Lin Yaoyao and Xiaobai wanted to leave with tears in their eyes.
Ye Lingze ignored them and still ate his own food.
If a child has a tantrum, it will get better after a while.
"Deputy Peak Master, we really can't stay any longer. It would be better for us to bid farewell."
"Thank you for taking us in and treating us, but we really can't stay any longer. We have to go back to save Master. Please let us go!"
At this time, Lin Yaoyao bit her lower lip tightly. She was originally very proud, but now she looked stubborn.
Amid the stubbornness, there was more of a pleading look.
"No, you can't leave now. If you want to leave, you have to wait a while."
As the spirit of all things, Ye Ling cannot escape her eyes even the smallest movement in the fairy world.
At this time, the Xinghe Sect was clearly a Rakshasa field.
There is no hope of a living person going in and coming out.
As for the people inside, we can only take care of it slowly and measure it in the long term.
But she couldn't tell Lin Yaoyao and the others this.
"Deputy Peak Master, you!"
Lin Yaoyao's eyes were filled with sparks when she saw Sanfan Ye Ling obstructing her travels several times.
He almost pulled out his spiritual sword.
Seeing this, Xuan quickly stood in front of Lin Yaoyao and politely extended his hand.
"Miss Lin, this is for your own good, please!"
When Xiao Qing saw this, he immediately shouted: "What are you doing? Do you want to put us under house arrest?"
Ye Ling, who was happily grabbing his food just now, suddenly became angry when he heard this.
The clay figurine is still angry. Is this because she can't hear?
"Take them down and let them come out after seven days!"
Ye Ling's eyes widened in anger, his aura shook, and his pressure was released. In an instant, half of the people in the hall were shouting and kneeling.
"Yes!" Xuan heard that he stepped forward and cupped his hands, then turned around and extended his hands to Lin Yaoyao and the others.
"Miss Lin, please!"
Upon seeing this, Lin Yaoyao drew out her spirit sword and shouted violently at Xiao Bai.
"Master needs us, we have to break out."
When Lin Yaoyao spoke, Xiaobai and the others did not dare to respond. They quickly followed Lin Yaoyao and raised the spirit swords in their hands.
But before he could breathe out, Ye Ling swept him to the ground with his sleeves.
For a moment, he sneered and said: "I taught you your natural power. Are you going to attack Master so soon?"
After talking, Lin Yaoyao and the others felt extremely guilty.
Seeing this, Xuan quickly took advantage of this stall to take Lin Yaoyao and the others down.
A quarter of an hour later, Xuan came and asked: "Master Ling, are we really not going to save Ye Kong?"
Ye Ling glared angrily: "I saw you scolding you very fiercely two days ago. The sun rises from the west today? Don't go! I'll say it for the last time."
Xuan heard that he had no choice but to retreat.
The Xinghe Sect was in a mess at this time, without the slightest breath of living people.
The whole sect was filled with a cold feeling of loneliness.
However, deep in the Sword Cave, someone's voice could be heard.
"We're all waiting outside. No one is allowed in unless I say anything."
Everyone saw a few purple shadows passing by, and they were about to go after them.
But Luo Yangtian blocked him back with one hand and said in a deep voice.
Just as everyone was about to say something, they saw the sect leader Luo Yangtian leaping forward and entering the depths of the Sword Cave.
"Haha, I didn't expect that ancient friends would also know my nickname. I'm really honored." Luo Yangtian's voice was deliberately made hoarse, as if it were rubbing against iron pieces, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.
The horse-faced young man remained silent, his slightly red eyes slowly looking around the inside and outside of the sword cave.
His sight was very good, and he could clearly see the crowds in the distance even from a long distance away.
When he saw Su Qingxuan and Nan Cunxi, his eyes brightened slightly, and he stuck out his tongue and licked his thick upper lip.
Su Qingxuan noticed it and hurriedly dodged to Liu Ruyan
behind.
Nan Cunxi also felt someone staring at her, and felt a little nervous in her heart.
Luo Yangtian was slightly confused, already guessing that the man in front of him would never give up.
He had already led everyone to hide in the cave, but this person came so quickly, and it was these two notorious and troublesome people in front of him who came.
But after all, he was also a monk who had experienced many battles. He quickly regained his composure and said coldly: "You two suddenly killed the Xinghe Sect in this border area. You should give an explanation both emotionally and rationally. Could it be that
Do you want to provoke a war between sects?"
"Hey, you don't tell secrets in front of Mingren. I believe that our fellow Taoists know the purpose of our visit. The two of us were ordered by the elders to come here for a visit." The hunchbacked old man beside him gave a sonorous laugh.
Intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes glanced in the direction of Nan Cunxi and Su Qingxuan.
Nan Cunxi stood motionless, looking calm, while Su Qingxuan's pretty face turned pale.
Luo Yangtian snorted and did not reply immediately, but all kinds of thoughts were whirling in his mind.
"Fellow Daoist Luo, you have no grudge against our brothers. As long as you give us compensation, our brothers will ensure that your Xinghe Sect is safe and sound. How about that?" The hunchbacked old man shook his head and said, like an old master in the mortal world.
Luo Yangtian's status in the Xinghe Sect is not low, and if possible, they would not want to fight with him.
"Nan Cunxi is now the master Taoist companion of our sect, and Su Qingxuan is also an inner disciple of our sect. You want me to hand them over. What do you two think of the Xinghe Sect?" Luo Yangtian's face suddenly turned cold and he said decisively.
"Huh, if you don't drink a toast, you'll have to drink wine as a penalty. Since your Xinghe Sect is seeking death, our brothers will give you a ride!" The hunchbacked old man suddenly raised his eyebrows and said in a cold voice.
The horse-faced young man had already been waiting impatiently. Seeing that the conversation had collapsed, he immediately took the lead and waved his sleeves, and large gray-white flames swarmed out from his sleeves.
With a click of his finger, those gray-white flames immediately converged into one place, forming a whirlpool of gray-white flames.
A flaming ghost claw the size of a house suddenly stretched out from the whirlpool and grabbed Luo Yangtian and others head-on.
Luo Yangtian, who had been prepared for a long time, stamped his foot, and the light of the galaxy became bright again, shooting backwards.
At the same time, he raised one hand, and the black long sword beside him immediately flew out, turning into a seven or eight-foot long sword rainbow, and struck the palm of the flame ghost claw, making a sound of gold and iron clashing.
.
Luo Yangtian's eyes moved slightly and his finger techniques changed.
The black sword rainbow shrank suddenly, becoming more than twice its size, but even brighter and dazzling.
"Pfft"!
The black sword rainbow suddenly pierced the flame ghost claw and came out from the other side.
The ghost claw exploded, turning into flames that filled the sky, and the flame vortex in the sky also collapsed.
The horse-faced young man's face flushed with blood, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
He roared angrily, his eyes suddenly turned blood red, and he turned over his hand and took out a black scroll, which seemed to be a picture scroll.
A large gray-white light surged out of his body and immediately enveloped his figure, making it unclear what he was doing inside from the outside.
The hunchbacked old man also paused at this moment, and a large black light emerged from his body, and the huge pressure of the late Nascent Soul spread out.
Luo Yangtian's face changed slightly, and he waved his hand to recall the black sword rainbow, which was hovering above his head. His consciousness was firmly locked on the horse-faced young man and the hunchbacked old man.
Xinghe took this opportunity and retreated more than a hundred feet in one breath before stopping.