Painting of the Nine Immortals

At this moment, the sun is hanging high and the warm sunshine is falling, but it is difficult to dispel the coldness in everyone's hearts.

Everyone at the scene widened their eyes, looked at the dead body on the ground, and looked at Ling Xian, who was still standing, with a shocked expression on their faces.

It was just a casual wave of the sleeves that killed a late monk at the foundation?

How powerful is this?

The trembling spirits of all the people present, especially Uncle Yong and Ouyang Waner, shocked them to the point where they could not be added. They originally regarded Lingxian as a straw for life. It was a person who was subconsciously searching for rescue before the death was approaching, and did not expect how strong he would be. But at this moment, the facts have proved his power.

This made the two feel shocked, and at the same time they felt an ecstasy. The leading man is the strongest and has already died under Lingxian's sleeves. Obviously, the remaining chasers are even less likely to be his opponents.

Feeling the shocked eyes of everyone, Ling Xian's expression was still calm, without any waves. With his arrogant strength today, even the strongest in the early days of Dandan, he can only support a few tricks at most. A monk in the later period of foundation construction, in his eyes, is no different from ants.

"You ... you dare to kill the boss." A man in black was frightened, but he was pretending to be calm and angry: "Boy, do you know that you are in trouble that you shouldn't be in trouble? You can't afford it! "

"White house?"

Ling Xian sneered at the corner of her mouth and said, "I want to try it. In the end, shouldn't I provoke him or should he provoke me."

"What a arrogant boy, you wait, Bai Family will not let you go!" The man in black gave Ling Xian a vicious look. However, he was very clear that even the boss was spiked by Ling Xian with a sleeve, and this group of people could not be their opponents anyway.

Therefore, he did not hesitate, he greeted the rest, and then quickly rose to the sky, intending to flee the place as soon as possible.

However, he wanted to leave, Ling Xian would not agree.

The faction he and the second family of the Bai family had long stood on the opposite side, in a state of never ending, so at this moment, he put away his soft heart and did not intend to let this group of people go.

"Give me back."

A faint word fell, Ling Xian's sleeves rolled a roll, and the wind suddenly swept across the turquoise.

The seven or eight black figures had just risen in the air, and felt a tremendous pressure coming on, and suddenly burst out a blood spurt and fell from the air.

Unbiased, right in front of Uncle Yong and Ouyang Waner.

"These people have too much blood and should kill a lot of your companions, so I will give these people to you, kill or let go, you decide." Ling Xian said lightly, and then flashed back to the big tree. on.

"Haha, thank you son!"

Uncle Yong laughed loudly, but the next moment, his expression turned cold. He looked at the seven or eight men in front of him, as if a fire was about to erupt in his eyes.

Ouyang Wan'er was also full of anger, and those beautiful eyes were filled with deep-seated hatred.

Originally, when they escaped, there were dozens of family children around them. Unfortunately, along the way, these people have been beheaded. In this way, how can they not hate?

"kill!"

There is no nonsense, Uncle Yong forcibly mana, a pair of fleshy palms came out horizontally, as if the mountains were down, covering the ground with seven or eight men.

"It's over!"

Seventy or eight men looked desperate, and they wanted to run mana resistance. However, Lingxian's blow had already repaired them.

That is to say, at this moment they have become a wasteful man, what can they use to resist?

Seeing the despair of these people's faces, Uncle Yong's face was full of pleasure, and his shots became more fierce, with a lot of anger in his face!

boom!

One palm shot down, raising the sky with smoke.

After the smoke and dust slowly dissipated, the seven or eight men's bones were broken and the meridians were broken, and they could not die anymore.

"It seems that you did nothing wrong. Killing this group of people in such a fierce way can be seen that there must be deep vengeance." Ling Xian leaned on the trunk, looking at the two people with happy faces in front, light Sighed lightly.

He was worried about the situation of Ouyang's family.

It can be seen from Ouyang Waner that the dignified Ouyang family's daughter was actually forced to this extent, which proves that the situation of Ouyang's family is already very serious.

"Haha, old man, I have finally avenged you, you can stare!"

Killing these people with his own hands, Uncle Yong burst out laughing, smiling and tears shed. His best friend of his life also died on the road, and died under the slaughter of these people. At present, he avenges his revenge. Naturally, he cannot suppress the complex emotions in his heart.

Ouyang Wan'er was crying with joy and joy. Qiao's face had the pleasure of revenge, and the ecstasy and ease after being rescued.

At first, the two were prey, full of despair and fear. However, at this moment, their identities have been exchanged with these people, and they have become hunters, and these white people have died in despair and fear.

How can they not feel happy?

And all this, of course, is to thank Ling Xian. Without him, these two would have died under the butcher's knife of the Bai family, not to mention revenge.

