Fairy spirit fluttering, a fairy wind and Taoist posture, anyone who sees it will praise 'the Taoist is really the style of the fairy family'.

It's a pity that Xiahou Chun is not in such a relaxed mood, his eyes are cold, as if he is facing a great enemy.

With a wave of dust in the man's hand, three thousand white filaments vibrated into the air, penetrating the entire radius in an instant.

The real human breath is like a huge cage, imprisoning Xiahou Chun.

His sideburns were dyed white, his face was clear, and his gaze at Xiahou Chun was cold and arrogant, like a god standing above the nine heavens, looking down at the ants that were walking on the ground.

The lofty posture is fully revealed.

Xiahou Chun's eyes drooped, and the corners of his mouth grinned, "It turns out that Elder Xuanzong likes to bully the small with the big?" ”

The man's eyes flashed, as if he was smiling, "The little ant also dares to offend my Xuanzong, if you and other crazy and ignorant people are not eradicated, how can the world know the power of my Xuanzong!" ”

As far as he is concerned, whether it is the Prince of Dajing or the Prince of Yunxiao, he is just a mortal ant, and it is difficult to enter his eyes.

The reason why he came to snipe Xiahou Chun in person this time was not only to repay the favor of the one in Taikang City, but also to have the will from Tiandu Peak.

Xuanzong Taoism, close to nature, secretly in line with the way of heaven, as if every move is determined by heaven.

This realm is also called the 'realm of selflessness', the heart is like dust, and the spirit is empty, so it is good at the way of emptiness and reality.

And this way, which involves the way of space, seems to be similar to the spatial attribute of the 'Nanke Sword' in Xiahou Chun's hand, but the two are very different and cannot be said to be the same.

Xiahou Chun took a deep breath, his face was solemn, this was a real human realm, and it was suspected that it was still the peak of a real person.

One move can kill him.

Airplanes!

Not much to say, this arrogant real person didn't say a word, and raising his hand was a Taoist method.

I saw that when his sleeve robe waved, the clouds suddenly gathered in the sky.

After a boom, it seemed to be gathered by a mysterious force, mixed into a ball, and condensed into a giant hand.

The momentum is magnificent, the power shakes the heavens and the earth, the mountains and rivers are magnificent, and the heart is swaying and fascinating.

This is the power of real people.

But Xiahou Chun's face changed greatly, and his body retreated in panic, and he quickly swept away.

Thundered!

However, the giant palm behind him followed him like a shadow, breathing a hundred feet, and instantly reached behind Xiahou Chun.

High in the sky, the real person stood with one hand in his hand, and slowly leaned out with the other.

As if he was harnessing the huge giant palm, he slowly pushed forward.

Looking at Xiahou Chun, who was constantly regressing, a sarcasm flashed in his eyes, "Mole ants dare to compete with Haoyue, I really don't know whether to live or die!" ”

Just now Xiahou Chun actually had the tendency to resist him, as if he had never taken him seriously, he was a real person, how could he easily let go of that stinky kid?

Prince? Hmph, even Emperor Jing himself did not dare to offend a real person easily.

Seeing that Xiahou Chun was about to escape from the range of mana, he exhaled a breath of turbid air and silently recited a few magic tricks.

Suddenly, his eyes flickered, and his temperament, which was originally a fairy wind bone, suddenly changed.

Become murderous!

I saw him shout, "Fall!" ”

A terrible sound of breaking through the air roared.

Xiahou Chun, who was fleeing, raised his head suddenly, his eyes were sharp, and he threw the mountain in his hand suddenly.

He shouted hoarsely, "Array!! ”

Airplanes!

With a flick of the robe, a bee-patterned gold-leaf bamboo with a handle emerged and stood in the air.

It's Starlight Sleepy!

The light scattered in all directions, enveloping a hundred zhang square, and suddenly the snow was filled, and the mountains roared and the forests roared, like a frost and snow vortex suddenly condensed.

And above this whirlpool, the giant hand slowly pressed down.

The breath of the eye of the storm formed by the whirlpool churned, rising and rising, and reached the level of a real person between breaths.

Time seems to stand still, and the years have forgotten to pass.

The sky-turning giant palm with a terrible sound of breaking the air, wrapped in a momentum like the punishment of the Nine Heavens, was violently suppressed, and there was a earth-shaking collision with the eye of the storm that was constantly roaring and roaring.

