Middle-aged in purple robes, as soon as the cold sound fell, the two big men beside him bent down and slapped the ground angrily. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A stone wall thirty meters high and thirty meters thick, under the shaking of the earth, suddenly broke out from behind everyone, accompanied by a loud roar, erected on the avenue between the two mountain peaks, blocking everyone's retreat.

Xie Lingyun was shocked, looking at the purple-robed middle-aged man who walked slowly with a cruel face, rushed to the stone wall behind him with an arrow step, swung a fist, and blasted away, but under a dull buzz, the stone wall did not move at all.

The purple-robed middle-aged man looked at this scene coldly, and under the playful smile on the corner of his mouth, he waved his hand, and the sky suddenly changed color, and a big hand that reached the sky fell from the sky like a moon, with the agitation pressure of swaying in all directions, slapping at everyone, the palm fell slightly, and the terrifying majestic pressure on it made everyone feel like a thousand catties, and it was difficult to move.

"Quick, help me..."

Xie Lingyun shouted, raised her hands, and an invisible spirit cover, with Xie Lingyun as the center, spread wildly around, until everyone was enveloped in it, and then the momentum of spreading stopped.

Listening to Xie Lingyun's shout, all the disciples in the foundation building period drank loudly, and under the operation of spiritual power, all of them were injected into the spirit cover, and suddenly the spirit cover with a glowing scalp flashed a layer of silver light, as if it was plated with a layer of silver armor.

"Hmph... Carving insect skills, dare to shoot in front of me..."

The purple-robed middle-aged man snorted coldly, and his hands that slowly waved down suddenly slapped down, and at the same time, the huge palm in the sky also fell under the plutonic young man's beat, with a loud sound that shook the earth and shook the earth, and slapped fiercely on the silver light curtain.

In an instant, three of the nine disciples who were in the early stage of foundation building were violently shaken, bleeding from seven holes, and fell to the ground.

The purple-robed middle-aged man smiled fiercely, raised his palm, and shook it again, and two more disciples screamed, vomiting blood and falling to the ground.

All the disciples in the silver spirit shield had their faces like ashes, covering their bleeding ears, looking at this scene, the deafening rumble that echoed in the spirit shield was like a sharp blade drilling into the ears, cutting their eardrums and making them miserable.

At this time, the purple-robed middle-aged man waved his hand again, and the four personal disciples screamed, spit out a mouthful, and fell to the ground, while Xie Lingyun, who was supporting alone, had bitten her silver teeth red with blood, and her hands were trembling and persevering.

But without the help of the disciples of Zhuji, the silver light on the spirit cover disappeared in an instant, and at the same time, a crack in the shell spread across the entire spirit cover with lightning speed, only to hear a click, the spirit cover shattered.

The whimpering echoed, and I saw Xie Lingyun screaming miserably, and the three-color phoenix bird that loomed behind her suddenly shattered as she spurted out a mouthful of blood, turning into a little spot of light and spilling it on the ground.

The shattering of the spirit shield also made Chang'an Xiaoqi and the others pale one by one, as if they had been hit hard, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Almost just as this big handprint slapped on a few people, the purple-robed middle-aged man suddenly waved his sleeves to disperse the handprint, took out the lock spirit nine from the placket, and grabbed the other one in the air, and the nine pro-disciples who fainted to death dragged out long traces on the ground, and came to the purple-robed middle-aged man, and were directly put on the lock spirit nine.

"Elder Han, the strength of these nine people to build a foundation is quite useful, please..."

As soon as the purple-robed middle-aged man's voice fell, the two people behind him who had not moved, suddenly walked out, glanced at the purple-robed middle-aged man with a smile and said, "Although I didn't make a move, I accepted this love... But..."

Speaking of this, the big man surnamed Han suddenly pointed to Xiao Qi and Ruoyu who were caught in Chang'an's hands, and said with a deep smile: "This mountain spirit clan, and this female baby of the body of Yuanyin, I also want it..."

As soon as this person's voice fell, the big man standing behind, as well as the middle-aged man in purple robe, frowned at the same time, his eyes flashed a trace of coldness, but he instantly regained his composure, and said with a light smile: "Elder Han, your appetite is a little big, the value of these two people is..."

The big man surnamed Han interrupted the purple-robed middle-aged words impatiently, and snorted coldly: "Don't pretend, these two people, and these nine foundation building dolls, I want it, and I will be on your side in three years..."

"Really?" The purple-robed middle-aged man suddenly became excited, and looked at the other party excitedly.

"That old guy is too ruthless, I don't want to be used by him, although your foundation in the Xuanxiao Sect is unstable, but at least you are a person who keeps his promises..."

"Well... With Elder Han's words, where can I send you Qu Yang..."

The purple-robed middle-aged Qu Yang turned sideways slightly excitedly, nodded deeply to the big man behind him, and under the other party's reply, he waved his sleeves and grabbed it, Xiao Qi and Ruoyu screamed, and suddenly flew over, and the moment they were taken to lock Lingjiu, the anger, uneasiness and fear in their eyes were instantly filled with confusion.

"No...... No.... Little Seven ..... If it rains...."

Looking at Xiao Qi and Ruoyu who left with the big man surnamed Han, Chang'an burst into tears and called heartbreakingly, but how could Xiao Qi Ruoyu, who had already been taken to lock Lingjiu, be familiar with the hoarse call that came into his ears.

"Elder Ye, the rest ....... But I'll leave it to you, remember not to play too late, I'll be waiting for you at Nishidingshan, Shidaokou..."

