The time of a cup of tea has passed, and the time of an incense has passed. Eight     1 Middle School★Wen.com

After so long, no one has come out again. Only Ning Pofeng Ning Poshan stands beside Ning Wo Xiaotian.

Ning Xiaotian's eyes were twitching, and there was a look of madness in his eyes. His teeth were trembling and he shouted in a low voice: "Dean Wang, these people can be killed!"

"Okay!" Wang Ruoming laughed loudly and raised his hand. The masters of Hedaoyuan suddenly looked trembling. The vitality was raised, and the murderous intent rushed into the sky. Just when Wang Ruoming's hand fell, they would rush out like a tiger going down the mountain, instantly killing all the old, weak and remnants of Hedaoyuan!

Ning Dongying's body was still moving. He was just a towering old man. When his life was about to end, he was not afraid at all. Instead, he raised his head, looked into the distance, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"Ye Ling escaped, Yun'er will come back one day... I can still regain my reputation as a Taoist temple!"

The people in Hedaoyuan behind him were now looking at death, not sad, only strong.

"The young master has escaped, he will definitely be able to kill him back in the future!"

"Hehe, I just hope that when the young master helps me with revenge in the future, he must kill that old thing Wang Ruoming!"

call!

Wang Ruoming's eyes suddenly became cold, his arms fell, and a cold wind generated by murderous aura arose in his sleeves.

"kill!"

The masters of Hedaoyuan immediately rushed towards the people of Hedaoyuan, like sharp arrows, either like green swallows flying, or like beasts jumping away, and rushed straight towards the people of Hedaoyuan, with a huge momentum and unstoppable momentum!

But...at this moment, a cold voice suddenly rang in everyone's ears.

"Liuyunfeng's family is here, who dares to move again? No mercy will be killed!"

"Who is it!" Wang Ruoming's heart trembled suddenly, a chill rose on his spine, and a fear that had not been seen in many years was in his heart. He quickly looked up and looked at the source of the sound. He saw that on the roof, a man in a green robe appeared on the roof. He wrapped his hands in his chest, carrying a blue sky and cloud flag on his back, looking at him coldly.

The flag is flying against the wind and the rising sun, and the word "wind" is embroidered in the center!

"Master, at least the master of the Eighth Level of Hedao!" Just after taking a look like this, Wang Ruoming's throat tightened, feeling that he, who was in the early stage of the seventh level of Hedao, was as small as an ant in front of that person, and he did not even suspect that the other party was telling a lie.

Wang Ruoming was like this, and the other people in Hedaoyuan were even more afraid. As soon as they heard the sound, hundreds of masters from Hedaoyuan, who were at the sixth and seventh level of Hedaoyuan, immediately froze in place, swept the flag and the drums, their faces were pale, and their whole bodies were trembling like sieve chaff, and beads of sweat as big as beans continued to slide off their foreheads.

The people in Hedaoyuan also heard the sound, but they did not feel uncomfortable or afraid at all.

The strange changes of the people in Hedaoyuan also made them slightly stunned, and they couldn't help but look up.

When they saw the Feng family master on the roof, they couldn't help but be stunned, not understanding who this was.

Only Ning Dongying looked up and his heart moved, his eyes suddenly wet, and he had a long breath of turbid breath: "Ye Ling, are you back?"

Then, a purple figure also appeared on the roof, and a look of ecstasy appeared on the surprised faces of the people in Hedaoyuan.

"It's the bamboo alchemist!"

"Master Zhu Dan is back, then... this master is my senior brother who called him back to help us!"

"Haha, the sky has eyes. I have such a senior brother in Hedao Courtyard. The sky has eyes!"

"Long live the senior brother!"

Just now, all the people in Hedaoyuan thought that today was their death date, but now, Ye Ling actually successfully called Liuyun City to help him block Hedaoyuan.

The feeling of surviving the disaster instantly enveloped my heart, and cheers suddenly soared into the sky!

On the other hand, the people of Hedaoyuan on the other side were silent. From just now to now, no one dared to move at all, even Wang Ruoming was no exception!

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In Liuyun City, looking at the rising sun in the sky, Ye Ling's mood became more and more restless.

According to time, the Feng family must have arrived in Tianfeng City at this time. I just don’t know how much blow the Hedaoyuan has suffered recently, and whether the dean has suffered such serious injuries at this moment... After all, the Feng family has not had time to rescue the situation...

After watering a drop of green juice to the seeds of Lieyang Flower, Ye Ling took another White Jade Vitality Pill to start healing his wounds.

More than two days have passed, and the injuries in his body have been healed by the accumulation of pills.

And it seems that because of the brink of life and death, coupled with the medicinal power hidden in the various parts of the body of Jinhai Na Yuan Dan, it began to slowly dissipate. At this moment, he only felt that his cultivation level seemed to have improved a little more!

"The effect of this Jinhai Yuan Dan hidden in the body will probably disappear until my cultivation reaches the eighth level of the Taoist mercy!"

After secretly estimating the growth of cultivation, Ye Ling finally had a long-lost surprise on his face.

But at this moment, a scream came from outside the gate of the small villa that had been quiet these days: "Ye Ling, come out!"

Hearing this voice, Ye Ling couldn't help but feel sank in his heart.

It's the voice of the wind and clouds!

If someone else was scolding outside, he could hide here for a while, but Fengyun was not afraid of Fengxueyi at all. If he came over, if he didn't go out to see him, he might be able to kick the door and enter.

Thinking of this, Ye Ling could only pursed her lips, opened the yard door, and walked out in the morning light.

"Is it him?" At this moment, another voice came, not cold, not angry, not warm, not with any emotion, as if a soulless puppet spoke.

He narrowed his eyes and his pupils adapted to the oncoming morning light. Only then did he see clearly that in addition to the storm, there was also a young man.

The young man was wearing a snow-white robe, with a silver thread on his cuffs and collar. He was erected on his head, wearing a high crown and a white jade hairpin. Under his delicate shape, he had a more refined face, fair skin, straight nose, lips, eyebrows, eyes and eyes, all of which were exquisite.

What a handsome young man!

Seeing this young man, Ye Ling's heart was silent for no reason. He looked at the corner of his mouth with a sneer on his face, and his eyes were filled with unknown meanings, and said, "Young Master Fengyun, I don't know what you have to ask me for."
Chapter completed!