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Chapter two hundred and ninety seventh

The young man ran away in fear and burst into tears. He ran into a blockbuster figure head-on, which made him feel scared. But the man smiled brightly and had a kind face, which made him feel a little relieved.

Hearing that the person in front of him was a master from the Southern Region, the young man knelt down and cried endlessly. Chu Tiankuo felt secretly happy and quickly helped him up and said with concern: "I am in trouble. Even if you say that, Chu will not let you go wherever you can!"

"Thank you, sir!" the young man stopped his tears and said in a crying voice, "The villain went home today and smelled a rotten smell from a distance. When he approached, he found that the two elders died tragically. The smell came from the bodies of the two elders!"

Speaking of this, the young man choked up again. Suddenly, he grabbed Chu Tiankuo's clothes, pulled him up and left, and said repeatedly: "I'd like to avenge the villain, those two thieves must have not left!"

The young man's hands were covered with filth and tears were stained with tears. Chu Tiankuo pulled out his sleeves without any trace, feeling unhappy, and followed the young man with a little unfathomable look on his face.

Behind him, more than a hundred disciples followed closely.

A wave of spiritual energy came from afar, and Chu Tiankuo's expression changed slightly, leaving the young man and leaving first. Those disciples had some training and foundation-building cultivation, and those with higher levels already had golden elixirs. At this moment, even though Chu Tiankuo was gradually leaving, he could still see his back.

Looking at the young man again, he looked shocked, and felt a hint of yearning for this, but he scratched his ears and heads, and hurriedly caught up with him. He kept shouting "Wait for villains" but no one paid attention to it.

The square-faced man pinched Shi Lingxi's neck, and Leng Xiao suddenly said, "You may as well look behind you."

The big man sneered at the corner of his mouth and shouted: "How can I believe your bullshit words!"

He finished speaking, but he couldn't help but look behind him. It was because of the fluctuations of spiritual energy coming from afar that he was still vaguely in his cultivation. It was at this moment that a blue light flashed on the shoulders of the big man with square face, and Shi Lingxi immediately escaped and came to Leng Xiao.

The square-faced man cried out, and his left arm was cut off by Leng Xiao's shoulders. Seeing a sword shadow passing by the horned soldiers in the air and landing in front of Leng Xiao, he was furious for a moment, regardless of who the person from the sky was, he suddenly jumped up like a huge rock covering the roof.

Shi Lingxi stood up and blocked it, but failed to block the moment. Leng Xiao shouted: "Go!"

But she did not escape, and stood in front of Leng Xiao, her clothes dyed red with blood and her eyebrows were as firm as before. Leng Xiao was tied up so round that there seemed to be chains under her feet that tied him to the spot and could not move.

He shouted fiercely, danced wildly, and the horned soldiers raised a large piece of sword energy and landed towards the square-faced man. A brown halo rippled on the body of the square-faced man, which touched the sword energy, with only a clanging sound, without any harm.

Shi Lingxi was knocked out by a square-faced man and fell straight into Leng Xiao’s chest. Leng Xiao was only an inch away from her, but could not help her. The horned soldiers radiated soft light and held Shi Lingxi’s waist. Her slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and all the confusion flowed out of her eyes was full of confusion.

In the distance, Chu Tiankuo was approaching, but he cursed in his heart. If he had known that Leng Xiao had been killed, he would have pretended not to know, so why should he do this to disgust himself?

More than a hundred disciples arrived later, how could he not save his fellow disciples when they saw that they were in trouble?

"Forget it, everything depends on each other's pros and cons. Leng Xiao is so embarrassed today. If I save him, my reputation among my disciples will definitely be higher in the future. And he is just a bit of luck and a bit of a loser!"

There was a wide and thick sword floating in his hand, and the light showed was more than just a bright light, and it was slashing towards the square-faced man in the air.

Seeing the big man with a square face, the remaining demon cultivators could no longer watch coldly, and quickly met. Those who had the Nascent Soul cultivation level blocked Chu Tiankuo and those with the Golden Pill cultivation level tried their best to fight with more than a hundred disciples of the Qinghen Sect. It was said that it was a fight, and two fists could not match four hands, and it was more just to protect themselves.

Chu Tiankuo was immediately dragged down, shouted loudly, with a bad expression, and felt a little happy in his heart. He secretly cheered the man with square face. It would be the best if Leng Xiao could die here in front of everyone. Wouldn't he be able to make a name for a noble character and eliminate the disaster in his heart?

The square-faced man showed a grim smile on his lips, his eyes like a ferocious beast. He no longer knew whether it was crazy or crazy. He suddenly laughed wildly, and he felt sad. His spiritual energy surged and raging, and rushed towards Leng Xiao.

Shi Lingxi looked calm and held up his sword. At this time, he heard the square-faced man shout "Get out", but it didn't work. He might be really crazy and his castration remains unabated.

Leng Xiao roared, broke the shackles under his feet, jumped up, blocking Shi Lingxi. He felt chest tightness for a moment, and almost couldn't breathe. When his throat became sweet, his front collar became rosy.

Shi Lingxi was already shaking, and even after only suffering some aftermath, he fell to the ground.

Not far away, a scream of demon cultivators came, and more than a hundred disciples of Qinghen Sect were excited and beaten several demon cultivators to retreat step by step. Some people could not support them and died under the chaotic sword, with blood and blood.

Leng Xiao was bloated and it was difficult for him to stand up after falling to the ground. Although this layer of spiritual bondage caused him to be restrained in his actions, he could block the square-faced man's impact.

