() "What?" Taoist Yuhan's face flashed with anger, and when he was about to explode, he suddenly saw the old woman Yuan Cha not far away, and his expression suddenly changed again. "Yuan...Uncle Yuan Cha, you...
How did you..."
The old woman glanced at him, and a flash of light suddenly burst out in her eyes. "Han Kong, go and tell your master, this kid is here to seek revenge, and..." Before she could finish her words, a blue light hit him.
It was Fairy Qingxia's hand that touched her chest.
Lang Fei glanced at the old woman indifferently, her expression was as usual, and there was no trace of happiness or anger.
But for Han Kongzi in front of him, this scene was completely frightening. Venerable Yuan Cha was a Qi Refining monk, a being of the same level as his master, and her identity was still Beimang.
The Supreme Elder of the Demon Sect. What is the origin of the young man in white? How could he humiliate her like this? Could it be that he is from the Holy Sect? Thinking of this, Han Kongzi shook his head again. The Beimang Demon Sect is an affiliated sect of the Fangcun Holy Sect.
How could he possibly offend someone from the sect leader's sect?
While Taoist Han Kong was in a daze, some other Shenfeng sect members also noticed the strange movement here and rushed over after hearing the news.
A middle-aged woman with a tear mole at the corner of her eye became extremely ugly when she saw the old woman Yuan Cha who was shrinking into a ball under the pain. "Senior Brother Han Kong, this...
What should I do?"
"Junior sister Xiangkong, go and ask the master to come." After saying that, when he saw the middle-aged woman turning around and walking away, Master Han Kong ordered again: "Knock on the Fuyun Cave again and wake up the master."
The woman was stunned when she heard this, but Taoist Han Kong said anxiously: "This kid can capture Master Yuan Cha. We are definitely no match for him. Go and call Master."
"Oh...oh" after hearing this, the woman nodded in fear, her clothes slipped away, and she jumped towards the high peak on the island that was shaped like a sky pillar.
However, Lang Fei still looked at the actions of Han Kong and Xiang Kong indifferently. There was no expression on his face, but the way he looked at the people below him was like looking at dead people.
The old woman Yuancha's face had been twisted into a state of disfigurement after she was struck by Fairy Qingxia. She had never been so humiliated before. A mere Qi Transformation junior dared to hurt her. Yunxia Sect, Yunxia Sect, if I could return
When you arrive at your sect, you must invite your elder brother to massacre your entire sect! No, you must massacre your entire Yunfan Realm!
The stirring of the Divine Wind Sect lasted for half a cup of tea, and more and more human immortal masters gathered around Taoist Yankong. However, in just a short time, there were already eighteen people gathered. If some alchemy monks were added,
The total number of people is nearly three hundred.
Fairy Qingxia looked at the human immortal monks below with a hint of solemnity in her eyes. As the largest sect in the Yanhuang Realm, it is indeed full of talents. I think the Yunxia Sect only has more than ten people. But in this Shenfeng Sect,
There are eighteen people gathered here alone. If you add in those who were sent on official business, stationed in various places, and in retreat, the number should probably exceed fifty.
But Lang Fei was still calm and calm. He was waiting for the leader or the supreme elder. The lives of nearly 10,000 people in the town were lost, and the resentful souls of the fishing village were watching from behind.
!
"Hmph! Boy, take my blow first." Suddenly, an old Taoist in the crowd who was carrying a long sword shouted loudly. Unable to bear his temper, he directly raised his sword and shot towards Lang Fei.
He has a cultivation level at the peak of Qi transformation, and the flying sword in his hand is also a low-grade spiritual weapon. The crystal-clear flying sword is filled with clouds of cold mist, and the strong wind it brings hurts Fairy Qingxia's skin. Especially that
The cold breath, even if you use the power to resist, makes people feel like they have experienced twenty-nine cold days.
The cold flying sword was shining with light like fish scales, and it reached Lang Fei in an instant. However, he just raised his eyelids, and the bloodthirsty demon sword under his feet immediately turned into a red flash, and directly collided with the cold flying sword.
Together.
The Bloodthirsty Demonic Sword is a middle-grade spiritual weapon. As soon as it comes into contact with the Cold Air Flying Sword, a scream like a soul-eating demonic sound comes out. Immediately, the blood glow increases and the cold light decreases sharply.
However, the old Taoist Negative Sword blushed and spat out a mouthful of blood with a "pop" sound.
