After a slight hesitation, Meng Xuan's palm still fell on the shoulder of the cloud ghost tooth, only to make his body tremble obviously.

However, Meng Xuan's palm did not try to slap him to death, but pulled out a sick qi to alleviate his symptoms, and with a flick of two fingers, two sick qi were injected into his body, making the hidden dangers in his body even stricter.

The symptoms of Yun Ghost Tooth decreased slightly, he saw the scene in front of him, and he could hear the sound in his ears, and then he saw Meng Xuanzheng seeing him with cold eyes, and said coldly: "Your current situation, only I can save you in the whole world, you are the son of the sect, I will not kill you today, but you have to swear not to tell everything, otherwise I will make you worse than dead......"

"I swear!"

Yun Ghost Tooth immediately raised his palm and swore an extremely vicious oath, for fear that Meng Xuan would change his mind.

Seeing him swear so reluctantly, Meng Xuan's face showed a hint of disappointment.

"As the son of the master, if you keep being proud, I will still look down on you, and now ......"

Meng Xuan sneered, shook his head, ignored him anymore, and instantly escaped his sword and chased after the mad eagle.

Yun Ghost Ya's face changed, and all kinds of feelings of loss, anger, helplessness, and sadness alternately floated on his face.

Cloud Ghost Tooth sat on the Dharma Boat in a daze, his expression distorted and complicated.

"Genius and waste are only in the middle of the line......"

I don't know when, in the distant sky, a black shadow flew over in a hurry, but it was a small sedan chair, about two people, black iron for the bone, brocade forging for the curtain. On the sedan curtain, there are large peony flowers embroidered, and no one carries the sedan chair. Then it flew automatically. After seeing the cloud ghost teeth, the sedan chair stopped, and someone in the sedan chair spoke, sighed softly, and continued to fly forward.

Compared to the Cloud Ghost Tooth and the Immortal Sword White, Meng Xuan's heart was heavier if he wanted to kill the Crazy Eagle.

Outside Qingquan Village, he wanted to rob and kill himself. Later, he even provoked Huashan Tong and put himself in danger in Zhaoyang County.

After I found out what happened. He had already decided to kill him, not to mention hiding with his tail between his legs like a dog, but he jumped out again to join forces with these people to surround and kill him.

This man must be killed!

Ladder footwork plus lightning strike void method. Meng Xuan's degree was almost twice that of an ordinary cultivator's sword.

And the Wild Eagle just escaped less than tea time, and it was easy to catch up with him.

It is true that after chasing the tea time, I have already seen the wild eagle fleeing in a hurry.

"Crazy eagle, you have repeatedly harmed me, take your life......"

Meng Xuan roared, grabbed the thirty-three swords in his hand, lightning struck the void, and added again. Chased after the Eagle.

"Ahh......h

The wild eagle only trembled in fright, and his crotch was wet, and he fell from the air.

"Thirty-three swords. Go!"

Meng Xuan was in the air, chasing quickly, and with a loud shout, the thirty-three swords hanging beside him suddenly flew out several flying swords, like lightning. drew out a dazzling spiritual light, and stabbed straight towards the mad eagle.

The frightened mouth of the wild eagle let out a series of meaningless strange screams. In a hurry, he struck out all his defensive magic weapons to prevent the sword light from approaching.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Under the stabbing blow of the fierce sword of the Sword Lake, the defensive magic weapons of the Crazy Eagle Zi behind him were shattered one after another, but he also took the opportunity to escape.

"Whoosh ......"

Meng Xuan slammed into the void to chase, his body swept past the fragments of the mutilated magic weapon, and those few sword lights automatically flew back to the thirty-three swords, at this time, Meng Xuan was already only a hundred zhang away from the wild eagle, but he still had to continue to chase, because of the distance of a hundred zhang, although the flying sword could reach, it could not cause effective damage, and the disease could not bounce so far.

"Senior Brother Crazy Eagle, what's wrong with you?"

Just when the mad eagle felt that Meng Xuan was approaching him and was almost scared to pee for the second time, a golden cloud appeared in front of him.

Above the golden clouds, there were four or five disciples under the Giant Spirit Sect, but they were concerned about the safety of Huahezhou and drove the clouds to catch up.

The strength of this group of Giant Spirit Sect disciples is a cut below that of the Wild Eagle, and they are driving the clouds, and the degree is a little slower.

"The senior brothers of the Giant Spirit Gate save me......"

The wild eagle screamed, almost crying out with excitement, and while screaming, he stabbed his head towards the golden cloud.

"The thief is after ......"

After the disciples of the Giant Spirit Sect were stunned, they immediately saw Meng Xuan chasing after the Crazy Eagle Son, and his face changed greatly, and he painted a spirit talisman. It's just that the distance between the mad eagle and Meng Xuan is too close, and after their spirit runes are sacrificed, in order to prevent hurting the mad eagle, they all deliberately wait for a while, and after the mad eagle flies on the golden cloud, they all drink and cast spells to forbidden.

