Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Ling Yuxuan's face is tight, and it is a piece of bamboo. It is surrounded by a very powerful force. Knowing that the person is not good, he hastened back half a step, drawing out the dust, volley, and forming an enchantment.

The bamboo hits the enchantment, and the breath blasts out, sending out a cry of ghosts and screams, and instantly smashes the enchantment.

Ling Yuxuan was shocked, but the reaction was extremely fast. He took a step back and sealed it again. He was crushed by bamboo.

Ling Yuxuan retired eight steps and drew eight enchantments. Only then did the essence of Cuizhu be exhausted, and the heart suddenly went to the extreme, grasping the bamboo, the tail finger popping cinnabar, falling on the bamboo, and immediately blackening.

"Ghost, why are you?"

A blue figure, coming out of the air:

Long hair rolled up, dressed in a blue robe, covered with a purple coat, ankle boots, and a bamboo in his hand, as if he had just cut it.

Look at the appearance, a thin face, two eyebrows, high nose and big eyes, looks good, cold lines, silent expression.

"I rely, so handsome!" The pony muttered to himself, "This priest is simply Song Zhongji in the spell world!"

I touched Ye Shaoyang with my arm. "Small leaves, who is this priest, do you recognize?"

Seeing that Ye Shaoyang didn't make a sound, he turned his head and found that Ye Shaoyang's eyes were straight and his expression was very weird. He was puzzled and didn't dare to ask again.

The Tsing Yi people stepped on the air and stopped at a distant magnolia tree. Afterwards, several people flew and fell behind him, but they were dressed in black robes. The face was a black whirlpool with no face. Each one is surrounded by a red and green atmosphere, not a devil or a demon or evil spirit.

The appearance of this Tsing Yi people completely silenced the scene and looked at him one by one. Although most people in the field did not know him, the smell that emerged from the Tsing Yi people made everyone feel suffocated.

The Tsing Yi people turned their heads, and a pair of blue pupils fell on Ye Shaoyang's face. The face with no expression gradually began to smile with a sly smile, saying: "Little bastard!"

"Dao Feng! Second Division!" Lao Guo was the first to break the silence and screamed with excitement.

The scene was shocked, even Ling Yuxuan and Liu Ruxu were shocked, the road! This Tsing Yi people are the way!

The human **** that has been missing for ten years!

Ling Yuxuan just remembered that before a stick put Zhang Qiulin into six reincarnations, this is the guy in front of him! It was just that I couldn't see his face at the time. I didn't recognize it for a while. I took a step forward and stared at the wind. "You are the way!"

The road seemed to have not heard it. He slightly decapitated Lao Guo and looked at Ye Shaoyang, with a sly smile on his face.

Ye Shaoyang took a deep breath, although she expected that the wind might come, but when he saw him, he was still excited and unable to be himself. For ten years, he had not seen it for ten years, and the road was still the same.

"Pretend than!" Ye Shaoyang said, "You still can match!"

The road wind rushed him to raise the bamboo. "Do you want to spank?"

Ye Shaoyang instinctively touched his buttocks. When he was a child, he was naughty in the mountains because he was naughty. Ten years later, there was still a conditional reflex, and his heart was resentful.

The two looked at each other and it took nearly a minute to separate their eyes.

Ye Shaoyang looked at the ghosts and demon behind him, and remembered that the wind had come before the air, and his heart sank and lost his voice: "Are you dead?"

The road does not answer.

Ye Shaoyang opened his eyes and looked at him. He saw that he was still like this. He had no ghosts around him. His heart was slightly fixed. This should not be a ghost, but... Why can he step on the air?

The people in the magical world are not masters of martial arts, nor are they characters in fantasy novels. The mana is strong, and it is only aimed at ghosts and devils. Compared with ordinary people, it means that the strength is a little bigger, and there is no such thing as tearing the devil's uniqueness. Even the squid can't be torn.

Moreover, the only way to deal with Ling Yuxuan’s blow is to rely on the ghost force to make the bamboo. How can this be explained?

"Big...Master." Su Qinzhang yelled, although he was late, he had never seen the wind, but the name was still heard.

The wind looked at him and ignored it.

Zhang Wusheng, Dingchen Shitai, and Wuxin’s masters exchanged a look with each other. They were a bit stunned. With their mana, they saw the evil spirits in the wind and suspected that he was not a human being. So many devils and big demon appeared, but I don’t know if they are enemies or friends, so they have to continue to practice, and do not say hello, wait and see.

The road looked at Ye Shaoyang and said faintly: "You are disappointing me. I am waiting for you for a long time. Why don't you do it?"

Ye Shaoyang shrugged. "I just want to start, you will appear."

The road wind was slightly satisfied with a nod.

Lao Guo was helplessly sneer at the side. Although the dialogue between the teachers and the brothers was extremely simple, he understood it. He thought that this pair of brothers and sisters would be all the way to people: if you provoke me, I will get you first, and there is nothing in the mind to take care of the overall situation. A concept. Think carefully, it seems that Master is also such a person...

Ling Yuxuan looked at the wind and stood up. He said: "You are the road. We saw one side in the past. Unfortunately, you are much bigger than me. At that time, there was no chance to fight with you. I have always wanted to be with you these years. A battle."

This remark was made in a proud tone. Ling Yuxuan thought that it was very imposing. As a result, the wind just looked at him faintly. "Are you Kunlun?"

"Exactly."

"You want to fight with me?"

Ling Yuxuan snorted, "You dare not fight?"

The road faint smile, no contempt, no ridicule, giving the impression that this incident is very boring.

Ling Yuxuan’s expression was heavy and he felt that he was insulted.

"The wind, what do you wear!" Liu Ruxue looked at the eyes, Ling Yuxuan is not flat. "You are just a little earlier, what is great!"

Several Kunlun Mountain disciples saw the arrogance of the wind, and there were Liu Rufeng who came out and followed.

The wind of the wind swept over their faces and said faintly: "From the future, there will be no Putuo and Kunlun in the magical world."

Everyone is stunned.

Ye Shaoyang said: "Don't talk about it, this woman can't represent Putuo, the rest of Putuo is still very good."

"There is no Kunlun."

The tone seems to be a very casual thing.

No one is moving.

Liu Ruqi said: "You open your mouth and think that you are who!"

"You can try, don't try to know." Daofeng smiled at her evil spirits. "But you, I will definitely stay."

"Ha ha ha..." The Huang Yidao people have been watching the excitement. At this time, they couldn’t help but laugh. "Happiness, happiness, no innocence, and temperament. This is what the people of my generation have done." Daofeng boy, you are blue!"