The middle-aged man's words made Xiao Qingfeng's expression froze. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Little Ah Que is his savior, and he must be saved. Moreover, although Xiao Qingfeng does not feel that he is a good person, it has always been his code of conduct to repay kindness.

But this middle-aged man was mysterious and unpredictable, comparable to Brother Jindan, which made him hesitate a little. Is it worth wading into this muddy water for the sake of Xiao Aque? Compared with the safety of one's own life, which is more important?

His brain was spinning, and almost in the blink of an eye, he had a choice.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Qingfeng stepped forward and took a step, the sword in his hand pointed directly at the middle-aged man, and shouted coldly: "I am a true disciple of the Yuanyang Sect of the Righteous Dao, how can I let the evil demons do evil here!

The eldest husband does something and does not do anything, and cultivation has never taught people to be turtles with shrunken heads. There are some things that are really more important than life. Even Xiao Qingfeng himself felt that such a choice was a bit stupid.

After finishing speaking, Xiao Qingfeng turned his head to look at the woman in red, and said, "Fairy, this demon is doing evil in your Love Demon Palace, what choice does the fairy want to make?

The woman in red shook the red silk in her hand, a chill flashed in her eyes, and she said coldly: "Don't provoke me, any demon who is haunting my Love Demon Palace has only one end, and that is death!"

"That's just right. ”

The corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and a smile appeared on Xiao Qingfeng's face. To be honest, Brother Jindan's deterrent power was too great, if it weren't for the lingering concerns about the middle-aged man, and the woman in red by his side, he really wouldn't dare to face the middle-aged man directly. Even if you want to save Xiao Ah Que, you must have to think of another way.

Glancing at the middle-aged man who had been watching coldly with a sneer, Xiao Qingfeng proposed to the woman in red: "Fairy, why don't we temporarily abandon our previous suspicions and join forces to kill demons?"

"Hmph!" snorted coldly, and the woman in red answered Xiao Qingfeng's question with practical actions.

But seeing her figure flashing, the red silk in her hand shook, and she attacked the middle-aged man directly, leaving only one sentence in the air: "You have too much nonsense!"

It's a long story, but in fact, from Xiao Qingfeng's opening to the woman in red's action, it was only a short time.

Counting the breath time, in the eyes of a real master, is already a long time. But it's very strange that the middle-aged man didn't do anything in the past few breaths, just quietly watched Xiao Qingfeng and them talk. Even Xiao Qingfeng's words that pointed the finger at him were expressionless.

And it wasn't until the woman in red made a move that he finally reacted, and said in a cold voice: "The two juniors are not small! ”

As he spoke, the woman in red was attacking. The red silk, which was not long, suddenly became longer at this moment, and the originally soft red silk became like a spear, and it hit the middle-aged man's face with a majestic momentum.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the middle-aged man stared at Hong Aya without much change in expression, nor did he make too many movements. He just shook the yin-yang mirror in his hand. As if muttering to himself: "The death of the white light lord is unpredictable!"

Suddenly, a white light shot towards Red Aya.

Snort!

In an instant, a piercing sound sounded. The red silk in the woman in red suddenly softened, and the white light shot towards the woman in red unabated.

"Be careful!"

Seeing the white light, Xiao Qingfeng instinctively remembered the power of the Yin-Yang Mirror, his pupils shrank, and he hurriedly shouted.

At the same time, he quickly pinched the trick with his left hand, quickly pointed towards the middle-aged man, and then slashed out horizontally with the sword in his right hand backhand, instantly completing the coordination between the fixing seal and the sunset style.

This perfect cooperation is the strongest killing move in Xiao Qingfeng's life. He believed that his style would definitely make a contribution, even if the opponent was a five-rank god.

Xiao Qingfeng's side was extremely fast to cast a killing move, and the woman in red on the other side was also very fast.

It's just that no matter how fast she is, she can't shine fast with the light, and in the end, the white light still shines on the left arm of the woman in red. In an instant, the originally ruddy face of the woman in red turned pale, and her left arm froze in the air.

Swish!

When the woman in red was injured, the sword of the Yuanyang Sword in Xiao Qingfeng's hand had already swept to the body of the middle-aged man. With a happy face, Xiao Qingfeng's speed suddenly accelerated, and he cut directly across the face.

Holding the sword in his right hand and stopping his figure, Xiao Qingfeng's face was not happy, but his brows were furrowed. At this moment, the body that he had sliced across turned into a little starlight and dissipated into the air.