However, when Meng Xuan saw this scene, he had already desperately exhausted all his true qi, and in an instant, the thunder on his legs was magnificent, and he rushed over again, and when the disciples of the Giant Spirit Sect were about to ban it but did not succeed, he had already rushed over.

"Get out of here!"

Meng Xuan flew in a hurry, and with a thunderous shout, thirty-three swords slashed out in an instant.

"Whoa......

A sword slashed out, but the sky was filled with sword light.

There were at least eight flying swords, under the guidance of Meng Xuan's mind, separated from the thirty-three swords, attacking every disciple of the Giant Spirit Sect.

"Not good!"

The giant spirit disciples sensed the endless ferocious aura on the flying sword, and they were so frightened that they had no choice but to use spirit runes to resist the sword light.

There was a clanging of the clanging spirits, and the Giant Spirit Sect was not injured by the flying sword, but they were also slashed by this sword, and Meng Xuan passed directly between them, and his legs stepped a few steps in the void, and he had already rushed behind the mad eagle and slashed down with a sword.

Sensing the sword light coming, the mad eagle only howled miserably in fright, waved his hand and unfurled a big flag, hunting fluttering, and the wind howling.

This is exactly the magic flag he once tried to use to stop Meng Xuan, it can play a gangfeng, and it is indeed extraordinary.

However, no matter how strong the magic flag is, it also needs to be controlled by someone, if the mad eagle is firm and his true qi is strong, he will naturally be able to wave the power of the magic flag, but he has been frightened at this time, and he doesn't even dare to look directly at Meng Xuan.

"Drink ......"

In Meng Xuan's loud shout, a sword slashed out, instantly scattering the three weak and powerless Gangfeng.

Seeing his majestic appearance, the mad eagle was even more frightened, and he threw the magic flag directly, and ran away without looking back, and Meng Xuan easily chased after him, how could he escape?

"Smack!"

The wild eagle swung a sword backwards, but it couldn't stop Meng Xuan's sword light at all, most of the sword light was blocked by him, but there was still a part of the sword light that hit his vest, and he spit out a mouthful of old blood in the air, and his body fell down like a bird with an arrow, and Meng Xuan also untied the wind magic array, fell headfirst sharply, and chased him down.

After passing through two or three clouds, the scenery below is also revealed, but it is a dilapidated altar, which is a hundred zhang wide, built on a deserted island, which looks simple and has a sense of magnificence, and there are all kinds of traces of swords and fires, as if there are often people fighting on the altar, next to the altar, there are more than a dozen broken stone statues.

"Dianjiangtai?"

Meng Xuan suddenly realized in his heart that this was another relic of the East China Sea Holy Land, the Ancient Point Jiangtai.

It is rumored that this platform was built by the ancient Emperor Xuanyuan, after unifying Kyushu, when he commanded his subordinates and prepared to conquer the extraterritorial world.

Now the altar has been damaged and has lost its function of worshipping the heavens, but such a place has become the place where the disciples of the East China Sea Holy Land Xianmen fight for the battle method, and the ancient chessboard quota battle once every twenty years is held on this platform.

Although the mad eagle was hit by some sword light, he had not completely lost the ability to control spells, but he was not thrown to death, and when he was more than ten feet above the ground, he had already controlled the wind resistance array, and his body slid forward, and he was about to fly up again and continue to escape. However, Meng Xuan had already rushed towards him in a hurry, and the thirty-three sword thunder light in his hand was condensed, and he was about to kill him with one sword.

"Crazy eagle, you have repeatedly offended me, conspiracies and tricks are endless, you are really a shameless villain, this point of Jiangtai is the place where the heroes of Xianmen fight for the battle, today I will teach you to die on the point general, and it can be regarded as treating you well......"

In the roar, the thunder light on the thirty-three swords gathered more and more, shining and dazzling, like a god descending.

"Don't ......"

"Meng Xuan, it's me who is wrong, I shouldn't mess with you, please spare me......"

"I'll kowtow to you and admit your mistakes, you must not kill me, otherwise our Crape Myrtle Immortal Sect elders will not let you go......"

The wild eagle wailed for a while, sobbing all over his face, his bowels were blue with remorse, and he wished to really kneel down and beg for mercy.

"It's ...... late"

Meng Xuan drank vigorously, and the sword light that lingered with thunder light leaked down from the air and rolled straight towards the mad eagle.

However, at this moment, suddenly a loud shout sounded: "What a fierce puppy, how dare you hurt people in front of the old man......"

With a heavy drink, an old man in a golden robe and a long beard flew over from the distance, and before he was far away, a flash of lightning had already shot out.

What he cultivated turned out to be the Thunder Method, but compared to the Thunder Light condensed by Meng Xuan, it was different.

The thunder light condensed by Meng Xuan was snow-white and dazzling, blazing and amazing, but the thunder light from the old man was white and faintly stained with a red thread, and from a distance, it showed a faint red. (To be continued)

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