The children of the Zheng family, who were about to arrest people, suddenly heard such an awe-inspiring shout, and they all stopped and followed the reputation.

"Hehe, this old man is quite capable of holding on!" Zheng Ji tugged at the beard on his chin and walked to the side of Zhen Yuanzi, who was still standing, and looked up and down for a long time.

Zhen Yuanzi is inexplicably sad and angry, he wants to collect the body for Bian Zhenduo!

It doesn't matter if you can't be a friend or not, I'm the one who collects your body!

Looking at Bian Zhenduo with corpses in different places on the ground, Zhen Yuanzi didn't care about being tied up, and he was already in tears!

Is this the fate of seeking immortals? If you had known that this would be the end, would you Bian Zhenduo still come? And these dog-like things are the masters who have cultivated the Tao all their lives, have no regrets, and want to worship themselves? These things that are not as good as pigs and dogs, you are worthy of embarking on the path of immortals? What if I don't cultivate this immortal way? I can't also travel the world, laugh proudly in the rivers and lakes, and live a happy life!

When he was filled with righteous indignation, it was when Zhen Yuanzi's chest suddenly became clear, but when he saw these pickled and filthy people coming with a smug face, he couldn't bear it anymore.

The clothes are windless and automatic, the hair is suddenly raised, and the internal force of the whole body is rapidly circulating in the body in an instant, and there is a thunderous roar behind the ears. He let out a loud shout—

"Give me ——!" a thunderclap exploded.

Zhen Yuanzi clenched her fists and her body plummeted. I only heard another loud sound of "click", and the breeze talisman was broken by him strongly. Zheng Ji, who was approaching, was also shocked, how could a mortal break free from the Qingfeng Talisman?

"Dog, you give me death!"

At the moment of the enemy, Zhen Yuanzi didn't have time to reminisce about the strange changes in his body, he roared angrily, and slammed out a palm at Zheng Ji, who was close at hand.

Zheng Ji was shocked and retreated. He pointed a finger, and a sword flew out, and it was actually swung to the side by the opponent's palm wind, but it still passed under Zhen Yuanzi's ribs.

Zhen Yuanzi's swift and unrivaled palm power poured out, and although Zheng Ji sacrificed his flying sword, he still couldn't dodge the fierce blow like a storm.

"Bang!" When Zheng Ji was hit by the palm force, the aura of the body protection on his body flashed, and the person had been knocked out four or five feet away.

Zhen Yuanzi was hit with all his strength, and then suffered a heavy blow, a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the Dao robe red, and the blood hole under his ribs was also gushing out. He staggered two steps, still holding on, his eyes spitting fire and glaring angrily.

Zhen Yuanzi dared to fight with the immortals, although the victory was divided, but he also knocked the opponent away, this momentum shocked the audience.

"Master!" a crying voice sounded.

"Dao Chief!" Meng Shan was impressed by Zhen Yuanzi's courage and might.

It's been a long time since I've really faced mortals, and mortals have such momentum? Zheng Qu was silent. He had forgotten that he had been a mortal man.

Zheng Yong and the others were secretly shocked when they saw that a mortal could knock Zheng Ji away with one palm. In the face of these mortals, especially thinking that the other party still has two immortal people who have not appeared, their hearts have become less steady.

"You dare to hit me?"

Zheng Ji had already climbed up one by one, where could Zhen Yuanzi hurt him, but the powerful and otherworldly palm power made him lose face.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Zheng Ji was disheveled and his eyes were hideous.

Another mouthful of hot blood spurted out, and his beard was also red. It's just that Zhen Yuanzi's body is upright, his eyes are shining, with a look of disdain, and he squints at each other lightly.

For the first time, Zhen Yuanzi showed his contempt for these immortals.

Zheng Ji tidied up his shirt angrily, and the other party's ignorant gaze was mad. His face is distorted, and he wants to crush the other party's bones to ashes!

Stretching out his hand to recall the flying sword, Zheng Ji looked left and right, and roared: "I want to kill, no one can stop me, I want to kill him, I want to kill him!"

