The person who had sworn in the Lion Island not to kill again in this life broke his oath today and sealed Fang Yun's throat with a sword. As the master of a sect, Fang Yun couldn't take three moves under Leng Xiao.

This oath may only be known to two people in the whole world, and that one person died more than ten years ago. But despite this, there is still God knows, and there is self-knowledge.

Leng Xiao raised his head slightly, his heart was unwavering. What is the use of making an oath? The sky has no eyes, and the oath is useless to the villain to bind the gentleman, and even if he turns his back, a thunderbolt will never fall from the sky.

It is still the spring breeze of the willows, and the clouds are still warm and sunny.

The remaining disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect are not weak in cultivation, plus they are determined to live and die, and they fight for their lives, and the people in white are not opponents at all. The only person who has the ability to restrain has also been beheaded by Leng Xiao, and Yuan Ying has been shattered.

A disciple of the Hundred Flowers Sect followed behind Leng Xiao, killed the two white-clothed people with a sword, and asked, "Under the sword of Leng Gongzi, why don't you kill one person?"

Leng Xiao just smiled: "On the contrary, I have killed countless people. ”

The disciple of the Hundred Flowers Sect was stunned in place, and it took a while to come back to his senses.

Even if the sect master was killed, there were not many disciples of the Lan Hui faction who worked hard, hundreds of thousands of people, all of a sudden, deaf and blind, regardless of it.

Some male disciples ran to the female disciples who had served the man in white before, comforting them bitterly, but those female disciples just wiped their tears and didn't say a word.

There were also red-eyed male disciples who rushed forward and tried their best to find the man in white. Combined, there are only a few dozen people.

Leng Xiao gradually stopped the offensive, and the defeat of the man in white was decided. Even though it is known as white impermanence, there are not many people who can take charge of it alone. The avenue is long, no one can achieve it overnight, even if the spirit bones are fused, they can't travel a thousand miles in a day.

"Cold ...... Lord Leng Xiao. ”

He heard someone shouting to him, and a woman walked in the distance, with a little timidity on her face.

"Qin Ge. ”

Qin Ge seemed a little surprised and a little moved when he heard Leng Xiao's name: "Do you remember me?"

"It's always a friend, and Leng is not so forgetful. Call me by my first name. Leng Xiao said.

"Leng Xiao...... Brother. ”

Qin Ge hesitated, his former friend, he hadn't seen him for many years, but now when he saw him again, he was estranged. She is still a Jindan cultivator, and between Leng Xiao, there is a difference between heaven and earth. It's okay to shout a senior brother, as if he has returned to the way he was back then, he has just walked out of the village, and he is just a young man who has built a foundation and cultivated.

In a blink of an eye, too long has passed. It's been so long that people think back to the past, and they can't finish talking about it for three days and three nights.

Qin Ge suddenly became anxious, holding Leng Xiao's hand, obviously a little uncomfortable, trembling slightly, his face flushed a hint of crimson, but he became pale again.

She glanced around a few times, and hurriedly pulled Leng Xiao to run in one direction, explaining to Leng Xiao as she ran. Fang Yun succumbed to the Ghost Gate Pass for the sake of the Lanhui faction's preservation. Hu Hai, Xia Kite, and Bai Xiao were naturally unwilling and were imprisoned in the dungeon by Fang Yun. And Qin Ge still made the same decision as back then - Mingzhe to protect himself.

No matter what you think in your heart, it's at least much better than being trapped in a dungeon.

Outside the dungeon, there was a team of Lanhui disciples guarding them, and when they saw Qin Ge, they all straightened their waists and said respectfully: "Senior Sister Qin!"

When they heard Qin Ge's intention, they immediately changed their faces, did not give an inch, and stared at Leng Xiao cautiously.

"Senior Sister Qin, don't blame it, the sect master has an order, and no one must be allowed in. Who is this person, and why have I never seen him?"

"Who are you, no disciple clothes, no waist card, you are not a disciple of my Lanhui faction!"

Leng Xiao waited for a few breaths, and slapped them against the wall with his sleeves, unable to get down no matter how he struggled. They may not know that Fang Yun had already died in Leng Xiao's hands.

Maybe in Fang Yun's position, for the sake of his disciples and the sect, he put down his dignity and groveled, but it may not be wrong, he endured humiliation and burden, and had to do it as a last resort. It is always difficult to distinguish between right and wrong in the world, but if you sacrifice the female disciples of the sect because of this, even if there are a thousand reasons, it is difficult to refute their guilt.

"You thief, dare to trespass into my Lanhui faction's dungeon!"

"Senior Sister Qin, why are you!"

The two of them didn't pay any attention to this group of guard disciples, Qin Ge led the way, and quickly walked to a prison door. There is a formation outside the prison door, and if there is no token, it will not be easy for the Yuanying Monk to break it.

It seems that it was a little rushed at that time, and Hu Hai, Xia Yuan, and Bai Xiao were all locked up together. The three of them were unkempt, their breath was languishing, their faces were yellow and thin, and their lives were not easy.

His hands and feet were shackled, isolating the aura and blocking the meridians, even if the prison door in front of him was only made of some wood, he was powerless.

The three of them looked up at Leng Xiao, Xia Yuan's eyes were a little bright, and they quickly hid it, looking down and not looking at him.

Hu Hai has been silent since he broke his arm, and he still does. Bai Xiao looked at Leng Xiao, but was not happy, but was extremely panicked, and hurriedly shouted: "Leng Xiao, you go quickly!"

Leng Xiao comforted, swung out a few sword shadows, and forcibly broke the formation. Bai Xiao's voice became clearer, and he shouted, "The threat of the Lanhui faction is not only Bai Wuchang, but also ...... Watch your back!"

