"Not bad. ”

Murong Xian looked at the other party coldly: "Who are you sacred?"

Although she didn't listen to the conversation in too much detail, she could understand the general meaning...... These people should be from the Songshan faction, they should be trying to disadvantage themselves for the so-called 'sect interests', as for Xiang Fei, they should be ready to report to themselves, which makes Murong Xianxian feel a little warm in his heart, after all, no one wants to save a white-eyed wolf.

It is not far from the gate of the Matsuyama faction, and many monks are coming.

Murong was dressed in palace clothes, her hair was jet black, her eyes were clear, and her appearance was fresh and delicate, it was hard to imagine that she was a cultivator who had cultivated to a high level.

"Murong Daoyou, it's me who brought trouble, you go quickly!" Xiang Fei yelled.

"Shut up!" another young man scolded, and shook his hand to slap Xiang Fei's face, finding five blood marks on Xiang Fei's face, and a wisp of blood slowly flowed down from the corner of her mouth.

Murong Xian Xian looked solemn, stared at the middle-aged monk coldly, and said, "I'll be the first to kill you!"

"What a big breath!"

The middle-aged monk at the head said gloomily: "If you honestly tie up your hands, I can also consider opening up to you." But if it's stubborn resistance, don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

"Huh. ”

Murong Xianxian felt amused: "You mean, I saved your people, and in order to repay me, you need to imprison me...... That's what it means, right?"

"Nonsense!"

The middle-aged monk's face turned slightly red, and he said angrily: "Xiang Fei is young and ignorant, and he doesn't know people's hearts and sinister people, you are just taking the opportunity to approach and want to do wrong!"

Murong Xianxian shook his head: "The strong in the cultivation world are respected, as long as you are strong enough, what are you trying to do, how can anyone talk nonsense?

"Shut up!"

The middle-aged monk was a little annoyed and angry, and shouted with his halberd fingers: "Take her!"

The six or seven infantile monks around her, each with their magic powers and magic weapons, flew swords, and killed her.

"Broken!"

Murong Xian let out a loud shout, raised his hand and punched, and a huge cyan fist shadow flew out of the fist, and in the blink of an eye, it skyrocketed to the size of a house, crushing those divine powers that hit one after another, and several magic weapons flying swords were also shocked away.

Bang!

Murong Xian's slender figure disappeared from the spot at once, appeared in front of Xiang Fei out of thin air, and received her into the bracelet in an instant, and then pointed at the middle-aged man who had beaten Xiang Fei just now.

Laugh at!

With a light sound, a golden finger shadow streaked out of the air, with a gentle Sanskrit sound, shooting towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man let out a loud scream, slapped a jade pendant on his waist, and a light corpse suddenly appeared around her body, shielding him, and then the flying sword slashed heavily on the finger shadow.

Zheng!

The flying sword intersected with the finger shadow, and it was bounced away, and then the golden finger shadow 'wave' shattered his protective light building, and then pierced his forehead, blood and brain flowed out almost at the same time, and he fell straight to the ground, killing instantly.

Before those people could react, Murong Xian's figure had disappeared from the spot again, appearing outside the encirclement of everyone...... Her movements were so fast that no one reacted, and it took a while for someone to exclaim:

"Teleport!"

Murong Xianxian is really not teleporting, but the Seven Stars, although it is not a spatial supernatural power, but it is invisible and invisible, and it is impossible to prevent it by using the ubiquitous star power.

"Don't let her run away!" the middle-aged monk's face turned pale.

In front of him, Murong Xianxian not only took Xiang Fei away, but also killed a disciple of Ning Ying's peak. Although that disciple's age is not young, with a little effort, there will be another great cultivator in the sect who is in the refining stage...... And now he is worthless in the hands of Murong Xianxian.

"Run, joke! I don't even have that idea!"

Murong Xianxian's voice was cold: "If the Songshan Sect doesn't give me an explanation on this matter today, not only will the people here die, but I will also kill your mountain gate!"

"Don't be ashamed!"

Several figures appeared around Murong Xianxian silently, all of them were elders above the middle stage of refining gods, and their strength was strong, and they were the main force that really captured Murong Xianxian.

"Hehe, you are all disciples of the Songshan faction, right?"

Murong Xianxian turned a blind eye to these people, but looked at the other monks around him: "Swords and guns have no eyes, you stand here, I will regard you as my target, as long as you leave the Moon Picking Peak, I will definitely not embarrass you." ”

"You guys get out of the way first, there's no need for you here!" said a late-stage cultivator of the Divine Refining Stage.

He knew very well that once he started, those low-level disciples would not only not be able to help, but they might also become a hindrance to himself and others, and the farther away the better.

The surrounding Songshan Sect disciples were secretly frightened and hurriedly retreated...... The sect elder just now clearly indicated that once the battle started, they would not be able to protect the safety of the disciples, and the strength of the enemy in front of them would be too strong!

