The Northern Meditation Cultivator was the undoubted leader of the group, and he stopped, and the rest of the group also stopped.

Yu Luoxia and Yuan Xue looked at the man in white curiously, it was obvious that the Northern Meditation Cultivation stopped because of this guy.

He didn't come over or run over, but floated over from mid-air like a cloud, but compared to Ji Xichun's walking against the wind, this person's actions were too contrived, and they were not chic at all, and they couldn't be seen, as if they were just showing off that they were naturally superior, no matter how good a person's temper was, it was estimated that he couldn't help but feel a little resentful about his behavior.

The material of his clothes is extraordinary, Yu Luoxia only took a cursory glance, and knew that it was worth a lot, and on his chest, there was also a wonderful pattern embroidered, although it was the most common totem pattern in the demon domain, but it still had a feeling of being high.

The man in white smiled and pulled away the two young men who were shocked by what was happening on him, his movements seemed to be very gentle, still making the two teenagers almost fall directly, if you look closely, his smiling face actually has a strong impatience.

He patted the shoulders of the two teenagers affectionately and said, "It's just a trivial matter, why fight to the death?"

Bagatelle?

Northern Meditation Cultivator didn't know if this was a trivial matter under the world's major events, but for those two children, it was definitely not a trivial matter, and it would not be a trivial matter for the relatives of the soldiers before the Acropolis was buried.

The words of the man in white have the flavor of watching the excitement and not thinking of a big deal.

The demon clan is still martial, and the war bear tribe, which is famous for its war, is particularly martial, but under the words of the man in white, whether it was the two teenagers who were patted on the shoulders by him, or the surrounding onlookers, they all gritted their teeth and endured, and none of them dared to step forward to make trouble.

The Northern Immortal Cultivator probed around with the Heavenly Dao, and there was only one cultivator among these onlookers, and he was still a middle-aged man who had not reached the second order, which was very different from this white-clothed man from the Holy Pavilion.

He quietly walked up to a middle-aged woman and asked in a low voice, "Auntie, may I ask what the situation is?"

His tone was very sincere, like a passing traveler, and he didn't say anything about the problem, the middle-aged woman was originally clenched into fists, and she kept complaining in her heart, and when Bei Ming Xiu said this, she immediately found an outlet, and whispered indignantly: "Those two children are poor people, people from this Holy Pavilion...... It's ...... to act."

Even if her words were full of anger, she didn't dare to say anything drastic when she mentioned the "Holy Pavilion".

Bei Mingxiu nodded, sighed and chatted with the eldest lady for a few words before retreating, and also had a general judgment of the current situation.

The people of the Holy Pavilion should already represent the supreme authority in this war bear tribe, maybe this person is in charge of this area, otherwise there would not be so many people who dare to be angry and dare not speak, but this guy is wantonly exuding between his gestures

The sense of superiority and the faint mockery in the words are really difficult to calm people's hearts.

Bei Ming Xiu subconsciously thought of Yu Changbai, he didn't deal with the people in the Holy Pavilion much, and Yu Changbai was the most typical one among them.

These Holy Pavilion disciples boast of being superior in the human world, and they don't give people a good look everywhere, if it weren't for their strength being strong enough, the Holy Pavilion behind them would be even more terrifying, and it is estimated that they would have been killed a long time ago.

Bei Mingxiu's heart thought of Ye Xinglu again, Ye Xinglu's temperament was very different from that of typical people in the Holy Pavilion such as Yu Changbai, although she was cunning and playful, and acted recklessly, she never looked down on anyone because she was born in the Holy Pavilion, nor would her judgment be affected by the identity of others, and she had a kind heart. Because of this, among the people in the Holy Pavilion that he had dealt with, he probably only recognized Ye Xinglu as a friend, and Su Yi had to go a little back.

Now, he was still watching the white-clothed man of the Holy Pavilion say like a martial artist, and the meaning of the words was probably very clear, or explicit.

"You obeyed the call of the Holy Pavilion to attack the Acropolis, it was your incompetence that you didn't fight, who blamed you? Those dead guys are dead and dead, you guys who are still alive just live your own life, why do you think so much about what you have and don't?"

Hearing these words, all the people of the demon clan were silent, and there was a fire rising in their hearts, but they couldn't burst out.

