"Senior Brother Wang, Shushan must be the hiding place of the young master of the Ghost Refining Sect, if Senior Brother captures him, the sect will definitely give the Floating Island Order as a reward. ”

"Exactly, if it weren't for Qin Feng's deception, how could Senior Brother lose his qualification to enter the Floating Island?

When Senior Brother destroys the withered and decayed and captures the young master of the Ghost Refining Sect, the sect will understand Qin Feng's villainous behavior and deprive him of the Floating Island Order!"

Three rays of light slowly flew towards Shushan, and the person at the head was tall, with cold eyes, and was wearing a white and purple purple Ziyang Sword Sect costume. He heard the compliments of the two beside him, and a smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

"It's too early to mention this, the young master of the Ghost Refining Sect is not easy to match, against him, I have to spend a lot of effort, who wins and who loses, it is not yet known. Wang Lianyun put his hands behind his back and faced the sky on his back.

"Senior brother is too humble, senior brother is too humble, what is that young master of the Ghost Refining Sect?

A lost dog who has survived to this day by relying on the protection of his ancestors!

When the senior brother rushed to Shushan, he must have been intimidated by the power of the senior brother, so he bowed his head and begged for mercy. ”

Wang Lianyun's smile deepened a little and said: "Don't say that, even if the enemy is weak, we can't underestimate the enemy, the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, don't despise that waste." ”

"Senior brother is reasonable, and the two of us are convinced. ”

"He is worthy of being a senior brother, and his vision is far-reaching beyond the two of us. ”

"Senior brother, what nonsense are you talking about? How can the two of us be compared to senior brother?

Hurry up and slap your mouth, Senior Brother has a lot, and I will forgive you for your mistakes!"

When the disciple heard this, he really opened his mouth, with a flattering smile on his face, and said: "Senior brother forgive sins, senior brother forgive sins, I lost my words for a while, and my sin deserves death." ”

"What did Senior Brother Li say?" Wang Lianyun was slightly stunned and said, "You and I are friends, how can you see me as a narrow-minded person?"

Why can't the two junior disciples compare with Wang?"

"Senior brother looks down on the two of me. The two disciples secretly wiped away their tears, as if they were grateful because of Wang Lianyun's attention.

"When I capture the young master of the Ghost Refining Sect, the two junior brothers can choose two personal belongings, which can be regarded as Wang's gratitude to the two junior brothers. ”

The two of them were overjoyed when they heard this, quickly glanced at each other, and said urgently: "Never!

Senior brother, how can the two of us be virtuous, I just told the young master of the Ghost Refining Sect where he was hiding, and it was unbearable to accept this heavy gift.

We only hope that my brother will not dislike the two of us and follow us, and we will be satisfied. ”

Wang Lianyun laughed and said loudly: "I have made up my mind, and the two junior brothers don't have to refuse." ”

The smiles on the faces of the two were even stronger, and they were about to reply, when they suddenly saw a bloody light rushing out.

"Who?!"

Wang Lianyun's eyes were full of sword energy.

The blood-shrouded man showed a panicked face, pale as white paper. Suddenly, with a look of pain on his face, he fell from the sky screaming, and with him fell to the ground with a purple flying sword.

"Senior brother, that's ......" Senior Brother Li hid behind Wang Lianyun with a look of fear on his face.

"That flying sword seems to be from our Purple Sun Sword Sect, it looks ...... It's a lot like the Zixia Sword. Wang Lianyun's eyes flickered a few times and said slowly.

Once a disciple of the Ziyang Sword Sect advances to the condensation stage, he will give a mouthful of the Zixia Sword as a portable magic weapon, which can be refined into a natal magic weapon, or you can slowly find a natal magic weapon with higher refining quality, and use the Zixia Sword as an ordinary magic weapon.

"Could it be ......," Senior Brother Li said in astonishment, "was preempted?"

"How can this be?" another disciple continued, "We happened to pass by Xiaosang Village, saw the resentment, and inquired and learned that there were ghosts in Shushan, so we suspected that the young master of the Ghost Refining Sect was hiding here, and few disciples of our sect came to this deserted place." ”

"Have you forgotten? In addition to us, we also know that there is a disciple of the Demon Sect hidden in Shushan. Senior Brother Li said with a slight squint.

"You mean...... Spirit Rune Sect?"

"Who else is it?" Senior Brother Li said, "The old village chief said that the head of the Spirit Rune Sect needs to go through some preparations before he can deal with the people hiding in the mountains, and he should be ready to count the days." ”

"How could he have the Zixia Sword of my Purple Yang Sword Sect?" the other disciple was surprised, "Could it be that he invited a certain senior brother from the sect?"

Hearing this, Wang Lianyun snorted coldly: "Little Spirit Rune Sect, where did you get your face?"

The two disciples were silent.

"Let's wait for the master of the flying sword to come, if it is really the head of the Spirit Rune Sect, we must torture it. ”

Wang Lianyun landed on the ground first, stood quietly next to the corpse, closed his eyes and rested.

Seeing that Wang Lianyun didn't touch the storage bag of the young master of the Ghost Refining Sect, the two disciples didn't dare to say more, waiting for the master of the flying sword to arrive.

The two disciples couldn't help but be suspicious, and said, "Is that person afraid to come when he sees us staying here?"

"It must be because of Senior Brother Wang's might. Senior Brother Li said matter-of-factly.

After waiting for a long time, but no one came, Wang Lianyun opened his eyes, sucked the Zixia Sword on the ground into his hand, and the sharp edge in his eyes flashed, and said: "It is indeed the Zixia Sword, and there is more than one person who has left the divine sense on the sword, and in the end, this person's divine sense is not weaker than mine." ”

"More than one person, not weaker than Senior Brother?" the two disciples were surprised, and said firmly, "This person must be the head of the Spirit Rune Sect." ”

"It's too early to draw conclusions, the person who drove the Zixia Sword should have fled, if it is really the little head of the Spirit Rune Sect, where can he escape?" Wang Lianyun brutally erased the divine sense left on the Zixia Sword, "When I count the things in the storage bag, the three of you and I will fly to Xiaopeach Mountain and ask the little master for clarification!"

......

Yao Mingyue was unconscious, her breath was weak, and she looked like her life was in danger at any time, and she relied on the Life-Continuation Pill to hang herself.

The search for the Creation Pill is imminent!

On top of the white crane, Chen Lang was in front, and Yao Haiping, who was carrying his daughter on his back, rushed to the place where the young master of the Ghost Refining Sect fell.

Just as he was about to reach his destination, Chen Lang's face changed, and he felt that the divine consciousness he had left on the Zixia Sword had been forcibly erased.

Could it be that the young master of the Ghost Refining Sect is not dead?

Chen Lang was very puzzled, and then, he saw three people guarding the corpse, one of whom was picking up the storage bag and wanted to look through the contents inside.

"Stop!"

Chen Lang shouted angrily and fell to the ground.

"You dare to even move my things, who are you?" Chen Lang's eyes were surging with murderous intent.

When the three of them heard this, they were all stunned for a moment, Senior Brother Li laughed, and then said coldly: "Where did the barren mountain savage come from, don't you even recognize the clothes of the Ziyang Sword Sect?!"

"Ziyang Sword Sect?" Chen Lang's gaze moved from the three of them one by one, and finally landed on Wang Lianyun's face, and he said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "It seems that you are the one who is the leader?"

Wang Lianyun didn't answer, his eyes were condescending and full of disdain.

"Yao Haiping, this stupid boy can't be your new disciple, right?" Senior Brother Li asked Yao Haiping instead, his smile grim.