"This guy?" Yue'er raised her eyebrows slightly, and there was a faint murderous aura on her beautiful face. The thin black monk's face turned white at once. "Since you dare to hurt my beloved disciple, then you can die with peace of mind!

With a flick of Yue'er Yu's hand, an ink-like ghost mist gushed out, condensing into a basin-sized skeleton in an instant, and the ghost fire in her eyes flickered, pounced on the immortal cultivator who had eyes and beads. "Ancestor save me!"

The black thin monk was shocked and angry, he was only in the middle stage of foundation building, how could he dare to be an enemy with the master of the Ning Dan period, and he retreated beside him with a strange scream.

More than twenty zhang away from him, there was a red-faced old man, who had also reached the realm of the early Yuan Infant Stage, and was the contemporary master of the Blood Shadow Sect.

Logically speaking, for his disciples, this person should be his own protection, but there is also a great monk next to him.

The man hesitated slightly, and finally did not make any unnecessary movements, and a terrible scream reached his ears, and the unlucky ghost with no eyes had fallen. The face of the Blood Shadow Sect monk did not show the color of "Conscientiousness. In a flash of brilliance, the red-faced old man had flown over. "Ma Yong of the Blood Shadow Sect has seen Daoyou, I don't know why Daoist Friend Lu wants to send me to Xiankui?" The red-faced old man saluted Lin Xuan, with a faint fear on his face. "Idle matter?" A smile appeared at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth: "In Xia Naibai Xuan Pavilion, do you say this is an idle matter?"

"What?" Ma Fu was stunned, his face showed disbelief, he had already inquired, Baixuan Pavilion was from Youzhou, it was just a small business alliance, that kind of poor and remote country, there were not even a few Yuanying monks, how could there be a great immortal cultivator in the later stage?

He was suspicious in his heart, but he didn't dare to delve deeper, and hurriedly saluted Lin Xuanshen: "I see, please forgive Ma for his ignorance, I knew that the Daoist Sect had a master like Your Excellency, and the little Blood Shadow Sect, how could he dare to be an enemy of it, so I will order my disciples to withdraw from Jiuling Mountain, and give more than 100,000 spars to compensate for the losses of your sect." "Oh?"

Lin Xuan stroked his forehead with his hand, and his face also showed a bit of surprise, the immortal cultivator in the early stage of the Yuan Infant was naturally no longer in his eyes now, but the other party's style of doing things was quite appreciated by Lin Xuan.

It is necessary to know that even in the face of life and death choices, there are not many people who can break the wrist of a strong man, and the general altar is the foundation of the sect family, and the other party actually said to give up and give up. can judge the situation, in this regard, Ma Yong is worthy of a generation of heroes. and offered to compensate for the loss, which can be regarded as giving himself enough face as a great monk. It seems reasonable that he should let them go.

However, the corners of Lin Xuan's mouth showed a wry smile, people are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves, although this Ma Yong knows the gains and losses of the way, but he can't do such a thing as letting the tiger return to the mountain.

It's not that I'm afraid of their retaliation, but Lin Xuan of the Blood Shadow Sect doesn't care about it yet.

The reason is that if these people are let go, their relationship with Baixuan Pavilion will be revealed to the world, "What will the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect do at that time, you can think of it with your toes."

How could he cause trouble for Ying'er and them, if you want to blame it, you will blame the Blood Shadow Sect for their bad luck, I wanted to let them go, but the situation forced it, it is not possible not to kill people and kill them. Of course, Lin Xuan would not apologize, the Immortal Cultivation Realm was already the weak.

Thinking of this, he sighed, and he didn't bother to tremble with these dying people, and with a flick of his sleeve robe, dozens of sword light fish swam out, and the blue light flickered, shooting towards the nearby Blood Shadow Sect monks. "Daoyou 1111111" Ma Yong was shocked and angry, he had already given enough face, but he didn't expect the other party to do that killing.

A trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, but he didn't dare to delay here, stretched out his hand, slapped his waist in a panic, and sacrificed a gong-like magic weapon. But he didn't engage in battle at all, and after sacrificing this treasure, he immediately turned his body and turned into a black gas and flew backwards.

The screams reached his ears, and in just a few moments, dozens of monks of the Blood Shadow Sect fell, and it was the lascivious old man of the same rank as him, who was also decapitated by Lin Xuan's sword.

This guy used to be arrogant and wanted to use Lu Ying'er as a ding furnace, but now he couldn't even escape from Yuanying, as soon as Ma Fupuppet turned around, his face turned white with fright, and he immediately didn't say a word, stretched out his fist and slammed his chest, and several streams of essence blood spurted out. His retreat turned blood-red, and his speed was more than twice as fast as before.

Seeing this, Lin Xuan didn't have any superfluous expression on his face, just raised his right hand, as if he was moving forward slowly. "Hurry!" Those cyan sword qi flashed, and suddenly connected into a line, like a turquoise wave, sweeping forward.

The distance between the two sides quickly shortened, and in just a few breaths, a scream came into the ears, "This Lord of the Blood Shadow Sect has been split by the Chaotic Sword.

Yuan Ying wanted to use the teleportation technique, but unfortunately it was the class that got the axe, not to mention that he was an immortal cultivator in the early stage of Yuan Ying, even if he was a great cultivator in the later stage, he didn't want to escape in front of Lin Xuan.

There is no need to repeat the next battle, even the Yuan Infant Immortal Cultivators were like paper paste in front of Lin Xuanbei, not to mention the rest of the low-level cultivators, the trees fell and scattered, and they fled in all directions.

But Lin Xuan didn't want his relationship with Bai Xuan Pavilion to be exposed, so the monk of the Blood Shadow Sect would die, stretched out his hand, picked it up on his waist, and sacrificed a spirit beast bag.

Countless jade bees swarmed out from inside, instantly turning into a purple-red insect cloud, spread over a radius of several miles, looking extremely terrifying. "Hurry!"

Lin Xuan pointed a little, and tens of thousands of Jade Luo Bees flew out in all directions, although they were immature bodies, they were more than enough to deal with these low-level cultivators.

In just half a cup of tea, all the monks of the Blood Shadow Sect had fallen, and Lin Xuan hadn't even let go of the disciples of the Spirit Movement Period. Either don't do it, or do it, now that the grudge has been settled, do you still wait for the other party to take revenge?

If you are soft-hearted, don't come to cultivate immortals, what is pursued here is the law of the jungle, and life is similar to grass mustard.

Lin Xuan closed his eyes and released his divine consciousness slowly, and after making sure that nothing was missing, the expression on his face relaxed. "Thank you, young master, for the rescue. ”

Lu Ying'er bowed respectfully, as for the other immortal cultivators, not to mention the awe on their faces, most of them had never seen Lin Xuan, but they had heard that there was such a powerful Supreme Elder in this sect, and the two pavilion masters were just his maids.

Originally, he was skeptical, but now he found that Lin Xuan was actually more powerful than the legend, in the late Yuan Infant period, these immortal cultivators from Youzhou, their horizons were naturally not as broad as those of Yunzhou, looking at Lin Xuan at this time, there was only a look of worship on his face, and he suddenly bowed down in black. "No need to be polite, get up!" Lin Xuan was ruthless to the enemy, but in front of his own people, he didn't have much of a fight, raised his hand, and said with a smile.

PS: I'm sorry, I'm really not lazy today, this chapter was written with gritted teeth, I caught a cold in the shower this afternoon, and I died of a headache, I'm sorry. ！