The two of Qingxuan Zhenren and Xiao Chucai confronted the lightning bolt.∞:∞Piaotian Siyi Network∞

The voice that had never appeared no longer spoke at this moment, but only controlled the lightning purple fire to float continuously. Xiao Chucai looked at the lightning purple fire coldly, with a bad expression on his face and an unconcealed hostility on his body.

Zhenren Qingxuan sat aside, his eyes drooping slightly, and there was no expression on his face.

However, his location was right before the Purple Emperor Divine Tree. No matter who he wants to obtain the Purple Emperor Divine Tree, he must pass through him.

"Ha, it's coming in funny way."

The voice that had been silent for a long time sounded again, and the tone of voice was relaxed.

Before he finished speaking, several green lights flashed on the steps on the top of the Purple Emperor Peak. More than ten monks walked out of the green light and stood at the top of the Purple Emperor Peak.

These more than ten martial artists looked at the two of Qingxuan Zhenren, looked at each other, but did not make any move for a while.

They could still recognize the Fuyao realm of Zhenren Qingxuan. Most of these dozens of martial arts practitioners were around the realm of the Xuan realm, and only the best among them had a state of inspiration, which was much different from Zhenren Qingxuan.

If you act rashly, you may be killed.

“Fellow Taoist…”

The two sides confronted each other for a while, and some of the martial arts practitioners could not help but say.

The realm of the person speaking is quite powerful among these martial artists, and he is ten percent of the realm of the inspiration. He also saw the strange atmosphere on the top of the Purple Emperor Peak, so he couldn't help but speak.

"You deserve to be called fellow Taoist?!"

Before he could finish a sentence, the martial arts cultivator's words were interrupted by an angry shout.

The person who spoke was not Qingxuan, but Xiao Chucai who was watching coldly.

Xiao Chucai held the hilt of the knife in his hand and looked at the talking Wu Xiu coldly.

"you……"

The martial arts cultivator who was scolded by Xiao Chucai was angry and his face turned red. He was about to fight back a few times, but considering Xiao Chucai's cultivation level at the Xuan level, the martial arts cultivator weighed in his heart and decided not to anger Xiao Chucai.

Since these martial artists appeared, Xiao Chucai looked at these martial artists coldly and subconsciously placed his palm on the hilt of the knife.

The martial artist spoke, but he caught a reason.

"Take me a knife first, and then see if you have the qualifications!"

Before he could speak, Xiao Chucai had already declared war with him.

Before he finished speaking, the knife had already taken action!

Xiao Chucai's figure shook, causing the air around him to crackle!

His figure has disappeared!

Half a breath!

Xiao Chucai's figure disappeared for only half a breath and then appeared in his original place again.

From the disappearance of the body to the reappearance, the interval between them is very short. If you do not pay attention to it, this change will be ignored.

"snort!"

Xiao Chucai snorted coldly, swung the long knife in his hand, and slowly put it into the scabbard.

"puff!"

It was not until this time that the monk who spoke out among the martial arts cultivators made a little reaction!

Several sounds sounded on him, and slowly appeared on him like a web of piaotian literature.

"Baobabababababa..."

In a blink of an eye, the martial arts practitioner had turned into a pool of rotten meat, scattered all over the ground!

"hiss……"

The more than ten martial artists gasped and looked at the minced meat on the ground with a pale face.

They are all martial arts practitioners with profound practices. They are inevitably fighting with others on weekdays, and they are definitely not a small number of lives killed.

However, even if these knowledgeable martial artists saw Xiao Chucai's fierce and cruel methods, they couldn't help but feel tight and their scalp became numb when they saw it.

He was killed so easily and neatly, but a martial artist in the realm of inspiration!

Even though there is a big gap between the two, the martial artist in the realm of inspiration was killed like chopping melons and vegetables, which makes people feel cold!

The difference between the Tongxuan realm and the Inspiration Realm is such a terrifying suppression power!

"As long as you don't want to die..."

Xiao Chucai glanced at the martial arts cultivators with a fierce look and unconcealed murderous intent.

His eyes swept across dozens of martial arts practitioners, and no one dared to look at him.

While speaking, Xiao Chucai stroked his finger and shot out a sword energy, slashing it before the martial arts practitioners.

A trench about a foot wide suddenly cracked on the mountain rocks.

"...Don't cross this line. If you are determined to die, you can step over this line."

Xiao Chucai pointed to the trench formed by the sword and said coldly.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, the sword technique at the sealing sword realm is indeed powerful. It is indeed extraordinary to practice the Angry Sword Technique to such an extent."

The voice that had been silent for a while was heard again, with a tone of neither yin nor yang, which was quite ridiculous and sarcastic: "The Angry Sword Technique is a sword technique of great sorrow and anger. If the anger in the chest is strong, the intention of the sword will be stronger. A sword that gathers the anger in the chest and cuts out, the power of which can instantly kill martial artists whose cultivation is weaker than themselves."

