"Impossible!"

Seeing that the two treasures met, and his Changge couldn't block the other party's blow, Mo Xuesong's face was full of consternation, and he was almost stunned. ()

He knew that he was definitely a top-notch figure among the cultivators of the same level, how could he seem to have no power to fight back, and the other party was really just an immortal cultivator in the late Yuan Infant stage? He had already begun to suspect that Lin Xuan was pretending to be an old monster in the clutch stage.

His face was extremely pale, but the battle had to continue, Mo Xuesong slapped his hands, and a red banner appeared in his palm.

Lin Xuan ignored it, and suddenly took a step to the left, his figure blurred for a while, and then actually disappeared in place.

Nine days of micro-stepping!

And at almost the same moment, from different directions, there were several arm-thick pillars of light.

There was a pop, just through the phantom that Lin Xuan had left in place.

In addition to Mo Xuesong and his wife, the five puppets of the Yuan Infant Stage also made a move.

The attributes of these puppets are not the same, they represent gold, wood, water, fire and earth, each of them is a cultivation in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, but when they form a small formation, the real strength is comparable to that of the late Yuan Infant Immortal cultivator.

Five-in-one, can be said to be extremely difficult.

Just now, they wanted to hide in the shadows and sneak attack.

It's a pity that Lin Xuan's strength is comparable to that of a clutch, and doing this in front of him is simply a hatchet.

The moment before the puppet attacked, Lin Xuan dodged it with nine heavenly microsteps.

In a flash, Lin Xuan had already appeared more than twenty zhang away, and a fiery red puppet was right in front of him. "It hurts!"

Mo Xuesong was overjoyed in his heart, although Lin Xuan's supernatural powers were ridiculously high, it was certain that he belonged to the Xuanmen Sect, in other words, his body was very fragile, and it was impossible to fight hand-to-hand with the puppet of the Yuan Infant Stage.

After all, the puppet is made of all kinds of rare materials, and the strength of its physical body is comparable to that of the demon clan of the same level, or even stronger. A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity cannot be missed, this kid surnamed Li is filial piety and cannot live.

So, driven by his divine thoughts, the puppet's face was full of hideous colors, and he pounced viciously like Lin Xuan. At such a close distance, the other party has absolutely nowhere to hide. However, the next scene made his eyes widen.

Lin Xuan was not an ordinary immortal cultivator, how could he be afraid of hand-to-hand combat, his Phoenix Dance Nine Heavenly Technique had already reached the third level.

After taking a breath, the crackling sound of bones popping came into his ears, and behind Lin Xuan, a faint phantom of a phoenix flashed. And his pair of fists even appeared with a faint silver light. Facing the puppet that rushed to the front, Lin Xuan didn't say a word, and threw a punch towards the opponent's chest.

The speed was so fast, like a streamer movie, and the angle was even more tricky, a low muffled sound came, Lin Xuan's fist flashed, and he actually blasted a bowl of holes in the other party's chest.

If it was an immortal cultivator, the physical body would definitely have fallen, but the puppet must have been slightly different, although the essence in his eyes had faded a lot, but he bent his fingers into claws and grabbed at Lin Xuan fiercely.

Lin Xuan still didn't hide, but a layer of spiritual light flashed on the surface of his body, opening the Nine Heavens Spirit Shield.

The opponent's attack had no effect, Lin Xuan retracted his fist, and then grabbed the puppet's arm with both hands, and pulled it hard, instantly tearing it in half. I don't save it■!

Mo Xuesong couldn't help but rub his eyes, almost thinking that he was wrong, the body of this puppet was refined from various rare materials, and its hardness could be compared to ordinary magic weapons, and it would actually be destroyed by someone with his bare hands. Is this guy really a monk in the late Yuan Infant period?

He was shocked and angry, and regretted it to the extreme, after all, as Lin Xuan said, this transaction was mainly about taking what they needed, and it was not taking advantage of Tianqiaomen, they all blamed themselves for being obsessed...... Greed does come at a cost. Although the two sides have not fought much, Mo Xuesong already knows that he and Xinmei are by no means opponents of the enemy. Rather than the couple falling together, it is better to run away with one is one. "Xinmei, $$;let's go!"

Before the words fell, he had already pounced like Lin Xuan, there were many immortal cultivators who were ruthless, and there were often false and wrongful snakes between master and apprentice, as for the same door, at the critical moment, it was used to betray.

On the surface, immortal cultivators seem to be selfish to the extreme, but there are exceptions to everything, and among ordinary double cultivators, most of them are sincere. After all, love and love can't be faked, if you don't really like each other, you won't have a double cultivation relationship. Therefore, Mo Xuesong's choice, Lin Xuan was not surprised. Of course, he didn't let that give up.

The expression on his face was still as cold as ice, he stretched out his hand, and with a slight touch, the green fire suspended in mid-air suddenly turned around and flew towards the other party. The sharp light was dazzling, and Mo Xuesong's expression was even more difficult to see.

Just now, he had seen the terrifying thing about this treasure, and the Changge he sacrificed was also quite extraordinary, but in front of this short sword, he couldn't block a cover.

