It's really not a family, and it doesn't enter a family. What kind of apprentice there is, what kind of master there is.

Compared to Mo Qinghe's sword, Kong Ye suddenly found that this Wan Beichen's stinky mouth was as abominable as his apprentice.

In addition, Wan Beichen collided with himself, not a matter of one or two days. It's better to end him now, and the roots of his ears are clean.

Kong Ye had a slight calculation in his heart, and approached Wan Beichen step by step.

As he walked, he thought about how to torture him to avenge his grudges over the years.

Ten fingers to the heart, first crush his fingers and toes, and listen to his painful but forbearant voice. However, cut off his fifth limb, his twenty-first finger, and stomped on his pouch, admiring his resentful but powerless expression.

Finally, break his bones one by one, and then peel and cramp!

Even so, it can't let him die. Yun Lan, a slut, will definitely not sit idly by when she sees her husband's miserable situation.

Thinking of this, Kong Ye glanced at Yun Lan obscenely, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked.

Tsk~ This skin, this face, this figure, Wan Beichen, who was raised by a son of a bitch, enjoys it. However, if in front of him, Yun Lan was ecstatic and singing under him, I don't know what kind of expression it would be.

The more Kong Ye thought about it, the more excited he became, and he couldn't wait to take off his pants immediately and have a tiger pounce.

"Lu Qingquan, look at the others, if you let any unpopular characters get close to the deity, then you won't live!"

No matter what, Lu Qingquan is also the head of a sect, how can he get by with his face when he is called like this?

"Kong Ye, the old man is just ......"

However, before he finished speaking, Kong Ye turned back coldly, his gaze was like a knife.

"What's the matter? You still think that you are the real person in charge of the Yuntian Palace, worshiped by thousands of people, and admired by thousands of people? It really gives you face!" Kong Ye paused, and continued to mock: "Hmph, you're just a dog now!"

"If you are obedient, the deity will see that the tail wags beautifully, and I may reward you with some food. If you kick your nose in the face, the deity won't devour the Lord's dog!"

"You!" Lu Qingquan's old face was blue and white.

Kong Ye stared at him, his eyes becoming more and more cold.

Seeing this, everyone could guess that as long as he dared to say anything disobedient, maybe it was not Wan Beichen who died first, but Lu Qingquan.

Wan Beichen didn't have the consciousness of dying at all, and when he saw Lu Qingquan cocooning himself, he couldn't help laughing, and his heart was extremely happy.

"Hahaha...... Lu Qingquan, I also have a dog, and I am lazy to eat all day long, but the skin is rough and the meat is thick, no one can cure it, you can learn from this senior. ”

How could Lu Qingquan not hear it, Wan Beichen was sarcastically saying that he was not even as good as a dog.

But since the initial obedience, Lu Qingquan has no downline, and he is angry for a while, but he has not changed from the identity of giving orders to the person who obeys orders.

After he smoothed his breath, he lowered his posture, ignored Wan Beichen, and bowed to Kong Ye and said, "Pavilion master, old man...... I, I'm just having a hot brain, please forgive me!"

"I have long seen that Wan Beichen's junior is not pleasing to the eye, although the pavilion master lets go, I will never let anyone disturb me. ”

Taking advantage of the gap, Yun Lan had already rushed to Wan Beichen's side, concentrating on vigilance.

Wan Beichen glanced at his wife and didn't say anything. The old husband and wife are old, and he knows that it is useless to say anything.

"The elders of Yuntian Palace obey the order and block the younger generations, if someone hinders the pavilion master, I am the only one who asks!"

After Lu Qingquan finished drinking, he flew towards Yun Lan first.

Today's crisis, Yunlan can face it calmly and calmly. But Lu Qingquan's disgusting face and ugly behavior, even if he is as calm as her, he can't help but hate him.

She took a step forward and stood still, blocking in front of Wan Beichen, not catching up, just protecting Wan Beichen.

Although Wan Beichen was not injured, his spiritual power consumption was huge before. Yun Lan was worried that she would be entangled by Lu Qingquan later, and Wan Beichen would be killed by Kong Ye in the blink of an eye.

As Lu Qingquan made a move, the elders of Yuntian Palace also moved, scattering into a circle, surrounding Yun Lan and Wan Beichen in the center.

"Get out of here!"

After Lu Qingquan approached, Yun Lan calmed down, and then Liu Mei snorted suddenly.

The voice was like a sharp sword, cutting ice and snow, containing the power of divine sense, and it rushed straight into Lu Qingquan's mind.

Lu Qingquan, who was caught off guard, only felt a dizziness in his head, staggered in the air, and when he was sober, he found that he had unconsciously arrived in front of Yun Lan.

And Yun Lan was holding a three-foot spirit sword, and he slashed at it head-on.

Scold!

The spirit sword hummed and shook, and the tip of the red blood sword dripped down, causing everyone's eyes to widen in shock.

The broken arm was connected to half of the shoulder, and he fell in front of Yun Lan, shocking.

One look, Lu Qingquan, who was the ninth weight of the Purple Mansion, almost died. If he had reacted a little slower, he would have been split in half.

Lu Qingquan connected to the ground at his feet, quickly withdrew several feet away, covered his left shoulder, and stared at the woman not far away with trembling heart.

"What kind of hex did you just cast?"

Yun Lan ignored him, and most of her attention was on Kong Ye, who was walking.

Kong Ye's momentum was frantically rising, and with every step he took, the stone slabs on the ground were overwhelmed and shattered into slag.

Yun Lan was under tremendous pressure, her mood was a little messy, and a layer of white sweat appeared in her palms.

For this kind of invisible, intangible, and unpredictable means, Kong Ye is also on guard and careful.

"Kong Ye suffers death!"

When Kong Ye was less than two feet closer, Yun Lan was too nervous to calm down, and launched an attack with his divine sense in advance.

An invisible impact went straight to Kong Ye's mind.

Out of the perception of danger, Kong Ye instantly disappeared in place, moved two steps sideways, and actually avoided the impact of his divine sense.

Then, he looked at Yun Lan's slashing sword, and his face sneered.

"It's too slow!"

After speaking, Kong Ye came first, grabbed the blade of the sword, and with a slight force, the spirit sword broke in response.

Immediately afterwards, his other hand suddenly slapped out, like a dragon going out to sea, hitting Yun Lan's abdomen.

Bang!

Yun Lan's face turned pale, vomited blood on her back, and fell behind Wan Beichen.

Wan Beichen's resolute face couldn't help twitching, and he turned his head and shouted loudly: "Madam!"

Yun Lan rubbed up with difficulty, smiled sadly at Wan Beichen, and resolutely put the spirit sword across his neck.

Not only Kong Ye, but even Wan Beichen was stunned, and he couldn't speak.

"Madame, you ......"

Yun Lantan's mouth opened lightly, and the blood-stained red lips were delicate.

"Beichen, the previous palm can kill me. The thief regained his strength, and it was obvious that he had evil intentions. I'm sorry, Beichen, I'll go first, go down and wait for you!"

With that, as soon as her sword-wielding hand was forced, she was ready to cut off her own head to preserve her innocence.

However, at this moment, above the dome of Ling Xiao Peak, there was a sudden sound of breaking wind. The sudden change attracted everyone's attention.

A pitch-black spirit sword, like an extraterrestrial meteorite, tore through the sky, dragging a long spark seed, and pierced towards Lingxiao Peak......