Painting of the Nine Immortals

"If your feet fall, your head will fall."

A cold voice came slowly, and it sounded like a thunder on a flat bottom, making everyone in the deserted village look exuberant, especially the village chief who was on the verge of death, and Suzi, who was full of despair. A flash of hope flashed, and the boulder in my heart landed quietly.

They had been with Ling Xian for two months, and they could naturally hear his voice.

Although the villagers don't know the specific cultivation behavior of Lingxian, the three-eye golden lion that can fight the eight-pin monster is enough to prove that Lingxian's strength is extremely arrogant, at least, it is stronger than the old man who is ninth-level refining gas. These people naturally relax and no longer feel fear.

"Who? I'll get out for the little master!"

The boy gave a swift cry, his face was extremely gloomy, but the foot that was smashed towards the head of the village was collected, and it can be seen that he was afraid of Ling Xian's cold words.

"Are you looking for me?"

The cold voice sounded again, and a ghostly figure in white suddenly appeared in front of the teenager. The pair of killing star eyes made him shiver unconsciously, but he had no time to react, and saw A white palm roared, as if Tianxian waved his hand, shattered the Three Thousand Realms, and pushed Wan Zhongshan across!

Snapped!

The palm of his hand was overwhelming, unstoppable, and he drew it on the young man's face all at once, causing the corners of his mouth to bleed, like a kite with a broken line flying out.

This scene happened too quickly, as fast as Bai Ku's gap. All the people in the audience felt that the flowers were just in front of them, and they heard the crisp applause, and then they saw the Barbarian boy flying backwards.

"Who are you?"

The old man's pupils shrank, he couldn't help lying on the ground and mourning his grandson, staring at the young man who suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, feeling an unprecedented pressure.

That pressure made him restless.

"Who am I? You are not qualified to know."

The faint word dropped, Ling Xian's figure disappeared instantly. When it appeared again, he had already reached the young man, choked his throat, held him high, and sneered, "It's a good thing for a dog. What a pity you are, in my eyes, worse than a dog. "

After that, he slapped the young man's face again with a slap, and the bones on his face completely shattered.

"Okay, happy!"

"Haha, get angry, fight well, Ling Xian, kill him!"

"Yes, this boy is arrogant and arrogant, and he is mad, so teach him well for us!"

The people in the deserted village saw Ling Xian draw two slaps from the teenager, and finally the anger in his heart was dissipated, especially the village chief and Su Zi, with smiles on their faces and full of pleasure.

Just now, this young man is arrogant, with a contemptuous tone, and his words are even more arrogant, making these people stagnant with fire, wishing that this person would be broken into pieces, only because his grandfather was too powerful, so he dared not to speak. Now, Lingxian came down from the sky and made a great deal of power. These people naturally laughed and cheered, not to mention how deflated.

"Ahem, let go ... me."

The arrogant boy turned red, his eyes fixed on Ling Xian, full of resentment.

"Who the **** are you? Let go of my grandson!"

Seeing his grandmother's painful look, the old man's face suddenly became gloomy, and he sent a cold killing all over him.

"open?"

Ling Xian chuckled, but her eyes were extremely cold. He did n’t know the original cause, and did n’t need to know, so he rushed to the young boy in front of him. No one is allowed, no one comes here!

"Yes, young man, I advise you to let go of my grandson as soon as possible, otherwise, you and those behind you will have to bury my grandson!" The old man smiled faintly, when he saw that Lingxian was only a teenager, he was uneasy. Sweeping away, when he wanted to come, where can a young man be strong, how strong can he be?

Naturally, he regained all the expressions of highness and stare, as if he were alone in this world.

"Really, then I'll let it go."

Ling Xian's mouth was raised, and the young man was slowly put down by the old man's contemptuous look. Then, in the horrified and desperate look of the young man, he slaps it out, as if the mountain fell, the meteorite fell, and the fierce power blasted the young man Dozens of meters away.

Click!

Suddenly, the juvenile's bones were broken, but there was a sigh of relief. He didn't stop there, because Lingxian didn't want him to die so cheaply. He wanted the juvenile to pay the price for what he did. Die.

The elder man's proud expression was stiffened on his face, and his cold eyes were staring at Ling Xian, so gloomy that the surrounding monks shivered and shuddered.

At first, when he saw Ling Xian dropping his grandson, he thought he was afraid of himself, so he looked disdainful. However, he never expected that Ling Xian would not be half-afraid at all. , Slapped the teenager to half death.

Needless to see, the old man also knows that his grandson has died shortly. The reason why he did not die is that the young man deliberately did it. Although the palm shattered his whole body bones, he kept his heart and let him He was lingering and lingered.

