Murong Xianxian shook his head and said: "This Luotian Sea Area, you are more familiar with it than me, you can't see it, I am even more confused." Anyway, these people have nothing to do with us, and they haven't caused any losses, so they are very lucky, so what else is there to complain about?"

"It's not complaining, it's being afraid. ”

Xu Yuan walked beside her unhurriedly, "I'm always a little ...... A little frightened, it seems that there is an omen of Tai Sui and an evil one, is it really a disaster that can't be avoided?"

"Crow's mouth! Xu Daoyou, don't think nonsense, okay?"

Murong Xianxian walked more than ten meters, suddenly stopped, raised his eyes and looked forward, his eyebrows were deeply locked, and his expression was cold.

Her figure is long and beautiful, although her appearance has changed, but girls love beauty, and there is absolutely no reason to become an ordinary woman, standing there, she naturally exudes a majesty, her eyes are extremely sharp, and even almost cold.

"What are you looking at?"

Xu Yuan stepped forward and asked, "What suspicious things did you find?"

"Killing air. Murong Xianxian spit out word by word: "Bad omen." ”

"Hehe, do you know how to do magic?" Xu Yuan laughed: "We are monks, not immortals, even if we are real immortals, it is impossible to predict bad luck." ”

"I will be right. Murong Xianxian smiled faintly.

"Why?"

"I saw a flash of light just now. She analyzed: "I can tell you that it is the reflection of the light of the blade." ”

"You speak like you're telling the truth. Xu Yuan was not satisfied with her explanation: "Let's go! stop being suspicious, this is a village and town, not a wilderness." ”

With that, he continued walking.

Murong Xian frowned slightly, raising her vigilance in her heart, but she didn't insist anymore, she just secretly prepared.

Bypassing a corner, four fierce monks suddenly burst out from the side, one at each end, and four flying swords hanging above their heads, ready to attack at any time.

"Stop!" said a monk who was blocking the way, his voice deafening like a bell.

As soon as Xu Yuan's eyes moved, he was about to make a move.

"If you move, you will surely die!" another monk scolded.

Murong Xianxian looked relaxed on the side, she hid her cultivation as if she was at the peak of a baby, this is a big mystery of the Eight or Nine Xuangong, what is pretending to be something, and she can't detect it when she is idle, so the four monks didn't take her seriously.

"Xu Daoyou, they are proficient in the art of combined attacks, and their cultivation is higher than ours, they will definitely be fatal, he is not scaring you, if you dare to make a move, you will really die. ”

She said to Xu Yuan: "It's a disaster that can't be avoided, listen to them, that's right." ”

Xu Yuan exhaled a long breath and gave up the attack, but he was still on guard, afraid that the other party would kill the killer.

"Go that way. A monk gestured to the right.

The two men were escorted out of the village and into a hillside outside the town, like prisoners being escorted...... There were a lot of people on the hillside, gathered in four directions, and at a glance it was clear that they were four different groups, each of which formed a confrontation situation.

In the woods at the foot of the mountain, another group of people lurked. The number of these people is about fourteen or fifteen, and Murong Xianxian and Xu Yuan are also among them...... The identities of the two people are a little awkward, they are now equivalent to captives, but the other party doesn't seem to intend to kill, so they honestly don't resist. They were guarded by a bearded monk, who did not pay attention to the two of them, and was obsessed with the various forces on the hillside, and was ready to move at any moment, leaving the captives behind and rushing out of the hillside with his companions.

The atmosphere was tense, all the people had already shown their flying swords and laws, and the hostility between the people who separated the north and the south was the most obvious.

The six people in the north are the people of the Brotherhood. The two standing in the front are Ling Junhao, and Cheng Yongjia, the flying sword has already been sacrificed, and the cold and electric Sensen, people who are two hundred meters away can still feel the terrifying pressure of the flying sword.

Zhengnan is seven men and one woman, one is tougher than the other, and the momentum is not weaker than the six masters of the Brotherhood, and it seems to be stronger.

Due east, there are three female cultivators of the purple-clothed fairy, with a strict expression, but they did not sacrifice the magic weapon of the flying sword, as if they had the meaning of standing by and watching.

To the west are five men and five women, and the flying sword has been launched, and there is no obvious indication of which side is helping them.

The attention of the four groups of people was all on the people at the scene, obviously not knowing that in the outer woods, there were more than ten hidden hands of unknown intentions from the fifth party. The people who hide in the woods are experts in stealth.

The person Ling Junhao faced was a dark middle-aged man, with a demon-slaying oak in his hand, which was shining with golden light and extremely intimidating.

"The surname Lu, after spending a year of work, running all over the world to find traces, today 'caught up with Your Excellency, you only have one way to go. Ling Junhao was domineering and said in a domineering tone: "Either tell me the whereabouts of Madman Hu, or go down to the meeting once, you have to go, Madman Hu has what I need." ”

"Dreaming!"

The strange eyes surnamed Lu flashed sharply, and his voice was like thunder: "Master doesn't know you, and I don't know what you Ling Junhao is, why are you looking for me? You want me to betray Hu Daoyou, what are you?"

"When you fall into my hands, I won't say that. Ling Junhao was not angry because he was scolded, but even more cold: "Do you want to take it away after you are abolished?"