Leng Xiao felt a trace of coldness rise behind him, and was enveloped by a strong killing force. He subconsciously wanted to dodge, glanced at Qin Ge beside him, and threw her out.

A palm print sticks to his back, knocking him flying, knocking down one of the dungeon's walls. Outside the wall, the light shone through, and the inside was a little brighter.

Leng Xiao didn't care about himself, and swung his sword again and again, shackling the hands and feet of the three people. A pair of eyes looked ahead, and said solemnly: "Lingjiao King." ”

"Young man, the deity has been waiting for you for a long time, are you ready to die?" a sinister smile broke into the corner of his mouth.

"Let's go!"

Leng Xiao let out a low sigh and rushed towards the exit of the dungeon. King Lingjiao ignored Hu Hai and the others, and chased after Leng Xiao. Qin Ge leaned against the wall, his eyes a little complicated.

Bai Xiao stepped out, his eyes were red, he pressed heavily on her shoulder, and roared: "Senior Sister Qin, you know that the Spirit Jiao King is here, why do you still bring Leng Xiao here!"

Qin Ge opened his mouth, but did not say a word. Hu Hai raised his arm, and the tip of the sword was already against her throat. She just held back her tears and didn't say a word.

The dungeon guard disciples were still trapped on the wall, and when they saw Leng Xiao rushing out, they couldn't stop scolding, but they were twisted by the Spirit Jiao King's aura and shut their mouths forever.

The Lingjiao King conjured up the body, and he didn't know how many hundred zhang long, and a snake tail swept towards Leng Xiao, Leng Xiao couldn't hide, and was tied up by him.

Outside, the disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect killed all the people in white, with joy and tears, mixed tastes, and suddenly saw Leng Xiao suffering from this difficulty, and immediately came to support.

Many disciples of the Lanhui Sect were also stunned, not knowing that there was such a monster hidden in the sect.

Leng Xiao hurriedly shouted: "Girls, go away, don't worry about me!"

"Young Master Leng, the concubine is here to save you!"

There were disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect with a resolute expression, and they raised their swords and rushed forward. The Hundred Flowers Sect was not good at using swords, but used the willow branch five-section whip, a strange weapon, and now it was helpless, and the sword came, but it couldn't break through the skin of the Lingjiao King.

The long sword was stuck in the scales, and the scales suddenly opened, spewing out a spiritual aura that pierced the woman's throat directly.

Leng Xiao shouted: "Leave quickly, don't make senseless sacrifices!"

"Let's go, don't let down Leng Gongzi!"

"I won't go! He Huan is born, and he is not afraid of death, the big deal is to accompany Senior Sister Lin and Senior Sister Jiang, and lay the corpses here together, never retreat, never regret it!"

Some people retreated, and others rushed with red eyes.

"Senior Sister Yang!"

"It's a big deal!"

The Spirit Jiao King looked at the ants indifferently and sneered and spread all the scales. Leng Xiao was pinned in the middle by him, and he was also stabbed with scales.

He saw that the disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect all rushed up, and they were bound to be killed by the Spirit Jiao King with one move, and suddenly roared, and the aura was raging. When the scales of the Spirit Jiao King opened, a large piece of blood sand drilled into the skin and flesh of the Spirit Jiao King.

Without the balance of the immortal disk, the blood sand immediately began to devour qi and blood, even Leng Xiao could not be spared, the power of qi and blood was quickly sucked away, and he hurriedly took out the immortal disk.

The disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect never thought that they would still be alive, and they desperately cut down the last sword, but they couldn't hurt the Spirit Jiao King in the slightest, and they all shed tears, only to feel ashamed of Leng Xiao.

The Spirit Jiao King suddenly became agitated and swept these dozens of people away like a layer of dust. At the same time, as soon as his body was loosened, Leng Xiao immediately escaped.

With a big move, the clouds and mist grew on their own, holding up all the disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect. The disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect were still a little confused, and they couldn't believe that they were still alive.

Sending the disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect away, Leng Xiao did not leave, and looked at the Lingjiao King from afar. The blood sand he spilled just now was enough to be thousands, but it was up to the Spirit Jiao King to see how he responded.

"Junior, how did you collect these blood sands?

I saw that his strong man broke his wrist and cut off his lower body and tail directly. Under the devouring of thousands of grains of blood sand, half of the snake-tailed snake body quickly dried up, and the thin layer of skin was also dull.

There may be a lot of people in the world who know about blood sand, but in Xianpan, almost no one knows better than Leng Xiao, and Leng Xiao only knows a little about it. Unexpectedly, the Spirit Jiao King actually knew these secrets.

"Very good, this respect sees the sky, the ghost head Tuo Na is still trying to control the deity with poison, with the help of the immortal pan blood sand, detoxification is not a problem. I'm really sleepy and came to send a pillow, God help me!"

Where the Spirit Jiao King's body was broken, a trace of black qi and blood lines appeared, constantly intertwined, and soon recondensed into a complete physical body.

Leng Xiao immediately cast his bone-shattering finger, raised his finger and flicked it, which was plain and bland, and did not even set off a breeze. Sweat suddenly slipped down his face, and this trick did all his senses, condensing on one point!

The Lingjiao King finally showed a look of surprise and spit out the letter: "It seems that the troubled times will arise." Immortal arts, the deity also has it!"

"Jiaolong goes to sea!"

The sky instantly turned into chaos, the earth turned into a boundless wave, and when the wave rolled, I don't know how many dragons roared.

Leng Xiao's face turned pale, and a few traces of blood spilled between his teeth. He smiled coldly: "Shen Scales Leap, should Leng sprinkle some fish food to feed?"