The big man stood up with a carp, stepped a few steps to Leng Xiao's side, raised his right leg high, and suddenly fell down. Chu Tiankuo was excited to see it, but his face was even more angry. This kick fell on Leng Xiao's chest, Leng Xiao stretched out his neck, and vomited another mouthful of blood, looking weak.

The horned soldiers flew over and landed on the cocoon of spiritual energy, as if they were pierced into cotton. After several interlacings, they were almost entangled together.

Shi Lingxi's eyes slid over Leng Xiao's dismal face. The enemy was about to die, so she didn't have to do it herself. She tried to protect her so hard, and she also forgot to repay Leng Xiao's love. She raised her hand, stroked the corners of her eyes, and a tear was stained between her fingers.

Demon clan, human clan, master.

Why, I can't be happy at all.

She closed her eyes, unwilling to see Leng Xiao’s tragic situation.

"Mom, Uncle Xiao, are you happier?"

The square-faced man fell on Leng Xiao's body one after another, accompanied by a wild laugh. The cocoon of spiritual energy was like a treasure armor at this moment, transmitting the force it had endured to his whole body so that he would not be trampled to death by several feet, but his whole body was disintegrated, and he felt that nothing was his own.

Leng Xiao's eyes were plain and fell on the big man with a square face. He slowly said, "So what if you kill Leng, you will still be a useless person in the future."

"shut up!"

The big man kicked Leng Xiao on the cheek and raised him three feet away. His body was broken, and even if he was reshaped, he was lacking after all, which would have a lot of obstacles to his future cultivation.

Taking advantage of the separation between them, Leng Xiao summoned the Jiao Bing and stabbed him in the neck.

The square-faced man humiliated: "Does he not bear the humiliation and wants to commit suicide on the spot?" But he was disbelief in his heart and walked forward quickly.

The horned soldiers only stabbed in half, and the green sword body slowly turned bloody. Leng Xiao's face became paler and his expression was calm. As soon as the square-faced man came, the horned soldiers suddenly flew up and pierced through the void.

The big man raised his foot, and the horned soldiers flashed, and penetrated from the Yongquan acupoint of the big man. The square-faced man could not dodge for a while. At this moment, he subconsciously kicked his left leg and rushed out several feet away, and his right leg was already penetrated by the horned soldiers.

The horned soldier drilled out from the buttocks of the square-faced man, bringing up a bunch of blood. When he entered, he was slender, and when he came out, the dragon scales spread out, and the square-faced man called the square-faced man with only an empty shell left on his right leg.

The man roared shrillly and could not stand upright. Leng Xiao's eyes were cold, but he did not pursue the victory. The long sword flew back to his side, and the sword energy raged, causing the cocoon of spiritual energy to peel off continuously.

The square-faced man rolled on the ground with a ferocious face. He had a body full of limbs and only one left leg was still healthy, and he looked extremely miserable.

It was extremely difficult for the remaining few demon cultivators to resist. Seeing that the square-faced man was defeated, they immediately ran away in all directions, without any loyalty. A man with a slightly weak cultivation was killed on the spot, and a group of seven or eight escaped only three people.

Chu Tian was dressed in a broad manner, he was not messy, and his body was elegant, which was in sharp contrast to Leng Xiao's embarrassment. He first walked to the square-faced man, and slashed his sword as if he was judging.

The square-faced man stopped struggling, and a huge head rolled out several feet, slowly pausing. His cow eyes were still open and he died with his eyes open.

None of the more than a hundred disciples were injured or killed, and they cheered endlessly. It was a good thing to be young.

Chu Tiankuo walked to Leng Xiao, and looked down with a gentle smile on his lips. No one saw a trace of killing intent radiating from the corners of his eyes. Leng Xiao just said quietly, "Senior Brother Chu will help you?" He knew that Chu Tiankuo would never attack him before the many disciples.

Sure enough, Chu Tiankuo smiled loudly, and was quite righteous. He patted his chest and raised his sword to cut it down one after another, but it had little effect. The two of them worked together and took a cup of tea to break through the cocoon of spiritual energy.

Chu Tiankuo's face looked a little embarrassed. Even breaking a small formation was so hard that it affected his wise image in the hearts of his disciples. Leng Xiao's heart was slightly sank. If the demon clan used this formation to deal with the human cultivators, he had already tasted the power of it.

Leng Xiao walked to Shi Lingxi and reached out. Shi Lingxi was a little confused, Leng Xiao saw a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

Unfortunately, my teacher has a great fate.

When a disciple saw the miserable situation of Leng Xiao and his disciples, he was sarcastic and sarcastic. He believed that Chu Tiankuo was responsible for his responsibility and was fearless. Leng Xiao did not like to argue with these people, and in the end he could only make them worse.

Leng Xiao turned around and said goodbye and left, his waist always straight. Shi Lingxi shrank and followed closely, Leng Xiao said, "Is it embarrassing to follow him?"

"Yeah." She responded, her voice a little cold.

Leng Xiao raised his left hand, looked at the broken ring finger, and just smiled faintly. Yes, as a teacher, he is indeed an incompetent person, and his first thought in encountering things will always be avoided. The so-called broad-minded heart is just weak.

"Slow down!"

A sharp shout came from behind the two of them. Seeing that Leng Xiao had not stopped, the man called out twice again. Instead, he looked at it and found that it was the survivor of the house.

The young man pointed at Leng Xiao and the others and said to Chu Tiankuo: "Sir, it was him who killed the villain's parents. I hope he will make the decision!"

He cried, but the crying stopped abruptly, widened his eyes and looked back and forth between Leng Xiao and Chu Tiankuo. Although the clothes were different, the patterns were roughly similar. It was obvious that they were all the same people?
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