Lan Feng glanced at Ji Mingjie lightly, didn't answer his words, turned his gaze, looked at the middle-aged man in a dark green robe, and said coldly: "Are you going to occupy the territory of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect?"

When the middle-aged man heard Lan Feng's words, he didn't look at him squarely, after all, this kind of mortal couldn't get into his eyes. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he said to Ji Mingjie: "This mortal you want to take away is afraid that he will die here today." ”

"The seniors are merciful. Ji Mingjie's face turned pale, nodded at the middle-aged man, and then turned to glare at Lan Feng, and scolded angrily: "What kind of thing are you, you dare to question the palace master of Yufu Palace?

Lan Feng sighed and shook his head: "I didn't expect the dignified Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master to be so low and small, it's really disappointing, I feel sad for the warrior who just died bravely for the sect." ”

As soon as these words came out, all the disciples agreed, although Lan Feng was a mortal, he could say what they didn't dare to say, and the eyes they looked at Lan Feng also became respectful.

This kind of respect has nothing to do with identity.

"You ......" Ji Mingjie was so angry that he couldn't speak, his eyes showed a fierce light at this time, and he wanted to slap Lan Feng to death with one palm, but he couldn't do this, he finally found a furnace that met the requirements, how could he just give up his efforts?

The middle-aged man pursed his lips and sighed, "I really don't understand this kind of person, what are you doing with him? I'll kill him for you." ”

But just as he was about to make a move, a cold aura came to his face, he looked around, his eyes suddenly condensed, and he squinted: "This is ......"

Ji Mingjie also seemed to notice that something was wrong, and when he looked up, his expression immediately became strange, and there was a black thorn ball with cold light floating in the void, and a blue and purple lightning occasionally flashed on it, making a creepy stabbing sound.

His heart sank, and when he turned his head, he saw Lan Feng's weird smile.

"You...... You are not mortal. ”

Lan Feng smiled, his face became hideous, his eyes flashed, and he said lightly: "Split." ”

"Click!"

The blue and purple lightning rushed out of the black thorn ball in an instant, and its speed had exceeded the range that could be observed by the human eye, and the middle-aged man in the dark green robe had no time to react, so he was struck by the sudden purple lightning on the top of his head, and the whole person was as black as charcoal, and his expression became sluggish.

Wisps of black green smoke came out of his seven orifices, which was completely different from his empty posture just now.

"I'm rubbing! Lan Feng is not a mortal!"

"How can this be? I didn't expect him to be so powerful, I said he was here at the time, will he remember it?"

"Do you remember the two disciples who lived with him before? At that time, it was rumored that it was because those two people said a few words about him, but there was no evidence, and now the truth has finally been revealed, and I am sure that he killed him. ”

Ji Mingjie's face was like ashes at this time, the moment Lan Feng made a move, he already knew in his heart that all his efforts for so many years had been in vain, and he didn't have much longevity left, if he couldn't find a suitable furnace within a hundred years, his path to cultivating immortals would end here.

The middle-aged man, named Jiang Qian, was the palace master of the Yufu Palace. He is a cautious person, he has coveted the basin where the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is located for several months, but because the qualifications for the establishment of the sect have not yet been approved, he often comes here to go around, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is heavily guarded, he has done everything possible to inquire for a long time, and finally found out the general situation of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

When he knew that the cultivation of the head Ji Mingjie was still one stage lower than him, he was finally relieved, and after he had the qualifications to create a sect, he immediately attacked.

Unexpectedly, a mysterious master suddenly appeared out of thin air in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and what he didn't expect was that he, a head who called for wind and rain and was not afraid of thunder and lightning, was actually split by thunder.

Sure enough, he swept away, and there were indeed many monks on the field who covered their mouths and snickered, including the disciples of the Yufu Palace behind him, and a few of them had red faces.

Jiang Qian coughed lightly, patted the ashes on his body, gritted his teeth and said, "You rabbit cub, you actually slashed the thunder on the head of the deity, looking for death!"

As he spoke, he slapped his waist, and the cyan cane was instantly in his hand, but just as he was chanting the incantation, there was a sudden "click", his expression froze, he raised his head suddenly, and the purple light flashed, directly slashing into his eyes.

"Ahh

Ji Mingjie's face was already cloudy at this time, he had never seen such a decisive person.

Even if you include yourself, in this case, you will not directly blind the eyes of others. But Lan Feng didn't have a single superfluous word, he used his strength to explain everything.

Lan Feng stared indifferently at the blind Jiang Qian, his expression was as usual.

The face of the disciple of the Yufu Palace sank, and two people quickly came to Jiang Qian's side and held him up.

The remaining dozen or so Jindan stage monks all took off the cane on their waists and aimed them all at Lan Feng.

Lan Feng's face didn't make a wave, and his eyes were calm: "Do you want to be like him?"

Everyone in the rain palace looked solemn, but no one dared to be the first to make a move, holding a rain stick and circling in place.

At this time, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect also exploded.

"It's over, I've also told him, but who knows that Lan Feng is a master, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger in our sect?"

"Phew, how can you call a master by his name?"

"I feel that he should not be so stingy, otherwise, how could he have died two, surrendering anyway is death, it is better to support our own people." ”

"You're right, Senior Brother Lan, come on, I believe in you!"

"Senior, the fate of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect depends on you!"

......

"Don't you dare to make a move?" Lan Feng sneered, retracted the black thorn ball in the air, the thorn ball lay quietly in his hand, exuding a bright metallic luster, his eyes showed emotion, and he shook his head: "Hundreds of years have passed, you are still so easy to use." ”

One of the Rain Palace disciples narrowed his eyes and winked at the other.

The disciple nodded, put the rain staff behind him, and began to recite the incantation silently.

The dark clouds in the sky gradually gathered, and there was a rumbling thunder.

A cold light flashed in Lan Feng's eyes, and with a slight wave of his hand, more than a dozen Jindan stage disciples all flew out, dying of anger.

At this moment, Ji Mingjie was already stunned.

A monk, without reciting a spell and without pinching any tricks in his hand, can kill more than a dozen Jindan monks out of thin air, this is really a master among masters.

So his own life, in his eyes, is nothing.

After all, in the cultivation realm, the master is respected.

Ji Mingjie was terrified, and he began to feel ridiculous about his unreasonable behavior in the past.