"Humph!"

An old voice came from not far away, and a white-haired Taoist walked over, he looked at Ximenqing, and there was a hint of hatred on his face.

"This is a place where only people from the Demon Sect will appear, and you were sent away from here, obviously a person from the Demon Sect, and I will now replace the people of the world's martial arts to eliminate the harm. ”

Ximenqing glanced at the other party: "Old man, you have nothing to do when you are full, come here to find trouble with me?"

Shut up!

Without waiting for the white-haired old Taoist priest to speak.

The four elders of Lingshan had already come to this person, bowed and saluted: "Master, why are you here!"

Lao Dao snorted coldly: "Today, the Demon Sect is gathered here, and we righteous sects should have taken the opportunity to kill the people in the Demon Sect." ”

He paused, looked at Ximen Qing, shook his head and said, "You were originally a promising person, but it's a pity that you joined the Demon Sect, don't blame Lao Dao for being ruthless." ”

Ximenqing was silent for a long time.

raised his head and sneered: "Old fellow, you don't come to this set, your Lingshan Sect is not a good place, even if I am not from the Demon Sect, you will take the opportunity to take my life, but unfortunately, you forgot one thing." ”

Lao Dao's face changed and said, "What do you mean?"

Ximen Qing slowly stretched out his arm and said coldly: "We martial arts people have to rely on this to speak." ”

By this time, the words had already been spoken.

Lao Dao stopped talking, and walked in front of Ximenqing in a few moments, and slapped it with one palm.

The martial arts of the Lingshan School are light, ethereal, and unpredictable.

As the head of the Lingshan faction, Lao Dao's palm is not only ethereal and mysterious, but also his own profound skills, this palm shadow in the sky has a terrible power, wherever the palm wind goes, the stones are broken, and even the two small trees with the thickness of water bowls behind Ximen Qing are broken by the waist.

"That's all!"

Ximen Qing snorted coldly, slammed forward half a meter, and slammed out with a punch.

Bang!

Lao Dao's body instantly retreated four or five meters, and he looked at Ximenqing in disbelief.

"It can't be!"

Ximen Qing smiled slightly, and said lightly: "Old man, no wonder your Lingshan Sect is still famous today, you are really weak." ”

In an instant, Ximen Qing's body appeared in front of the head of Lingshan again, and the powerful force drove the muscles of his right arm to tremble continuously.

Boom!

His right fist had already unceremoniously slammed into Lao Dao's chest.

"It can't be!"

Lao Dao's face showed a painful expression, and he could feel that his sternum should have broken two, and all his internal organs were hit by a powerful force. The whole person fell backwards five or six meters and fell to the ground fiercely.

Under the cold moonlight, Ximenqing's upper body was white and short-sleeved, spotless.

Quietly looked at Lao Dao: "You still lie there! Because you are just a low-level subordinate." And my strength has reached the middle of the ground level, and I can guarantee that if you stand up, I will definitely kill you. ”

Lao Dao's face was full of anger, he gasped for breath, and suddenly passed out.

Ximenqing smiled and nodded, and said, "Is this about the same!"

He paused, looked at the people around him, and sneered, "Next, who's next?"

If it's just now.

No one cared about Ximen Qing's words at all, but although the head of the Lingshan Sect was not one of the ten elders in the world, he was also a veritable prefecture-level master, but he was quickly defeated by him.

When everyone looked at Ximenqing, their eyes changed.

At this time, Wang Ye also fell beside Ximenqing, and said with a smile: "These people don't need you to make a move, just leave it to me." ”

The two men looked at each other.

Wang also nodded vigorously.

Ximenqing has already understood, and the other party knows that he is a strong outsider.

Although the Eight Needles of the Heavenly Dragon are wonderful, after all, it is the potential to persecute Ximen Qing, causing his body to burst out with ten times and twenty times the usual strength.

But the more this happens, the greater the sequelae.

The reason why Ximenqing is so anxious to challenge the surroundings is precisely because he doesn't know how much his body can support.

Wang Ye had obviously seen this problem, so he asked Ximenqing to pull out the silver needle.

The two of them were hesitating, when a dazzling light suddenly flashed in the distance, as if a terrible thunder had fallen from the sky.

Subsequently.

Two figures suddenly flew from a distance, and following these two people, there was a bright silver light that could not be ignored.

This is?

Ximen Qing's pupils contracted suddenly, and this sword was full of terrifying power, not so much sword light, but thunder in the sky, sweeping together with light and sword qi.

He couldn't help but be surprised.

"Thunder Sword Technique!"

Looking at the battlefield again, the two people who escaped were almost in a desperate situation, and thanks to another small forest not far away, they didn't want to go directly into the grove.

But Jianmang then followed.

The edge passed, the trees were shattered, at least five or six big trees were in the sword light, fragmented, and even a hundred years old tree collapsed, and this sound alone made people feel frightened.

The two figures suddenly flew upside down from the woods and slammed to the ground.

The two swords in the hands of the two people, one long and one short, had been broken in half, and there were dozens of wounds on their bodies, large and small, and blood was splashed, which was unbearable.

Ximenqing shook his head.

Because, these two people are the Linghu brothers and sisters.

One man, one sword.

Slowly walked out of the woods.

"Brother and sister Linghu, your brother and sister serial sword is very strong!"

Luo Fei saw a slow pause, and his voice became hoarse and terrifying: "It's a pity that my Thunder Sword is stronger. So, you can die. ”

Ling Fox Jian raised his head in a breath, he looked at Luo Feijian, and then at his sister.

There was a hint of determination in his eyes.

"You wait. ”

Luo Fei snorted coldly when he saw it: "The people of the Demon Sect, everyone can be punished, and I will not show mercy to my subordinates." ”

Ling Fox Jian smiled bitterly and said, "I don't blame you for killing me." But my sister only joined the Demon Sect because of me, and she has never hurt anyone, so please let her go. ”

Ling Huxiang couldn't help but be shocked, and clenched her brother's arm hard, tears already flowing.

Luo Fei looked at Linghu Jian, and suddenly sighed: "You brothers and sisters have a deep affection, but it's a pity that you make a wrong step, a wrong step, whether it's you, your sister, or the people of the Demon Sect here, all of them will die." ”

On the contrary, with Ling Hu Jian, Ling Hu Xiang reluctantly stood up, pointed at Luo Fei with half of the sword in his hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "Big brother, we don't ask for him, at most one death." ”

Luo Fei nodded, and then said lightly: "Don't worry, Ximen Qing and these people will accompany you soon." ”

A complicated expression appeared on Ling Fox Jian's face.

Eventually, he raised his head, stared at Luo Feijian, and said something that people couldn't understand.

"Luo Fei, your mortal enemy is not our Demon Sect, why do you have to kill us!"