His footsteps withdrew slightly, the sword in his hand turned, and Xiao Qingfeng was holding the hilt of the sword in his right hand, concentrating calmly, and looking around vigilantly.

He knew that Fang Cai's sword did not seriously injure the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man's speed was so fast that he left a phantom in place. And what he slashed was just a phantom.

This also shows that his imprint did not have much effect on this middle-aged man.

It's just that he is very strange at one point, when he cuts horizontally, it seems to really hurt the middle-aged man at first, and then suddenly there is some emptiness.

In this regard, it should hurt the middle-aged person. It's just that how could he be so fast? If it was really that fast, how could he be hurt?

With doubts in his heart, Xiao Qingfeng glanced at the woman in red, but saw that his left arm had basically recovered, but his face was still a little pale.

"I really underestimated you two juniors! Yes! It's really good! It's really interesting?"

Almost instantly, the middle-aged man's voice sounded again. Xiao Qingfeng turned his head to look, but saw that he was holding a yin-yang mirror in his right hand, standing at the tip of the old locust tree, overlooking Xiao Qingfeng and the three of them.

At this time, the middle-aged man has changed slightly from Fang Cai, his momentum is not as aggressive, and his divine power is not as majestic as Fang Cai. It's as if all of a sudden the repair has become a big loss.

With a tap of her toes, the woman in red jumped to the same line as Xiao Qingfeng, her originally pale face eased a little, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared at the middle-aged man and sneered: "You have a lot of things to underestimate, if you have the ability, you will report your name, so as not to be killed by this fairy after a while, and you don't know who you killed." ”

"This god Yao Mountain God!" The middle-aged man was not afraid, and directly reported his name.

"Yaoshan Mountain God?" The red-clothed woman's expression changed slightly, she looked the middle-aged man up and down, and chuckled: "It is rumored that thousands of years ago, the Yaoshan Mountain God stole the treasure of Lingyun Hall and absconded, but that is you?"

"Yes, it's the gods!"

Nodding, Yaoshan Mountain God did not deny it. And when he said this, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. In his heart, the death date of Xiao Qingfeng and the two had been determined.

Yaoshan?

Xiao Qingfeng didn't know where Yaoshan was, nor did he know what was special about it. But this was the second time he had heard Yaoshan. I still remember that in the year of its establishment, Bingling of the East China Sea Palace said a trip to Yaoshan a hundred years later.

A hundred years later, the trip to Yaoshan? What is this Yaoshan place?

"There is one thing that the fairy is very puzzled, the treasure you stole back then is this yin-yang mirror? Oh, by the way, you should be taking away, the sequelae have not been eliminated, right?"

The woman in red ignored Xiao Qingfeng's thoughts, rolled her eyes, and asked. As she spoke, her fingers moved slightly, and bits of blue light flashed on her fingers.

When dealing with the attack of the woman in red, the mountain god of Yaoshan used the yin-yang mirror in his hand. In response to Xiao Qingfeng's attack, he chose to dodge.

Although this is a small detail, it was discovered by the woman in red.

Let me ask, if the Yaoshan Mountain God is really a five-grade god, comparable to a Jindan monk, how could he choose to dodge?

If it was really the Jindan monks, their reaction would only be a little. That is, with absolute strength, the two of them were strongly suppressed. The majesty of the master is inviolable, in any form.

It's like two Qi refining juniors want to challenge them, they will only hit them hard with one palm, so that they know the gap in cultivation, and know that some people cannot be violated, instead of dodging such negative means.

For the words of the woman in red, the middle-aged man's face remained unchanged, and he said with a smile: "The little girl knows a lot, yes, that treasure is the yin-yang mirror in the hands of the god, and the sequelae of the god have not been eliminated, but it is easy for the god to kill you!"

Unexpectedly, the mountain god of Yaoshan actually answered this question very calmly. This made Xiao Qingfeng feel a bad feeling in his heart. The more this is the case, the more it shows the awe-inspiring killing intent in the heart of the mountain god of Yaoshan Mountain.

"Anyone will say that today this fairy wants to slaughter the gods. ”

Although she said this, the woman in red did not move, as if she was just talking about it. And in the place where the mountain god of Yaoshan couldn't see, he pinched the trick slightly in his hand, and then pointed a little towards the ground.

"Then let's try it!" said the mountain god of Yaoshan disdainfully, "By the way, let me remind you, this god has already killed you! Today, if you let you escape, this god will judge himself." ”

"Kill!"

The answer to him was Xiao Qingfeng's sword and the red silk of the woman in red. They all understand that now is the time to do it quickly. If the middle-aged people really solve the sequelae, I'm afraid they won't be able to escape if they want to.

