As soon as Wu Yuan came to the rescue, she saw the scene of the head falling to the ground. Suddenly, his heart was cold, and the helper he finally invited was killed by him.

Thinking of this person's identity again, my whole body couldn't help but tremble, even if it was myself, I didn't dare to kill him!

She pointed her sword at the man in front of her, her eyes spewing angry flames, intending to kill him with her eyes.

Then he threatened: "Do you know who he is, he is the son-in-law of the Wang family, which means that he will inherit the Wang family in the future." You actually killed him, and when the people of their family come over, ten of you will not be enough to die. ”

Yan Xinghui did his best just now to use the fatal blow just now, just to solve this trouble.

However, with his current strength, it is really reluctant to drive the mid-grade flying sword, and the blow just now has consumed more than half of the spiritual power in his body, but Wu Yuan has not solved it yet.

However, he still gritted his teeth, fixed the Zhongpin Flying Sword in the air, and grinned: "It doesn't matter, if there are more lice, it is not itchy, and if there are more debts, you don't have to worry." An enemy chasing and killing is also a hunting, and now what if there is another one. It's you, think about what to do next, do you want to follow in his footsteps, or do you plan to put down the magic weapon, let me tie you up, and spare your life. ”

"You ......" Wu Yuan pointed to his nose, and he was angry, and when he saw the medium-grade magic sword parked in the air, he looked like he could kill himself anytime and anywhere.

"Hmph, don't throw it away, see how I clean up your little life. After speaking, the blue flying sword in the air flew over with a "whoosh", extremely fast.

Wu Yuan only had time to raise his sword and a strand of hair fell from his head.

"What's the matter, to let it go or not to let it go? If you don't let it go, I'll be a real killer. Yan Xinghui roared at her.

Wu Yuan was so frightened by the killing god in front of him that he didn't dare to move anymore, so he had no choice but to throw the magic weapon on the ground, looking like he was at his disposal.

Yan Xinghui didn't believe that she would be so obedient, so he turned the Zhongpin Flying Sword and pointed it at her head, and then released a rope-like magic weapon to bind her tightly.

Only then did he bend down, picked up the white-robed young man's storage bag, shook it in his hand, and suddenly remembered something: "Miss Wu, just now you said that the members of their family were nearby, right? In which direction? How many people are there, how is their cultivation?"

"Now you know you're scared?" Wu Yuan saw that Yan Xinghui had no intention of killing her, and her heart slowly calmed down, and as soon as she heard his question, her slightly pale and immature face flashed with a hint of mockery.

Yan Xinghui replied indifferently while opening the storage bag: "What am I afraid of? It's not that I'm worried that you will fall into their hands, I can't explain it to you, Sister Wu Di." Well, this guy on the ground doesn't mean anything good to you. He came with you, probably to find the Sky Flying Eagle Egg. And you came with him stupidly, and when he got the Sky Flying Eagle Egg, it was time to kill people and kill them. ”

"Hmph, it's you who have bad intentions, I'm in the same breath as their family. Wu Yuan frowned, and her tone was not good.

"Oh, yes, at least I won't hurt your life, and besides, I told you to go a long time ago, but you don't want to go. You have the intention of taking me back with your own hands, so that you can take credit in front of your family! Don't think I don't know. That's what you called him, that's what it means. Yan Xinghui was quite speechless at the unworldly, but arrogant Heavenly Spirit Root Monk in front of him.

Wu Yuan was said to his heart and was silent.

When the storage bag was opened, Yan Xinghui's eyes lit up, there were more than ten talismans in this storage bag, as well as five bottles of pills, one bottle was opened one by one, four of which were Jiling pills, and the other bottle was opened to see that it was yellow and transparent, and it smelled of a strong medicinal fragrance.

Wu Yuan's eyes were sharp, and when he saw the pill in Yan Xinghui's hand, he exclaimed: "Huiling Pill, the elixir in your hand is Huiling Pill." This dead ghost Wang Kaishu actually had the elixir of the Hui Spirit Pill on his body. ”

Yan Xinghui looked over, only to see that her face was full of desire and greed, and wondered, "Is this elixir very precious?"

"I can't communicate with you, this time I eat one spirit pill, and I can immediately restore one-third of the spiritual power of a mid-stage Qi cultivation monk, and three can restore my fullness, if it is in a fight, it is no different from having one more life. Do you say this elixir is expensive?" Wu Yuan's eyes flashed with a scorching light, and he couldn't wait to snatch this elixir and keep it for himself.