This is his grandson!

How can the old man not be hurt, how can he not be angry?

"I want you to die!"

The old man was angry and rushing to the crown, with white hair dancing wildly, a forceful momentum surged out of his body, sweeping the Quartet, regretting Qianshan!

"In front of me, dare to show momentum? I don't know if I live or die." Ling Xian's eyes were cold, and the coercion of the strong in the foundation period suddenly came down, like the lower bound of heaven, the majestic and magnificent, overwhelming!

boom!

The earth shook, the space trembled, and the monstrous horror was extremely horrible. All the people present could only tremble under this coercion, trembling, even couldn't help wanting to kneel to the ground and bow their heads!

The next moment, the old man coughed up blood, and flew backwards, hitting a trunk with a bang.

one move!

No, just by the momentum, let the old man cough up blood and defeat the North, how powerful and overbearing!

"Building ... building foundation?"

Lifting his head hard, the old man slowly swallowed a spit and looked at Lingxian in horror, his body shaking involuntarily.

As for the people around, it was already stagnant when the momentum swept out. At this moment, when I heard the old man say, the sound of air-conditioning suddenly sounded.

Build the foundation!

These two words seemed to have a great coercion, which made the scene suddenly silent and everyone lost their voice.

In this place like a wild and extremely backward civilization, the monks on the ninth level of gas refining have been called the strongest. As for the monks in the foundation period, there is the supreme heaven and the invincible immortal, which only exists in the legendary in!

However, there is now a strong man in the foundation period, and he is only 15 or 16 years old. How can they not be shocked?

More than shock, it's just incredible!

"I think you still have some eyesight."

Ling Xian's expression was cold, she didn't even look at the old man, but walked towards the young boy with weak breath.

The king of the gas-finishing period, who killed his life so much, couldn't do anything in his hands, let alone the old man who had only nine layers of gas-finishing right now?

To let him vomit blood on the basis of the turbulent weather is to give him face, otherwise, Ling Xian can wave his hand at will, and he will be able to let him die and disappear!

"You ... you devil, don't come, don't come!"

Seeing that his invincible grandpa was hit by a stroke, the teenager was extremely frightened. At this moment, he saw Ling Xian walking towards himself, suddenly falling like an ice cave, his body was cold.

"Why are you scared now?"

Ling Xian smiled coldly and did not bear the slightest. To treat the wicked is to be ruthless and cruel.

If he did not arrive in time, I am afraid that at this moment, all the people in the deserted village will be slaughtered and Su Zi will become a slave and become a vent tool for the teenager, or choose to self-discipline, live this life, or choose to live and humiliate. .

Either way, Lingxian does not want to see it.

Therefore, he wants to make this boy and this group feel real fear and despair.

"Let ’s ... keke, please, let me go."

The teenager was terrified, and spoke intermittently for mercy.

"Let you off? I promise, God won't agree." Ling Xian slowly lowered her body, looking at the young boy who was angry with silk, and said, "I said that you are a dog-fighting thing, but unfortunately, you rely on it. In my eyes, it ’s not as good as a dog. Now you see, I ’m going to kill your grandpa, like a slaughter pig. ”

"Ahem, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, please let me go." The teenager was cold all over, desperate, and when the old man was hit by a stroke, his arrogance and his pride were already Crush.

For a long time, he dare to be so mad because he has a powerful grandfather, but today, he witnessed the invincible grandfather in his heart, defeated so simply, this huge impact made him guilty, completely Collapse, and finally realized what despair is.

"I feel desperate. In this case, I won't talk nonsense with you, let's die, the afterlife, remember to be a good person, even if you can't be a good person, be a smart person."

Ling Xian slowly shook her head and pointed like a knife, and gently struck the teenager's throat. Suddenly, the blood overflowed, and the person was completely furious.

"what!"

With a heartbreaking roar, the old man was so mad that he stood up and rushed towards Lingxian regardless.

"If you're not so mad, how can I be so cruel?" Ling Xian showed no mercy, waved her sleeves casually, the sky was strong, as if the waves were surging, and she was hit **** the old man's chest.

"puff!"

A spit of blood spewed out, the old man's breastbone was broken, and his face fell unwillingly.

The breeze was blowing, and the scene was silent. Everyone was shocked and looked at the young boy in white clothes, especially the group who came with the old man. They felt a chill coming, and they were terrified.

"They are dead, and you don't need to live."

In a hint, Ling Xian turned to look at the dozen middle-aged man, and with a swift bounce, a ray of horrific and hot flames of the flames of the evil spirits whistled out, burning these people into ashes.