Xiuxian Supreme in the city

Chapter 201
"The way?"

"What, Sanxian?!"

"how is this possible……"

When the martial practitioners around heard the words, their pupils shrank sharply, and they gasped.

Obviously, no one could believe such a result!

Another Wutian Pavilion old man was a little surprised and uncertain: "Lao Lan, could I have made a mistake? Sanxian never intervenes in secular grievances, and the originator of Sanxian and the ancestor of Wutian Pavilion also respected each other as guests. ..."

Apparently, there was a bit of fear in this old immortal's suspicious voice!

They are unwilling to accept this fact, mainly because the lineage of Sanxian is too extraordinary and terrifying. Although the number of people is pitifully small, no one dares to provoke them.

If Sanxian took action to kill Mei Sanniang, how should this matter be settled?
Will Wutian Pavilion and Sanxian go to war directly?

This kind of scene, if you close your eyes and think about it, you can feel the picture of blood flowing into a river!

And the higher-ups probably won't tolerate such an outbreak of war, and will definitely pray for the Chinese ancestors to suppress the turmoil.

The elder Lan who was the first to discover the situation also had a gray face, but he gritted his teeth firmly and said: "It's definitely the Sanxian's Chihuo Jue. Back then, my master thought he had entered the realm of martial arts, and it was rare to have an opponent in the world." , then went to challenge Sanxian to compete, and came back with serious injuries, the wounds were exactly the same as Sanniang's, my master once said that he was injured by Sanxian's Chihuo Jue."

Hearing these words, the group of people finally became terrified.

Mr. Lan's master, who had already gone to the west of the crane, was once an elder of the Wutian Pavilion, and his martial arts attainments were superb in those days. According to rumors, that old senior did fight with Sanxian, and he was seriously injured. Years, it was buried.

This incident was told from Lan Lao's mouth, and it was naturally ironclad evidence.

Moreover, even the other old immortals have actually noticed that the person who assassinated Mei Sanniang just now did not use martial arts moves.

wow~~
Suddenly, in the sky, a bright flame flashed across like a meteor, flying towards this side at high speed.

"here we go again!"

The faces of the people present changed in shock, and a group of old immortals seemed to be facing a formidable enemy.

However, this time, the flame didn't have any murderous intent, and it didn't hit anyone, but landed on an open space not far away.

Afterwards, a group of graceful shadows walked out.

It was none other than Feng Wu who came after hearing the movement.

The queen, who had gone to the mountain along the route of passing on the paper crane, did not find the person she was looking for when she arrived. She felt strange, and sensed that there was a wave of Taoism here, so she came to check.

Feng Wu saw Mei Sanniang lying on the ground from a distance, and she couldn't help showing surprise when she probed her spiritual sense: "She is already dead! Could it be that Classmate Ye suddenly attacked me after I left?"

A group of old immortals stared at her with gloomy faces and said nothing.

Although the remnants of the green forest were dripping with cold sweat, they looked at the past with some hatred.

Feng Wu's heart was awe-inspiring, and she could naturally feel that these people seemed to be very hostile to her.Immediately after she took another look at Mei Sanniang's death, she was terrified and couldn't help shouting, "The Scarlet Fire Art!"

Hearing the confession from the loose fairy queen, a group of old immortals almost fainted.

"So you are here!"

At this time, a large number of people appeared in the woods, and when they came, they looked at Feng Wu's expression, and they were all shocked and angry, as if they were facing a big enemy.

It is Ma Lingjiao, Long Po and other Taoist masters.

It's just that their team is now several times larger than when they were ambushed by the corpse exorcisers before, and there are no fewer than ten old men who are as energetic as dragon wives.

Among them are a few old men with Taoist robes and outfits that are the same as that of Tianyangzi. It seems that they are also old bones who came from the Chongyang Palace on the mountain.

Feng Wu's face changed slightly, and she already had a premonition that something big was going to happen. These martial arts practitioners and people in the Taoist sect seemed to hate her now.

"Fairy Fengwu, it's best to meet you here, old man, I want to ask, why do you Sanxian slaughter our disciples for no reason!" An old man from Chongyang Palace asked angrily.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Feng Wu was also a little annoyed.

"My sect of Chongyang Palace, Junior Brother Tianyangzi, and his disciple Mo Qingyang all died under the 'Wind Killing Art' this morning. Apart from you Sanxian, who else in this world knows this method?" The old man from Chongyang Palace snarled angrily.

Just now, they met in the forest. They were planning to go to the Tang family to find three women to ask their teachers, but suddenly they saw a fire in the sky, realized that it was one of the Sanxians, and came here after chasing them all the way.

"Wind Killing Art? Fengshuang killed your people?" Feng Wu's expression was condensed, and after a moment of stunned, she immediately denied it sullenly, "It's absolutely impossible!"

"After a murderous hand, everyone got all the stolen goods, and I dare not admit it!"

"Do you think we are the funny ones invited by the monkeys?"

"Scattered Immortals are too deceitful!"

At this time, the elders of the green forest finally couldn't sit still, and they were all angry. With the masters of the Taoist world sharing the same hatred, they finally dared to challenge Sanxian.

A battle between Sanxian, Xuanmen and martial arts practitioners is about to break out in the mountains and forests.

……

On the Beishan Highway in the city, Sister Tianxian's luxury car was quickly returning to the mansion by the Moon Lake on the mountain.

Zhao Xiaoman was driving in front, still worrying about the injury of her little boy god, frowning.

Tang Xiyue looked at the moon outside the car window, quietly lost in thought, not knowing what she was thinking.

The cold-blooded queen, Mo Xi, was restless and had an ominous premonition.

"The lineage of Sanxian may have been silent for too long. We have been infected by the colorful world in this city. It is really difficult to adapt to the invasion of the two old enemies of voodoo magicians and evil cultivators." Mo Xi pondered in his heart.

Suddenly, her brows tightened on her beautiful face beyond the black veil.

click~~
Zhao Xiaoman also stepped on the brakes urgently.

Because just now, it seemed that a figure of Youdao fell in front of him.

Of course, it was impossible for her to hit someone with her car. The figure seemed to have fallen from the sky.

The Rolls-Royce dragged a wheel mark on the road, and finally came to a stop.

Under the light of the headlights, on the road not far away, there seemed to be a real person crawling, wearing a gorgeous and ethereal ancient feather coat, with a long and exquisite figure, and an antique pretty face, just like a fairy in a painting.

But her face was very pale, she fell from the sky and fell hard on the road, supporting the ground with her bare hands, coughing up blood continuously, like a dying sick beauty.

"Junior Sister Nishang!"

With the help of the headlights, through the front window, Mo Xi saw the woman's face clearly, and immediately shouted in shock, then hurriedly opened the door and ran out.

"I didn't fall to my death..." Zhao Xiaoman sat in the driver's seat with a strange expression on his face. The woman ran out for a stroll in an ancient costume at night, and was lying on the road vomiting blood. The driver who didn't know it thought she had hit a ghost in the middle of the night.

"Who is that woman?" Tang Xiyue couldn't help asking.

"The legendary Nishang Fairy, the junior sister of the three female hooligans in our family, of course, it is said that she has not yet reached the realm of Sanxian, so it is not appropriate to call her 'Fairy'." Zhao Xiaoman said without hesitation.

"I feel that woman is hostile to us." Tang Xiyue frowned slightly and said coldly.

As soon as the words were finished, as a splendor of brilliance bloomed, and Mo Xi, who was facing the headlights with his back turned, Miaoman's figure suddenly flew back backwards, as if he had been hit hard without warning.

(End of this chapter)