Medicinal Immortal

Seeing this, the old man who shot the sleeve arrows frowned, and said to himself: This is a coincidence too? But seeing her face full of panic, and when she got up and stumbled towards the forest like panic, he felt that he was thinking too much.

A girl with no spiritual power, whether it is Ouyang Patriarch or the triangular-eyed foundation-building monk, felt that she could kill the black man before, that is to say, she is now at the pinnacle of a spiritual master. The old man chased and killed her, even if she could escape, she would not be able to escape this small forest, let alone the chasing and killing of the old man at the peak of the spiritual master!

"Did you see? A knife on the head of the color word! Cultivators are too beautiful and there is only a dead end!" Old Ancestor Ouyang drank in a gloomy voice, as if he was speaking to the dark guards He was talking about the man in black who had died.

If he was more vigilant, he would not die in the hands of a girl with no spiritual power.

"Come out two! Drag him down and bury him!" Old Ancestor Ouyang said in a calm voice.

"Yes." Two black figures swept out from the dark, dragged the corpse into the grove and buried it on the spot.

The old man who was chasing Tangning saw the girl who stumbled in front of him running too fast and rushed forward. He crouched on the ground for a while and couldn't get up. He snorted and stepped forward slowly: "An ordinary person. , Do you think you can escape from the palm of my hand?"

Tangning sat down on the ground, squirming back with her hands on the ground, panic and fear on her face: "You, don't come over, don't come over!"

"Don't worry, the old man will take a sigh of relief and let you see how we killed your father Tang Xiao!" The old man's stern voice fell, and the sleeve arrows were not used, and he stepped forward with his palms facing towards you. Tangning grabbed his throat.

"Ah! Don't come over!"

Tangning yelled loudly. When the voice fell, her body leaped sharply. At that moment, the breath of a spiritualist shot out towards the opponent. At the same time, the dagger in her hand waved with her. He slid a cold light qi blade, and at a speed that was beyond his ears to the palm of the old man's grasp.

"Hiss!"

The old man did not expect that the girl who had no spiritual power aura would burst out of the spiritual master's aura in the next moment. When she was shocked, she wanted to withdraw her hand, but she was still half a minute slower, and the palm she grabbed was caught by the blade. When the blood was pouring through the incision, he also let out a cry of pain.

When the figure suddenly retreated, he held the injured hand with the other hand and took a look. There was a blood hole in the palm of the palm like an open, ferocious mouth spitting out blood. The wound was so deep that it would almost be even the palm of her hand. Cut off.

The injured hand trembled slightly because of the severe pain. Even if he held the palm with one hand and covered the wound, he could not stop the blood. Due to the injury of the palm, his bloodthirsty and murderous intent rose up, and the spiritual master’s peak cultivation power Just like a big mountain, he pressed towards Tangning.

"You are actually a spiritualist!"

It seemed that their news was wrong. Not only did Tang Ning, the eldest of the Tang family, not lose her cultivation base, she was also a cultivator of the fifth rank of spiritual master! No one can find such important news!

At this time, Tang Ning had taken away the previous panic and bewilderment, her clear and beautiful pair of agile eyes with a smile that did not reach the bottom of her eyes, she looked at the old man with blood dripping down his palm, and said coldly: "It's a pity that I didn't cut it off."