Murong Xianxian also deliberately threatened just now, although she was very angry at the Songshan faction's behavior, but it was not to the point of indiscriminately killing innocents, after all, it was only the high-level of the Songshan faction who could make this kind of decision, and she could also let those low-level disciples go.

The low-level disciples left, and the worst cultivator left behind was also the peak disciple of Ning Ying, and everyone surrounded Murong Xianxian in the middle, seeing that the situation had already regarded her as a fish in a net.

Bang!

Murong Xianxian's figure disappeared again, and as soon as an elder in the middle stage of God Refining offered a flying sword, Murong Xianxian had already disappeared from his eyes.

Click!

Murong Xianxian punched a condensed infant monk in the chest, and the bones of the monk's whole body were shattered, and blood spurted wildly from his mouth, and even the Purple Mansion was destroyed, and he died in an instant...... And the next moment, he appeared in the same place and confronted them.

"You ......"

The middle-aged monk was furious, the disciple who was killed was his proud disciple, who he regarded as the heir to his mantle, but was punched to death by Murong Xianxian in front of him.

"If you want to get it, you have to pay first, but I don't know if you can afford to pay enough!" Murong Xian said with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Elders, take her!"

The middle-aged monk was so angry that his body trembled, his heart was angry, and his fingers were trembling: "I want her to live and die!"

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding monks used flying sword magic weapons and various magical powers, wanting to capture Murong Xian Xian.

However, they greatly misestimated Murong Xianxian's strength, and Qixing Dun was the most suitable to perform in this situation, she did it with all her might, and those people couldn't catch her at all.

Bang!

Suddenly, Murong Xianxian had already rushed into the crowd, raised his foot and kicked a disciple away, and said coldly: "This seems to be your disciple too, right?

"Stop!" the middle-aged monk yelled.

It was late, and Murong Xianxian didn't want to stop, the monk who was kicked out had just landed...... "I'm not dead?!" His heart suddenly rejoiced.

However, the next moment, his face was full of fear...... He was in the center of the attack of his fellow disciples at this time, that is, the position where Murong Xianxian was standing just now, and before he could shout, those sword lights and treasure lights had already annihilated him.

At the same time, Murong Xianxian had already sneered and rushed towards the other Infant Condensing Cultivator...... She had already seen that these Infant Stage Cultivators were all disciples or relatives of these Divine Refining Stage Cultivators in front of her, and only by killing them could they really make their hearts ache.

"Kill her quickly!" The middle-aged monk looked like crazy, commanding the flying sword, turning into a heavy blue light, and pressing down on Murong Xianxian.

Several cultivators in the God Refining Stage shot at the same time, wanting Murong Xianxian to have no time to shoot at those monks in the Infant Stage.

Bang!

Murong Xianxian slammed a powerful Vajra palm to the point that an elder in the middle stage of God Refining vomited blood, and his body rushed out of his empty position, rushing in front of a condensing infancy cultivator, his index finger flicked, and a cyan sword qi suddenly shot out, piercing his Purple Mansion with a 'poof'.

"Slut!"

The middle-aged monk was so angry that Murong Xianxian killed either his disciples, or the disciples with great potential in the sect, he was so angry that he trembled all over, and the other cultivators in the God Refining Period were also old-faced, and the other party frequently killed their disciples under their siege, just like a slap in the face on their old faces, chirping, but they couldn't resist.

Poof!

Killing one person in ten steps, Murong Xian was like entering a no-man's land, and she didn't do anything to those cultivators in the God Refining Period...... These people are all close to them, since they dare to risk the world to do such a thing, they have to suffer the corresponding consequences, sometimes death is not the most heart-wrenching thing!

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Infant Stage Cultivators were killed by Murong Xianxian one by one, she was not merciful, if she fell into the hands of these people without any preparation, I am afraid that the end would really be worse than death, so there was no need to show mercy at all, and those low-level disciples, she really didn't have the mood to kill.

"Now it's your turn!"

Murong Xian's voice was as cold as the wind, and her gaze fell on the middle-aged monk.

The faces of several elders of the Songshan Sect in the God Refining Stage couldn't hold back, Murong Xianxian was killing here, but they couldn't stop it, this was really a shameless thing.

"Arrogant!" several people shouted together.

"Hehe, I was able to kill those people under your protection just now, and I haven't seen how much you have done, but now I have the spirit. ”

Murong Xian snorted slightly: "I want to see how you can stop it!"

After speaking, he walked towards the middle-aged monk.

"Kill her!" the middle-aged monk felt a palpitation for no apparent reason, he had already regretted receiving the order to carry out this mission.

Several elders of the God Refining Stage protected him behind him with gloomy faces...... If they are really killed by the other party, then their reputation will really be thrown out of the wind for more than ten miles. RS