"I'm still a child. Ning Yan sighed and felt a headache.

Ling Hu Yuejiao laughed: "What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and take a look, if she does something stupid at this time, you will regret it." ”

"Then you- oh yes, anyway, you're a foundation building monk, don't worry about me, then you can do it yourself, I'll go over and have a look first. With that, he left the house.

This bastard actually left me and ran away!

Ling Huyue's eyes widened, and she felt quite angry.

At noon, the sun was high, and the light in the forest was dappled and bright, and after Ning Yan came out, he originally planned to chase down the mountain, but soon changed direction.

Xu Sisi didn't go down the mountain, she had a special body fragrance on her body, which she had since she was a child, especially after she was sixteen years old, this fragrance was clearer, and she could smell it when she got close.

This has also become the characteristic of Xu Sisi.

Since cultivating immortals, Ning Yan's physical fitness has improved in all aspects, including his sense of smell, and the fragrance is heading towards the back mountain.

Don't you really can't think about this girl......

Ning Yan didn't dare to delay, followed the faint fragrance left in the air, and chased all the way into the depths of the back mountain, during which he took a special look when he passed by the mass grave.

It was his first stop here, but there was no one.

It's right to think about it, that place is gloomy, an ownerless grave, and he doesn't want to be close to a big man, let alone a girl.

He hadn't gone far when he suddenly stopped.

The hairs on his body stood up, and a strong sense of crisis emerged, and then, a foot in front of him, a sword light fell, and dust splashed.

"Tsk, the reaction is not bad, Lord Ningguan. ”

A young man with a long figure, long flowing hair, wearing a moire white robe, and a dusty temperament fell gently from the tree.

Holding the sword behind him with one hand, with a sneer on his face, he looked at Ning Yan: "Why, don't you know me so soon?"

The person who came was none other than the disciple of the Sword Palace, Lin Feng.

To be honest, Ning Yan was really stunned for a while before he recognized the other party, as if he was one of the four talents of the Sword Palace.

"Why are you stopping me?" Ning Yan frowned.

The other party came up with a sword, if he hadn't stopped in time, the sword would have slashed at him, serious injury was certain, and there was anger in his heart.

With a 'bang' in Lin Feng's hand, he conjured up a dark wood and stone compass, filled with a breath of green gas, and the compass pointer pointed to the southwest.

In that direction, it is exactly where the dreamless view is.

"Do you know what this is, the demon fixing weapon, which can capture the aura of the monster within a radius of a hundred miles, oh, you may not know that the monster who stole the Sword Palace before was detected with the same green demon qi, and coincidentally, now it appears in your Taoist temple again. ”

After speaking, he put away the compass and sneered slightly: "You say, what's going on?" ”

"I don't know what you're talking about. Ning Yan pursed his lips, but he was slightly shocked in his heart, the little fox just came back, and the other party immediately found out, how long has this been guarding?

Lin Feng's face turned cold, and he sneered: "When the matter comes to an end, you still refuse to admit it, last time you contacted Chu Tianshi, this time I will see who can help you." ”

"I was going to come to the door in person, but now that you've delivered them to the door, I'll just settle you. The silver-white long sword turned slightly, and the blade exuded a cold glow.

Ning Yan took a half step back: "This is what everyone in your Sword Palace means?"

"Ridiculous!"

Lin Feng's body rushed forward, wrapped in a gust of wind, and the majestic sword containing the foundation building cultivation suddenly slashed: "Little Qi Refining Period Cultivator, kill you, why do you need to go through the Sword Palace to discuss and die!"

"Peng!"

A red shadow flew out, and when it appeared in the forest, the cold and white slender hand waved and collided with this sword, and suddenly a wave of tyrannical aura swept away, and the spirit yuan was agitated.

Lin Feng's complexion changed, and he immediately took a few steps back, and the saber was almost shocked and flew out of his hand.

"Sister, can you handle it? Ning Yan stood behind and asked worriedly.

Sequoia's cold moon-like eyes scanned: "In the middle of foundation building, you retreat first." ”

The latter sentence was obviously said to Ning Yan, he didn't say a word, and quickly retreated.

Lin Feng looked at it with his eyebrows, revealing coldness: "Ning Yan, I noticed that there was a demonic aura in your Taoist temple that was not weaker than Jin Dan, and there was also the monster who stole the Sword Palace, counting this woman, you really received a lot of monsters, so I should kill you even more!"

"It's your business!"

Ning Yan snorted, what kind of bullshit Sword Palace is really domineering, no wonder no one dares to provoke it in the Daomen, it's like a mad dog.

"Little thief, you are looking for death!" Lin Feng was furious, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

Sequoia raised his eyebrows, didn't want to raise the snow-white soft wattle, and slapped a palm not far from his side, the cyclone condensed and exploded, like an explosion in the air, and a figure staggered back, being knocked out of the prototype.

"If you want to stop me, you are provoking the Sword Palace, at that time, killing you is like killing ants!" Lin Feng's face flushed with a strange look, and his eyes showed resentment.

Sequoia didn't speak, she was already cold, she rarely spoke, and when her hand was raised and opened, a cyclone condensed in the air, blooming like a lotus flower, enveloping the forest wind.

"Ning Yan, you can't escape!"

Lin Feng was furious, let out a loud roar, and the silver-white long sword in his hand shook out a sword flower, surrounding his body, and a hurricane sword tide wave, wave after wave, directly broke the cyclone, breaking a piece of Qingming.

"What about the later stage of foundation building!"

Immediately, Lin Feng's figure rushed out, with a sly smile on the corner of his mouth, the sword came out of his hand, and the seal in his hand was quickly formed, and he wiped it in front of him, and the sword ...... Ten Swords...... A hundred swords, in an instant, the sword shadows in the forest were like rain, falling overwhelmingly.

"Three Thousand Sword Rain ——!" Sequoia frowned, and her body moved.

A sky-high demonic aura erupted from her body, and a lotus-like cyclone bloomed behind her, and in the blink of an eye, a raging river condensed and swept through the forest in front of her.

There are black shadows floating in the river, as if some kind of terrifying beast is sleeping, and it seems to be suppressed underwater, exuding a terrifying aura.

Those dense cyclones turned into whirlpools in the river, directly stopping all the sword rain and shattering it.

At the same time, the redwood raised its hand, and the river rushed in, directly submerging Lin Feng's figure, and there was a miserable howl.

In the blink of an eye, the river disappeared, leaving a mess, and the tyrannical spirit element remaining in the air gradually calmed down, and Lin Feng, who was still majestic just now, broke his accessories, and was already lying on the ground covered in blood.

Seeing this, Ning Yan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Before he could rejoice, he saw Sequoia stumbling weakly and almost fell, so frightened that he hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

However, at this moment, Lin Feng, who had lost his breath, suddenly bounced up.

His face was weirdly flushed, and he spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, as if he was forcibly performing something, and a sharp sword appeared in his hand as if he was doing a trick, exuding a destructive aura, and came straight to Ning Yan.

Seeing this, Sequoia was shocked, endured the pain on her body, and turned her body in front of Ning Yan, with a quiet smile on her face, as if relieved.

Ning Yan had already noticed this scene, and his eyes were suddenly split.

With a loud roar, he forcibly used his weak cultivation power to twist Sequoia's body, and at the last moment, a gray ancient knife suddenly appeared and lay in front of him.