He stretched out his hand and patted it on his waist, and seven or eight treasures flew out of the bag, and then with a shake of his left hand, the fiery red banner flashed, and a fire cloud the size of an acre appeared. But it's useless, the green fire is like a bamboo, no matter what treasure, it will be broken by a slash. "Senior brother!"

Not to mention that Mo Xuesong was shocked, the young woman in green also changed miserably, and she was the one who proposed to rob and kill Lin Xuan, how could she leave now?

Death is also death together.

A look of determination flashed across her face.

In the woman's hand, a talisman appeared, with a simple style, and a corner was still a little broken, but there was a terrible spiritual pressure that came out of it. Target. Unlike other symbols, there is a firebird pattern in the center of this symbol. But that firebird was not a dead thing, but a fluttering wing, as if it was alive Lin Xuan couldn't help but shrink his pupils, what kind of talisman is this...... It doesn't seem to be a human thing. Lin Xuan turned his head suddenly, and in his pupils, there was a sudden surprise. The two of them were light, and the young woman in green suddenly exclaimed, and from the depths of her mind, a feeling of dizziness swelled up.

The heart was snatched away, Xi Linxuan was waiting for this S1, with a flick of the sleeve robe, a light swept over, although the woman reacted very quickly, but the talisman in her hand was still snatched over.

On the other side, the green fire had already slashed in front of Mo Xuesong.

The great monk in the late stage of the dignified Yuan Infant could only close his eyes and wait for death.

However, at this moment, a sharp light suddenly flew through the oblique thorn, and stopped the green fire with a bang.

Lin Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then the expression on his face became a little strange.

He didn't strike again, but the daylight shimmered, looking like there was no one somewhere in front of him.

"Senior brother!"

Seeing that her husband had escaped death, the young woman in green couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised, and Mo Xuesong also hurriedly used her magic power to shrink the ground and retreated.

Lin Xuan didn't stop it.

"But the one who came is like a fairy?"

Lin Xuan sighed, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Before Lin Xuan's words fell, a silver bell-like laughter came into his ears, and then the white light flickered, and the air in front of his left, like water waves, slowly shook. A beautiful girl like a flower came into view.

The phoenix eyebrows and beautiful eyes, in terms of facial features, are also stunning, although compared with the fairy in the clouds, it is slightly inferior, but the skin is surprisingly good, and it can be broken by blowing, just like a newborn baby.

The spiritual pressure on this woman's body was as if there was nothing, but whether it was Lin Xuan or Mo Xuesong and his wife, they could see at a glance that the other party was an immortal cultivator in the clutch period, the legendary first female cultivator in Yunzhou. "Thank you seniors for saving your life. Mo Xuesong hurriedly saluted Meng Ruyan, and the expression on his face was extremely respectful.

Meng Ruyan nodded, but Daylight looked at Lin Xuan's face, and in the depths of her eyes, there was a faint look of surprise, she saw the scene just now.

Lin Xuan is only in the late Yuan Infant stage", but with a gesture, he forced Mo Xuesong and his wife to the extreme, and this cultivation strength, even if it is not as good as himself, is not much different. How is it possible, there is obviously an insurmountable gap between Yuanying and Clutch.

Seeing that Meng Ruyan ignored herself, Mo Xuesong was worried, and looking at this situation, she and this guy surnamed Li also knew each other nine times out of ten.

The couple looked at each other, and their faces were miserable.

It turned out that the other party was really pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, so I said, how can there be such an anti-heaven figure among the monks of the Yuan Dynasty, and the other party must also be an immortal cultivator in the clutch period.

"Lin Daoyou, although I can't talk about Taiyin, but I have known each other for hundreds of years, his disciples and grandchildren are in trouble, I can't turn a blind eye, can I give Ruyan a face and let them go. "Hehe, the fairy is polite, $$; since he intercedes for them, there is no reason to allow it. A smile appeared at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth. From the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to have a bad relationship with Tianqiaomen, and the appearance of Dream Ruyan can be said to be right in the middle.

Seeing that Lin Xuan agreed so quickly, Meng Ruyan was also a little strange, the other party's supernatural powers were comparable to clutch, it stands to reason that he should have a little temper, and he agreed to let the two of them go so easily, could it be that Lin Xuan had already recognized himself? ”

Mo Xuesong and his wife were overjoyed, and they hurriedly bowed to Meng Ruyan, kowtowed respectfully, and then turned to Lin Xuan and saluted: "Li ...... Senior Lin, it used to be my husband and wife, thank you for not caring about the villain, and the younger generation is here to make amends for your sins. ”

"That's it. Lin Xuan waved his hand, with his city mansion, turning his face was naturally like turning a book: "Mo Daoyou doesn't need to blame himself, after all, as you said, killing people and robbing treasures in the immortal cultivation world is nothing at all, the so-called don't fight and don't know each other, in fact, for Tianqiaomen, Lin Mou admires it from the bottom of his heart, and maybe there will be something to borrow in the future." ”

"Seniors, you are too polite, accept the grace of evil and not kill, if you can get the place of the younger generation in the future, you will definitely go to the soup in the next place, and Tianqiaomen will always be a friend of the seniors. Mo Xuesong said respectfully, a moment ago, the two sides were still alive and dead, but at this moment, they seemed to be extremely harmonious, after all, they were great immortal cultivators who had lived for hundreds of years, and their thickness of face had reached the point of being extraordinary.