Yan Xinghui showed a sudden realization, and then stuffed a pill into his mouth with a smile, recovering his spiritual power, and Wu Yuan on the side was envious, jealous and hateful.

"Well, that's right, it's really worthy of the Huiling Pill, just one pill can restore nearly a quarter of my spiritual power. Yan Xinghui pursed his lips and savored the feeling of comfort just now.

"Hmph, if I hadn't sued you, you would have taken the treasure and treated it as a grass. Wu Yuan pursed her lips, envy and hatred.

"Indeed, here is the credit of my Miss Wu, come, reward you. He leaned over and tried to shove a rejuvenating pill into her mouth.

Who knew that Wu Yuan pursed her lips and muttered, "I don't need it now, you can put it in the storage bag for me." ”

"Oh. Yan Xinghui suddenly remembered something, and said, "I said that you are also a family, not only do you not have a junior and high-level fireball talisman, but you also don't have this spirit returning pill. What's going on with your family? Yan Xinghui asked with interest.

"You want to know?" "Of course I want to know. ”

"Phew, why should I sue you? Wu Yuan pouted at Yan Xinghui and ignored him.

Yan Xinghui found a boring one, in fact, this matter can be guessed without thinking about it, their Wu family just discovered a small spirit stone mine, and treated it as a treasure, Li Qin's share of Immortal City was almost robbed by Cuizhu Mountain, with their financial resources to buy these high consumables, then there would be no spirit stones to cultivate. Then I looked through the storage bag, in addition to dozens of spirit stones, a low-grade wooden magic sword, a jade slip of "Lingmu Emperor Land Decision", and a piece of skin-like leather.

I happily took this layer of leather in my hand, it was as thin as paper, soft, and pasted it on my face, just right, and there was no discomfort.

"Isn't that the baby I need the most right now? With this, I don't have to worry that others will recognize me in the future, and when I get out of this mountain, I will buy some beard and put it on, and Wu Yuan will not recognize me at that time. Yan Xinghui muttered happily.

As soon as Wu Yuan was mentioned, he began to have a headache again, he didn't know what to do, and when he got out of Yiyuan Mountain, he had to get rid of her, this burden was too troublesome.

After cleaning up the white-robed boy's storage bag, he remembered that this guy had other members nearby, so it was better to hurry up.

At the moment, he carried Wu Yuan and strode towards the mountains and forests.

Not long after Yan Xinghui left, a sixth-layer Qi cultivation stage monk led four Qi cultivation stage monks and one Qi cultivation stage fifth-layer monk to rush over.

This sixth-layer cultivator of the Qi cultivation period looked like a monkey with a sharp beak, tall and thin, and looked to be about fifty years old.

He saw the headless corpse lying on the ground, his eyes moved forward, and he saw a familiar head! Isn't that the young master Wang Kaishu?

"Which god killed the young master of my family. The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked monk was sad, and the old man with a sharp face pulled the old man, and the expression on his face was extremely cold and terrifying, and then his figure flashed, and he came to the headless corpse, and slowly picked up the head and put it on the corpse.

The monks in the back had different expressions, some with sad and angry faces, and some secretly gloating.

After a short period of sorrow, the sharp-beaked monk raised his right hand angrily and swore to the sky: "As long as I find out who killed the young master, no matter who it is, no matter who he escapes to the ends of the earth, I will chase him back, drain his soul and refine his soul, life is better than death." ”

After speaking, he asked coldly to the group behind him, "Do you remember that the young master walked with Wu Yuan?"

One of them, a fourth-layer young man in a blue robe, replied cautiously: "Uncle Yu, I remember that the young master and Wu Yuan were planning to clean up a guy named Yan Xinghui together. And this Yan Xinghui is the fugitive wanted by the Wu family in recent years. ”

"Well, that's right, Uncle Clan, I think their path should be in the direction of Li Qin Immortal City, Uncle Clan, or we will set up an ambush along the way and kill him in one fell swoop. The blue-robed young man who cultivated at the fifth level of Qi cultivation next to him spoke.

"Well, you each divide into two groups, chase them in different directions, and when you meet them, send a signal first, don't fight him to the death, just drag him down. Remembered. The sharp-beaked monk said coldly.

"Remember, Uncle Clan. The group shook their fists at him and disappeared in place.