The frightened Wang Lie hurriedly clasped his fists and thanked Li Xuandu.

He also thought that Li Xuandu was just Hu Liang's entourage, not worth mentioning, but he never expected that this person's cultivation was so profound, judging from the hand just now, not to mention the cultivation of Xuanyuan Realm, and the old owner was only like this when he was alive.

He Jin couldn't hide the panic on his face, and asked, "Dare to ask Hu Daxia, Mr. Li, what ......is this?" What the hell is going on?"

Li Xuandu no longer looked at the wine glass in front of him, slowly got up, and said: "It depends on the situation, there are high-ranking people who have arrived, and this kind of method of turning death into life is at least the cultivation of the innate realm. ”

Wang Lie suddenly showed a look of horror and asked, "May I ask Mr. Li, do you know where the person came from?"

Li Xuandu stepped forward, came to the corpses of the two maidservants, and after carefully observing them for a while, he said, "If I am not mistaken, this seems to be the corpse refining technique of the Soap Pavilion Sect in the Ten Sects of the Evil Dao, and it is quite good. ”

"Ten Sects of Evil Dao!" Everyone in the hall was taken aback, although the so-called dispute between good and evil lasted for hundreds of years, but the Ten Sects of Evil Dao were more active in the northwest and Liaodong generation, but it was rare in the Central Plains and Jiangnan, at this time, everyone in the hall except for Wang Lie had never seen a real master of evil Dao.

He Jin, who had never really experienced the bloody ups and downs of the rivers and lakes, was even more confused, muttering: "How is this good, how is this good." ”

Compared with the confusion of He Jin, the owner of the big village, on the contrary, Yue Zuo, the owner of the second village, and Wang Lie, the owner of the third village, were much calmer, and Hu Liang, who had never been silent, was as immobile as a mountain, which made others feel a little more at ease.

Li Xuandu sighed, "I'm afraid this matter is difficult to be good, but fortunately, these shady things are not difficult to deal with." ”

The words fell, and in the heavy rain, there was a heavy footstep sound, and everyone followed the voice, and a tall figure could be faintly seen walking slowly towards this place.

After a while, I finally saw the true face of this tall figure, the body was no different from ordinary people, but the skin showed an ominous blue-gray color, eight feet tall, the eyeballs were also cut out, and the black hole hole flickered with a strange red glow, like a demon crawling out of hell, standing in the torrential rain, surrounded by fog.

After Wang Lie carefully examined his face for a moment, he exclaimed in horror: "Isn't this the horseman He Liu in Zhuangzi? I remember that he was only about five feet, how could he become like this?"

Two more masters of the Bao Dan Realm in the village came to Wang Lie's side, one left and one right, looking nervous.

These old people in the villa have an impression of the faces in the villa, this person

Although his expression was hideous and his complexion was blue and gray, he could still see that it was He Liu, the horseman in the villa, and he couldn't help but feel a layer of gloom in his heart when he thought of the two maids who almost put Wang Lie to death just now.

Wang Lie took a deep breath, stepped out of the front porch, and came into the vast rain curtain, and then shook his palms and slammed the rain that fell on him.

It is a matter of the survival of the villa, the owner of the big village is afraid that it will be difficult to take care of the matter, and the second owner of the village is a bookkeeper, so he can only come forward as the third owner.

When he walked the rivers and lakes back then, how could he have been afraid of life and death?

Wang Lie's body was already very burly, but in front of He Liu, who was eight feet tall, he looked very thin, and he found through the rain curtain that countless strange patterns appeared on He Liu's bare skin, the color was dark, but it was different from any pattern he had ever seen, and all the raindrops that fell on it seemed to drip onto a piece of hot iron, sneering, and turning into a puff of smoke. And just by glancing at it, he felt that the breath in his body was stagnant.

Wang Lie immediately retracted his gaze, suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, shouted angrily, and spit out a mouthful of turbid air in his chest, which was particularly harsh in the sound of heavy rain falling on the bluestone floor.

The next moment, he began to run wildly, and in front of He Liu, who came through the rain curtain in an instant, he shot out with both palms.

The rain curtain was instantly shaken out of a blank area by the force of the palm.

The raindrops that fell on the palms were shaken into even smaller splashes by the qi.

Facing this palm, He Liu swept out with a clean arm.