"Senior Brother Dongkong, you are no match for him. Hurry up and put away the spirit sword!" Taoist Han Kong said it a little late, because at this moment, the cold air flying sword that was shocked and whose escape speed was greatly reduced had already fallen.
It fell into the hands of the young man in white. Under the gaze of everyone, his sword finger crossed the sword body, and the yellow-brown light surged for a moment. Only a soft "ding" sound was heard, and the cold air flying sword that was restless at first unexpectedly
It's quieted down.
At the same time, the old Taoist Negative Sword spitted out a few mouthfuls of blood and pointed at him with a pale face. "You...you..."
But Lang Fei didn't even look at him. He flicked the glistening sword with his fingers, nodded unconsciously, and murmured to himself: "The Hanyun Sword is the second spiritual weapon, the Flying Sword!"
After saying that, he threw it directly behind him, and with the cold light flashing, he disappeared into the void.
Among the crowd below were several monks who were skilled in eye skills. The moment the Hanyun Sword sank into the void, a forest of swords appeared vaguely behind the young man in white. The expressions of several others changed drastically, and they looked horrified.
"Where did this kid come from? How dare you come to my Kamikaze Sect to act wild?" Just at this moment, a furious roar suddenly came from the depths of the Kamikaze Sect. Then, several rays of light shot down from the peak.
When the front escaping light landed and revealed its figure, Han Kong, Dong Kong and the others immediately bowed and saluted, some called them master, and some called them uncle. Then, several escaping lights from the back also landed next to them.
Lang Fei carefully looked at the tall and tall old man who stood proudly like stars over the moon. Judging from the pressure emanating from his body, he clearly had the cultivation level of the early stage of Qi refining. And a crowned monk standing behind him also had
With half-step Qi-refining cultivation, thinking about it, the former should be what Han Kong and others call the Supreme Elder, while the crown monk should be the headmaster of Shenfeng Sect.
When he looked at the old man, the old man was also looking at him. When he saw Lang Fei's appearance and the power emanating from his body, he was stunned. The aura technique showed that the young man in white was only in his twenties.
As for his cultivation level, it is even more vague, giving people the feeling of looking at the moon in the water, making it difficult to distinguish.
When he saw the old woman Yuan Cha behind him, her face still a little red. The old man's face became a little ugly again. "Senior Sister Yuan Cha, you... what are you doing?"
"Junior brother Qihang, please leave me alone... hurry up..."
"Bang!" Before the old woman could finish her words, her shoulder blade was struck by Fairy Qingxia's Qingping Sword in reverse and with the hilt of the sword.
"You bitch... you..." The old woman's old face was instantly distorted. Fairy Qingxia used her body as a Qi human immortal to humiliate her over and over again. Now she is even in front of the subordinates of the Beimang Demon Sect.
Zongshen Fengmen Qihang slapped her face, which made her hate and annoyed her. "You little bastard, you bitch, you... you couple of bitches..."
"Noisy!" Before the old woman could finish her words, a red light suddenly flashed in front of her, and then a stream of blood spattered out. Accompanying it was a severed arm, which sprinkled countless blood drops and disappeared in circles.
Among the clouds.
"Hiss..." Seeing this scene, all the monks below took a breath of cold air. That was Qi Refining Venerable. Like the Supreme Elder, he was usually aloof. Even if he went to Fangcun Holy Sect, he would be respected by others.
Venerable Qi Refiner! One of his arms was cut off by that kid with a sword. He... wasn't he afraid of the Beimang Demon Sect's revenge? Aren't he afraid of the Beimang Demon Sect's fight to the death?
The only Qi Refining old man in Shenfeng Sect was also stunned. Venerable Yuan Cha, who usually fawned over him even when they met, turned out to be like an animal in front of that kid. When he cut off her arm, the young man in white raised his eyelids.
He didn't even raise his head. Did he really not understand the consequences of this move?
Little did he know that Lang Fei's target was the Fangcun Holy Sect. He was fearless even for such a behemoth, so what right did the name of the Beimang Demon Sect have to make him panic and fear?
"Hoo...ho..." At this time, the old woman also woke up from her confusion. The severe pain from her shoulder made her gasp violently, and her face was as white as snow. She looked at the direction where her arm disappeared, her eyes filled with tears.
It was unbelievable. She originally thought that the reason why Lang Fei wanted to hold her hostage was because he had some concerns about the Beimang Demon Sect, but she never thought that this was not the case. She guessed wrong, and the price of her wrong guess was the loss of an arm.