Tempered Immortal

“This guy? ”

Moon's eyebrows are picked slightly, and the beautiful face is hidden with a killer appearance.

That skinny black monk's face suddenly grew white.

“If you hurt my beloved, you can die in peace! ”

Moon Jade's hand flashed, the fog like ink poured out, and instantly condensed into a basin-sized skull. The ghost flashed in his eyes and pounded on the fairy with no eyeballs.

“Ancestor, help me! ”

The black lean monk was frightened and angry. He was only building the foundation in the medium term. How dare he make enemies of the master of the cottage period? It sounded strange to retreat beside him.

More than twenty years from his husband, there was a red-faced old man who had also reached the realm of the early Yuan Baby, the contemporary lord of the Blood Sect.

Reasonably, for the disciple under the door, this person took refuge, but there was also a great monk beside him who looked at the tiger.

The man hesitated slightly and finally did not make any extra action. A terrible scream came into his ear, and the unfortunate ghost with no eyes had fallen.

Brother Blood Shadow's face showed no less fear.

With a glitter, the red-handed old man flew in.

“Blood Zong Ma Yong has met Daoyou, don't know why he cares about my business?” The red-faced old man gave a gift to Lin Xuan, with a slight fear hidden in his face.

“Busy?” There was a smile at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth: “I am Lord of the Pavilion of Baixuan, do you think this is an idle matter? ”

“What?” Ma Yong stunned, his face revealed an incredible color. He had already asked, Baixuan Palace is from Pyongzhou, but it is a small business alliance, that kind of poor countryside, not even a few Yuan Baby Brothers, how can there be a late major repair fairy?

Suspicious in his heart, but he dared not go on to deeply investigate. He hurried to give a gift to Lin Xuan: “So, please forgive me for your ignorance. I knew that your party had such a master, a small blood sect, and dare not fight it. I will order the disciple under the door to withdraw from Jiuling Mountain, and give more than 100,000 crystal stones to compensate for the loss of your party. ”

“Oh?”

Lin Xuan caressed his forehead with his hands and showed some unexpected color on his face. The early fairy repairer of District Yuan Baby is now naturally no longer in his eyes, but Lin Xuan appreciated the style of the other party's work.

It is important to know that even in the face of life and death choices, there are not many men who can break their wrists. The main altar is the foundation of the zongmen family. The other side actually said that they gave up and gave up.

In this regard, Ma Yong is also worthy of a generation of heroes.

He also offered to compensate for his loss, which gave him the honor of a great master.

Rationally, they should all be spared.

However, Lin Xuan's mouth revealed a slight bitter smile. People in the river and lake had no choice. Although Ma Yong knew how to get in and out, he could not do such a thing as let the tiger return to the mountain.

Not afraid of reprisals, but the district's bloodline Zonglin Xuan is still not in sight.

The reason is to let these people go, their relationship with the Baixuan Palace can be white, then what Wan Buddhist zong will do, you can even think with your toes.

Can't they cause trouble for Ying-er? If they blame Blood Sect for bad luck, they wanted to let them go, but the situation forced them not to kill.

Of course, Lin Xuan will not apologize, and the immortal world is weak and strong.

Thinking of it, he sighed and was too lazy to argue with these dying men, his sleeve robe flashed, dozens of swordlight fish swam out, the blue light flashed, and shot at the nearby Brother Blood Sect.

“Daoist...”

Ma Yong was frightened and angry. He had already given himself enough face. I didn't expect that he would still do the killing.

His eyes flashed with resentment, but he did not dare to do more delays here, reached out his hand, panicked and slapped between his waists, and sacrificed a bronze goat-like pharaoh.

But there was no battle at all. As soon as this treasure was sacrificed, he turned into a black gas and flew backwards.

Screaming into his ear, a short momentary kung fu, dozens of brothers of the blood film sect fell, the good old man of his rank, Lin Xuan also took off his head with a sword.

This guy was angry to use Lu Ying-er as a furnace, but now even Yuan Baby can't escape. Ma Yong-ju turned around, scared his face white. Immediately, he didn't say a word, stretched out his fist and slammed his chest, and a series of sperm blood erupted.

His brilliance turned to blood red, wind and electric, more than twice as fast as just now.

Lin Xuan saw this, but there was no superfluous indication on his face. He just lifted his right hand and seemed to rush forward.

“Disease!”

Those green swords flashed and swept forward like turquoise waves.

The distance between the two sides was rapidly shortened, just a few breaths of kung fu, screaming into the ear, the Lord of the Blood Sect, has been torn apart by the sword.

Yuan Bao wants to carry out the transient technique, unfortunately it is Ben Gan who made the axe, don't say that his district Yuan Bao early fairy repairer, even late master, don't escape in front of Lin Xuan.

The next battle did not need to be exhausted. Even the Yuan Baby Fairy had paper paste in front of Lin Xuan, let alone the rest of the lower order monks. The trees fell apart and fled.

But Lin Xuan didn't want his relationship with Baixuan's palace to be exposed, so the Blood Shadow Brothers had to die, reach out, pick it in the waist, and sacrifice a bag of spiritual beasts.

Millions of corn bees flock out of it, instantly turning into a purple-red worm cloud, all over the square number, looking terrifying.

“Disease!”

Lin Xuan pointed out that tens of thousands of corn bees flew out in all directions. Although they were immature, there was more than enough to deal with these low-order monks.

After just half a cup of tea, all the bloodline monks fell, and Lin Xuan didn't even let go of his psychic disciples.

Either don't do it, or don't do it. Now that the grievances have been settled, do you want to drag the mud to wait for revenge?

Soft hearts, don't come to fix the fairies, here follows the law of the jungle, life is similar to grass mustard.

Lin Xuan closed his eyes and slowly released his consciousness. After making sure that there was no omission, the expression on his face only relaxed.

“Thank you for saving my life. ”

Lu Yinger paid a respectful prayer. As for the other fairy cultivators, not to mention the awe on their faces, most of them had not met Lin Xuan. However, they had only heard that there was such a vast and divine elder in this gate, and that the two chiefs of the pavilion were only his maids.

The letter will also be suspicious. Now it is discovered that Lin Xuan is even more powerful than the legend. In the late Yuan Baby, these immortals from Pyongzhou naturally have no eyes on the mainland of Yunzhou. At this time, looking at Lin Xuan, there is only the color of worship left on his face, and then the black pressure continues to worship him.

“No need to be polite, get up!” Lin Xuan's heart was hard on the enemy. In front of his own people, he didn't have many shelves. He raised his hand and smiled.

PS: I'm sorry, I'm not lazy today. I finished this chapter with my teeth biting. I had a shower cold this afternoon. I had a headache. I'm sorry. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)