Master, I want to marry the eldest brother

234--Andrew

When the soul-detaining formation in Zhuo's Mansion on Xiaokou Street opened up again, Yan Xiaotang pointed at Dou Yan, cleaned up Han Qiong Xianque's bloody red dress, and replaced it on her body.

The straps were tightened, and the wrist guard was in place, Yan Xiaotang glanced up the stairs, not sure if the pair of ears were still there, it was best not to go up, and it would not be too late to come back to see him after cleaning up the unruly people.

On the cloud platform outside the Fanlu Pagoda, there is another one of her who is practicing the Ziji Sword of Life and Death, just a clone of her divine consciousness.

Not long after the people from the Tai Chi Dao Palace went out, He Huang had already fallen onto it. Xia Ying had a good plan, but mistakenly regarded He Huang as a monster. Entering the Zhuo Mansion on Xiaokou Street, Yan Xiaotang learned every word of what the two young masters of the Zhuo family said, as well as other people's words.

Yan Xiaotang was startled into a cold sweat at first, she did suddenly realize that the magical powers in this world are very different from those in the past, and she even made a big mistake, ignoring that the barrier of the Broken Bone Lock Prison has been broken and it is no longer limited Yu Boxi knows the sea, but the magic weapon forged by the supreme practitioners of the Mahayana period can be destroyed so easily, why should Yan Xiaotang worry about how to get it away from Boxi?
With Xi Yang's advice, she had to use her own blood to circulate Qi every day to relieve the cold air, but Xia Ying wanted to use the eighteen alchemy-stage ghosts to cultivate, and one soul-detaining array would solve it, like a frog in a well. People are funny.

Yan Xiaotang packed up and walked steadily to the tower door. The moment she opened the door, she disappeared outside the door. The purple flames around her turned and turned into a ray of light that passed through several layers of Yuntai halls and smashed through half of the wall. , fell in front of Xia Ying.

Xia Ying's face was pale, although he didn't know what was wrong, but Yan Xiaotang was so aggressive that he couldn't help thinking of the good, and hurriedly opened his mouth to defend: "Fourth, fourth son..."

After saying four words, Xia Ying's five sense organs twitched, and she could no longer utter a sound. The roots of the small trees in the sea of ​​consciousness grew violently, piercing Xia Ying's sea of ​​consciousness in an instant.

The Nascent Soul cultivator has a final means of saving his life. He uses the Nascent Soul to escape with the Primordial Spirit. However, the method is too late to be used. The roots of the small tree growing from the leaves of Hehuang Peach Tree have already tightened his Primordial Spirit. A heart-piercing scream was heard in the consciousness, Xia Ying's primordial spirit died, and the corpse fell to the ground bleeding from the seven orifices.

There are four other people in this room, Yan Xiaotang smiled coldly at them: "Since you overheard and dared to touch my heart, you should go with Xia Ying too."

The four of them were so frightened that their eyes were tearing apart, and they let out a few "he...he..." from their throats, and fell to the ground. They were not in the Yuanying stage, and they didn't even have Yuanshen, so they could only leave their souls and go to accompany Xia Ying.

Yan Xiaotang walked over nonchalantly, lifted Xia Ying's body, and walked towards Xiaokou Street with a flash of light.

Tens of miles away, it was only a sip of tea, there was no signal from the Tai Chi Dao Palace, and the back house of the Zhuo Mansion was still holding back souls, and a few people outside the formation saw a purple light flying towards the sky, and before they had time to react, there was Something fell into the magic circle, and with a loud "pop", it smashed through the restraint and hit the black stone board directly.

Wet water droplets splashed all over the faces of several people. Looking up, the thing looked like a human body, and the clothes looked like a master of Tai Chi, but the head was smashed, and the limbs were broken and the bones were pierced. Can you still see what it looks like?

A few people wiped their faces dully, only to realize that it was not water droplets, but blood splashed when the corpse was smashed.

