Daoying

Chapter 52 One Against Four (Brothers, keep reading!)
Xie Huan hid his figure and looked into the courtyard, only to see a faint fluctuation of spiritual power in the empty space, and the surrounding grass and trees swayed slightly like the wind blowing.

His pupils shrank slightly, shooting out two cold lights.

It looked like someone was going to break the ban.

On the other side, Xu Wei hurriedly responded with a few messages: "Don't, we haven't finished chatting yet", "What happened when Xuanjie was activated?", "Hey, are you still there?", "No, I left again ?”

"It's really gone again, I'm so mad!"

Xu Wei jumped her feet angrily, and threw the nameplate hard.

In Xie Huan's courtyard, a crack in space slowly appeared, and it became bigger and bigger. A green glow shot in from the crack, with a hazy light, suspended in the courtyard, it was an octagonal prism, and the scene in the entire courtyard was blurred. fully reflected in it.

Xie Huan watched coldly upstairs, remembering something said in "Luoxia Island Treats the Rich", now the island is not safe, a large number of monks are wandering around, some will break open other people's auras, Go in and "borrow", borrow some resources along the way, and in serious cases, directly inherit the inheritance.

I just ran into it?
However, this kind of "borrowing" behavior is generally concentrated in B and C-level aura houses, because the positions of these two types of aura houses are very obvious, while A-level aura houses are mostly hidden in the prohibition, and it is difficult to find them. Difficult to break open.

At this time, a hand stretched out from the crack, grabbed it lightly, and retracted the octagonal prism. Slowly, the owner of that hand squeezed out from the crack. It was a gray-robed monk with a triangular beard around his mouth. The strength has the late stage of Qi refining.

Immediately afterwards, another monk came in slowly, also at the late stage of Qi refining, the two of them released their spiritual consciousness in an instant, covering the entire humble house, and then glanced at each other before darting towards the villa from different directions.

Obviously a veteran in this field.

One of them entered directly through the window, before landing, he suddenly saw Xie Huan, who was sneering at him, and couldn't help but turn pale with shock: "Not good!"

With a loud cry, he hastily twisted his body forcibly in the air, and was about to dodge away, but in the blink of an eye, he found that Xie Huan's figure had disappeared, and he felt a "thump" in his heart. What's going on, is it a hallucination?

At this moment, as if a mirror flashed by, he vaguely caught sight of a figure, which seemed to be behind him.

not good!

There are people!

A huge chill surged up his back, and he rushed out of the window. At the same time, a blue sword shadow passed by, as if seeing the lonely lonely moon, his body was slightly chilled, but fortunately, he had already rushed outside, and he relaxed in one breath.

But... hmm?Something seems wrong...

The man suddenly realized that what rushed out was only his own head, rolled his eyes, and saw a headless corpse by the window, with blood gushing out of his neck like a fountain, it was himself, and a young monk next to him, holding Holding a blue sword, his eyes were full of coldness and sarcasm.

"impossible……"

His lips trembled slightly, and he said these three words, but there was no sound, and then his head fell.

"Feng Mao!"

The other monk walked around to the back of the villa. After hearing the cry, he hurried back to the front and saw a head falling straight down, and then a headless corpse was kicked down by a young monk, horrified. Shout out.

Xie Huan's figure also fell into the courtyard, put away his sword, looked at the monk coldly, and asked, "Borrower?"

The cultivator looked at his companion with a face full of shock and dullness, unable to recover.

The person in front of him was obviously only in the middle stage of Qi refining, so how could he be killed just by meeting him?
"We just move some empty secret rooms and sell them again. If anyone finds them, they will leave immediately. This can reduce the vacancy rate of Lingqi Residence, avoid waste of resources, ease the supply and demand contradiction of Lingqi Residence on the island, and improve the safety and stability of the island. "

The monk looked away from his dead companion, and after a moment of silence, he spoke slowly.

He still can't get back to his senses now, although the two usually have no relationship, and there are even a lot of gaps, but the parting of life and death is too fast, too sudden, completely caught off guard.

"...You are really talented. So, you are still small experts in environmental protection, porters of nature? Did you break in and find that the owner is still there, so you help him fall? One-stop service is in place."

Xie Huan was speechless for a while, and after confirming their identities, he raised his sword and walked towards the monk without any worries.

"what are you doing?!"

The cultivator snarled vigilantly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his hands, and a spear appeared, protecting him in front of him.

His companion was not weaker than him, and he died without warning, which made him feel extremely uneasy.

"Since you like my house, let's live here forever. The lush green grass that fills the courtyard, do you think it's still green? These will be your graveyard grass in the future.

"But what I'm curious about is, how did you find my Lingqiju? Don't talk about coincidences. Of course, it's up to you to say it or not. If you say it or not, you will die. It's just that the way of death is different."

"Arrogance! Do you think you can eat me?"

The monk was startled and angry, and suddenly said: "It's okay to tell you, the information about this Lingqiju and the method of breaking the ban... We bought [-] low-grade spirit stones from a woman named Zhang Ping. "

"Zhang Ping..."

Xie Huan was taken aback, this woman failed to raise fish, so she sold her information for money, convinced...

