang Divine Monk, please take action to stop that giant beast, don't let that demon girl escape!"

Monk Pufang was obviously dissatisfied with Li Xun's tone, but he still stood up and went straight to the small tea in the sky.

The Fa Xiang behind him opened his eyes and glanced at the chaotic field, but he lowered his eyelids again, didn't make any movements, and didn't know what he was thinking.

...

Lin Zhuo also saw the old monk Pufang chasing after Xiao Cha, and his face changed slightly, so he wanted to go over and stop him, but as soon as Fang made a move, Xiao Yicai was holding the seven-star sword in front of him.

His face was calm, and he whispered with a little worry: "Senior sister, don't be stupid, it's still too late at this time!"

Lin Zhuo ignored him, spared him and wanted to catch up, Xiao Yicai's face was a little ugly, and he hurriedly stopped Lin Zhuo again.

Fang was about to say something more, but Li Xun over there had already made another move, and the Jiuyang ruler came straight behind Lin Zhuo under the great light, just forming an angle with Xiao Yicai.

Lin Zhuo took a little care of Xiao Yicai, and didn't want to hurt him, so he didn't have so many worries about Li Xunke.

At this time, she didn't retract her strength in her eagerness, and the Jiuyan in her hand trembled slightly under the infusion of majestic spiritual power, and those purple flames were a little pale.

She swerved and retreated, her sword stabbing out at a tricky angle.

Li Xun originally thought that with Xiao Yicai by his side, Lin Zhuo would be a little worried, but unexpectedly, this person didn't care about these at all.

Feeling the power of that sword, he gritted his teeth, and suddenly stabbed under the white light of the Jiuyang ruler in his hand, and he actually wanted to force Lin Zhuo to retreat with the fighting method of exchanging injuries for injuries.

Lin Zhuo snorted coldly when he saw this, and the person disappeared in the middle of the air in a flash, Li Xun was slightly stunned, but he only felt a bad wind coming from behind him.

At the critical moment, all these years of penance saved his life, and he actually moved more than half a foot sideways in the air, giving way to the key position.

At the moment when he couldn't make a hair, Jiu Yan fell from his ear, took away a few strands of his hair, and left a hideous and terrifying scar on his back.

He screamed and fell to the ground.

From Li Xun's shot, to Lin Zhuo's violent rise, and finally teleported behind him to defeat Li Xun in one move, it was just a short moment, before Xiao Yi on the opposite side could react, Li Xun had already screamed and defeated.

Zeng Shushu, who was watching not far away, quietly swallowed his saliva and muttered, "Obediently... Is this Senior Sister Lin's real strength? Li Xun is also the first person of the younger generation in Incense Valley, and she can't even make a single move under her?"

Du Bishu on the side was slightly gloomy, but he shook his head and said, "Senior Sister Lin... It's true..."

...

And at the moment of the fight here, the Pufang monk also caught up with Xiao Cha, Xiao Cha was not good at flying, and he was helpless, so he had to watch the old monk come first, blocking his way.

After a little scrutiny, the old monk nodded and said with emotion: "That girl is very good, and she has such a spiritual thing to accompany her..."

Xiaocha didn't care about this, seeing the old monk blocking the front, it opened its mouth and roared, raised its claws and slapped it.

"Bell !!"

With a loud bang, Xiao Cha's paws couldn't move in an inch, but it was the old monk who sacrificed the floating slaughter golden bowl and blocked it in front of the giant claws.

The old monk felt the tremendous power of Xiaocha's blow, and there was a bit of appreciation in his eyes, and said: "Okay, good! Like a spiritual creature like you, you should be able to understand the old man's words, reading that your cultivation is not easy, let go of the person on your back, the old man will not embarrass you, how about it?"

Xiao Cha's eyes showed an anthropomorphic expression, but when he opened his mouth, a few thunderballs floated out lightly and flew towards the old monk in a leisurely manner.

The old monk felt the power of the huge thunder and lightning in those thunder balls, his face slowly became serious, and with a light drink, he raised his hand to float a little on the golden bowl in front of him, and the golden bowl suddenly reversed, and a burst of golden light surged and rolled all the thunder balls into it.

With a few muffled sounds, the golden light on the old monk's face shook for a while, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiaocha's thunderball didn't even dare to take the gluttony with rough skin and thick meat, but the old monk was rash, but he suffered a little loss, but there was no damage, but it made him more cautious.

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