The villa owner's poisonous magic doctor fairy wife

Chapter 602
Looking at this scene, Murong Qianhua felt envious and angry in his heart, feeling very bored.Back then, the Murong family offered Du Ziruo a bunch of advantages in front of him and invited him to be the family's guest minister, but Du Ziruo refused without even looking at it.When Du Ziruo's reputation became more and more famous, the Murong family even intentionally asked Murong Ningzhen to form a two-week Taoist couple with him, but even if it was such a hinted condition, Du Ziruo still refused.

Such a person that their Murong family tried their best to accept did not get anything, but became an enemy instead, how could they not feel uncomfortable.

It's a pity that no matter how uncomfortable and angry Murong Qianhua is, there is nothing he can do about it.

Tang Niannian indifferently ate the crystal cake given by Si Ling Guhong, and turned her eyes to the ten ice sculptures of Murong family disciples that had been neglected.

If someone dared to attack her, then the Murong family should also suffer.

This thought flashed in Tang Niannian's mind, and the body of the Murong family disciple who had been frozen by the ice and fire of chalcedony suddenly stopped being incinerated, but the pain in their eyes did not abate because of this, on the contrary, they became more desperate.

Originally, it was enough to die like this, but now that the body has stopped being incinerated, is it necessary for them to live in such pain all the time?

Roar--

At this time, Cangyuan's dragon chant suddenly sounded.

A black mist-like shadow of a dragon emanating from Si Ling Guhong's body, his huge body coiled around Si Ling Guhong's body, and his blue eyes stared mercilessly at Murong Zhixun in front of him.

That look, with the ruthless majesty of the ancient times.

Murong Zhixun's face twitched slightly.

The black dragon didn't exist for a long time, its whole body quickly flipped from Si Ling Guhong's body, turned into black mist and poured into Si Ling Guhong's hands.

When the black mist completely dissipated, everyone saw what the black dragon turned into Si Ling Guhong was holding.

It was a sword, the whole body was pitch black and dull, with double blades and a dragon head hilt, and two groups of faint blue brilliance shone in the dragon's eyes, like a living thing.

When this dragon sword appeared, all the cultivators present and the people of Biqiong Sword Sect were all attracted.Even Tie Nanhe, the Great Elder of the Biqiong Sword Sect who had always been half asleep, suddenly opened his eyes, staring eagerly at the dragon sword that looked like a living creature, and soon sighed regretfully, and once again Eyelids drooped.

Even if it is a magical weapon, it is something that belongs to others and will not become your own. If you pay too much attention to it, it will mislead your own state of mind and add karma.

When Siling Guhong held the hilt of the Dragon Sword and Dragon Head, the aura on his body also changed, and his whole body turned into the boundless abyss.

The man in white clothes and black ink, holding a dragon sword, stands in the sky, with the potential to cover the sky.

At this moment, many female cultivators were stupefied, and suddenly understood why Murong Ningzhen was so crazy.Such a man, how many women in the world can not be tempted by him.Even if he doesn't want to be tempted, it's because the man didn't show anything. If this man is willing to give half of his tenderness to someone, which woman can resist?

Si Ling Guhong's figure turned into a black and white light, and he swept his sword towards Murong Zhixun.

All Xianyuan cultivators know that the power of Taoism lies in their powerful and varied Taoism, which attracts attacks from the elements of heaven and earth.But if Daoxiu gets close to Jianxiu at all, unless he is carrying a heavy treasure, he will probably end up dead.

Murong Zhixun was startled.What surprised me was not Siling Guhong's swordsmanship and his aura, but his indifferent eyes.There was no emotion in those eyes, as if he was not fighting with himself, a half-immortal at the beginning of the Mahayana period, and there was no trace of himself in his eyes.

Murong Zhixun suddenly found it difficult to control his heartbeat, he remembered that Murong Ning really said that this man would be the Supreme Immortal.How long has it been since he has grown to this level, is this still a human being? !

Once the mind is disturbed, the reaction will also be slow.

The dark blue robe on his body was cut by Si Ling Guhong's sword, leaving a not deep and not shallow bloodstain on Murong Zhixun's shoulder, and the blood could not stop spraying out at that moment.

"This is impossible!" Murong Zhixun exclaimed.He is wearing a spiritual weapon, which can block even the attack of a half-immortal, but it can't block the sword of Si Ling Guhong?
Siling Guhong didn't stop his movements because of his shock. There was no fancy swordsmanship in each sword, only the smoothness of flowing clouds and flowing water, seemingly random but too fast for human eyes to catch up. In the blink of an eye, Murong The navy blue Taoist robe on Zhixun's body turned into waste.

Under such circumstances, few people noticed that Siling Guhong not only hurt Murong Zhixun in this breath, but also had countless sword qi that affected all the people from the Murong family who came. Keen found that they resisted, but most of the Murong family disciples were injured, and those whose cultivation level was too low even had their hands and feet broken, leaving only their lives and falling to the ground.

This is really treating the person in the same way as the person.

Tie Nanhe turned his head and said to the man next to him, "It's not wrong for you to draw with him."

The man beside him was wearing a sword robe with a cold face, it was Guan Lanxiang.He deeply withdrew his gaze from Si Ling Guhong, turned and left, leaving behind a sentence, "If he had used this sword back then, it would have been a tie."

Tie Nanhe shook his head helplessly, and raised his eyelids to look at Siling Guhong and Murong Zhixun.

Murong Zhixun, who was hit by 81 swords in one breath, was full of blood, and he didn't know what method Siling Guhong used. The wound on Murong Zhixun's body was obviously not too deep, but the blood just couldn't stop flowing out. The ground has been stained blood red.

Murong Zhixun's complexion was also gray due to excessive blood loss, and he looked at Si Ling Guhong in horror, his eyes were full of disbelief and hatred.

If this son does not die, if this son does not die, there will be great disaster for Murong!

Just how to kill?Could it be that he blew himself up?

It was the first time that Murong Zhixun had the thought of killing himself by self-destruct, but his body was trembling.Although he thinks about the Murong family, he is more selfish.To die for the Murong family?die!

Murong Zhixun didn't want to die, he was afraid of death.Now he is already a half-immortal, maybe there is a possibility of ascending to a real immortal.He couldn't bear to die!

(End of this chapter)