At this time, Yan Jun narrowed his eyes, looked at the three of them, and finally stopped his gaze on Ling Shaoyun's body, a trace of disdain and annoyance appeared on his face.

Yan Jun couldn't forget the scene in the Qingxu Cave, if it weren't for that Great Cultivator of the Houtian Realm, Wu Baiyan and Ling Shaoyun would have become the souls of his palms, causing him to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, and he lost two heavenly and earthly treasures "Nightshade Xiangping Grass" in vain.

Yan Jun felt that it was the shame of his life, and thinking about it made him hate it so much, he never imagined that this kid would actually send it to the door by himself, the time of shame had come, and now without the protection of that Great Cultivator of the Acquired Realm, how could he let Ling Shaoyun go?

"Hehe, three things that don't know whether they are dead or alive, they can leave a whole corpse obediently!"

At this time, the soulless face smiled sluggishly.

"Grandma, it's still undecided who will kill the deer, how can Lao Tzu be afraid of you juniors?"

Su Chenye knew that Soulless was famous in the rivers and lakes, but when he saw that the other party's cultivation was only in the early stage of the innate realm, he suddenly lost his cowardice in his heart.

"Little cub, don't worry, the old body will let you taste the taste of the poisonous rain in the sky later!"

I saw Meng Po leaning her back, without raising her head, and said gloomily with her eyes rolled.

Meng Po is a master of poison in the psychic sect, once her mastery of the poisonous rain is cast, it can be said that no one will survive, and countless martial arts masters have died at her hands, even including some masters in the middle of the innate realm.

"Old witch, don't scare Lao Tzu, your drizzle Lao Tzu didn't pay attention to it at all!"

Su Chenye looked up and said proudly.

"What an arrogant little bastard, looking for death!"

With a cold scream, I saw a black light flash, and the soulless Ugin Soul Scythe swept in.

Seeing this, Su Chenye did not retreat but advanced, waved his sword to meet him, only to hear the sound of "dang chang", he was secretly surprised in his heart, the long sword in his hand was almost unable to hold it, and with this move, he had been shocked back two feet away.

This is a bit fucking evil, how can a cultivator in the early stage of the Innate Realm have such skills?

Su Chenye couldn't help but wonder a little, but he didn't know that the soulless Xuanmen Evil Technique could greatly increase his own strength, and it was sometimes more than enough to deal with the masters of the middle stage of the Innate Realm.

"Hehe, the kid in the middle of the innate realm is nothing more than that, lie down for me!"

Before Su Chenye could stand firmly, the soulless had already floated in, and with a gloomy sneer, the soul hooking sickle once again slashed at him like lightning.

After suffering a loss, Su Chenye didn't dare to be careless in his heart, and hurriedly cast a mysterious spirit body technique to the side, and then shook the long sword in his hand, and cast a thousand illusion sword technique to fly up to meet him.

"You self-conscious things, since you want to die early, then fulfill you and kill me!"

Yan Jun was fierce, waved his arm, and shouted loudly at the dozen or so psychic disciples.

The dozen or so black-robed disciples, Mu Na, nodded their heads and pounced frantically like walking corpses.

When Qin Ruohan saw it, he waved his palm at those disciples.

In an instant, Su Chenye and Qin Ruohan were already fighting with each other, the figures in the field were flying, and the two sides were inextricably fighting, judging from the current situation, Su Chenye and Qin Ruohan were not in the slightest danger, and Ling Shaoyun didn't have to worry about them for the time being.

At this time, Ling Shaoyun was motionless, he was staring at Yan Jun and Meng Po and Miao Feng Sanren father and son opposite, his brain was spinning rapidly, Meng Po and Miao Feng Sanren father and son He was not afraid, the only thing that worried him was Yan Jun's Great Splitting Technique.

Sure enough, at this moment, Yan Jun spoke.

"Master Miaofeng, leave the rest of this little miscellaneous to me, I have some holidays with this kid, you can watch the show on the side. ”

"Okay, then there is Brother Lao Yanjun!"

Yan Jun's words were in line with Miaofeng's intentions, and his son's injury made him very worried, so he nodded to Yan Jun, and after finishing speaking, he pulled his son Pan Shijie and retreated to a tree, let Pan Shijie sit on the ground, and began to heal his bones.

"Hehe, little miscellaneous pieces, where are you going to run this time?"

Yan Jun sneered at Ling Shaoyun gloomily.

Although Ling Shaoyun already had a plan in his heart, he still couldn't help but feel numb on his scalp for a while, and it seemed that he had to give it a try for the time being.

"Qingli!

Ling Shaoyun stared at Yan Jun silently, calling eagerly in his heart.

In an instant, a green light flashed in his mind, and the image of Qingli appeared.

"Why is Xiaoyou panicking?"

In her mind, Qingli asked.

"This person in front of him is Yan Jun of the Psychic Sect, his exercises are extremely weird, as long as he is shrouded in light and shadow, all his strength will lose his effect, only the part of being beaten, I wonder if you have a way to crack it?"

Ling Shaoyun looked at Yan Jun who was walking slowly towards him, took a step back, and communicated with Qingli with his mind without showing a look on his face.

"Haha, carving insect skills, why are you afraid of Qingli? I don't know if you want to kill him or cripple him?"

“............”

Ling Shaoyun was speechless for a while, Nima, it's already good to be able to escape.

"Are you sure?"

Although Qingli was an ancient monk, after all, it was the first time he asked him for help, and Ling Shaoyun had some hope in his heart, but he was still a little uneasy.

"Little friends don't have to worry, just respond. ”

Seeing that Ling Shaoyun had some doubts in his heart, Qingli said confidently.

At this moment, Yan Jun saw Ling Shaoyun standing expressionlessly, looking as if he was scared stupid, and then laughed and said: "Little Zai, I know that it's too late to be afraid, kneel down and kowtow to Benjun three times, Benjun may be merciful and leave a whole corpse for the three of you." ”

"Old Zamao, let's make a move, do you think the master will be afraid of you?"

At this time, with Qingli's help, Ling Shaoyun went out and suddenly scolded.

When Yan Jun heard this, he was immediately annoyed and angry: "What a little miscellaneous who doesn't know whether to live or die, this gentleman will send you back to the west!"

As soon as Yan Jun's words fell, he rose into the air and unfolded the Great Spectroscopy Technique, and dense light and shadow were already enveloping him from all directions.