Six-foot cold, sè light purple, with a compelling high temperature. This is not an ordinary flying sword, it is also an almost low-grade magic weapon-level divine weapon. Ordinary flying swords just hurt people with their sharpness, like the light purple sword light in front of them, containing high-temperature fire poison, how far away from Beggar, the spicy high temperature like a knife has burned Beggar's hair curly, this is definitely a magic weapon-level flying sword.

The greedy wolf sword swung out with all its might, and a black light fanned out.

There was a loud bang, and Beggar's body was shaken, and eighteen consecutive somersaults flew backwards more than a dozen feet away, staggering and falling to the ground, almost not falling on his stomach. His upper clothes suddenly caught fire, and the red flames rolled up, the two long eyebrows were burned clean, and the hair that had just grown was rolled up by the high-temperature flames, and it turned into green smoke with a few 'snorts'.

Cursing a few words loudly, a mist rose on the surface of Bei Qi's body, and the innate true water spirit enveloped his whole body with a piercing chill, and the fire on his body was suddenly extinguished. His five fingers were sore, and the greedy wolf sword was shocked by the huge force of the sword light, and he almost didn't fly out of his hand, but fortunately he held the hilt of the sword with a large silk hand with a continuous suction, otherwise the sword would not have known how far it had been smashed.

An exclamation came from the hall: "The kid is bold, don't die quickly!"

The light purple sè sword light that was shocked by Beqi's sword shrank back more than a foot away, and a layer of purple-red sè flames with a thickness of inches erupted from the sword light, and the sword light was like a fire dragon, chasing and killing Beqi with a compelling heat wave. But the sword light had just come out less than three zhang away, and a white light with a length of zhang had already come out of the oblique thorn and strangled into a ball with it. Nie Baihong, who opened his mouth and spewed out sword light, sneered: "Bold, in front of this sect, you actually dare to hurt the people of this sect, you Wei people are becoming more and more unorthodox." Today rì will teach you a lesson, you must be more restrained in the future!"

His eyes widened, and the thin white sè cold light in Nie Baihong's pupils erupted more than a foot away. The sword light he released was powerful, and suddenly a white light split into three white sword shadows, transforming into a network of light that firmly enveloped the light purple sword light. The three sword shadows shrank inward suddenly, only to hear a loud 'click', the light purple sword light was forced into pieces by the sword net, and countless thumb-sized purple sè light spots like a wandering warbler spilled out chaotically. The flames spilled on the ground, burning hundreds of fist-sized holes in the ashlar floor.

A hoarse voice came from the hall: "Which senior is here, please forgive me." The juniors dared to offend, but they really didn't know that the seniors were in person. ”

Nie Baihong just snorted coldly, beckoning Beqi and Yan Fu into the hospitality hall. Lu Chengfeng had already greeted him, and respectfully arranged Nie Baihong to sit on the most honorable throne, and he was busy inside and out, and the maids of Yanle Mansion walked in as quickly as flowers and butterflies, and sent the best fragrant tea and snacks and fruits.

Beg hurriedly glanced at Lu Chengfeng, asking him to greet Nie Baihong cautiously. Then he fixed his eyes on the ugly faces of several people in the hall. Sitting in the guest seat, it was obviously the leader of the Wei girl who had just teased Lu Chengfeng. It was a woman with a beautiful appearance, wearing a light green sè long skirt, generous and wealthy clothes, and a faint sense of everyone's spirit. It's just that although this Webster girl was born beautifully, her sharp eyes and too sharpened and pointed chin made her full of aggressive sharpness, and she was a little less cute and soft of a woman.

This is an extremely strong woman with a strong innate sense of superiority. There were eight old men standing beside her, all of whom were cultivators of the Innate Fetal Breath Realm. However, because of the relationship between the elixir and the elixir to fill the blood qi and replenish the jīng qi, their faces are not withered, their skin is bright and white, and the jīng is as strong as a young man. It's just that there is a trace of blood hanging from the corner of the mouth of one of the old men, and his ruddy face is a little blue, which is clearly a manifestation of being crushed by Nie Baihong's sword light and his spiritual sense.