That's the people of the Holy Chamber, the leaders can't do anything about them, how can they, the commoners, compete with him?

There was a sage who said that if you don't explode in silence, you will die in silence, and most of the people here have chosen silence, but finally someone has chosen to erupt.

The two teenagers had been fighting to the death, but now they were patted on the shoulders by the man in white at the same time, like pathetic playthings, without any communication, two fists full of anger clenched at the same time, and then swung out.

The smile on the white-clothed man's face stiffened slightly, and then he sighed: "Isn't it good to listen well?"

Two crisp bone cracking sounds sounded at this moment, and before the two teenagers could punch, their shoulder bones were directly crushed.

The faces of the two teenagers, who were quite different in stature, turned pale at the same time, their bodies lost all strength, and they knelt down in extreme humiliation.

The man in white didn't let them go, with a regretful smile on his face, and the strength in his hand was still slowly increasing.

The bones were crushed inch by inch, even the hardest bones of the middle-aged demon clan were unbearable, not to mention the two teenagers who were not yet fully developed, this kind of painful torment was enough for everyone present to empathize.

Yuan Xue shuddered, grabbed Bei Mingxiu's sleeve, and couldn't bear to say, "Brother Zhou Han......"

She really couldn't continue to watch this tragic scene, but Bei Ming Xiu had previously strictly ordered them not to provoke right and wrong, and now she was a little hesitant to make a move.

Yu Luoxia is also trapped

After a brief struggle, by the time she made up her mind to get out of the stick, it was already a step too late.

The only thing that didn't have any hesitation was a dream of the platform.

She has always acted casually, she can do what she wants, and she won't do it if she doesn't want to do it, and now the behavior of the man in white is too despicable, and the dream in her hand has already trembled, why not kill it with a sword?

As soon as the dream came out, the dream came into its own, and the white-clothed man felt a fierce shock in his heart, only to feel dizzy for a while, and the strength in his hand suddenly loosened, and the two children were finally able to faint in pain. It's not a good thing for them to faint now.

Yu Luoxia and Yuan Xue immediately stepped forward and rescued the two children respectively, Bei Mingxiu sighed helplessly, and an ice bullet shot out in his hand, straight to the door of the white-clothed man.

Since it has been done, simply do it to death, so as not to have too many dreams at night.

But the figure of the man in white suddenly blurred, the whole person disappeared in an instant, and appeared in a private house next to him a moment later, at this time his face was pale, and his heart was extremely afraid.

He could be sure that if he hadn't activated the Wind Spirit Seal in the first place just now, he would have died.

"Up!"

The Northern Immortal Cultivator shouted violently, and the sword pierced the heart of the white-clothed person. This guy is not a fool who blindly retreats and cultivates, he has good combat experience, so he must be killed directly to avoid leaving future troubles.

The man in white's mind was still chaotic, but when he saw the sword in front of him, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he exclaimed, "Cold ......"

Before he finished speaking, the word "Styx" that was about to be exported turned into a miserable scream, and the whole person fell to the ground extremely miserable.

A female voice appeared in the sea of consciousness of Bei Ming Xiu and the others.

"Give me face, I'll leave it here. ”

Bei Mingxiu nodded, pulled Yuan Xue and Yu Luoxia and quickly left the people's sight, and the sharp teeth who wanted to pursue also went with Bei Mingxiu, and Yutai Yimeng, who was only about to take out his sword in a moment, looked at the beautiful woman who came from the avenue, and retreated after snorting coldly.

The man in white gradually regained his clarity in front of him, and his mind was muddy, but before he could get up, his head had been stepped back to the ground with a clean kick.

The white-clothed people were stunned for a while, and then they were extremely angry, he was a disciple of the Holy Pavilion, in this backward and remote place, who dared to do anything to him in broad daylight, and dared to step on his head!

His eyes widened, intending to imprint the man's face into his heart, but when he caught a glimpse of it, his anger was extinguished, and he became a dead dog lying on the ground that didn't dare to do anything.

Ye Xinglu stared at him coldly, his dusty little shoes rubbed against his face, and his tone was cold and cold.

"As a member of the Holy Pavilion, he is bullying, lawless, and despicable. ”

"You are not worthy of the word 'holy'. ”