At this moment, Duan Guang arrived, and Yan Xiaotang, who was dressed in red, stood in the air, looking at them indifferently, the purple flames around him were raised half a sky high, and the sword energy was dense like a net, enveloping the entire Zhuo Mansion.

The person in charge really had some courage, held up the magic weapon in his hand, and shouted: "Don't be afraid of her! Everyone is in the alchemy stage—"

Something swept across from the slanting stab, and the real energy barrier outside the host's body was broken in a flash, and the person was rolled up into the air, but he couldn't see what rolled him up.

Yan Xiaotang had already figured out what to do, kill Xia Ying, and then use Xia Ying's body to frighten the people in the Zhuo Mansion, and then take the opportunity to find a few stabbing heads and kill chickens for the monkeys to kill them all?With the same level of cultivation, although she has sword intent, but there are many people on the opponent, and the most important thing is to destroy the magic circle without causing any harm to Boxi. She doesn't think she can defeat the crowd with one.

But ever since she touched Xia Ying, she felt her hands and feet were cold, even colder than when she was holding Bo Xi, and it hit her heart.

Since then, I am less willing to control what I do later.

Pulling the principal in front of him, eye to eye, Yan Xiaotang looked at him carefully and said, "He hasn't passed the door yet, it's not my Taoist partner, I haven't got him yet, you...you should be damned!"

With a whip, Yan Xiaotang restrained the opponent's counterattack, swung his arm, and smashed the person into the magic circle below.

The person in charge kept yelling, trying to use his true energy to break free of the bondage, but suddenly the sword intent surged from the thing that was entangled him. He didn't even have a true essence barrier, so he couldn't dodge at all. As if being hit on the head by a huge wave, he was completely stunned. In the eyes of the people below, he and a grasshopper were strung by grass, and he rushed to the ground involuntarily, with his head down—"Bah!"

The eldest son of the Zhuo family screamed: "Isn't she a sword cultivator? Isn't she a sword cultivator!!"

A sword cultivator uses a sword to kill people, but the fourth son doesn't use a sword, he uses... to smash it! !

That was a demon cultivator with a golden core, like a dead pig, smashed to the ground by her without blinking, becoming a second pile of rotten meat.

The people in Zhuo's mansion were terrified, they knew that their soul-detaining person was very important to the Fourth Young Master, but they didn't expect that their actions would stir up the Fourth Young Master to such an extent!

She is not killing people, she is simply venting her anger!

Everyone released their magic weapons together, knowing that they would die if they did not work hard, and no one dared to take chances.

Yan Xiaotang smiled lowly: "I'll use you to practice swords."

The first layer of Ziji's Sword of Life and Death - Gujian Lingxushi.

She is just getting started, and she has only practiced it more than a dozen times, and the movement of her mind is still a little hindered, but because she is not proficient enough, it is just a good opportunity to practice.

The sword light was practiced, and the sword fell into the formation, and the soul restraining formation was immediately broken, and the eighteen ghost cultivators were swaying, and they were backlashed.

He Huang rushed back to the Taiji Taoist Palace to guard, and Yan Xiaotang's sword light formed an array: Taixu Yunzhuan unfolded in an orderly manner.

She was not very good at controlling the sword array, but when the sword array unfolded, not only the Zhuo Mansion, but also ten streets were covered in Xiaokou [-]th Street.

……

In the brothel across the street from Zhuo Mansion, girl Yinyin chased Mu Chichi to the door, was shut outside, still patted the door relentlessly and shouted: "Give me back the makeup box! You go too!" After that, you should know that what I said is true, return the makeup box to me!"

After a while, Mu Chichi opened the door, Yinyin was anxious to get back the makeup box, she lowered her head and drilled into the door, and saw a light flying away from Mu Chichi's room in a blink of an eye, and asked in surprise, "What is that?"

Mu Chichi smiled and said, "What? Why didn't I see anything?"

Yinyin gave up and reached out to ask, "Where's my makeup box?"