But even if the right-hand guard beside him was taught a lesson by Nie Baihong, and his own guard begged for mercy, this woman was still so high, proudly holding her chin, looking down at the aura around her body faintly, revealing Nie Baihong, who had a unique omen of the Jindan Immortals. As for Beggar, who was looking at her, he was not looked at by her at all.

His eyebrows and hair were burned to the ground, and his upper body clothes were also reduced to ashes, and at this time, the appearance of Beqi, who was just wearing a cloak, was really ugly. He touched his bald head and glanced at the girl a few more times, and then asked with a smile: "Childe, what's going on? This girl wants to forcibly buy the iron ore and spirit stone veins on your fiefdom? ”

Before Lu Chengfeng could answer, the girl had already laughed out loud: "Interesting, really interesting." Frankly speaking, if Wei Shi opened his mouth, the iron ingots cast from Yan Legong's fiefdom and the spirit stones excavated would not be sold.

If you want to use these things to support your family, unless you can gnaw iron lumps and eat spirit stones. ”

"Presumptuous!" Nie Baihong snorted deeply: "The little woman slapped her mouth three times, otherwise she would blame the ruthlessness of the sword of this sect." ”

Don't beg to laugh, he took a few steps back and gave up the initiative here to Nie Baihong. is worthy of being the contemporary sect master of the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect, as soon as he said it, he pushed the girl to a dead end, either open his mouth, or he Nie Baihong would draw his sword and kill someone. Fierce gods and evil spirits also have the benefits of fierce gods and evil spirits, sometimes it is unreasonable, but it is the greatest truth. The big fist is the uncle, and Beg suddenly deeply understands the jīng essence in it.

The girl was obviously stunned by Nie Baihong, she opened her mouth, was silent for a while, nodded her sharp chin slightly, got up and saluted Nie Baihong: "This senior, the little woman Wei Xiaoxiao, will be responsible for all the affairs of Wei's chamber of commerce in the Dayan Dynasty in the future." I don't know who my predecessors are?"

Nie Baihong closed his eyes, and he sneered with a smile: "Eighteen times with your mouth, otherwise, this sect will kill you immediately." ”

Wei Xiaoxiao's body trembled, she stared at Nie Baihong with wide eyes, and said angrily: "Seniors, you can know that Xiaoxiao was born in Wei's, and our Wei's ......

Nie Baihong's eyes widened, and he had enough Jin Dan Zhenyuan to shout angrily: "You Wei clan are just traders who buy low and sell high, how can you be so presumptuous in front of this sect? What if this sect kills you today? You Wei clan, don't you still dare to start a war against my Heaven Splitting Sword Sect?" In the roar, Nie Baihong's mouth opened, and a white light burst out, slashing towards Wei Xiaoxiao's neck.

Sheng Chengfeng almost slapped his hands and laughed on the side, but as soon as Wei Xiaoxiao came to the door, he used an absolutely strong attitude to coerce him to cooperate with Wei. And the so-called cooperation, in fact, is to forcibly seize the management rights of the most valuable mineral deposits in Lu Chengfeng's fiefdom, and what is left for Lu Chengfeng is just some tatters that are worthless for three dollars and two dollars.

Because Sheng Chengfeng didn't know the details of the Lu family, he was almost compromised when he acted carefully, but Wei Xiaoxiao had to inch in, pressing him step by step, without giving him the slightest leeway.

At this moment, seeing Nie Baihong killing people with such a wild sword light, if it weren't for his identity, Lu Chengfeng would have applauded like a gangster, and by the way, he smashed the tea cup fruit plate in front of him a few times to vent the suffocation in his heart.

Wei Xiaoxiao screamed in fright, Nie Baihong really dared to kill?

