The white-haired god glanced around and walked down slowly.
It's like taking a spring outing.
But just now, he killed someone instantly.
Fei Houyong is dead.
He was instantly killed by a young man in white clothes and white hair whose origin was unknown, and he fell there lifeless.
There are two remaining Mahayana Dao Zangs, Wu Bingjue has the fifth level of the Mahayana Dao Zang, and Wen Renyi has the seventh level of the Mahayana Dao Zang. What will happen to them?
The two of them didn't know.
Ling Caiwei backed away in fright. Perhaps she was too panicked. She got caught by the threshold and fell to the floor with a clatter. She looked up in horror at the handsome man in white.
The jade is made of metal, with a rosy glow and moonlight charm, and is extremely handsome. Although it looks like an immortal or a god, it makes people feel oppressive.
Silent intimidation and suppression, silently wreaking havoc all around her.
She was terrified and at a loss.
When she got up, she actually ordered, "Quick, kill her, kill her, kill her for me."
Her hatred for Xie Lingyan was so strong that she had never been taught a lesson in public. However, what Xie Lingyan did that day will be remembered by Ling Caiwei for the rest of her life, and she refused to forgive him.
Thinking of the hatred in her heart, she asked the remaining two Mahayana Daozangs to go up and kill people. They were the strongest people. Her father said that there was nothing they couldn't do.
Xie Lingyan looked at the man seeking death and said, "Go with the sword."
Han Yan's sword was as powerful as breaking bamboo, and it plundered and killed.
The sharp sword blade swept across the area, directly picking up fragments on the ground, and those sharp fragments went straight to Ling Caiwei's vitals.
Wu Bingjue reacted, and he knocked the princess away who didn't know the height of the sky, and then pushed out the Wuyue Sword in his hand to stop the debris that was directly killing people.
On the other side, Wen Renyi quietly made a sneak attack.
The young man in white clothes and white hair lowered his eyes, raised his slender jade fingers slightly, and the broken pieces of wood scattered on the ground suddenly flew up, and then penetrated Wen Renyi's body.
Wen Renyi paused and looked down:
He was penetrated by the leg of a chair.
Thousands of sawdust fragments turned into sharp arrows and pierced directly through his body.
There is Dao Yun on him to resist, and those debris cannot get close.
And this young man in white clothes and white hair actually easily shattered the body-protecting Tao Yun belonging to the cultivator?
Wen Renyi froze for a long time, then suddenly fell down.
died.
Just died like this.
At the age of eighteen, a man killed Feng Linjie. At that time, he did not die, but he carried it with force. From then on, everyone was afraid of him when he heard his name. Then he changed his name to Wen Renyi. He was originally lamented, but in the end he chose to rely on him.
Yi, because there is a little extravagant hope mixed in, what kind of extravagant hope is that? He seems to have forgotten it, and he seems to have always remembered it, but he no longer declares it with his mouth, and he does not dare to think about it any more.
Life comes to an end like this.
Are you willing?
have no idea.
No one asked him.
He won't answer either.
Just lie on the ground and slowly close your eyes.
Xie Lingyan turned around and saw a giant collapsed in front of her.
What has he done?
What are you doing in your life?
None of that matters anymore. After death, everything turns into dust and no one will ask questions.
People watching outside the inn were stunned, shocked, horrified, and even scared.
Who is this man in white clothes and white hair? His cultivation is so powerful that he can kill two Dao Zang Daozang masters without any effort?
Some were so frightened that they fell silent, while others retreated quietly. They left the beacon battlefield and hurried to report the master behind them.
When Fei Houyong died, no one sympathized with him, but the news of him leaning on him made people hiss.
Wen Renyi, killed the twelve streets of the imperial city, crossed the Palace of Hell, kicked down the gate of hell, never thought that one day he would end up here.
He was instantly killed by Xie Lingyan, no, the young man in white clothes and white hair who was leaning on Xie Lingyan's back.
Wu Bingjue was left, and he didn't care about anything anymore, so he immediately grabbed Ling Caiwei and ran away.
Xie Lingyan stood at the door of the inn, looking at the soldiers and crab generals surrounding the inn.
They were frightened, frightened, and retreated step by step. Slowly, they turned around and left, as if they had never been there before.
However, the mess on the ground reflected everything that had just happened.
The flames of war were just ignited and quickly extinguished.
Zhuo Qingxuan arrived late and saw such a tragic situation. Half of a majestic and magnificent building was destroyed.
He asked, "Xie Lingyan, are you demolishing the house?"
Xie Lingyan argued, "It's not me, it's Ling Caiwei. You can go to King Jin'an to claim compensation." After saying that, she fell headlong.
Zhuo Qingxuan reacted quickly. He flew over, picked up the fainted person and ran straight to the room. Others thought he was too angry to attack her.
In fact, Xie Lingyan was already unconscious.
She was bleeding from all her orifices.
There were waves of turbulence in Dantian.
My whole body feels uncomfortable, painful, unspeakable, and painful.
ah……
She endured inhuman torture, and the fatal backlash came again.
It hurts.
Zhuo Qingxuan wanted to help, but a powerful aura suddenly erupted from the painful man, knocking away the approaching people.
Zhuo Qingxuan fell on the door.
He was stunned for a long time, and he was a little confused.
This little girl hides her strength.
He sat on the floor and looked at the people in the distance who were suffering great pain.
Someone outside asked with concern, "Young Master, how are you, are you okay?"
Zhuo Qingxuan told them not to come in. He casually set up a barrier, then sat on the floor, leaning against the door, looking at the people struggling in pain in the distance.
He can't get close to her.
I don’t know what kind of skills she practiced. It should be the backlash of her extraordinary power. Zhuo Qingxuan is somewhat aware of this. It is said that things must be reversed at the extreme. For this reason, the master has repeatedly told them to proceed step by step and to fight steadily. He advised the disciples.
Middle school students must not make any rash advances, otherwise the gains will outweigh the losses.
Zhuo Qingxuan kept in mind his master's teachings. He has always been the kind of person who keeps moving forward steadily, and today he learned that King Jin'an sent three Mahayana Taoists to avenge his daughter.
"Zhuo Qingxuan." Xie Lingyan's voice was like a gnat, calling to the living person in the distance.
Zhuo Qingxuan said, "I'm still here, how are you?"
"Fortunately, I won't die."
"It's obvious. I can still breathe, but I won't die for a while."
Xie Lingyan: "..." Can this person speak?
Zhuo Qingxuan asked, "Wen Renyi and Fei Houyong were both killed by you?"
Xie Lingyan asked weakly, "It's not me, could it be you? By the way, I've been fighting for so long, why don't you show up?"
She originally thought that Zhuo Qingxuan was from the Lingyun Sect, and if he could show up in time, he would definitely be able to help her, so that the white-haired immortal would not have to come out, and she would not have to suffer the pain of backlash.
Who knew this guy wouldn't show up for a long time.
Zhuo Qingxuan said, "I have something to do."
A quarter of an hour ago, he was accompanying several masters of the family, exchanging polite words.
Then someone talked about King Jin'an, saying that according to King Jin'an's temperament, it was impossible to make things trivial.
As a result, the prince who doted on his daughter to excess actually did shameless things for his daughter, and he sent people to kill Xie Lingyan.
After learning about such a thing, Zhuo Qingxuan rushed over immediately, but he was still late.
When they arrived, they saw a mess all over the ground. Fortunately, Xie Lingyan was okay, but his house had been torn to pieces.
A good house with half of it cut off is not only strange to look at, but also heartbreaking.