"Although the Angry Sword Art is extremely domineering, if you practice the Angry Sword Art to a high level, your chest is strong and you will be particularly angry. Once you are not happy in your heart, you will unconsciously feel angry."

"But if these angers do not spread out, they will constantly interfere with the soul and make the soul lose the peace of the past."

The voice ignored Xiao Chucai's increasingly ugly expression and continued, "It's not me who said you, if you really get angry with me, you can attack me. Use these little fish as a way to vent your anger, aren't you afraid of losing the face of your Master of the Sword-Sealing Realm?"

"I... will fight you sooner or later. I will kill you...it's just a matter of time."

Xiao Chucai gritted his teeth and said something from the gap between his teeth.

"Since it's a matter of time, you might as well do it as soon as possible. What are you waiting for? This is."

The voice and speech were extremely rogue, constantly stirring Xiao Chucai's anger: "Come on, let me see, let me see, see if you have made any progress after these ten years."

"drink……"

Xiao Chucai roared lowly, and a faint red air surging around him.

The anger and murderous aura in his body could no longer be concealed.

"Get out the knife, just use the knife. Even if you don't dare to shoot at me, you can always shoot at those people, right?"

The voice was filled with great temptation. Xiao Chucai might not be hit on weekdays, but now Xiao Chucai is angry and can't say it.

"clang."

At some point, Zhenren Qingxuan had already reached the sword on his knees. He buckled his fingers and gently knocked on the sword.

The sound of the sword was clear, and the sound of the clear and clear Yue was directly touching the hearts of the people.

The angry Xiao Chucai became much more awake under the sound of the sword. The angry murderous aura surrounding him also dissipated in the sound of the sword.

"You old bull's nose, you are ruining my business again."

The voice sighed boringly.

"Now is not the time to have a war, so why bother to force each other?"

Zhenren Qingxuan reached out and stroked the sword. The blue green sword flashed and turned into a stream of light and penetrated into Zhenren Qingxuan's sleeve.

He looked at the purple flames that were constantly jumping in the air and said slowly.

These words saved Xiao Chucai's face, preventing Xiao Chucai from becoming angry again, and temporarily resolving the dispute between the two. Zhenren Qingxuan knew in his heart that if he had not taken action from it or had less words, there would inevitably be a fight between the two.

Even if the fight between the two is resolved at the moment, it will be just a temporary moment.

Zhenren Qingxuan knew what happened between the two of them, and it was impossible to make them lose murderous intentions in their hearts. Even if the Three Pure Dao Ancestors were reincarnated and were in the dust, they could not transform them.

"Those who block the way, die!"

Another blue light flashed across the steps, and the sound had arrived before the person appeared.

Dozens of red light appeared from the green light, and they crashed into the dozens of monks like swimming fish.

The red light came to the body, hovering on the martial arts cultivator's body, and it had instantly entered the martial arts cultivator's body. The red light came extremely fast, and it suddenly came out from behind the martial arts cultivators. The dozens of martial arts cultivators did not resist for a moment and were successfully invaded by the red light.

"Hehe, I'm so lucky!"

At this moment, a Taoist man only turned into a blue light. The Taoist man was dressed in black, with a gloomy face, high cheekbones, and dull eyes.

The old Taoist walked out of the green light, looked at dozens of martial arts cultivators and screamed in pain, and said with a smile as if no one was around: "Old ancestor, I just refined the blood-light leech, so I will let you enjoy it!"

"Where did the goods come from... Using such dirty means, it seems that there is light on the face?"

The purple flames were beating repeatedly, and the sound rang again.

"Who is talking bad things about the ancestor behind his back!"

This sentence is neither high nor low, and it just makes the old Taoist hear it clearly. When the old Taoist heard this, he looked straight and looked in the direction of Xiao Chucai and the others.

Relying on his cultivation level at the peak of Tongxuan Realm and having a set of magical powers, he was not afraid of the Fuyao Realm of Qingxuan Zhenren.

"It's your grandpa, what about you?"

As if afraid that the old Taoist would not find his own trace, the purple flames beat in black lightning, turning the shape a lot bigger, and kept beating in the air.

"Do you dare to show up and compete with me with the ancestor!"

At this time, the dozens of martial arts cultivators had become like human fucking, and there was no more muscles and blood around them. The red light that had previously transformed into the bodies of martial arts cultivators turned out from the body of martial arts cultivators, and they all grew a lot.

The old Taoist recalled dozens of red lights with one move, and said, looking at the purple flames in the void.

Although he was fierce, he was not a brainless person. Before Yanyu used his soul to sweep back and forth on the purple flame, wanting to see the cultivation level of the man who turned into purple flame. However, this purple flame was strange. No matter how his soul scanned and explored it, he could not find any trace of the cultivation level.

The old Taoist kept searching his soul and said in his heart: "This guy is weird, I have to act carefully to avoid capsizing in the gutter."

The red light flew out of his hand and kept hovering in the air, like a lit of fire. If a human figure appeared in the purple flame, the old Taoist could immediately use his means to knock out the blood leech that was everywhere in the sky.
To be continued...