"Bang !!!"

Heaven and earth were silent, and the eight desolations trembled because of it.

The huge collision sound, under the blessing of the invisible momentum, instantly swept away, like a nuclear bomb explosion, sweeping everything on the surrounding snow peaks.

The snow rolled rapidly, the rivers and forests were swept away, and all birds, beasts and birds were turned into ashes in an instant.

When the huge wave hit, the old servant's wrinkled face like the bark of an old tree instantly froze, and after taking a deep breath, he pounced down without hesitation, like an old dog lying on ice, and got under three feet of snow.

Under the mountain, Xiahou Qing and the middle-aged man with the sword on his back squinted and retreated, confronting them, Murong Yan and the others' faces changed, and they went straight to the top of the mountain.

"Your Highness!" "Brother Shi!"

After the huge wave of shock waves swung away, the smoke and dust dissipated, and a palm-shaped crater with a silhouette of nearly 100 zhang came into view.

Ahem, ahem.

In the pit, Xiahou Chun was covered in blood, his face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, his spirit was sluggish, and the mountains on his side were gradually green and dull.

Swish!

Tianxin's posture flashed to Xiahou Chun's side, Tianxin Ling whirred around, drawing a large circle around Xiahou Chun, and the light suddenly appeared, as if a halo of light rose up, like a mouthful of half a bowl upside down on the ground.

"Are you dead?"

A cold voice sounded, Tianxin frowned, pursed his thin lips, and asked without looking back.

Xiahou Chun pestled the mountain and grew green, struggled to get up, wiped a handful of blood stasis from the corner of his mouth, and looked at this protective cover formed by the halo of the Heavenly Heart Order, he grinned, "A little real person also wants to kill me, it's really overwhelming!" ”

Losing people does not lose the battle, especially in front of women, Xiahou Chun's face is iron-clad.

Tianxin sneered and was about to speak, but suddenly stopped.

Bang!

The halo shield seemed to have been hit hard, and the cracked marks spread out like a spider's web, as if there was a wailing sound.

Looking at its violent trembling posture, I am afraid that it will not be able to hold out for a few breaths.

Da-da-da-da.

The two of them looked up at the figure that was getting closer and closer.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and I saw a middle-aged man in a dark cyan robe slowly stepping on, his momentum was like a rainbow, overwhelming the mountains and seas, especially the huge qi machine covering a radius of hundreds of zhang shook the surrounding Snow Ridge Plateau.

After the Taoist glanced at the Tianxin Order, Sen Leng looked at Xiahou Chun, and when the mountain in his hand was getting green, his eyes were stunned, and then he slowly spit out a sentence: "This seat Xiao Hanchen, I am here to take your life today!" ”

The words are understated, as if killing the prince of a country is like slaughtering a dog, and it is as simple as digging into the bag.

However, when these words fell, Xiahou Chun's pupils shrank, his ears buzzed, and his whole body stiffened suddenly, as if he couldn't believe it.

Even Tianxin's eyebrows jumped, and his breath was suffocated.

Xiao Hanchen is the master of Yanjing Jade's virtual view!

Xuanzong's spokesperson in Youyan Prefecture!

The first person of Xuanzong, who was sitting in Youyan on the surface, actually hunted Xiahou Chun in person!

Once such news comes out, it will inevitably cause an uproar inside and outside Dajing and even Xuanling, and it may even cause confrontation between Dajing and Xuanzong.

Now, although Dajing and Xuanzong are inseparable, they have not completely torn their faces, even if Xuanzong has attacked and killed Dajing officials, and even hunted the crown prince Xiahou Chun, it is still carried out secretly.

But now he is blatantly bullying him, as if he is ignoring Taikang's face.

In other words, even if today's events come out, this master from Yanjing is not afraid, and his rampant arrogance can be seen.

As Xiao Hanchen's words fell, he clearly felt several powerful qi fluctuations, and the old servant who was about to shake away the frost and snow and turn over stiffened, and after hesitating for a while, he silently stepped into the snow pit.

Under the mountains a few miles away, Xiahou Qing, who was confronting Murong Yan, seemed to feel something, and he smiled hideously, "Xuanzong is really close, my brother will not escape this catastrophe today, ten deaths, little beauty, if you know each other, you will be arrested obediently, maybe this palace will consider letting you live." ”

He touched his chin and looked Murong Yan's Miaoman figure up and down, especially the graceful and uneven, which actually caused his silent and cold heart to be a little hot.

