"You, do you want to kill people!?" Li Zhaoyuan pretended to be very scared, and his tone trembled slightly.

Lin Xiaohong was already so frightened that she couldn't speak. The strength of the four ghosts of this Yin Wind Mountain is indeed much stronger than him. He had no power to resist in front of these four robbers. Although he had already cultivated to the late stage of the acupuncture stage at this time, he was still too far behind.

Therefore, he has no right to speak at all, and can only use the spiritual power of his whole body to prepare for a dying resistance. His only hope now is to hold them back, let Li Zhaoyuan escape, and go to Shimen to report the news.

As long as the Jindan Elder of the Xianqiao Sect came, they would naturally be saved. Lin Xiaohong didn't know Li Zhaoyuan's true strength. In his opinion, although the senior brother's cultivation strength is strong enough, he is still unable to do it in front of the four ghosts of Yin Feng Mountain, and he is not an opponent.

Lin Xiaohong whispered to Li Zhaoyuan: "Senior brother, you go first, I'll drag them down." ”

"Escape, hehe, your senior brother and I don't have the word "escape" Li Zhaoyuan was calm and calm, and said to Lin Xiaohong with a look of indifference: "Senior brother, don't worry." With the senior brother here, you will be fine. A few lonely souls and wild ghosts in Yin Feng Mountain can't make any waves!"

Although his tone was calm, full of confidence, and exciting, Lin Xiaohong still couldn't stop beating the drum in his heart, "Is it true or false? Senior brother should have any killer features, I don't know yet? Could it be that Senior Brother's master gave him some means to save his life? Since Senior Brother said it's okay, it should be fine!"

Lin Xiaohong is also constantly cranky, trying to find comfort for herself.

"Hehe, kid, can you guess this, you're really smart!" The yellow-robed bald monk's face shook a few times, and he sneered: "We Yin Feng Mountain's four ghosts have always been to eat people and goods, and we don't leave anything alive. Today can only be regarded as your bad luck! When you arrive in the Netherworld, don't blame us, if you want to blame, blame you for offending people who shouldn't be offended. ”

Although this yellow-robed bald man said ruthlessly enough, in fact, they were just bullying and bullying those loose cultivators who had no strength. And the disciples of the five major sects, they also have to see if there is a backstage before they dare to do it. Like Li Zhaoyuan and Lin Xiaohong, the news they received was that these two were rookies and rookies, and they didn't have any backstage forces, so they were relieved to rob and kill boldly.

After the yellow-robed bald man finished speaking, he immediately activated his mana, raised the machete in his hand and planned to do it immediately.

"Wait!" Li Zhaoyuan hurriedly stopped.

"Boy, do you have anything to say before you die?" the bald man asked curiously, stopping the machete that had already been half-raised. It was the first time he had met such a long-winded and talkative fat sheep, and he also found it interesting. Most of the others begged for mercy or ran away. This kid is strange, not only does he not beg to detour or run away, but he also chats with the robbers. Therefore, the four ghosts of Yin Feng Mountain also want to hear what tricks this kid has.

"I don't have much to say. I just want to ask, are we going to die here today?" asked Li Zhaoyuan.

"You can't escape today even if you put on your wings!," said the monk with the long whip and the sharp-beaked monkey's cheeks, in a grim tone. His long whip was ready to be swept up at any moment.

"In that case, can I ask a few questions before I die?" asked Li Zhaoyuan.

"Okay, I think you're a pretty good kid. You ask. Ask to send you on your way. The bald man in the yellow robe readily agreed. For the requirements of a fat sheep that is fixed on the board, he is still not stingy to meet his requirements.

"We're going to die anyway, so can you make us die clearly and be a ghost. We don't want to die in a daze. I want to know at whose hands I died. Li Zhaoyuan said leisurely. Lin Xiaohong also nodded again and again. He didn't want to die in vain.

"Okay, I'll let you die clearly, Lao Tzu is the boss of the four ghosts of Yinfeng Mountain-Qiu Fan. The yellow-robed bald man said.

"Yin Feng Mountain's second eldest Jiao Ce!" said the garlic-nosed pockmarked face.

"Yin Feng Mountain's old three Gu Xiaolian. The long whip in Gu Xiaolian's hand flew like a long snake in front of him.

