In the wonderful scenery of Feixia, Yixianxia is one of the key landmarks.
This small canyon, which runs from southeast to northwest, is only 720 feet long, and the widest part inside is only 130 feet. In most places, only one person can pass. It separates the outer and middle areas of Feixianyuan.
The only way from the outer perimeter to the middle perimeter.
On both sides of the canyon are towering mountains.
The space around the mountains is very strange, and an exquisite magic circle has been set up, which is like an invisible barrier, completely separating the front from the back. No matter how high your cultivation level is and how wonderful your body skills are, it is impossible to cross it.
God knows what earth-shattering methods the Feixia Immortal who left the Feixia Wonderland in the past used to make it one of the rules of heaven and earth in Feixianyuan.
The narrowest part of the Xianxian Gorge is less than three feet. The special geographical environment blocks the path forward for most monsters, making it a temporary resting place chosen by most warriors.
At this time, about seventy or eighty people in the Xianxian Gorge were resting, recharging their energy, and preparing to enter Feixianyuan Zhongwei.
Among them were two old men, leading more than a dozen disciples, staying in the northwest corner of the canyon, but they were the two half-sage Dayong World Hefeng who had met Sun Ning before on the top of the Immortal Cliff.
The two half-saints led their disciples to the Feixia Wonderland for a trial. More than a few months had passed and they were attacked by ferocious beasts twice. About 60% of the disciples had already perished in the wonderland.
At this time, it had been more than a month since the accident occurred, and everyone was greatly relieved. Especially since this kind of trial is very dangerous, and it is also the time when the sect truly tests the quality of its disciples, it is somewhat accustomed to it.
The pretty girl with round hair and red clothes next to the gentle half-saint was naturally his granddaughter Yang Xiaoman. She put away the small jade bottle containing the holy dew in her hand, tilted her head, and suddenly said softly:
"Grandpa, do you think Mr. Sun...will be okay?"
"Hey! Junior sister, you've learned so badly, you're thinking about your brother Ning again!" A woman in purple clothes who was a few years older than her and with fair skin suddenly laughed with an ambiguous look on her face.
"Stop making fun of Junior Sister Xiaoman, our little sister has matured and knows how to like our handsome brother!"
"Not to mention, Junior Sister Xiaoman has really good vision, and Mr. Sun is really a dragon-like figure!"
The female nuns beside him also started to laugh and tease.
Yang Xiaoman's immature little face suddenly turned red. He waved his hands and shook his head, saying dissatisfiedly: "Senior sister! Senior sister! You are so evil! What kind of person is Mr. Sun? How do I have the qualifications to like him?
Don’t make fun of me anymore…”
When she said this, her shining star eyes showed a dim look, and the teenage girl actually had a lot of resentment.
The purple-clothed senior sister wanted to make a joke, but the gentle half-sage cleared her throat and said in a deep voice: "Stop talking nonsense, Xiaoman is still young, don't make such jokes with her."
"yes!"
All the disciples quickly agreed in unison.
The Half-Saint Zefeng touched his granddaughter's head lovingly, but he sighed in his heart. That young master was indeed too dazzling and outstanding. Such a heroic young man, to a young girl who had just begun to have a love affair, was simply a piece of cake.
A disaster.
It's strange that fate has played a trick on people, and they happened to meet that dragon-like young man.
"Although there were two great masters, Zang Feng and Wen Xiu, as well as the master of Ziyang Palace, the great sage world Li Xiaoyao and other super geniuses who worked together to contain it, but with that young man's methods, he must not have been able to stop it."
Half Saint Zefeng said in a deep voice.
They first witnessed Sun Ning seize Taiqing Immortal Grass from the top of Immortal Cliff, kill the number one person in the world of Dajin, Yin Changsheng, and other extraordinary beings. Then, at the mid-year auction held at Shenjian Villa, they witnessed the young man's supreme power again.
Heroic appearance.
It was just that the two Half-Saints led many disciples and could only stay in the last row of the auction. Then the war started, and even Qin Tianjian was involved. For safety reasons, they led their disciples to leave in a hurry.
So what happened next is naturally unknown.
"What Master said is absolutely true!"
A male monk said: "With Mr. Sun's unique skills, even if Master Zangfeng and others work together to attack him, they will definitely end in failure. His attack was too terrifying..."
On the top of the Immortal Cliff, they witnessed the shocking scene of Sun Ning holding a magic weapon and killing Yin Changsheng with one blow as if he were crushing an ant. They saw his peerless grace at the mid-year auction, and their hearts were filled with admiration and admiration to the extreme.
"presumptuous!"
Before the male cultivator finished speaking, a cold voice suddenly came from the entrance of the canyon, and a young man in white was seen walking in from the narrow entrance of the canyon. He had a handsome face, but a cold expression, and a pair of cold eyes flashed with murderous intent. It was Li Xiaoyao.
"It's Li Xiaoyao!"
Behind Li Xiaoyao, there was a woman in red gauze. The thin dress could not hide her mature figure. She had flaming red lips and cold eyes that were a bit wild, like a hunter.
"That's...Master Hongyun!"
"Why did Mr. Shaosi come here?"
In an instant, there was a violent commotion in the small valley. Everyone, men, women, old and young, almost immediately knelt down and bowed respectfully: "I have met Mr. Shaosi!"
Qin Tianjian is so high above them that even the lowest-ranking Silver Medal Master looks like an emperor when facing these warriors.
What's more, there are only three hundred people at the Shaosi level in the entire Qintian Prison, so they are truly big shots.
A proud smile appeared on Hongyun Shaosi's lips, and her charming eyes swept over the young man kneeling on the ground, with a hint of disdain. She also ignored the warriors and let them kneel like this.
Behind Hongyun Shaosi, there was also a strong man over two and a half meters tall. This man's eyes were dull and fierce, and his expression was cold and devoid of any unnecessary expression. He was dressed in coarse linen clothes and had a bloody long knife stuck diagonally behind his back.
There is an aura of bloodthirsty and fierceness surrounding the person.
Li Xiaoyao and others walked unhurriedly to the northwest corner and stopped. Half-Saint Hefeng and others quickly said: "I have met Mr. Shaosi!"
He was very frightened as he spoke.
Especially Yang Xiaoman, his expression changed even more, and he thought to himself: "Li Xiaoyao showed up in good condition, could it be Mr. Sun... did something happen to him?"
"What did you just say?" Li Xiaoyao asked coldly, his words filled with cruelty.
The male cultivator was trembling with fear and said in a trembling voice: "I...I didn't say anything."
"Are you saying that Sun Ning defeated me?"
Li Xiaoyao's voice was cold. He stretched out his palm, looked at his fair and well-maintained hand, looked at it over and over, and said slowly: "How can such ignorant people talk so nonsense about things they don't understand?"
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Before he finished speaking, his white right hand suddenly grabbed the male cultivator's neck like electricity. He could only hear crisp sounds. While the bones in the man's neck were crushed, the life essence around him was like...
Dissipates like mist.
Li Xiaoyao threw away his hand in disgust, and the male cultivator slumped to the ground like a puddle of mud, with no breath left around him.
"Such an ant is not worthy of me to take action, but the words coming out of a dog's mouth are really unpleasant!"
Li Xiaoyao said conspiratorially, his cold eyes fell on Hefeng Half-Saint and others, and he said solemnly: "Old man, if you hear one more nonsense from these stupid donkeys you taught me, I will crush your head!