Qu Yang looked at the middle-aged surnamed Ye who walked to the side, took out the lock Lingjiu and handed it over, who knew that the middle-aged surnamed Ye laughed lewdly, shook his head and said: "I don't need this thing, after playing, I will kill them..."

Looking at the back of the middle-aged man surnamed Ye walking towards Xie Lingyun, Qu Yang glanced at it lightly, put away the lock Lingjiu, and faintly disappeared into the clouds behind him.

"Let's go... Let's go..."

Staring at the crying Chang'an and a group of disciples with dead faces, Xie Lingyun wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, staggered to her feet, and under the operation of the spiritual power in her body, the middle-aged man surnamed Ye who came over raised his eyebrows, stopped and smiled faintly.

"Don't waste your efforts, in my eyes, you are just an ant with a lot of strength..."

Xie Lingyun half bit her bloody lip, frowned, and with a resolute look in her eyes, she suddenly turned around, waved her hands violently, and a majestic thrust emerged, only to see Chang'an Lin Jiaxin and their bodies rolling towards the peaks on both sides uncontrollably.

Thinking that Xie Lingyun would attack him, the middle-aged man surnamed Ye looked at the figures in the green cloud peaks on both sides, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and he bent his fingers to Xie Lingyun, who was about to wipe his neck with a sword, and smiled fiercely, and walked towards Xie Lingyun, who couldn't move.

Until he walked in front of Xie Lingyun, the man surnamed Ye looked up and down at Xie Lingyun's bumpy and convex rhyme, as well as the delicate face that was stained with mud and blood, but had a poignant meaning, and chuckled: "You really think you can save them?..."

As soon as the words fell, looking at the intense anger in Xie Lingyun's beautiful eyes, a trace of strangeness suddenly flashed in the eyes of the man surnamed Ye, and then with both hands, a complex magic seal was made, only to see that in the moonlight, his shadow was wriggling in bursts, one was three, and with a strange murmuring sound in his mouth, the two split shadows suddenly rose from the ground, and in a very short time, he transformed into a person exactly like the man surnamed Ye.

Seeing that the anger in Xie Lingyun's eyes was suddenly replaced by despair and monstrous hatred after these two virtual bodies appeared, the middle-aged man surnamed Ye couldn't help but put down his hands that pinched his fingers, and said in a deep voice: "The woman is brought back alive, and the man is killed... Go for it..."

Chang'an was grief-stricken, with tears in his eyes, his clenched fists were bloody, like crazy, his eyes were blood-red and beating the giant tree in front of him, venting the anger in his heart over and over again.

Just when Chang'an's fist landed on the tree again, a miserable scream suddenly came from behind him, which made Chang'an turn his head violently, and suddenly saw the disciple who was blown into minced meat under the punch of the middle-aged surnamed Ye.

This scene made Chang'an's hatred come out unstoppable, staring at the middle-aged man surnamed Ye who was chasing other disciples in the distance, pinching the law in his hand, spitting out a water sword, passing through the forest, and going straight to the young man surnamed Ye.

What Chang'an didn't expect was that the man surnamed Ye, who was originally extremely strong, didn't turn back violently until the water sword flew five meters away from his body, and under the bombardment of a punch, the water sword immediately shattered, turned into a splash, splashing everywhere, making Chang'an's heart pound and say: "Build the foundation..."

This punch not only made Chang'an see the power of the middle-aged punch surnamed Ye, but also made Chang'an sense the middle-aged cultivation breath of the surname Ye, which was different from the monstrous coercion he felt before.

After a short stunned moment, Chang'an seemed to understand that the middle-aged man surnamed Ye in front of him was just a doppelganger, and the hatred in his eyes not only did not decrease, but became more intense, looking at the disciple who fled frantically, Chang'an roared violently, and roared: "Come on, come on, kill your grandfather...... One day, I, Chang'an, will definitely set foot on the Xuanxiao Sect and kill you and all the others..."

The middle-aged man surnamed Ye, who ignored Chang'an, was about to chase after Lin Jiaxin, who was about to escape, when he heard Chang'an's last words, he seemed to touch a certain string in his heart, and his eyes shot out a monstrous cold and killing intent, and he came straight to Chang'an.

Chang'an sprayed another sip of water sword, and his head would not run into the green mist, buying time for others to escape.

The middle-aged surnamed Ye, who can't fly, can only chase with his legs, although he is faster than Chang'an with a fan sword on his back, but whenever he is about to catch up, he is separated by the water sword spewing out of Chang'an's mouth and the extremely fast sleepy nail, not only that, but with the help of the terrain of the mountains and forests, every attack is avoided by Chang'an with a big tree as a shield, so that his desire to kill Chang'an has reached the point of madness.

Just when the middle-aged palm surnamed Ye was raised again, he suddenly found that his cuffs were dissolving at a speed visible to the naked eye, and that scene was like the erosion of the years he had experienced, which was shedding his last year and becoming old, and this time was the green miasma in the mountains and forests with visibility of less than ten meters.

"Poisonous ..." The middle-aged man surnamed Ye was shocked in his heart, and under the look of horror, he suddenly burst back backwards, and the stinging pain that suddenly appeared on the palm of his hand made him can't help but look over, and suddenly found that the poisonous gas actually made his skin tear countless small wounds, and the green mist that penetrated into it made his blood like boiling water, and instantly cut off the control of his opponent.

The poisonous mist flowed into his body along the blood, causing countless thick hairs with green blood to appear on his whole body, his heart was frightened, and his eyes were frightened, and the middle-aged man surnamed Ye took a deep look at the back of Mo in the green mist, and ran down the mountain without looking back.