The thin old man was in mid-air, and the sword in his hand had already swept down, killing the mount of the Heavenly Machine.

Turning into elbows and armpits, a dog eats, and immediately the person turned on his back and fell to the ground on all fours. This slamming slam touched several wounds on his body, and he grinned in pain.

The thin old man slashed his sword, and his thin and black left palm slowly stretched out, signaling the other four people to surround the Tianji Layman, and sneered: "The Tianji Layman, the one who knows the times is Junjie, tell the whereabouts of the Royal Bird, and the old man will let you live!"

"Haha, old horseman, if you hurt your grandfather Tianji, the royal bird will really never be found again, and when the time comes, Father-in-law Yu and others will blame it, and your Lingnan Sword Sect will be miserable!"

It turned out that since learning the origin of the people who besieged Huangfu, Dian Jing has used the power in his hands to find trouble with these people, and the Lingnan Sword Sect has a great cause, and it is the first to bear the brunt. After Huang Shang was sent to Fujian, the Lingnan Sword Sect was eager to open up new contacts and did what he liked, so he specially asked someone to bring back a well-trained parrot from overseas, which was called "Royal Bird" and wanted to dedicate it to the little emperor. This matter has been reported to Father-in-law Yu, which is quite praised, and Zhezong knows that this can only speak human words, and he is also looking forward to it. Seeing that he had won the favor of the palace, Feihuang Tengda was nearby, but unexpectedly, just two days ago, this royal bird actually disappeared.

traced all the way, and there was this scene in front of you. The Heavenly Machine's ability to escape for his life was extremely strong, but he still underestimated the importance of this imperial bird to the Lingnan Sword Sect, and in this persevering pursuit. I was caught.

After hearing the words of the Heavenly Machine, the five of them all changed their faces. Mo Xiaoyang gave the order to die. Be sure to bring the bird back in good condition. The crime of bullying the king is not a trivial matter, but they are high and high. Friends and relatives are inevitably implicated.

"Tianji Layman, our Lingnan Sword Sect has not offended Your Excellency at our own expense, we have left a line as a person, we will see each other in the future, and you don't have to live or die!" said the thin old man.

"Hmph!" the Heavenly Machine's eyes rolled, trying to find a way to get out. The nonsense of these people, he is willing to believe it, and it is good to say that he has not found the bird now, if he really finds it. I'm afraid that's when he dies.

His mind was racing, and his mind was so divided that one of them had already taken a step forward and pressed his flat palm to his chest. This person is the law enforcement elder of the Lingnan Sword Sect, and he has reached the peak of the poisonous sand palm in one hand, and he is extremely good at torturing people.

The rest of the people were also dazzled, and thinking of this person's methods, they became unworried about forcing the whereabouts of the bird.

At this critical moment. A few people suddenly heard a strange roar from under the ground not far ahead, and then they saw a piece of land protrude steeply, and countless dirt ashes flew out.

This kind of sudden incident made the law enforcement elder of the Lingnan Sword Sect stunned. The poisonous sand froze, and a figure was seen rising from the flying dust. Rao is that he is an executioner who kills without blinking. Seeing such a strange scene, I couldn't help but shudder. It was as if a ghostly aura pierced the spine. Subconsciously withdrew the poisonous sand palm and gasped. A step backwards.

By the time this strange roar came out, several other people had already noticed it.

His gaze shifted, and the thin old man exclaimed to himself, and shouted with insufficient confidence: "Who is pretending to be a ghost?"

There was no answer, the image of the person was a ghost, floating over without touching the ground, and the five people of the Lingnan Sword Sect were all frightened and retreated.

The Heavenly Monk was even more frightened, lying on the ground, unable to exert half of his strength at all, watching this ghost and ghost slowly approach.

The ghost was very fast, and it was already in front of them in the blink of an eye.

The Heavenly Monk bore the brunt of the attack, and he was so frightened that he closed his eyes directly, and kept praying to the gods and Buddhas of the Quartet in his heart, and he regretted it even more in his revenge plan.

The five members of the Lingnan Sword Sect leaned together, staring at the ghost in front of them. As far as the eye could see, a face covered with dust was revealing two cold rays of light, looking at them. Because of the darkness, messy ashes, and mud, everyone couldn't see each other's faces clearly, and they couldn't tell whether they were humans or ghosts.

A chill rushed up from their respective tailbones, and a clever voice in their brains said in a trembling voice at the same time: "Are you a human or ......a ghost?"

This daredevil, who scared everyone half to death, was the emperor who broke out of the ground, and his ears were extremely sharp, and he had already listened to everyone's conversations thoroughly. I was even more curious about the imperial bird stolen by the Heavenly Machine, but it was important to save people, so I flew out without thinking about it.

Huangfu underestimated how secretive the theory of ghosts and gods is to people in this era. At this time, I saw the expressions of several people, and there was a burst of dark joy in my heart. The Tianji layman, who was trembling all over his eyes, was even more dumbfounded, he really didn't expect this boastful bag to inquire about it, and he had such a "cute" side.

The emperor took a step forward, and the five people took a step back. Although several people were armed with swords, none of them thought of resisting. He was extremely disgusted with this Lingnan Sword Sect, and said coldly at the moment: "You guys are noisy and disturbing people's dreams here, don't you want to die?"

At this moment, the dusk is over, the earth is gray, and the night breeze is blowing, and the wind is shining.

Huangfu's murderous aura was overwhelming, and his cold voice seemed to have a strange power, listening to the ears of the five people of the Lingnan Sword Sect, they only felt that it was even more terrifying than the cold wind blowing on their bodies. As if pushed by an invisible pressure, the five of them invariably took another step back.

At this time, the Tianji monk woke up like a dream, and looked at the figure in front of him in a daze, feeling apprehensive, not knowing what to do.

The thin old man was the oldest, debuted early, and had seen the most of the world, so he came back to his senses quickly. Although he still can't figure out who the person in front of him is sacred, he knows that he shouldn't be speechless, and it seems that the Lingnan Sword Sect is a bad seed. Strengthened his courage, he sighed and said: "Who is Your Excellency, who dares to bully our Lingnan Sword Sect......"

Huangfu Yan Senran smiled, and naturally he would not show mercy to these disciples and grandchildren of Mo Xiaoyang.

Thinking about it, his body shook, and the bones after sleeping rumbled, and in the end, all the bones seemed to be connected in a string, squeezed together, and let out a final hiss, coming from the throat of the emperor. This voice made the hearts of everyone present begin to vibrate.

Huangfu was boiling for a while, and his whole body was comfortable, as if he had inexhaustible strength, obviously his skills had improved a lot during this time. If ordinary people get close to his body at this moment, I am afraid that they will not even be able to stand steadily, and that kind of power is really terrifying.

"The morning bell curtain drums, the tiger and leopard thunder. This is an important sign of the ancient Taoist Qi practitioner's cultivation to be profound.

Huangfu Yan suddenly sighed, slowly opened his eyes, and the edge of his whole body converged, returning to a simple and natural state. The deep and dark eyes are like two dry wells, without the slightest wave.

An afterimage flashed, five blood rays splashed, and the heads of several people from the Lingnan Sword Sect had already landed.

The sun is moving westward, and the wind is getting cooler. (To be continued.) )