In particular, Nie Baihong really dared to kill her? She was the best one among the younger generation of the Wei clan, whether it was business means or other aspects, she was chosen by the family to be the head of all the chambers of commerce in the Great Yan Dynasty, and she would have to bear greater responsibilities in the future and be more reused by the family. A genius like her, a wealthy lady like her, Nie Baihong actually said kill her?

Seven sword lights suddenly released from Wei Xiaoxiao's side, and the eight guards around her shouted in unison: "Taibai Killing God?

The old man whose sword light was shattered by Nie Baihong just now grabbed Wei Xiaoxiao, stopped her and hugged her and turned around and fled. Although the flying sword was destroyed, this old man was a congenital fetal level of cultivation, and he could also glide for a short distance of three or five miles. He hugged Wei Xiaoxiao and rushed out of the hospitality hall with a rise and fall, and almost rushed out of the Yanle Mansion in the blink of an eye.

Seeing the seven sword lights coming towards him, Nie Baihong's long hair stood up, and he shouted: "The pearl of rice grains, also shine, hehe, all go to death! Don't beggar, wait for the teacher to capture Na Wei Xiaoxiao, you give her a hundred and eight big slaps for the teacher!"

Three sword shadows roared out overhead, and suddenly turned into countless wisps of white gas and drifted down. Nie Baihong opened his mouth and spewed out six white lights, which, together with the first white light, merged the scattered white qi into the sword light. The seven white lights were mighty, like a wild dragon, and they were strangled with the sword light sacrificed by the seven old men.

The flying swords of these old men all have the power of self-scooping that is close to that of a low-grade magic weapon, and they are obviously all divine weapons that Webster has spent a lot of money to buy. However, the Taibai Sword controlled by Nie Baihong was left by the Gu Immortals, and the Imperial Sword Method was even more wonderful, and his cultivation was also a Jindan Immortal, and these old men were just congenital cultivators, and the difference in strength was more than 108,000 miles.

As soon as the seven white lights came out, the sword light of these old men suddenly decreased sharply, and their bodies shook, as if they had been hit by thunder, and they staggered backwards sharply, and blood continued to spurt out from the seven orifices. Nie Baihong laughed wildly, the sword light was white and prosperous, the seven white lights were just pressed inward, and the fourteen pieces of scrap iron fell to the ground, and the flying swords of the old people had all been twisted by him.

"Die!" Nie Baihong's eyes froze, and her pupils suddenly turned blood-red. Seven white lights came out like a practice, and seven great heads flew up with the sky-high blood pillar, and the blood heads were rolling all over the ground, and Wei Xiaoxiao's guards were all killed by him just in the moment when they blocked Nie Baihong's fingers. With a wild laugh, Nie Baihong turned into Bai Hong and hurriedly went out towards Wei Xiaoxiao. Beg and Lu Chengfeng hurriedly followed behind, intent on seeing how Nie Baihong dealt with Wei Xiaoxiao, an extremely powerful woman.

It was just a blink of an eye, Wei Xiaoxiao and finally~ The guard was chopped to death by Nie Baihong, and he was dragged by Nie Baihong's neck. In the face of the Jindan period of immortals, Wei Xiaoxiao didn't even have a chance to escape.

With a cruel laugh, Wei Xiaoxiao was about to let Wei Xiaoxiao, whose face was as white as paper, suddenly a large dark cloud roll rapidly in the void.

The terrifying coercion converged on the thistle from all directions, countless electric lights rolled in the dark clouds, and the faint thunder shook people's hearts for a while. Gradually, the dark clouds turned into a vortex with a diameter of hundreds of miles in mid-air, and then the vortex shrank rapidly, and soon became only a dozen miles in circumference.

Nie Baihong exclaimed: "Jindan Thunder Tribulation?

The comrades are so powerful, there are wood, there are wood, there are wood, there are pigs, and the pig's head only writes five or six hundred words, and dozens of votes are smashed, which is 2,000 votes!

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