"What? I didn't hear it wrong, did I?" looked at Ye Lingchuan, but his face was full of mocking smiles. "You mean, if you want to be alone, just clean up a few of us?"

"Today's young people really don't know the sky. The hunchbacked old man coughed twice, his eyes narrowed slightly. "You think we're all the way to those scraps?"

"Tsk, I was thinking of making out with my little brother, but now it seems that I'm afraid I'm going to kill you first. The bewitching woman said with a sneer.

"Yes," the corners of Ye Lingchuan's mouth curled. "I'm just interested in the spiritual treasure in your hands. ”

"Our spirit treasure?" the Taoist priest sneered, and just as he was about to continue speaking, he saw Ye Lingchuan's right hand raised, and the long sword stabbed at several of them. Looking at the gray sword light flying towards him, the hair on the Taoist priest's whole body exploded, and a life and death crisis suddenly erupted from his heart, and without hesitation, he bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of essence blood, and the whole person turned into a light smoke and dissipated in place, which was able to avoid the sword light. And the gray sword light castrated non-stop, piercing through a Jiedan monk who had no time to dodge.

Not far from the stone platform, the Taoist priest showed his figure, looking at the monk who had fallen straight upright, and his eyes showed a look of horror. He is in the middle stage of the Yudan, and it is not difficult to kill a monk in the early stage of the Yudan, but he will definitely not be able to do it as if he is doing it casually like the other party, looking at Ye Lingchuan, a trace of cold sweat flowed down the forehead of the Taoist.

Walking to the side of the monk who was not a monk, a light blue light flew out from the back of the monk's hand and landed on the back of Ye Lingchuan's hand. Looking at the orchid mark on the back of his hand, Ye Lingchuan tilted his head and looked at the few people who were scattered: "I escaped quite quickly." ”

Hearing Ye Lingchuan's words, the faces of the hunchbacked old man and the bewitching woman also became ugly. From the sword light just now, they also felt an extremely dangerous aura, and a trace of jealousy rose in their hearts. At this moment, the three of them glanced at each other, and the hunchbacked old man arched his hand towards Ye Lingchuan: "This matter is a misunderstanding, and it is not strange to hope that Taoist friends." ”

"Misunderstanding?" Ye Lingchuan smiled. "Do you think a misunderstanding can be solved?"

"Let's leave the stone platform. The hunchbacked old man glanced at the two beside him, and the other two also nodded in agreement.

"I just let you go, and now if you want to go, I'm afraid you'll have to pay a price. The corners of Ye Lingchuan's mouth hooked up a smile.

Hearing this, the Taoist priest's heart couldn't help but sink: "What do you want?"

"The spirit treasure in your hands, one for each person, even if this matter is revealed, how about it?" Ye Lingchuan touched his chin and said.

"Ridiculous!" the Taoist priest couldn't help but shout coldly. "Do you really think we're afraid of you!"

"Daoyou's behavior is a bit too deceitful. The hunchbacked old man's voice gradually became colder.

Ye Lingchuan glanced at the bewitching woman: "You mean that too?"

"The slave family is weak, so naturally they have to follow the two of them to advance and retreat together. The bewitching woman chuckled, and the mist of the beads in her hand gradually thickened.

"There's nothing to talk about. Ye Lingchuan shrugged his shoulders. "It just so happens that I don't want to give up those few spiritual treasures. ”

"Yes, then you will die!" The Taoist priest's face turned hideous for a moment, and the dust in his hand shook towards Ye Lingchuan, and countless filaments flashed with white light, sweeping towards him overwhelmingly.

At the moment when the Taoist priest made a move, the hunchbacked old man took a deep breath, and his originally rickety body swelled up in an instant, and he blew violently on the Ruyi in his hand, and a green hurricane roared towards Ye Lingchuan like a dragon.

And the beads in the hand of the bewitching woman spewed out countless clouds and mist in an instant, enveloping her, and the next moment she actually appeared behind Ye Lingchuan, with a golden and iron-like light flashing on her palm, grabbing Ye Lingchuan's head.

Looking at the offensive of the three of them, Ye Lingchuan pulled the corners of his mouth, and with a step on his feet, the whole person disappeared in place like a light smoke. And at the moment when he disappeared, the thousands of floating dust of the Taoist priest and the green hurricane of the hunchbacked old man swept in, enveloping the bewitching woman who showed her figure. Seeing the attack of the two, the bewitching woman's face also changed greatly, and she hurriedly blew on the beads in her hand, and a cloud of mist shrouded her again.

Dust and hurricanes bombarded the clouds without stopping, and a muffled grunt came from them. After the clouds and mist dispersed, the bewitching woman spat out a mouthful of blood, and her eyes were full of coldness. Just as she was about to open her mouth to speak, a voice crept from behind her.

"Do you have time to look elsewhere now?"

The bewitching woman's face was shocked, and she shot forward without hesitation, her right hand slapped back sharply, and her left hand sacrificed the beads in her hand, just when she was about to urge the spirit treasure, a life and death crisis suddenly rose from her heart, with instinct, the bewitching woman turned her head slightly, and at the moment when she just deflected, a gray sword light flashed past her ears. Seeing the sword light, the bewitching woman's pupils shrank suddenly, and her figure retreated sharply, retreating to the Taoist priest and the hunchbacked old man. Just as she was about to catch her breath, a piercing pain came from the left side of her body. Looking at her empty right body, the bewitching woman suddenly let out a terrible scream.

Looking at the arm that fell to the ground and twitched from time to time, Ye Lingchuan stretched out his hand and took the bead that spouted clouds and mist in his hand. Checking the beads in his hand, Ye Lingchuan's expression was a little regretful: "It's a pity, the mark is not on this hand." ”

"Kill him, kill him!" cried out the bewitching woman, covering her wounds, her eyes full of hatred.

"We can't keep our hands any longer, or we'll die!" said the Taoist priest, gritting his teeth.

Hearing the words of the two, the hunchbacked old man nodded solemnly, and at this time he suddenly regretted provoking this young man.

"Do it!" the bewitching woman roared, and a stream of blood gushed out from the wound on her severed left hand, turning into a bloody hand several feet in front of her, and then the bewitching woman took a step and merged into the bloody hand. At the moment when she blended in, the bloody hand trembled, and a woman's face appeared in the center of the palm, roaring and rushing towards Ye Lingchuan.

The Taoist priest slapped his chest violently, and spewed out a white air mass that landed on the floating dust in his hand. After spitting out the white air mass, the Taoist priest became sluggish in a blink of an eye, and even some of his hair turned gray, and after the floating dust was shrouded in this air mass, his whole body trembled, and he let out a buzzing sound, turning into a white light and shooting towards Ye Lingchuan.

Seeing the action of the two, the hunchbacked old man gritted his teeth, and actually crushed the Ruyi in his hand, and the originally swollen body shrank in an instant, and when it became even more rickety than at the beginning, the old man opened his mouth violently and spewed out a purple hurricane, which blew on the Ruyi fragments, and turned into a blue and purple dragon roaring.

Looking at the joint strike of the three of them, the corners of Ye Lingchuan's mouth hooked, and he suddenly slashed forward.

"Slash Tianyuan!"