"Master, where are the healing elixirs?"

Xiao Zhixing looked around in the secret room, but did not find the elixir bottle, so he quickly turned around and asked.

Half of Li Xiuyang's face was hidden in the shadows, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"Healing elixir? Why is there such a thing in this place?"

Hearing this, Xiao Zhixing was stunned.

"Master, didn't you mean..."

"I lied to you."

Li Xiuyang slowly walked out of the darkness, with a sinister smile on his face.

Black mist surrounded Li Xiuyang, who was exuding a ghostly aura and slowly stretched out his big hand towards Xiao Zhixing.

At this moment, Xiao Zhixing received a huge shock, and his head was buzzing.

A large number of sealed memories instantly appeared in my mind.

The same big ghostly hand, the secret room that appeared in the dream.

Senior Brother Zhiyuan...

Refined into a blood corpse by the master?!

This is the master’s corpse refining place!

His soul moved slightly, and Li Xiuyang suddenly realized that Xiao Zhixing's memory seal had been lifted.

At this bottom, Li Xiuyang no longer cares.

Both of them must die today!

There was a fierce light in his eyes, and his big withered hands grabbed Xiao Zhixing.

"Help!"

Xiao Zhixing closed his eyes in fear and shouted for help.

Phew!

A bit of cold light suddenly appeared, splitting Li Xiuyang's palm into two in an instant!

The power was not reduced at all, and it went straight to the center of Li Xiuyang's eyebrows!

Li Xiuyang's soul suddenly appeared, and the black mist around him surged. He tried his best to tilt his body back.

However, all efforts were in vain. Cheng Fan had already arranged several talismans around him and connected them into a formation.

As soon as the mana was activated, the formation formed in an instant, tightly confining Li Xiuyang's body, making it difficult for him to move.

The black mist could not stop Cheng Fan's flying sword at all.

When it touches the sword light, it is like ice and snow melting, instantly turning into nothing.

In an instant, the sword light flashed away.

Only a little red cinnabar was left on Li Xiuyang's eyebrows.

If they didn't observe carefully, others would think that he had an auspicious mole on himself.

Li Xiuyang's eyebrows were pierced by a sword, and his eyes became dull.

Cheng Fan removed the concealment technique and revealed his figure.

Li Xiuyang was so stunned that his eyes almost fell out of his eyes, and he said with hatred:

"It's you! How, how is it possible?! You are not practicing Qi...ho ho...ho..."

What kind of evil skill does this guy practice?

The center of his eyebrow was pierced, but there was still a trace of life left.

Cheng Fan glanced at him indifferently, not bothering to talk nonsense to him.

With his fingers aggrieved, another sword light shot out with a snap of his fingers and circled around Li Xiuyang's neck.

Then it shot into his chest, completely killing his life.

Finally, he picked up the black jade ring and fell into Cheng Fan's hand.

Cheng Fan put the ring into the system space and completely isolated it from the outside world.

In this way, no matter whether Li Xiuyang had a back-up plan or not, he would not be able to notify the evil cultivator on the other end of the ring.

This was not over yet, Cheng Fan recited the magic formula quickly, and his magic power surged rapidly.

Wrapping a ball of mana on his hand, he grasped the top of Li Xiuyang's head.

Supernatural power - Jushen!

A shrill scream suddenly sounded in Cheng Fan's ears.

This is the roar of Li Xiuyang's soul, which cannot be heard by people with low cultivation level.

His soul was forcefully pulled out of his body by Cheng Fan and put into a jade stone specially used to store the soul.

After handling all this, Cheng Fan looked at the two people next to him.

Xiao Zhixing still closed his eyes tightly, trembling with fear.

His senior brother Zhishan saw all this completely, and his jaw almost dropped to the ground in shock.

Looking at Cheng Fan's figure, he didn't even dare to express his anger, for fear of alarming Cheng Fan.

Although this person saved him, what if this person is Master's enemy?

Even the master was killed instantly, and killing him by accident was as easy as squeezing an ant to death.

At this moment, Xiao Zhixing begged with tears in his eyes:

"Master...please don't kill anyone again, you will be punished sooner or later..."

He didn't know yet that his master had turned into a corpse and even his soul had been captured by Cheng Fan.

Zhishan was frightened for a while, and he never dared to bully Xiao Zhixing again, otherwise he would suffer retribution!

Cheng Fan said calmly: "It's okay, just open your eyes."

"Eh?"

Xiao Zhixing was stunned.

Master didn't kill me?

No, this doesn’t seem to be Master’s voice?

It sounds a little familiar.

Xiao Zhixing slowly opened his eyes and immediately saw Cheng Fan and Li Xiuyang, who was slumped aside, dying.

"You saved me!"

Xiao Zhixing shouted in surprise.

"You, you are, that, that..."

Xiao Zhixing hesitated for a few seconds before he remembered Cheng Fan's Taoist number.

"Thank you, Taoist Master Daoxuan!"

Xiao Zhixing bowed to Cheng Fan respectfully.

"But you're not, you're not...how could you possibly treat Master...?"

Cheng Fan smiled lightly and said, "I lied to him."

Hearing this, Xiao Zhixing couldn't help laughing.

That's what Li Xiuyang said to Xiao Zhixing just now. Unexpectedly, this senior Daoxuan was also lying to his master!

Hey, wait!

The master is a monk in the Taoist stage.

Senior Daoxuan even defeated his master easily.

Doesn't that mean...?

Xiao Zhixing was immediately surprised and cast an admiring look at Cheng Fan.

"Senior, how did you know there was something wrong with my master?"

Xiao Zhixing asked curiously.

Cheng Fan asked back: "There shouldn't be any reason why a Taoist priest has to ask his disciples to ask the master to come down the mountain when he pays homage to the mountain gate, right?"

"Your master sent you to invite me to test me. Naturally, I can't be exposed easily."

"Fortunately, you are the one here. I learned from your memory that there is something wrong with your master."

Xiao Zhixing scratched his head and remembered that he seemed to have had a dream in Dishui Temple, and he also dreamed of Senior Brother Zhiyuan.
To be continued...