"Bastard ......"

With a sneer, Ling Junhao suddenly waved his hand, and five dazzling blue rainbows shot towards the other party unexpectedly, and Hou wanted to tie him up.

This strong man of the brotherhood was scolded by the surnamed Lu and was about to explode, although his expression on the surface was cold and calm, and he hated him extremely angrily in his bones, so he couldn't hold it anymore, he didn't want to continue to be scolded, and used a surprise attack to vent the anger in his heart, wanting to capture him in one fell swoop.

Cheng Yongjia may have had a tacit understanding with Ling Junhao, and the flying sword transformed into a terrifying arc, cooperating with him to attack the surnamed Lu.

The purple shadow flashed and blocked the arc with surprising accuracy.

"Don't meddle!" the coquettish voice arrived first.

There was a wild shock of "earning", and the two sword lights touched each other, and the strength was half a catty and eight taels, and it was suddenly violently divided.

At the same time, the man surnamed Lu suddenly waved the demon pestle, and a detonation suddenly sounded, and the five green rainbows were crushed...... It's not good, the five men and five women of the three parties all rushed to the concentration of the surnamed Lu, obviously aiming at the surname Lu, ignoring the other people who struggled.

With a long roar, more than a dozen monks in the forest poured out at an extremely fast speed, their swords shining like snow, and their shouts were deafening. The first person to get out of the melee was the purple-clothed fairy Ji Qiuju, who was more than a hundred miles away with her two female companions, and several sword lights that attacked her in the chaos were blocked by her commanding flying sword. The miserable howl suddenly started, someone fell, and the flying swords roared angrily, bombarding each other with each magic weapon.

Generally speaking, what monks hate most is melee, because there are too many people to show it, and it is unjust to die in the melee, and it is not honorable to win. But this time there was no way, the surname Lu was a figure who was eager to control the forces of all parties, and he had to be captured alive, so people naturally started a scuffle.

The alert people were lucky, and they woke up in time, and the colorful retreats suddenly came out of the battlefield, and each withdrew the flying sword magic weapon to protect himself.

In a moment, the crowd dispersed, and five corpses were placed in the grass, no one noticing how they had been killed.

The people were not completely separated, but in the grass on the hillside, there were no living people moving, except for five corpses.

In a moment, the figure of a purple-clothed fairy appeared on the edge of the forest in the east, the purple skirt swayed slightly with the wind, the beautiful face was murderous, and the flying sword suspended in front of her was purple and the knee could not see the entity clearly, but it could be seen that she had injected the true yuan into the sword, and the sword qi made the air appear a vision of light distortion.

The seven fairies of the Yu Women's League, the purple-clothed fairy Ji Qiuju ranked sixth and was a famous strong woman. The ranking of the Seven Fairies has nothing to do with their martial arts talents, let alone age, nor does it care about the long time they have appeared in the rivers and lakes. The fairy in purple ranked sixth, and it can be seen that her martial arts are very good.

The seven fairies are all young and beautiful, and their prestige is far and wide. Most of the monks kept away from them. The purple-clothed fairy Ji Qiuju is a frightening representative figure, jealous and hateful, beautiful as a flower, and hard as iron, punishing those disciples without mercy. Therefore, those prestigious young children of the family, seeing her are like avoiding the plague, and the farther away the safer, they do not want to be wounded by her flying sword.

"You come out, this fairy wants to know why. ”

She nodded to the grass not far away, and shouted, "Those people are abominable enough to be with the bandits. And you are lurking around, secretly attacking, intending to catch everyone present. Say a convincing reason, and I will spare you. ”

There was no response, no one to be seen. She herself had joined, but she didn't know what these people were fighting for here.

With a cold snort, her eyes looked at the grass. There was a sound coming from the left, but she ignored it...... It was her two female companions, a hundred meters away, who blocked Ling Junhao, who had come out of the woods, and prevented him from approaching.

With another cold snort, the purple-clothed fairy sacrificed a flying sword and turned into a purple lightning shot towards the grass.

Someone stood up, and three sword rainbows shot at her through the air.

The purple figure continued to transform, and the figure of the purple-clothed fairy appeared in five different places almost at the same time, and the three flying swords completely missed. The purple figure finally appeared in front of the grass, and with a wave of his hand, three small purple lights and shadows suddenly flew out, and the three monks were about to recall the flying swords, and the three purple lights and shadows had already sunk into their eyebrows.

Bang!

The heads of the three people exploded suddenly, brains and blood splattered everywhere, and the name of the purple fairy's hot hand really lived up to its name.

"Anyone else? There are a lot of you, and I don't mind having someone else to ask you about. The purple-clothed fairy didn't mind killing the attacker at all, and her voice became more and more cold.

"Fairy Ji, we should cooperate!"

Ling Junhao in the distance shouted: "They have snatched the people I wanted, and I will chase them out of the mouths of these people." If you have already made a mistake, don't miss it a second time, or you will ......."

In the grass, there was also a monk who looked at the fairy in purple with a frightened face. The three strongest companions had already been killed, and the others were obviously not here, and he didn't know what to do for a moment.

"I'll kill you unless you confess. The fairy in purple didn't take him seriously at all, the purple flying sword hung above his head, ready to strike a thunderous blow at any time. RS