When the fellow brothers saw that Zheng Ji was like a mad dog, they knew that he had just lost his face, and he was anxious to find it back, so no one dared to say anything. Even Zheng Qu closed his eyes, he didn't want to care so much!

Seeing that no one dared to make a sound, Zheng Ji felt better, and was about to sacrifice a flying sword to kill the other party, when someone suddenly shouted: "You dare!"

Zheng Ji was stunned, who dared to embarrass himself at this time, this is not Zheng Qu's voice, who is it?

Everyone in the field followed the prestige. I saw a figure on the south side of the street coming like the wind. Before the cheers stopped, the other party showed his figure, it was a young man in a gray robe, holding a beautiful woman in one hand. His eyebrows were upside down, and his face was full of anger. Not far behind him, there was also a silver-bearded old man, who was also holding two men and coming against the wind.

Lin Yi came, but he was still late.

Lin Yi didn't expect things to get so bad, he had a hunch, but he couldn't believe that the other party could kill people on the street.

Performing the Wind Resisting Technique with Elder Jiang was already caused by Lin Yi's uneasiness in his heart, but the evil situation was still unexpected. As soon as he entered the south gate, he saw in his consciousness the blood and people lying on the ground in front of the inn.

Originally, he was following behind Elder Jiang, but seeing this scene, where could Lin Yi still be able to calm down, especially when he saw that Zhen Yuanzi flew Zheng Ji with one palm, he was pierced by the flying sword.

rushed to the scene like a lightning speed, and saw that Zheng Ji was going to kill him. As soon as Lin fell down, he put down the two daughters in his hand, and sent the message to Elder Jiang to take care of him, and rushed into the hall like a whirlwind.

"Senior brother!" Lin Yi stopped Zheng Ji and went straight to Zhen Yuanzi. Seeing that it was covered in blood, it was standing tall and impressive.

Lin Yi was already shocked, how could he not see that this was Zhen Yuanzi trying his best to support himself.

With his fingers flying, Lin Yi instantly sealed the acupoints of Zhen Yuanzi's body, grabbed his wrist again, and a spiritual force entered his meridians. After thinking about it, he didn't feel at ease, so he tore off the wine gourd on his waist and poured it into the other party's mouth.

Zhen Yuanzi was speechless, just stared at Lin Yi with relief in his eyes, and the wine overflowed from his mouth. His eyes slowly closed, and his body softened in an instant.

"Senior Brother——!

"Master——!"

As soon as he picked up Zhenyuanzi, Lin Yi was anxious. Turning around and catching a glimpse of Elder Meng and the others on the ground, he stretched out his hand to grab it, and there were a few loud "clicks", and the restraints of the few people in front of him were untied.

"Elder Meng, Yuan Qing and Yuan Feng, quickly take out the wound medicine and give it to the Dao Chief!"

"I have the pill of the Heavenly Dragon Sect!" Meng Shan jumped up, and rushed up to take Zhen Yuanzi, and Yuan Qing Yuanfeng also hurriedly surrounded him.

Lin Yi watched the three of them hurriedly administering medicine for Zhen Yuanzi, and there was a thoughtful look in his eyes. Zhenyuanzi is full of vitality, and the meridians in his body are a little different from usual. Why is that?

"Hmph, what are you doing in a hurry, come and die!" Zheng Ji's voice rang out at an inopportune time.

Lin Yi Huo Ran turned around, his eyes were cold, he moved his nose, and a thick bloody breath poured into his brain. He looked at the corpse soaked in blood on the ground, Bian Zhenduo did not bat at death, his eyes were wide open, and the majestic wind was still there; while Li Cai's clothes withered like flowers, and his soul flew away! That familiar and charming face had been hidden in the colorful splendor, and the fragrance had disappeared.

Two living people, just now they were talking and laughing together, their voices and smiles were still vivid in their minds, who knew that between turning around, they were already people and ghosts, yin and yang strangers!

Is human life really as cheap as a mustard?