Uncle Yong and Ouyang Waner also wanted to understand this, and now they took a step and quickly came under the towering ancient tree, and then bowed and saluted at Ling Xian.

"Thank you, Grandpa, for saving your life."

Realizing their sincere gratitude, Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "You don't have to be polite, just don't scold me in your heart."

After hearing that, the two thought a little embarrassing about the thing that would scold Ling Xian cowardly in their hearts. Ouyang Waner, in particular, was so ashamed that she couldn't wait to find a place to drill in.

At this moment, they finally understood one thing. That is, Ling Xian is not obliged to rescue him. It is his duty not to release, but his affection.

This made the two feel ashamed, and their hearts were filled with gratitude to Ling Xian.

"Thank you for your help. This is the youngest daughter of the Ouyang family leader. He will thank him in the future." Uncle Yong arched his fists, his dark face was full of gratitude.

"I shot, but it wasn't your thanks from Ouyang's family." Ling Xian shook her head gently and said, "Tell me, what's the situation with Ouyang's family?"

"Ugh……"

Speaking of this, the two sighed together, and the joy of walking back from the edge of death suddenly disappeared, replaced by sadness in their hearts.

"Without concealing my son, we escaped an hour ago, and the situation was already severe at that time." Uncle Yong sighed and said, "At this moment, it should be more severe."

"So it's urgent."

Ling Xian frowned. Although Uncle Yong didn't elaborate, he could feel that the situation of Ouyang's family must be extremely severe, and even reached the edge of destruction.

"Yes, I don't know how the Bai family can be so powerful. Actually, there were twelve strong monks of Dandan. I have only eight monks of Dandan in Ouyang's family. This is impossible to fight!" The next moment, he loosened weakly, and the whole person became depressed.

Ouyang Wan'er also felt a deep weakness. That was the twelve strong men of the Dandan period, each of them was very powerful, and whoever changed it would inevitably feel powerless.

"The twelve powerful Danes ... no wonder your Ouyang family will be so miserable, this combat power is really terrible."

Ling Xian's heart sank. This number was more than he thought, that is, the mysterious strength was far stronger than he thought.

Therefore, he felt tremendous pressure.

"Yes, twelve to eight, this can almost be called one side down." Uncle Yong showed despair, but he suddenly remembered the horror of this handsome young man in front of him, and could not help but look happy, saying: " Son, can you do it again? "

The words fell, Ouyang Wan'er also remembered the power of Ling Xian, as if he had seized the last straw for life, begging: "My son, Waner, please, please, save your life and save Ouyang's family."

"Twelve strong Dandans, why do you think I will shoot?" Ling Xian shook her head with a smile.

Suddenly, the two stopped.

Yeah, but the twelve powerful men, why did they ask a stranger to rescue him? Who would be willing to take a shot?

They laughed sorrowfully and gave up their plans to continue to plead. Ling Xian has rescued them once, what face did they put him in for risk?

And just as their hearts were desperate, a clear laughter sounded softly, making their eyes burst into dazzling glory.

"I agreed."

The words fell, the two Huo Di looked up, eyes full of surprise,

"My son, you mean, are you willing to save?" Ouyang Wan'er Mei Mei stared at Ling Xian without blinking, with a bit of expectation, and a little bit of hesitation.

Facing the beauty's uneasy eyes, Ling Xian smiled lightly and said, "Yes, this matter has some relations with me, so I can't sit idly by."

"That's great!" Ouyang Waner overjoyed, all her hearts filled with joy.

"Well, I have to take a shot." Ling Xian sighed secretly, then stood up and moved her eyes to the north.

The Bai family is his enemy, and the Ouyang family is his potential covenant. Even if he only rescues a strong one, he will strengthen his side.

Therefore, he must draw his hand.

"Well, you can wait here. I can try to save as many people as I can, it depends on Ouyang's fortune." Ling Xian sighed softly, and then turned into Jiutian Divine Wing, and disappeared in two moment Before people.

Looking at the figure that cut through the sky, Ouyang Waner was full of expectations, and said, "Uncle Yong, can you say that he can save my Ouyang family?"

"Well, miss, it's us who are reckless." Uncle Yong sighed and said, "That's the twelve strong Dandans. Even if this son is also a Buddhist monk, it's impossible to fight those people. Can he It's unknown to come back alive. "

The voice fell, and Ouyang Wan'er was suddenly struck by lightning if she was struck by lightning.

At this moment, she also realized her recklessness, but there were a total of twelve powerful men in Dandan, which could be called Longtan Tiger Cave!

However, Lingxian has to break into Longtan alone. Whatever it looks like, it seems like a kind of death!

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