He licked his dry and cracked lips, his eyes seemed to have a fiery color, and his tone was slightly gentle, "Of course, if you serve this hall well, you may not be able to give you a concubine seat in the future." ”

In the face of the frivolous words that were almost flirtatious, Murong Yan turned a deaf ear, just raised his hand and pointed at him lightly.

Between heaven and earth, there seems to be a mysterious qi machine that suddenly emerges, killing Xiahou Qing with lightning speed.

The qi was as fast as lightning, formless and substantial, as if it were independent of the five elements.

Caught off guard, Xiahou Qing was instantly attacked, his eyes were immediately in a trance, and his face was sluggish.

At the same time, the already pale face was slowly decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's like being robbed of life by death!

However, in an instant, Xiahou Qing's sideburns were gray.

At this rate, in just half an hour, the second prince of Dajing will die because of being robbed of his life.

And the most frightening thing is that the recruiter can still personally experience the rapid passage of life, and every minute and second can be called torment.

At the right time, a sword roar sounded, and the arc light like the bright autumn moon sprinkled down, like gurgling water, washing away Xiahou Qing's whole body, sweeping away the filth of the whole body, and cutting off the involvement of the mysterious qi.

The person who shot was the swordsman who suddenly disappeared.

Burst.

Seeing that the invisible sword qi had cut off some kind of mysterious Dao method, Murong Yan snorted coldly, his delicate body flashed, and he was hugged by the covered man who suddenly appeared and retreated.

It's just that at this time, the corner of the covering man's mouth is bleeding, and there is still a piece of cloth left on the tip of Mei's tip in the blood, but it has not been stained with blood.

It was as if in the secret battle with the swordsman just now, she was slightly inferior and fell behind.

With a pop, Xiahou Qing, who was full of fear, immediately became furious, pointed at Murong Yan and the others and shouted: "Toast and don't eat and drink, you deserve to die!! ”

"Go, cut off their heads, the main hall will be trampled for 10,000 years!"

The swordsman beside him was expressionless, he was invited by the Wanning Palace, just to make sure that the prince was safe and sound, and ignored all the superfluous things.

Xiahou Qing looked at him hatefully, annoyed that this distinguished guest from the Sword Sect did not listen to the announcement, but he was helpless, and after his face changed for a while, he raised his feet and walked towards the top of the mountain.

The swordsman frowned slightly, and was about to stop it, but Xiahou Qing Huoran turned his head and said coldly: "You remember, you are just a dog raised by my Dajing, and this palace doesn't want what happened just now to happen again, otherwise I will not blame you for returning to Beijing." ”

The swordsman squinted, subconsciously held the cinnabar sword, and gently rubbed the cold sword body with his fingers, overflowing with murderous intent.

"What, you want to kill Hongu? You don't want that hundreds? ”

Xiahou Qing sneered disdainfully, and walked away without looking back.

Although this Sword Sect Elder is a half-step real person, since the net worth of hundreds of disciples of the Sword Sect was sold to the imperial court, he has been like a tiger with his teeth pulled out, and he has been completely controlled by others.

After being silent for a long time, the swordsman named Wen Jiu slowly lowered his head, only the finger bones holding the cinnabar hilt bulged and creaked, which complemented the sound of snow under his feet.

After the others left, the handsome young man holding the frost spear slowly appeared, the corners of his mouth hooked up an evil smile, and he said to himself: "The praying mantis catches cicadas, and the yellow finch is behind, but I have a slingshot." ”

He glanced at the snow in the direction of Jinju City and sneered, "Don't dare to coddle the goods." ”

Oh, with a shake of his body, he disappeared.

Killing Xiahou Chun is just incidental, and the real person is the big one.

Xiao Shilong's blazing eyes looked at the magnificent qi machine like a great sun, he tried his best to suppress the greedy desire in his heart, and a gust of wind and snow overflowed, and he drifted away with the wind.

..............

Rumble!!

Outside the snow pit, Xiao Hanchen's wide-sleeved robe was thrown out, wrapped in majestic force, and slammed into the crumbling halo protective cover.

With a bang, the protective shield that had exhausted the Heavenly Heart and caused all the spiritual machines to break in response.

"Let's go!!"

Tianxin suddenly grabbed Xiahou Chun's shoulder, intending to throw him out of the snow pit.