The reason why they talk so much nonsense is because the woman in red needs to arrange some means, and Xiao Qingfeng just happened to see some clues.

The two foundation building juniors went to counterattack a five-rank god comparable to a Jindan monk, and they felt incredible just hearing this. However, Xiao Qingfeng and the two of them are doing such a thing.

Of course, they are not crazy, nor are they stupid, and they are not dead.

Because he knows one thing, this middle-aged man's divine power cannot be restored, and if he uses some, he will use less. Coupled with the fact that he has sequelae, I really don't know who killed the deer!

As the true disciple of the great sect, whether it is Xiao Qingfeng or the woman in red, he has arrogance. Being able to kill a five-rank god comparable to a Jindan monk made me feel inexplicably excited just thinking about it.

The reaction of Xiao Qingfeng and the two made the middle-aged man frown, and a trace of anger appeared on his face.

The majesty of the master is not to be provoked, and the behavior of Xiao Qingfeng and the others completely angered him. He was already awe-inspiring with murderous intent, but at this moment, he calmed down, but the chill in his eyes was even worse.

What the Yaoshan Mountain God thought, Xiao Qingfeng and they didn't pay attention to it.

Xiao Qingfeng held the sword in front of him, stabbed straight away, and at the same time shouted in his mouth: "Fight!"

The woman in red was behind, her right hand shook the red silk, her left hand pinched the trick and pointed a little, and an invisible sword qi went towards the middle-aged ****.

Looking at the movements of Xiao Qingfeng and the two, the middle-aged man's expression froze, his whole body condensed, the yin-yang mirror in his hand shook, and there was a loud sound, and suddenly a red and white pillar of light rose, enveloping the middle-aged man.

Snort!

Snort!

A few piercing sounds sounded, and the light of the pillar of light flashed out several times, but after all, they still blocked Xiao Qingfeng's attack. Not only that, but the pillar of light finally counterattacked, and with a shock, it directly bounced Xiao Qingfeng and the two of them away.

After the pillar of light bounced Xiao Qingfeng and them away, they did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but turned into a little starlight and dissipated in the air as if they were silent. After the pillar of light disappeared, the figure of the Yaoshan Mountain God became slightly blurred, as if he had consumed too much, and the momentum of his whole body also decreased a lot.

Looking at the changes in the middle-aged man, the woman in red chuckled: "I thought it was a five-grade god, but I didn't expect it to be an impostor, no wonder!"

The divine power on the middle-aged man was originally very strong, making people think that he was a five-rank god, and even Xiao Qingfeng and the woman in red were deceived by him. But after those two blows, most of the middle-aged man's divine power disappeared, and at this moment, the aura on his body was not even different from that of the six-rank gods.

Not annoyed by the secret, Yaoshan Mountain God said very calmly: "How can the grade of this god be discussed by juniors!

As soon as the words fell, the yin-yang mirror in his hand flickered, and suddenly a white light shone towards the woman in red. In his heart, the most difficult thing is the woman in red. Although Xiao Qingfeng is powerful, he is injured and there is no need to worry.

Looking at the middle-aged man's movements, Xiao Qingfeng and the woman in red changed their faces, and when they were about to dodge, a layer of golden light suddenly rose on the ground. The reticle rises, effortlessly blocking the white light that shoots out.

Before Xiao Qingfeng and the others could react, an old voice sounded in the air again, which was extremely similar to the original voice of the old locust tree: "Yaoshan, stop! You should have dissipated, why struggle!"

"Grandpa Tree, are you Grandpa Tree?Grandpa Tree, where are you?" Before Xiao Qingfeng could react, on the sidelines, Xiao Aqi, who had been watching from the sidelines, suddenly shouted loudly.

"Nonsense, this god is the god of Yaoshan Mountain, Yaoshan does not fall, and this god is immortal. How could this god dissipate?" the mountain god of Yaoshan Mountain, who had been calm all along, suddenly shouted angrily at this moment.

The old man's voice sounded again: "Are you really the mountain god of Yaoshan Mountain? No, you are not, since you stole the treasure of Lingyun Palace, you are not." You don't know what a god is, you don't understand what a god does. So, you are not a god, you are just Yaoshan, not a god of Yaoshan. ”

"Impossible!" Yaoshan Mountain God didn't believe it at all, and said with a calm face, "Old fellow, don't think that you don't know if you hide in the old locust tree." You are the most insidious of the gods compared to the directness of the gods!" )