Mu Chichi said: "Wait." Turning around to take it, he turned halfway, suddenly suffocated, and looked at Yinyin in surprise, Yinyin was worse than her, seemed unable to move, and raised his hand He got up and asked in panic, "What's wrong with me? Why can't I move?"

There were several screams outside the door, but Mu Chichi was still able to move, and hurried out to look, only to see that the guests walking in the opposite corridor were torn apart by the sword light just like the girl cloth.

They are ghosts, and if they are killed like this, they will disappear forever!

The cultivators born and bred in Chizhiyuan are restrained by the way of heaven here, and they cannot make people lose their souls. Only those who have been knocked down from the upper realm have this kind of ability. Mu Chichi himself came from there, and immediately knew that there was a "citizen" nearby Let's do it, he's still a swordsman.

In Jishu City, who else could it be?
Mu Chichi subconsciously wanted to bite the handkerchief again, but found that his movements also became sluggish, and when he heard the sound of fighting not far away, he became anxious.

Why are the people in Tai Chi Dao Palace so incompetent, they can't even last for a few hours, this is discovered by the fourth son!

Yinyin screamed behind her, and when Mu Chichi turned her head, Yinyin was also torn apart by Jian Guang. In just a few breaths, she seemed to be the only one left in the building.

When she covered her mouth in fright, the wall cracked and half of the building collapsed.

Mu Chichi hastily unfolded his true energy, and rushed out of the building with all his strength. After leaving the building, he was about to escape far away, when he suddenly saw a girl in red standing in the middle of the back house of Zhuo Mansion, surrounded by Ziyan, of extremely tall stature. Overhanging, like an unbloomed phoenix flower on the branch, extremely eye-catching and stunning.

The indescribable sense of familiarity between the brows hit Mu Chichi, not like, but also like...

Mu Chichi forgot his fear for a moment, and actually had the guts to look at it with his spiritual sense.

When we parted, it was the foundation-building period, but she couldn't see through this person's cultivation level, which was higher than her level.

Jian Guang came towards him, but Mu Chi didn't hide for a long time, as if he had passed away stupidly.

Yan Xiaotang tilted her head and looked at the source of her consciousness. After seeing her appearance clearly, she was startled: Mu Chichi?
Some out-of-control mood suddenly fell back, she stretched out her hand, and the sword light that flew in front of Mu Chichi was pulled away, and after killing another person with sword intent, Yan Xiaotang turned around and flew in front of Mu Chichi and landed.

Mu Chi looked at her blankly, and murmured, "Yan...Yan?"

"Sister Mu."

Mu Chichi couldn't see through Yan Xiaotang with his spiritual sense, but Yan Xiaotang could see Mu Chichi's situation clearly at a glance—there was no shadow around him, and there was a lot of death, Mu Chichi was a ghost cultivator.

A red-eyed demon cultivator in the Zhuo Mansion came after him, Yan Xiaotang turned back with a mace, killed him and then turned around and said, "If you don't want to die, kneel down!"

The people who were still fighting for their lives a while ago, when they heard that they could live, all of them withdrew their supernatural powers, their legs softened and knelt on the ground.

Their true energy was blocked in the sword formation, and their supernatural powers were only a few percent of their normal power. Yan Xiaotang also had sword intent, and it was as easy to kill people as to chop melons and vegetables. Don't look at the time, only a short time has passed, and there is nothing left Several.

Seeing that these people were scared out of their wits and didn't dare to make trouble anymore, Yan Xiaotang retracted the sword array, hundreds of sword lights bypassed Mu Chichi in front of her, and returned to her two-handed mace.

Mu Chichi's knees were sore, his lips trembled a few times, and he also knelt down on the ground, but Yan Xiaotang grabbed his arm: "Sister Mu, it's really you."

Yan Xiaotang smiled lightly. There were not many people who made her feel ashamed, and Mu Chichi was one of them. It was great to meet again.

When she smiled, her long-open eyebrows were as bright as fire, and could burn people's eyes. Mu Chichi's tears rolled down, and he hugged her tightly and cried loudly.

(End of this chapter)