"Want to go? Have you ever thought about this seat? ”

The cold words were like thunder, exploding in the ears of Xiahou Chun and the others.

Xiao Hanchen, who was twenty zhang away, suddenly approached, and pinched the snow muscle gooseneck in the heart of heaven, like pinching a chicken.

I saw a sneer at the corner of his mouth, lowering his eyes and looking down at Xiahou Chun in the snow pit, his tone was grim, "Killing you is easier than pinching an ant to death!" ”

Tianxin's cold eyes flashed, Tianxin Ling turned around, and his body was full of resoluteness, as if he had the intention of burning jade.

But at this moment, there was a snort.

At first, it was still a hundred feet away, and it quickly swept in front of him.

Xiao Hanchen raised his eyes and saw a sword qi attacking from low in the sky.

After the sword qi, there was another figure, holding a magic sword, pointing at it from afar.

The person who came was Shen Guangyin!

Xiao Hanchen's eyes were cold, and he immediately withdrew his claws and waved them lightly at Shen Guangyin.

The long sleeves swayed, and the mystery was like a mountain, smashing on the uninvited guest.

The other party vomited scarlet blood wildly, and rushed back at a speed that was three points faster than when he came.

Then several harriers came in the air and turned over, and after landing with the momentum of a rabbit falling to the ground, they jumped in the mountains in a roundabout way, breathed kung fu, and escaped hundreds of zhang away.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, the covenant of the three moves has passed, the oath has been lifted, the mountain is high and the road is far away, you and I will have a period in the future!"

Only after Xiahou Chun's mind left these words, Shen Guangyin completely disappeared between the mountains.

A hint of discoloration flashed in Xiao Hanchen's eyes, the Dao method controlled by the person just now obviously had the aura of Xuanzong, and he was suspected to be the one who sat in the spiritual vein of Taixing, but that person seemed to belong to the faction of the elders of the Feng Pavilion and belonged to a different camp from him.

However, since the other party is unwilling to make a big move today, he has no intention of rashly provoking the sect's internal strife, so he will let it go for the time being.

He snorted coldly to himself, and now that the sect master is in retreat, the elders seem to have a tendency to raise their heads, but all this is just a flash in the pan, even if the sect master is feathered and soars, the power of the sect will still fall into the hands of their faction.

How can the interests of the Daomen allow the dry bones in the graves of their generations to be corrupted!

One day, he, Xiao Hanchen, will wipe out all the silverfish that corrode inside and outside Xuanzong.

Thinking back, Xiao Hanchen's eyes drooped, and there is no need to say about the interests of the mountain gate, so let's kill this little insect first.

At this moment, as if sensing that his death was approaching, Xiahou Chun, who was sitting cross-legged in the snow pit for some time, suddenly spoke, "Before you die, can you tell me who sent you to kill me?" ”

Xiao Hanchen was stunned when he heard this, and chuckled, "Dead people don't need to know much. ”

Xiahou Chun nodded lightly, knowing that it was useless to say more, and he couldn't get anything.

He clenched the mountain in his right hand, and the Demon Source Seal in his left hand was replaced by the 'Guandao Seal', and the blood-stained Dao robe on his body flew up, and as he stood up, there seemed to be a mysterious aura that seemed to be absent.

Xiao Hanchen frowned and snorted coldly, "Pretend to be a ghost!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the long black hair behind him floated up, and the vast spiritual opportunities around him rolled in, and they were devoured by him in an instant, and the aura that was originally a slight loss reached its peak in an instant.

Boom.

The powerful real qi machine instantly triggered the vision of heaven and earth, the clouds and mist rolled, the wind howled and the rain swooped, the mountains and rivers changed color, and the thunder cheered for it.

Xiao Hanchen stepped into the air, his indifferent eyes revealing a cat-and-mouse banter, and a trace of indescribable expectation.

There was a hint of schadenfreude in his eyes, and he said with a smile: "I forgot to tell you that before this seat left the view, there was a rumor in the mountain gate that Emperor Jing Xiahou Hong had failed to sneak attack the sect master, and he returned in defeat, and he was bloody Tiandu Peak!" ”

Xiahou Chunhuo Ran raised his head, stared at Xiao Hanchen who was suspended in the air, and said word by word: "What did you say!" ”

Xiao Hanchen laughed loudly, "This seat said, your emperor Lao Tzu is about to die!" ”