"This girl is said to be the little granddaughter of the head of the Flying Immortal Sect, this guy dares to kill her, he just doesn't want to live." ”

"Could it be that Xue Feihua wants to openly provoke the Flying Immortal Gate? He is just a casual cultivator, what can he do to fight against the Flying Immortal Gate. ”

Qing'er's face immediately changed, and she said angrily: "Adulter, do you know that I am my grandfather and the head of the Feixian Sect, if you dare to do this to me, my grandfather will not forgive you." ”

Zhuge Buliang was silent, carrying Qing'er to the edge of the death zone, and he was about to throw it inside. Qing'er was really scared at the moment, in her impression, Xue Feihua was a shameless thief, cowardly as a mouse, and a complete wreck, but the person in front of her was ruthless, and he was so decisive in treating a young girl like her, Qing'er couldn't help but twitch fiercely in her heart, and the threat of death made her tears blur.

"Stop!"

Just when Zhuge Buliang was about to throw Qing'er into the death zone, a loud shout sounded from behind him, and a man in Tsing Yi rushed over, stepping on the fairy sword with a flickering essence.

"It's Guanghan from the Flying Immortal Gate!" someone exclaimed.

Zhuge Buliang's pupils shrank, this man named Guanghan was the Xuanzhao period cultivator who chased and killed Xue Feihua with Qing'er a few days ago.

"Senior brother save me~~~" Qing'er sobbed, already teary-eyed.

"It turned out to be you a thief, your life is really big, I didn't kill you last time, and today I let your soul gather and disperse!!"

Zhuge Buliang's fingers were together, and the white light on his fingers flashed, clamping the tip of Guanghan's sword, only to hear a crisp sound of "sonorous", and the tip of the sword broke in response. Zhuge didn't show his hand, and the broken tip of the sword flew towards Guanghan like a flying knife.

Guang Han's face changed, he never expected that the cultivation of "Snow Flying Flower" would progress so quickly in just a few days, and he would actually break his weapon with one hand. The tip of the sword turned into a sharp edge and passed by Guang Han. But at this moment, Guang Han suddenly felt that the space around him seemed to be still, bound by an invisible force.

Zhuge Buliang slapped a palm, and then flew up, his fist flashed with a hot white light, and a punch slammed into Guang Han's chest.

"Poof!"

Guang Han spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face turned extremely pale, and his body flew out diagonally.

Zhuge Buliang jumped into the air with Qing'er in one hand, came to the top of Guang Han, and his feet fell, collapsing Guang Han who was in mid-air.

Guang Han fell from mid-air in embarrassment, but before he could stand up, Zhuge Buliang had already appeared behind him, and his hands quickly slapped on his body, sealing Guang Han's body.

"Hiss~~~"

The sound of gasping cold air sounded around, and everyone knew that Guanghan of Feixian Gate was a cultivator of the Xuanzhao period, but he was subdued by a cultivator of the foundation building period with one hand, which made people unable to believe the facts in front of them.

"You ......" Guang Han's face was extremely pale, and there was an unspeakable humiliation in his heart, and he shouted: "You are not Xue Feihua, who are you?"

At this moment, anyone can see it, and the person wearing the ghost mask in front of him is definitely not the young person of Xue Feihua.

Zhuge Buliang didn't bother to explain to them, directly mentioned Guanghan and Qing'er, and walked towards the place of death. But at this moment, a dangerous aura came into the air, Zhuge Buliang was startled in his heart, and quickly retreated. A golden sword light descended from the sky and slashed at the position where Zhuge Buliang was standing, and the ice on the ground immediately cracked a chasm.

"This fellow Daoist, it was just a misunderstanding before, can you let go of my two classmates. A middle-aged man fell from mid-air, with a calm appearance, wearing an ink-colored robe, on which there seemed to be a golden-scaled python coiled, this robe knew at a glance that it was not ordinary.

"Who are you, you?" Zhuge Buliang carried Qing'er and Guanghan and stepped aside.

"My name is Fan Hao, a disciple of the Flying Immortal Sect. The middle-aged man said in an indifferent voice.

"Xi!"

Hearing these two words, everyone was shocked. In a sect of cultivating immortals, there will be a very outstanding disciple who will be given the title of "Xi". The identity of the Xi disciple is extraordinary, except for the elders and the head of the sect, it is the Xi disciple, and it is not an exaggeration to use the phrase "one person is below ten thousand people".

The disciples of each sect are undoubtedly the elite of the elite, and they have been geniuses since they were children, showing a different style from ordinary people.

Fan Hao walked lightly, fluttering like a fairy, and said, "Can this fellow Daoist give me a thin face?"

Zhuge Buliang secretly thought, this disciple of the Flying Immortal Sect is obviously above the Jindan period, and it is likely to be a cultivator of the sixth or seventh layer of the Jindan period, even if he has a seven-star treasure body, it is impossible to challenge the other party at two levels in a row, and the Jindan period is against the foundation building period, it is a battle without suspense.

At the moment, the other party is just discussing with himself, but if Fan Hao forcibly makes a move, Zhuge Buliang is absolutely confident that Qing'er and Guanghan will die before Fan Hao makes a move.

Fan Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had seen through Zhuge Buliang's thoughts, and said, "As long as Daoyou releases my two fellow disciples, I promise that I will not embarrass you." ”

"I wonder if you're going to go back on your word. Zhuge Buliang shouted, he had to be on guard, after all, he had killed several cultivators of the Flying Immortal Sect before.

Fan Hao frowned slightly, and then a little eyebrows, a faint golden light surged, Fan Hao recited softly: "I, Fan Hao, swear, as long as you let go of my two classmates, I Fan Hao will never be a friend, otherwise, the soul will be scattered, and I will never be alive." ”

After speaking, a little golden light disappeared at Fan Hao's eyebrows.

Zhuge Buliang was a little surprised, but he didn't expect Fan Hao to swear. You must know that the oath of immortal cultivators is not just a matter of casual talk, cultivating immortals is to go against the sky, once you swear, the oath will be very effective. Zhuge Buliang glanced down at Qing'er, the value of this little granddaughter of the head of the Feixian Gate was really unusual, and she actually made the dignified disciples of the Feixian Gate swear.

Zhuge Buliang threw Qing'er and Guanghan on the ground, and slapped them again and again, lifting the other party's ban.

"Senior Brother Fan, help me kill him, he dares to bully me. Qing'er had tears in her eyes and looked at Fan Hao with an aggrieved expression.

Fan Hao waved his hand, he had already sworn that he would naturally not kill Zhuge Buliang, but a cold light flashed imperceptibly in his eyes.

Although it was only a flash, it was still clearly captured by Zhuge Buliang, Zhuge Buliang's heart moved, and the secret path was probably not so simple. Although Fan Hao couldn't kill himself with his own hands, it didn't mean that the other disciples of the Flying Immortal Sect wouldn't make a move on him.

Zhuge Buliang subconsciously clenched his fists, as long as he was not a cultivator at the peak of the Jindan period and the Xuanzhao period, Zhuge Buliang was completely sure to win.

Fan Hao's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, but he had already sworn that he would not blatantly do anything, and immediately, Fan Hao took Qing'er and Guanghan and turned to leave.

Time passed quietly, and the cultivators of the major sects were hovering around the death zone, Zhuge Buliang's prestige just now made everyone completely believe that he was not the scum of the immortal cultivation world, Xue Feihua, many cultivators came up to set a close, and even Su Xiaobai, Qingyangzi and several other scattered cultivators all gave him friendly glances.