Tempered Immortal

The corner of Lin Xuan's mouth is slightly up. It's a coincidence that he doesn't meet anywhere in his life. He doesn't have many friends in Pyongzhou. I didn't expect to be back soon, but he can meet his late people everywhere.

Lin Xuan had the idea of watching the wall when the two parties were fighting, but since this woman was caught in it, she seemed embarrassed to lay down her hands again.

Just plainly, she shouldn't be alone.

Lin Xuan glanced at Brother Huang, but did not find another familiar figure, not slightly wrinkled by his eyebrows.

Of course, Lin Xuan is not in a hurry to show up. Let's first see where the poor old monster is sacred.

“Brother, is the other party bluffing? The poor elder monster is notorious, but like to like to be alone, how can he be a common elder of these factions?” The woman moved gently, slowly walking past.

Looks about twenty years old, full-bodied, yet has a cute doll face in Qingxiu, although not a beautiful woman, but all over her body, reveals a different style.

Seo Yin!

In the past few decades, this woman has also matured a lot. Lin Xuan and the Xu brothers and sisters had some friendships. I remember that her qualifications were not very good. I didn't expect that she had succeeded in knockout.

“It is hard to say that the poor old man was not originally a fairy fixer in Pyongzhou. I heard that this man was not only ferocious, but also horny. In Qingzhou, he had captured many beautiful women and made up for them. Finally, he offended several large doorman families, and was hunted by the former infant monks among them. He had to flee to this barbaric place.” The elegant man bit his teeth and said ugly.

“How many fellow brothers can they escape?” Xu Yin's face showed surprise.

“Not bad, this old monster is truly unique. If it were him, I would never be able to resist...”

“Brother, you mean that we had to leave Baiyun Mountain to grab this cultivated holy place, but hundreds of disciples have forgotten to live and die, now less than 10 years, so to leave...” Xu Yin's beautiful face is white, the tone of voice is even more hidden revealing dissatisfaction.

“Yin Sister, you are so confused, you must forget that the fairy world is weak and strong eater, poor old monster is not a good character, against him, I Tianxunmen 10 or 9 will bleed into a river, I do not want to be a brother, but it is not as skillful as people, what can be said, of course, that is only the worst situation, after all, saying that there is no reason, slaughtering the old three they are not necessarily bluffing. ”

Xu Yin nodded, but the expression on his face did not alleviate anything.

The other monks are about the same, half an hour will soon pass.

The so-called Poor Elder Monster didn't come.

The monks of Tianxunmen were so happy, the Joya man laughed and slowly stepped out: “Mu San, how dare you deceive my master? Do you really think I am a three-year-old child? Now that the time has passed, what more can you say? ”

“This...” Old Slaughter's face is full of unexpected colors. Why hasn't the poor elderly come yet? Is there anything wrong with delaying it? This is not good.

Lin Xuan, however, did not have any trouble in the pipeline. He turned his head and looked in the southeast direction.

His divine knowledge is much stronger than others. Around a hundred miles from here, a rainbow is fast approaching. In terms of spiritual fluctuations, it is an infant immortal, if not mistaken, it should be the so-called poor old monster.

“Zheng Zheng, don't be proud, poor old man will be here soon, if you dare to touch us, let Tianxunmen blood flow into the river later.” The three colors of slaughter have opened their mouths.

“Really? ”

As the Lord of the House, and a man who has experienced the storm, the mouth of the Joya man is filled with mockery, will he see the words of the other man?

The robe flashed and a pure white sword flew out.

Surrounded by a sudden drop in temperature, this treasure is a rare ice property.

“Nonsense, the master will chop you off first, see what the poor old monster can do? ”

“Really, Tiny Tianxunmen, dare not look at my husband, I'd like to see your Zheng guy, how is it? ”

An old-fashioned voice came into his ear, and then a large hand of black gas appeared in front of the Confucian man about a few lengths away. He clawed his fingers and grabbed him hard against his head.

The warehouse turned into a warehouse. Apart from Lin Xuan's servant, the monks present were not surprised. The Joya man was even more pale. He caught the big hand like himself, helping his cheeks and spraying it out with pure spiritual energy.

After the absorption of the sword, the wind rises, with the cold air laid on the ground, like the big hand severely chopped off.

Lin Xuan shook his head and showed a hint of mercy on his face.

A loud bang entered the ear, and the sword's attack was not only ineffective, but caught in the palm of the hand by the giant black hand.

The elegant man, a few steps backwards, blushing and bloody, has obviously suffered some injuries.

“Brother!” Xu Yin shouted and his face was full of anxiety.

Only in the far reaches of the sky, a cloud of purple red flowed in, the fog converged and revealed the face of a monk.

Is this the Poor Old Man?

Lin Xuan looked stunned.

He is quite knowledgeable, but I haven't seen such an ugly guy. Triangle eyes, lousy nose, bumpy teeth, messy hair, very camel back. The clothes are also rotten and torn. At first glance, it's almost like a beggar on the side of the road. Such a guy would be a yuan baby fairy repairer?

It's not his fault that the note is ugly, but wearing it without character is truly silent.

Needless to say, this person should have a very strange personality.

After the old monster appeared, the reaction of the brothers on both sides was quite different. The guy led by the slaughter of the old man was exhilarating, and the face on the side of the Tianxuan Gate was hard to see.

I didn't expect to see an old monster with a yuan baby behind his back.

“Who didn't see my husband just now?” The poor old monster turned his head and revealed his fierce words.

“Senior misunderstood, I...” Fabao was also confined to each other, and Julia men didn't dare to come out. He was about to say some words with a smile, but the poor old man's face showed a smile, his heart surgery rushed, that big black hand suddenly held on to five fingers.

“Senior, show mercy! ”

The elegant man was shocked, busy hands pinched, but it was useless. Not only could the fairy sword not escape the confinement, but cracks appeared on the surface, accompanied by a cry, a good pharmacopoeia had become debris.

“Pfft...”

A bite of blood erupted, the magic treasure was destroyed, and the heart of the Joya man was naturally devastated.

His heart was furious and angry, but his face did not dare reveal any dissatisfaction. The poor old man's cruelty was famous: “Since my predecessor saw Biyun Mountain, I dared not to ignore the current affairs, so I moved away. ”

“Well, it's easy to say, in front of my husband, you think you can walk if you want to?” (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)