A brick into the fairyland

"This girl is said to be the little granddaughter of the head of the Feixian Sect. This guy dares to kill her, he simply doesn't want to live."

"Could it be that Xue Feihua wants to challenge Feixianmen openly? He is just a casual cultivator, what can he use to fight against Feixianmen?"

Qing'er's expression changed immediately, and she said in embarrassment and indignation: "You thief, do you know that I am grandpa and the head of Feixian sect, if you dare to treat me like this, my grandpa will not forgive you."

Zhuge Buliang was silent, he carried Qing'er to the edge of the death zone, and was about to throw him into it.Qing'er was really frightened at this moment. In her impression, Xue Feihua was a shameless adulterer, as cowardly as a mouse, and a complete waste, but the person in front of her was ruthless and treated her like her. This kind of young girl is so decisive, Qing'er can't help twitching violently in her heart, the threat of death caused her eyes to blur with tears.

"Wait a minute!"

Just when Zhuge Buliang was about to throw Qing'er into the death zone, a loud shout sounded from behind, and a man in Tsing Yi rushed forward, stepping on a fairy sword that shone like a naked body.

"It's Guanghan from Feixianmen!" Someone exclaimed.

Zhuge Buliang's pupils shrank, this man named Guanghan was exactly the practitioner who chased and killed Xue Feihua together with Qing'er a few days ago.

"Brother, save me~~~" Qing'er sobbed, tears in her eyes.

"It turned out to be you, a perverted thief. Your life is really big. I didn't kill you last time. Today, I will let you go away!" Zhuge Buliang stabbed, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Zhuge Buliang.

Zhuge Buliang kept his fingers together, a white light suddenly appeared on his fingers, he clamped Guanghan's sword tip, only heard a "clang clang", and the sword tip snapped off.Zhuge Buliang flicked his hand, and the broken sword tip flew towards Guanghan like a flying knife.

Guang Han's expression changed, he never expected that "Xue Feihua" would progress so quickly in just a few days, and even broke his weapon with one hand.The tip of the sword turned into a sharp edge and passed Guanghan.But at this moment, Guanghan suddenly felt that the surrounding space seemed to be still, bound by an invisible force.

Zhuge Buliang slapped his palm, and then flew up, his fist was shining with hot white light, and he punched Guanghan's chest.

"puff!"

Guanghan spat out a mouthful of blood, his face became extremely pale, and he flew out obliquely.

Holding Qing'er in one hand, Zhuge Buliang jumped up into the air, and came to the top of Guanghan, his feet collapsed, and Guanghan who was in mid-air collapsed down.

Guanghan fell down from mid-air in embarrassment, but before he stood up, Zhuge Buliang had appeared behind him, and quickly slapped his body with both hands, sealing Guanghan's whole body.

"Sigh~~~"

There was a sound of sucking air from around. Everyone knew that Guanghan of Feixianmen was in the Xuanzhao stage, but was subdued by a cultivator in the foundation stage with one hand. People couldn't believe the facts before them.

"You..." Guanghan's face was extremely livid, and he felt an unspeakable humiliation in his heart, and shouted: "You are not Xuefeihua, who are you?"

At this moment, anyone can see that the person wearing a ghost mask in front of him is by no means the little kid like Xue Feihua.

Zhuge Buliang didn't bother to explain to them, he directly mentioned Guanghan and Qing'er, and walked towards the death zone.But at this moment, a dangerous aura came over him, Zhuge Buliang was startled, and quickly backed away.A golden sword light descended from the sky, striking where Zhuge Buliang was standing, and the ice layer on the ground immediately opened a gap.

"This fellow Taoist, it was just a misunderstanding before, can you let go of my two fellow disciples?" A middle-aged man fell from mid-air, with a calm appearance, wearing a black robe, on which there seemed to be something A giant python with golden scales was coiled around, and this robe was obviously not ordinary at first glance.

"Who are you?" Zhuge Buliang pulled Qing'er and Guanghan back to the side.

"My name is Fan Hao, the chief disciple of Feixianmen." The middle-aged man said indifferently.

"chief!"

Hearing these two words, everyone is the same