Chapter 209: Chasing Soldiers

At the same time, Ling Su continued to look at the people opposite, except for the old man who was the leader, the remaining four people were all middle-aged, among them, three men and one woman, the woman, was quite beautiful, wearing a fox fur robe, looking very graceful and luxurious, and beside the woman, there was an elegant scribe, her face was very white, and she was also dressed in Confucian clothes, but she had a little more pure and natural bearing than the old man. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 At the same time, on the other side, there are two big men with hair, the two of them have very similar faces, both have long leopard heads and ringed eyes, tall figures, dark skin, and they look like brothers.

Especially one of the black-faced men, who had the hottest temper, listened to what the old man said, and immediately shouted loudly: "Big brother! It's all at this time, what do you have to say to him, anyway, this kid can't survive, let's beat him to death quickly, so that we can ask for a reward from Master Ji!"

Unexpectedly, the old man didn't think so, turned to look at Ling Su again, still didn't rush to make a move, and still said unhurriedly: "Little doll! The old man is the most knowledgeable in his life, and when he saw you just now, he felt quite spiritual, if it wasn't for the entrustment of others, it would be impossible to accept you as an apprentice today! It's a pity that your fortune is approaching, and it will be difficult to escape death after all, and the old man will allow you to commit suicide when you meet each other, and promise not to hurt your Yuan Shen, and after you are reincarnated, you can still enter the Tao and recultivate, I don't know what you think?"

Ling Su immediately laughed after hearing this, as if he had heard the most ridiculous thing in the world, his eyes stared at the old man coldly, and the contempt in his eyes was obvious!

Although these five people were assigned by Ji Wuwu to hunt down and kill Ling Su, they didn't know that Ling Su was a disciple of the Baiyun Sect, and thought it was a loose cultivator of which family, the old man was originally self-reliant in his identity cultivation, and thought that it was a great grace to give Ling Su a chance to commit suicide, but he didn't expect that Ling Su not only did not appreciate it, but laughed, and immediately provoked him to be furious, and scolded sharply: "Little doll, what are you laughing at?

Ling Su suddenly stopped laughing, and replied coldly: "What a shameless old thing! You actually asked me why I laughed? I laughed at you for living a life in vain, and you were so stupid! Although I Ling Su is not very old, I have seen a few arrogant people, but it is the first time I have met such a whimsical person as you, and you dare to force me to commit suicide without being ashamed, and I am not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue!"

The old man's casual cultivation in this Shandong area also has a slight reputation, and he originally came from a seniority, but when he heard Ling Su finish speaking, he was already trembling with anger, and stretched out his hand to point at Ling Su and scolded: "You! You are so bold! The old man has good intentions, but you are so humiliated, if the old man does not break your body into thousands of pieces with his own hands, you will not be a human being!"

After the old man said that, he still couldn't get rid of his hatred, and then said to the four people around him: "This little beast is really perverse, none of you should interfere! The old man has to capture him with his own hands, and then refine him into a puppet, and his heart will always burn his body, and he will never be able to live forever!"

While speaking, without waiting for the four people to agree, he directly shook his hand and aimed it at the top of Ling Su's head, and spilled a piece of spark. Each of those sparks had a bean laughing, and at first glance it looked like the wick of an oil lamp, but when it fell into the air, it actually grew when it saw the wind, and in an instant, it joined together to form a huge cloud of fire.

Ling Su was also slightly startled when he saw that the fire cloud was coming, overwhelming the sky and the momentum. But then he laughed secretly, and said in his heart: "This old guy actually wants to attack with fire, but unfortunately he doesn't know that before on Tianlin Mountain, my Silver Jiao Sword has been refined by the Five Aggregates Xuanhuo, if he attacks me with something else, his cultivation is not weak." I'm still a little scared, but I just used this fire cloud to fall into my arms!"

Ling Su turned his mind around, and saw the fire cloud rolling over, pointing directly at it, and spit out the word "disease" in his mouth, and saw the silver sword turn into a silver light, and slashed the fire cloud in the air.

The old man had already seen the purity of the sword light of the Silver Jiao Sword, and he had already been careful before he made a move, but he didn't expect that Ling Su would directly control the flying sword and kill it without concealment, which suddenly made him feel despised and immediately wanted to encourage Zhen Yuan to teach Ling Su a lesson.

Who knew that his fire cloud, just about to press down, met Ling Su's sword light, the two suddenly met, only to see Ling Su's sword light as fast as a flying arrow, around the fire cloud, that fire cloud was actually like a piece of tofu has been separated in half.

The old man never dreamed that Ling Su's Silver Jiao Sword would be able to restrain his scorching sand, especially the sword light contained an incomparably scorching aura, which was even hotter than his fire cloud!

The old man was immediately taken aback, only then did he understand how powerful Ling Su was, and knew that it would be difficult to restrain Ling Su by himself, and if he wanted one bad, he would be killed by Ling Su on the spot, so he hurriedly shouted "not good" and then hurriedly withdrew, wanting to join his other companions.

I regretted it even more in my heart, I shouldn't have played a trick just now, boasting that Haikou had captured Ling Su alone, but this time instead of showing my face, I lost face and ended up embarrassed.

At the same time, Ling Su saw that the fire cloud was cut open by the silver Jiao sword, and then looked at the old man's panicked appearance, he smiled coldly in his heart, and with two fingers, the silver Jiao sword suddenly accelerated, and when the old man was surprised, it suddenly flew out, stabbing the old man like lightning.

The old man saw the silver sword attacking rapidly, and he didn't care about the fire cloud that was cut in half, so he quickly took out a bronze mirror from the treasure bag on his waist, pushed it with his hand, and spread a cyan light curtain in front of him.

But he didn't guard against Ling Su's silver sword was extremely sharp, although his bronze mirror had been refined more than ten prohibitions, quite a lot of wonderful uses, but in a hurry, it could not be fully activated, and Ling Su's sword light was heavy and urgent, and before the old man was prepared, he had heard a sound of "bang", and the light curtain was directly smashed.

The old man exclaimed, and he didn't have time to dodge, at the same time, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in Ling Su's eyes, staring at the old man and waving his hand, activating the sword technique, the silver sword flew like a dragon, and it turned out to be a direct strangulation stunt.

He knew that this old man's cultivation was not weak, if he hadn't underestimated the enemy just now and was a little careless, he wouldn't have been forced into a desperate situation so easily.

This opportunity was fleeting, Ling Su refused to let it go easily no matter what, his face was solemn, and there was no mercy in his heart, he urged the Biyun Sword Technique to the extreme, and he was about to kill the old man in one go.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, when he was about to succeed, a faint voice suddenly came from behind the old man: "Boy, Ann dares to commit murder, don't stop me!"

Then, as the words fell, a white light as white as snow shrouded from above, just protecting the old man, almost at the same time, Ling Su's silver sword collided with the white light, and suddenly a golden iron bell rang, and then the white light, just swaying, actually blocked Ling Su's momentum.

Ling Su was slightly startled, and the silver sword was also slightly stunned, and the old man had already taken the opportunity to withdraw a few zhang away after a slight delay, and joined the four people who came from behind, Ling Su wanted to pursue it again, but it was too late. (To be continued.) )