The two collided, Wang Lie snorted, but he suffered a secret loss, but he was very experienced in facing the enemy, and he was short in shape, and then another punch was thrown, and the shock broke through the air.

He Liu, whose body shape changed greatly, seemed to be a zombie in the tomb, his movements were stiff but extremely fast, he raised a hand, opened his five fingers, and held Wang Lie's fist.

Wang Lie's face changed, he raised his foot and kicked upward, and the tips of his toes landed on He Liu's wrist, forcing his five fingers to loosen, and then took advantage of this opportunity to retreat his body.

At the same time, the two Baodan Realm masters of the mountain villa also threw the corpses of the two previous maidservants at He Liu with great force, so that he could not pursue Wang Lie.

Bang.

The bones of the two corpses could be clearly heard shattering, not as if they had hit a person, but as if they had hit a cliff.

He Liu, who was eight feet tall, stood still, letting the two corpses that were no longer humanoids slowly slide off his body, and then shook it slightly, shaking off the minced flesh that was sticking to his body.

Wang Lie, who was able to take advantage of this opportunity to take a moment of respite, couldn't care about He Liu's invincible state, forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, and his body rushed forward again, jumping in front of He Liu, because of his long-term practice of foreign kung fu and calloused palms on the monster's chest, suddenly running the whole body's qi machine, in the courtyard rain curtain, with the two of them as the center, countless raindrops exploded, turning into wisps of mist, rising upward.

The internal strength of a Bao Dan Realm master poured out, causing He Liu to finally take a step back, his body shaking.

But that's the end of it, He Liu once again swept his arms towards Wang Lie's head.

Wang Lie's hands slid backwards with the force of the shock and retreated more than ten zhang away, and he could dodge this iron arm sweep, and his feet splashed the stagnant water all over the ground.

In the heavy rain, He Liu's blue-gray skin was soaked by the rain, emitting a faint dull luster, it shook its head, the strange red glow in its eyes was even stronger, staring at Wang Lie.

The battle just now seemed to be huge, and Wang Lie's qi through his body was enough to directly shatter an entire wall, but it failed to penetrate into He Liu's body in the slightest, and was all blocked by the strange patterns on its body.

After Wang Lie stopped his body, he took a deep breath of fresh air, and the green tendons on the backs of his hands burst out, and his expression became extremely solemn.

I slapped it almost at any cost, but I couldn't hurt it in the slightest?

How can this be fought?!

At this moment, Li Xuandu slowly walked out of the hall, looked at He Liu, who was burly and beyond ordinary people, and said: "Master Sanzhuang, this kind of living ghoul is made by a master who attracts yin qi into the body, supplemented by a secret spell of the seal, even if he is just an ordinary person before his death, he can also forge his body, muscles, and bones in a very short time. ”

Wang Lie smiled bitterly and said: "What Mr. Li said is very true, my Lingxiu Villa is inherited from the Taiping Sect branch, and there is also the way of magic passed down by the ancestors, but now, no one in the villa has practiced ......."

Li Xuandu said calmly: "Since this is the case, then I will do it for you." ”

Without waiting for Wang Lie to answer.

Li Xuandu had already stepped out in one step, his body was neither fast nor slow, and he floated out of the verandah and into the rain curtain.

The rain was pouring down, but it couldn't let Li Xuandu's body be stained with the slightest rain.

A touch of purple appeared on Li Xuandu's fingertips, which was particularly conspicuous in the night rain.

The well-informed Wang Lie lost his voice and said, "The pure yang purple qi of the Zhengyi Sect?!"

Yue Zuo, the owner of the second village, who had been silent, also looked deeply at Li Xuandu at this time.

Li Xuandu flicked his fingers, and the purple qi at his fingertips merged into the raindrops, and the raindrops were connected into a line, turning into a purple water sword, and shooting out.

He Liu seemed to sense the great danger, and actually crossed his arms in front of his chest and put on a defensive posture.

Then I saw that this water sword, which gathered the pure yang purple qi of the Zhengyi Sect, easily pierced He Liu's arms comparable to copper and iron, ignoring those strange patterns, and stabbed straight into his chest.

The dull luster around He Liu's body suddenly dimmed.

The next moment, countless purple qi burst out from He Liu's heart.