Looking at Gu Xuan'er with a grinning face, Xu Ming felt helpless, and shook his head slightly, for this simple-hearted, simple and lively Qingling girl, she can't discipline and cheer at will like treating Gu Hu, Gu Li and others.

After all, as the granddaughter of the patriarch of the Gu Clan's Lingzhai and the patriarch of the Liquid Extreme Realm, Gu Xuan'er still enjoys many privileges, not to mention, Gu Xuan'er's personality is very likable.

"Stop, there's someone ahead!"

Suddenly, Xu Ming's expression was slightly condensed, looking at a stone forest in the distance, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and he shouted loudly, and his body shook, like a breeze, quickly catching up with Gu Xuan'er and protecting him behind him.

"Haha...... , finally waiting for the little doll of the Gu clan Lingzhai!"

"Yes, yes, it is not to be underestimated that we can detect our existence......

Xu Ming had just protected Gu Xuan'er in front of him, and more than a dozen black-shirted figures appeared from the stone forest in the distance, and two of them were middle-aged, all of whom were masters of the Liquid Transformation Realm.

"Wu's Spirit Village!"

"It's the Wushi Spirit Village, who dares to cross the line and invade our domain!"

Seeing the crowd of people who appeared in the stone forest in the distance, Gu Hu and Gu Li, who followed up, their faces changed, and they shouted in shock and anger.

Wu's Lingzhai and Gu's Lingzhai are close to each other, in order to compete for more mountain areas, there have been many conflicts, and the relationship is extremely stiff.

"Haha...... , the little rabbit cubs of the Gu Clan's Lingzhai, when they meet our Wu's Lingzhai team, they deserve to be unlucky, and they don't come forward to die!"

Looking at Gu Xuan'er and the others, who were weak but had no fear, the middle-aged man in the Wushi Spirit Village, after giving a look to the people on the side, he let out a long laugh when he looked up to the sky, extremely wanton and arrogant.

The people of the Wu Lingzhai clan, who had received the hint from the leader of the Liquid High Realm, under the leadership of the master of the Liquid Initial Realm, immediately shook their bodies, divided into two columns, and flanked Xu Ming and the others.

"Elder Xu, don't hurry up, he, they're here!"

Seeing the movements of the Wu Lingzhai clan, Gu Hu, who struggled to squeeze into the middle of several people, exhaled in panic and shouted at Xu Ming.

"You pay attention to safety later, and I will first entangle the liquid high realm powerhouse in the Wushi Spirit Village!"

Looking at the ancient tiger who exhaled in panic, the faint cold light flashed from the bottom of his eyes, and then, turning his head to Xu Ming, he commanded in a deep voice, and immediately greeted the people of the early stage Wu clan who rushed from the left side to outflank him.

"Hmph, you didn't run away!"

Looking at Xu Ming, who was blocking the road, the Wu clansman who had stepped into the initial realm of chemical liquid for five or six years, snorted coldly in his mouth, and his face showed a cruel look with a long sword, condensing a black mang, and slashing horizontally.

"Sneer......"

The black mang's training attacked, Xu Ming flicked his fingers, and in an instant, a bright golden mang, the thickness of a little finger, cut through the space, and in a sneering sound, he greeted the sword light of the sword more than two zhang away.

In the next moment, the condensed black mang, hit by the golden mang's finger, like a piece of window paper, popped the ground, it was actually pierced by a finger, and then, in the shocked gaze of the Wushi Lingzhai warrior, the lightning also seemed to leave a blood-red hole in his forehead.

"Bang!"

Xu Ming, who used a divine power to destroy the enemy, pushed forward with one palm, sending out a wall of golden light, shattering the remaining strength of the sword light that slashed and slashed, turning into nothingness.

"Huh?"

The death of the elder of the Wu clan's Lingzhai, the middle-aged leader of the Liquid High Realm, was the first to react, shocked by Xu Ming's strong finger power, he couldn't hold his composure anymore, let out a loud shout, his body rolled, and he pounced towards Xu Ming.

