While thinking about it, Leng Xuan's heart suddenly sank. Although he could hide from the detection of spiritual consciousness, Cheng Guodong and the others could not escape. At this moment, they heard a cry of killing coming from outside the village, including Cheng Guodong.
Leng Xuan's roar. Leng Xuan didn't care about concealing his whereabouts, and quickly moved his body, galloping away from the village.
When he rushed outside the village, he saw that Cheng Guodong and others were surrounded by more than 20 men. Under the crazy offensive of the other party, Cheng Guodong and others had no power to fight back and could only hold on.
Leng Xuan clasped the soul-eating needle with one hand and fired it with his hand. The soul-eating needle turned into a beam of cold light and quickly flew towards the men. He only heard a few screams, and in the blink of an eye, there were
Four men fell to the ground, lifeless. When the man saw his companion being killed, he immediately targeted Leng Xuan and rushed towards him. Leng Xuan sneered twice and stood up from the ground.
Like a roc spreading its wings, it landed in the middle of those men. Suddenly, Leng Xuan seemed to transform into a tiger and started killing among the crowd. For these guys who could kill even innocent people at will, Leng Xuan really couldn't feel any mercy and could only die.
, so that their sins can be forgiven.
But in an instant, all those men fell into a pool of blood. Leng Xuan wiped the blood spattered on his cheeks, walked to Cheng Guodong and others, and asked: "Are you okay?" Cheng Guodong gasped: "My head
Son, fortunately you came in time."
Leng Xuan nodded and said: "You guys go back first and leave the matters here to me alone." Cheng Guodong responded: "Boss, be careful then." After that, he led Hu Bo and others to leave quickly.
After watching Cheng Guodong and the others leave, Leng Xuan suddenly felt relieved. At this moment, he heard several bursts of sound piercing the sky from above the village. Leng Xuan turned his head and saw an old man flying down with four middle-aged men.
He stood ten meters away opposite him. The old man had white hair, a red face, a silver beard hanging down to his waist, and was wearing a loose Taoist robe. He indeed had the aura of an outsider.
The four middle-aged men were uniformly dressed in purple, with ice-like faces and cold eyes. They stood on both sides of the old man with their hands lowered. Leng Xuan narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you that Master Luo?"
The old man said solemnly: "Yes, it's me. Boy, who are you? How dare you disturb my old man's purity." Leng Xuan sneered: "Didn't you send someone to kill me? Don't you even know who I am?
Do you know?" Master Luo said in surprise: "Are you that Leng Xuan?" Leng Xuan nodded and said: "It's me." Master Luo snorted coldly: "That traitor Hu Bo actually deceived me and said that he had completed the mission. Hum,
Wait until you catch him and see how I deal with him." Leng Xuan sneered and said: "You should take care of yourself first." Master Luo raised his head and smiled and said: "Boy, I have seen many people who talk shamelessly, but none of them have
It will end well. Do you think you can do anything to me on your own?" Leng Xuan shook his head and said: "It seems that you don't pay much attention to things in the world of cultivation. Otherwise, you wouldn't think what I just said was a joke." He
Last time he won the first prize in the rookie competition at the Cultivation Conference. Not only did he become famous in the world of cultivation, but at least 50% of the cultivators knew his name.
Master Luo looked cold and sneered: "I don't have much interest in a dying person." After saying that, he waved his hand and said: "Kill him for me."