Chapter 1192: Ask for a hammer and get a hammer, a star
"Who?!"
This change surprised everyone.
Especially the disciples of Da Luo Immortal Mountain, they were even more furious, and someone dared to intercept them!
One by one, they took out their weapons and pointed them at the man in the middle.
The man was holding a jade ruler, although his facial features were delicate and handsome, but he was as pale as paper, wearing a black and white robe, and his hair was also half black and half white, full of evil spirits.
Yang Qingxuan was shocked, revealing an unbelievable look, if he hadn't been hiding in the distance, he was afraid that he would have screamed out!
The man in the long robe had no look in his black eyes, with endless indifference, only when Yang Qingxuan's mood fluctuated violently, his gaze seemed to condense slightly, swept over the hiding place of Yang Qingxuan and the others, and then returned to indifference.
You Yan said coldly: "This friend, dare to ask what sect it is?"
The man in the robe did not answer, but stood there silently.
Ling Fei was furious, danced a sword flower, and a little bit of sword qi swung out, impacting the man in the long robe, and shouted: "Senior Brother You asked you, you are deaf!"
The man in the long robe turned a deaf ear, like swatting a fly, and then flipped his palm and pushed it in the direction of Ling Fei's sword qi.
"Be careful!"
You Yan let out a loud shout, and immediately discovered the power of this palm.
Ling Fei was frightened, he couldn't dodge, the long sword in his hand was shattered by this palm, and the powerful palm wind passed through his body, he barely had any ability to resist, his body trembled, and he froze there in a daze.
The rest of the disciples of Da Luo Immortal Mountain were all shocked, and they all brandished their weapons and locked the man in the long robe.
You Yan felt that something was wrong, and exclaimed, "Ling Fei!"
"Ling Fei!"
You Yan shouted again.
"Bang!"
Ling Fei's body didn't show any signs, and it exploded directly in place, and the flesh foamed and blood flew sideways.
"Ahh
Hua Qing couldn't help but scream.
But this scene was too shocking, and no one paid attention to her, and the disciples of Da Luo Immortal Mountain shouted in horror, "Ling Fei!"
But Ling Fei was gone, and only a pair of feet and hands remained, falling from the air.
"Shoot!"
You Yan roared angrily, his wings spread out behind his back, and a giant axe appeared in his hand, slashing away.
"Xingtian, Open Mountain!"
The cold light on the giant axe flickered, and it exploded and slashed at the front of the man in the long robe.
The rest of the disciples also performed their mastery, and for a while, all kinds of light intertwined into a net, completely covering the man in the long robe.
The man in the long robe was expressionless, seemingly blind to the attack from the sky, raised his hand, and a circle of light emanated from his hand, gradually expanding, and then slapped out with a palm.
"Boom!"
The palm wind completely suppressed the momentum of heaven and earth, and the strong wind washed past.
As soon as You Yan's axe froze, it was smashed by the shot, and the whole person was shocked, and the axe almost flew out of his hand.
The rest of the disciples of Da Luo Immortal Mountain couldn't resist it, and they screamed one by one and were shocked away.
With everyone joining forces, they couldn't block a blow?!
The figure of the man in the long robe flickered, and the long ruler of the heavenly weapon was in his hand, striking out like a sword, and a ray of light was drawn in the air.
In the rippling blue waves, the cold light flickered from time to time, and three more disciples of Da Luo Immortal Mountain were taken for their lives.
"Wow!"
The rest of the disciples were terrified, and immediately realized the difference in strength between them.
Those non-Da Luo Immortal Mountain disciples who were competing for the Heavenly Weapon even turned into birds and beasts and fled quickly into the distance.
There was one word in everyone's mind: Evil Star!
Recently, there has been a seething, murderous and unblinking pervert in the canyon.
The disciples of Da Luo Immortal Mountain also secretly complained to themselves, how could they encounter this evil star, and their strength was so strong.
Before, they were still laughing, saying that if they met that evil star, they would definitely teach him a lesson and let him know how powerful the twenty-four families were.
Who would have thought that he would be hammered?
The man in the long robe turned slightly, and he actually gave up attacking the disciple of Da Luo Immortal Mountain, and when he turned out, it was a blue wave like a blade, and it came out of the air.
The thin turquoise blade slashed through time and space, and actually killed seven or eight people who fled from afar.
Everyone was shocked, and the man in the long robe shook slightly, and disappeared in place, leaving only a slight space to fluctuate and disperse.
Yang Qingxuan's pupils shrank suddenly, his hands clenched, and he couldn't help but get nervous.
"Ah——h
You Yan's face changed drastically, and he exclaimed: "It's not good! He wants to kill us all!" Seeing that everyone was frightened, he immediately said: "Don't panic! This person hasn't made a move against us for the time being, isn't he just afraid of us? As long as you deal with it carefully, you will be fine!"
The screams around him rose one after another, making You Yan's words seem so pale and weak.
Everyone could see that they didn't attack them for the time being, because they didn't escape, and the purpose of the man in the long shirt was to kill everyone.
Hua Qing had already had cold sweat on his hands, and couldn't help but grab Yang Qingxuan's arm and said softly: "Brother Qingxuan, save them." ”
Yang Qingxuan nodded.
The lives of these disciples of Da Luo Xianshan have nothing to do with him, but since Hua Qing has spoken, he naturally wants to save them.
Yang Qingxuan looked at Hua Ling and suddenly asked, "That man in a long robe, do you feel familiar?"
Hua Ling's body was shocked, and he exclaimed, "Brother Qingxuan also feels familiar?"
Yang Qingxuan sighed and said, "If you also feel familiar, then it should really be him." ”
Hua Ling was stunned and said, "But...... Hasn't he fallen?"
Yang Qingxuan's eyes were full of doubts, and he said, "This is exactly what I think is strange. In the battle of Xiaohuaguo Mountain that year, under the blow of Xuanzhu and Xuantianji, the aftermath shook the entire square, and everyone turned into smoke. Lu Yifan, he can't survive. ”
Hua Ling frowned and said, "Did Brother Qingxuan see Lu Yifan's corpse exactly?"
Yang Qingxuan shook his head and said, "No." At that time, I thought it had turned into smoke in the aftermath, and the situation was urgent, so I didn't look closely. ”
Hua Ling said: "Since you haven't seen the body, maybe you haven't died?"
Yang Qingxuan still didn't believe it in his eyes.
At the moment when the man in the long robe appeared, with his heart and Dao heart, he almost collapsed.
Although the face and temperament of the man in the long shirt have changed greatly, under Yang Qingxuan's fiery eyes, he still sees Lu Yifan's appearance.
Coupled with Hua Ling's sense of acquaintance, it can be confirmed that the evil star in front of him, the pervert who kills people everywhere, is Lu Yifan, a classmate and friend of Tiancong Academy in the past and known as one of the top four.
It's just that when Lu Yifan had an accident, only the cultivation of the original martial realm appeared again at this moment, but it was a cultivation that was not weaker than the emperor's heavenly position, and his temperament had completely changed.
What has happened all these years?
How did he survive?
Yang Qingxuan clenched his hands and looked towards the screams that sounded one after another, his eyes were cloudy, but he soon became clear and firm again.
I don't know if you still remember Lu Yifan, and Youye, Yin Yao, and Fu Zhuo are known as the top four masters of the Hidden Dragon List. The chapter where Lu Yifan disappeared is Chapter 415 "Purple Sorrow, Unbearable Repayment".
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