"Ju dare to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger in front of this seat, and accept his life!"

"Whew!", "Whew!"

......

Xu Ming, who killed the Elder of the Wu's Lingzhai Primal Realm, didn't care about anything else, but danced with his ten fingers, and once again shot out a series of strong fingers, killing the Wu's Lingzhai people who were surrounding Gu Xuan'er and the others one by one.

"Uhh

With Xu Ming's care, Gu Xuan'er, Gu Li and others, who were fighting with more than ten clansmen in Wu's Lingzhai, had greatly reduced their pressure, however, just after breathing a sigh of relief, a miserable howl suddenly sounded.

Gu Xuan'er and the others turned their heads to look, but they saw that Gu Hu's chest was suddenly pierced by a stick of energy, and it seemed that Xu Ming's finger strength had not had time to be stopped.

With the help of the encounter in the Wu Clan's Lingzhai, Xu Ming quietly determined the fate of the ancient tiger.

Immediately afterwards, in the astonishment of Gu Xuan'er and the others, several air-breaking finger forces wiped out the remaining Wushi Lingzhai clansmen in the field one by one.

"How daring!"

Seeing that Xu Ming waved his hand, he wiped out the Lingzhai clan with his fingers, and the middle-aged leader of the high realm of the liquid was even more tyrannical, and in the midst of loud shouts, he smashed down with heavy sticks from afar.

"Death to this seat!"

"Bell ......"

In the next moment, but listening to a loud bang, the sonorous sound of gold and iron resonating, the momentum of the sky was swept away, and it was Xu Ming, who was holding a treasure long sword, and the heavy stick smashed by the middle-aged leader of the Liquid High Realm.

"Wait for him to retreat, and I'll lure him away!"

Xu Ming, who had been subjected to a strong impact and had never come up with a secret technique, intended to use the pressure of the high realm of the liquid to hammer and forge the eleventh form of the "Heavenly Illusion Sword Technique", and stepped back beyond Zhang Xu.

Then, Xu Ming, who didn't turn his head, gave a loud command, and immediately pounced on him again, leading the hunting leader of the Wushi Lingzhai Chemical Liquid High Realm to fight towards the stone forest in the distance.

"Brother Xu Ming, be careful!"

Looking at Xu Ming and the two of them, who were gradually moving away and moving while fighting, Gu Xuan'er, who suppressed the death of Gu Hu and was slightly frightened, shouted to Xu Ming's figure.

Immediately, as if thinking of something, Gu Xuan'er took out a gray and white cloth bag from her cuff, and then, without hesitation, in her mind, she had already taken out a two-inch tall simple tube.

"Tweet ......"

Suddenly, Gu Xuan'er ignited the thread of the wooden tube, and in an instant, in a long chirp, a bright firework soared into the sky, bursting out of a brilliant spark.

This is a first-aid tube, which is quite precious, only a few people can get one, and as the granddaughter of the patriarch of Lingzhai, Gu Xuan'er naturally has such treasures.

With the gorgeous colored flames in the sky, I believe that it will not be long before the people of the Gu Lingzhai clan within one or two dozen miles nearby will arrive one after another, and the blooming of the colorful flames means that the important clansmen of the Lingzhai are in distress.

......

"Boy, where to run, die quickly!"

The middle-aged leader of the Wushi Lingzhai Liquid High Realm who had the upper hand, and the team he led could be said to be completely destroyed by Xu Ming's hands, and he was extremely angry and hateful in his heart, and from time to time he swept and smashed out a series of sharp sticks.

"Heavenly Illusion!"

Looking at the middle-aged man of the high realm of chemical liquid that was smashed again, Xu Ming's eyes flashed with a cold light, and the treasure long sword held in his left hand carried a whimpering sound like a ghost crying wolf.