And his information is only worth three hundred?
At the moment when he was distracted, the other party seized the opportunity and pre-empted the attack. The spear fell like a stick, cracking the ground, and the violent breath swept in. Amidst the flash of spiritual light, countless spear shadows shot out, Xie Huan's whole body was covered with vital energy.

"You don't talk about martial arts."

Xie Huan tapped his feet lightly, stepped back in the form of fallen leaves, tapped the sword art with his left hand, and the sword energy of ice pierced through the air, forming a defense in front of him.

The shadow of the moon appeared behind him, and a row of frost patterns flickered one after another, turning into an ice cliff sword, blocking in front of him.

"Boom!"

The terrifying attack of the spear was completely blocked by him.

The surging mana of the two surged in the courtyard.

Xie Huan did not lose the wind at all.

"Wu De? You head-cutting monster, you sneak attack killed my companion, and you still have the face to talk about Wu De?!"

The opponent let out a snarl, and controlled the spear to spin in the air, and streaks of blue cold light shot out and fell down like lightning.

He knew in his heart that the other party could kill people by leapfrogging, but he was definitely inferior to him in terms of mana power, so he grasped this point and wanted to force Xie Huan into a mana fighting situation.

How did Xie Huan understand the other party's thoughts, and couldn't help smiling: "As you wish!"

The same vast and incomparable magic power surged out, poured into the Bingya Sword, and directly fought with the opponent.

The more than half a year of refining magic tools and practicing the longevity formula has increased his mana to a terrifying level, which is not much worse than that in the late stage of Qi refining.

The two fought against each other for a while, and the opponent's body suddenly swelled up like a ball, and all the spiritual energy in the courtyard was affected, spinning around him in a "rumbling" manner, turning into a millstone, and directly suppressing it from the air.

And the spear screamed, and it became dozens of times longer, and the end intersected to form a huge circle, locking Xie Huan in the middle.

"Hurry up and take action!"

The monk yelled loudly.

Xie Huan's figure was restrained by the spiritual energy mill, and his whole body was trapped by the spear lock, and his movements became sluggish in an instant.

And at this moment, the void in the courtyard was pierced by a black blade, and under the flickering of a very strong black light, it came to Xie Huan.

"Humph!"

Xie Huan's pupils flashed a ray of light, without the slightest panic, as if he had expected it, he stretched his hand forward a little, and a waterfall of thunder burst out from his fingertips, and "sizzling" kept flickering.

He softened the Lei Xiao Jue and the Fa Pu finger together and performed them at the same time.

"Oh!"

The black awn was blocked by a finger, and the real body burst out. It was a black sharp blade with red symbols painted on it.

At the same time, Xie Huan's body burst into a bloody light, which was so bright red that it directly wrapped his body and turned it into armor.

It is the blood armor of war, which protects the body by itself in extreme environments.

The owner of the black blade appeared from the void. It was a man in black robe with a fierce face. He pointed at the black blade with one hand, and swiftly made a tactic with the other. Dense silver threads appeared in the air, shuttled like light needles, scattered To Xie Huan.

Xie Huan knew that he couldn't hide his clumsiness anymore, otherwise he might die.

Immediately he took a deep breath, a ray of green suddenly appeared in his eyes, his right hand retracted in front of his body, and a series of fire patterns appeared in all directions, igniting "cracking" sparks, and they were connected in an instant, and the spark sword was in it. Emerging from the inside, the fire pattern flickered on it, exuding terrifying energy.

"This kid is too scary! Kill him quickly!"

The previous cultivator hurriedly made a tactic, and the spear retracted in an instant, more than doubling in size in the air, and then thrust down abruptly.

At the same time, a dark energy sneaked in silently, like a snake shadow snaking around the ground, leaning towards Xie Huan.

"Hmph, are they all out at last?"

Xie Huan sensed the cold aura, made a tactic with his right hand, and pointed at the Xinghuo Sword. With a slight turn of the sword, like a volcano moving sideways, a burst of extremely surging fire energy burst out, and with the sword aura, it slashed towards the two people on the ground. .

"laugh!"

The entire courtyard was split in half.

All energy and matter are cut apart by this cut.

The first monk was chopped off half of his body, and a large amount of blood seeped down. .

The spears, black blades, and silver threads in the air all turned into two halves.

The other monk escaped the slash for a moment, but half of his face and ears were cut off, and he was burned by the scorching breath and screamed "Wow", in extreme pain.

At the same time, Xie Huan slapped his left hand into the void, and there was a sound of "dong", and all the energy in the entire courtyard was slightly shaken, and then a crane flew out of the sky, and a yellow crane flew out, one foot towards the ground. The snake shadow stepped on it.

The snake shadow trembled all over, and immediately appeared, it was a short monk, in a panic, his hands formed seals, and a pillar of earth exploded from the ground, stabbing at the yellow crane.

The crane light suddenly went out, and the world in front of his eyes instantly became pitch black. Before he could react, a huge yellow bell was covered with a "bang", shaking the sky and the earth, and he was thrown upside down in the bell.

//It's a new week, new PK, the follow-up of the previous few days is very important, please!
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