The late-stage condensation stage monk behind his long dark face, who had been gloomy, finally spoke two words: "Shang Yuan." "It's really a treasure of words. He is the fourth of the four ghosts of Yinfeng Mountain.

"I have admired it for a long time, and the names of the four predecessors are really thunderous. Li Zhaoyuan was really speechless. He wasn't interested in the names of these passers-by. The four ghosts of Yin Feng Mountain were so wrong that they reported their names.

Li Zhaoyuan couldn't cry or laugh, and scolded secretly: "Who wants to know your bad name! Isn't this a waste of Lao Tzu's saliva?"

He had no choice but to pat his ass first, and asked again: "Can the four seniors tell me that I am the villain who betrayed us behind our backs?"

"Hey, kid. You can only resign yourself to your fate. Although we are just ordinary bandits, we still know what righteousness is. You can only die with regrets. The four ghosts of Yin Feng Mountain came to beat the bald man Qiu Fan said in a playful tone.

"Oh, can't you really say it?" asked Li Zhaoyuan again. At the same time, he transmitted the voice to Lin Xiaohong to prepare.

"Boy, we've said everything we can. You will be killed!" the bald man Qiu Fan's words just fell. Gu Xiaolian, who was already about to move, raised his hand, and the long whip in his hand turned into a blue light and went around Li Zhaoyuan's neck.

At the same time, Li Zhaoyuan yelled: "Go down!"

Lin Xiaohong immediately controlled the Wind Splitting Falcon to break through the wind and fall, and the speed was fast enough, just enough to avoid the long whip entanglement of Gu Xiaolian, the third elder of the four ghosts of Yin Wind Mountain.

The four ghosts of Yinfeng Mountain saw that Li Zhaoyuan and Lin Xiaohong were actually running away. They did not pursue, but stopped in the air and sneered, with mockery in their eyes. They had already set up a net, and it was impossible for these two little sheep to escape.

When the Wind Splitting Falcon was about to approach the ground, Li Zhaoyuan and Lin Xiaohong took the lead in turning down. Lin Xiaohong slapped the spirit beast bag in mid-air at the same time, and when the Wind Splitting Falcon was about to hit the ground, it turned into a white light and was included in the spirit beast bag.

The two of them had just landed and stood firmly, and suddenly from behind the woods, thirteen or fourteen monks who had only cultivated to the acupoint stage and were wearing various colored robes came out from below. They either held bows and arrows in their hands, or raised crossbows, or held spears, just surround Li Zhaoyuan and Lin Xiaohong in the middle. These monks look like bandits.

They are indeed the followers of the four ghosts of Yin Feng Mountain. They had already laid an ambush in the woods and grass below under the arrangement of the boss.

And their so-called ambush had long been discovered by Li Zhaoyuan's powerful divine sense.

Li Zhaoyuan and Lin Xiaohong were in the air just now, if Li Zhaoyuan was alone, he didn't care about the siege and killing of the four ghosts of Yinfeng Mountain. He alone is enough to deal with. But next to him there was a Lin Xiaohong who had no body protection. Lin Xiaohong stayed on top of the Wind Splitting Falcon again, and the target was too big to protect. Even if the two of them were able to dodge it easily, the Wind Breaker would probably be in trouble.

So Li Zhaoyuan planned to land on the ground first to lure out those minions, so that the four ghosts of Yinfeng Mountain would be paralyzed and careless, and then find an opportunity to sneak attack. Now that the minions of Yin Feng Mountain have come out, the four of them, as the bosses, will naturally not take the lead. They must have thought that a dozen minions were completely enough to deal with the two rookies of the two Immortal Qiao Sects.

Sure enough, the four ghosts of Yin Feng Mountain laughed in the sky, laughing at the two little fat sheep for being so stupid and running to the ground. Isn't this a death-by-death sentence? In the sky, because there is a Wind Splitting Falcon, I am afraid that you will run away. Now on the ground, see how you run?

After Lin Xiaohong put away the Wind Splitting Falcon, Li Zhaoyuan scanned the surroundings and found that there were no other minion cultivators. So he said to Lin Xiaohong: "Senior brother, those minions will be handed over to you." How's it going?

"Hehe, senior brother, don't worry!" Lin Xiaohong raised his left foot slightly to show off his silver wing cloud boots, and said with a smile: "If I didn't have these boots before, I wouldn't be sure." Now, hehe, you're going to see!"