"If you rely on more to win, you are also worthy!"

The voice of sneering came into his ears, and he spoke as an old man in a green shirt with an ugly appearance, don't look at him as unsightly, but he was one of the three major late-stage foundation building monks of Kuquan Peak.

This person has a perverse personality, but he has a very good relationship with Na Le Xuan.

At this time, looking at Ling Xian's expression, he was extremely unkind, and his whole body was full of murderous aura.

"Oh, so you don't plan to rely on more for victory?" The corners of Ling Xian's mouth showed a hint of playfulness, and the tone of his voice and the meaning of mockery were obvious.

"Stinky boy, I really don't know whether to live or die, just rely on my uncle and me, I can drain your soul and refine your soul!"

The old man not only had an extremely ugly appearance, but also a very hot personality, and he was no longer in the mood to be verbose, so he pounced viciously like him.

"Huh?"

Ling Xian was slightly stunned, the other party actually didn't even sacrifice the treasure.

Refiner?

There are so many coincidences in this world.

You must know that although there are thousands of cultivators in the foundation building period of the Tianwei Sect, there are only a handful of them who practice the body cultivation method.

I didn't expect to be bumped into by myself.

What a class axe!

Ling Xian was stunned, but his reaction was extremely fast.

Almost as soon as the thought came to mind, it was taken into account.

His expression showed a hint of panic, as if he couldn't react, and he hurriedly wanted to sacrifice the treasure.

However, his movements were a little slow, and he had been rushed in front of him by the other party.

"Boy, you dare to despise the old man, today I want you to be unable to live, and you can't die. ”

The corners of the old man's mouth showed a hint of cruelty, and his finger was like a knife, like Ling Xian's neck.

If he was killed this time, although Ling Xian would not fall, it would be certain that he would lose his combat effectiveness.

What's next? Naturally, needless to say, the monks of Kuquan Peak hated him to the bone, and the outcome of falling into their hands would definitely be a catastrophe.

However, the premise was that he could really beat Ling Xian.

Seeing that the knife was only a few feet away from Ling Xian's neck, a sneering smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Ling Xian's mouth.

Where is the half panic and fear on the face?

As soon as he lowered his head, he dodged the opponent's attack.

Then a punch struck the opponent in the chest.

Come and don't be rude.

Since he was ruthless, he didn't blame Ling Xian for making a move and not sparing any effort.

Ling Xian was no ordinary immortal cultivator.

Alchemy. What is it in your own eyes?

Show amateur skills in front of an expert!

With Ling Xian's punch, the old man changed color, but he didn't have time to hide at all, who let him hold him too much before.

But when he heard a loud sound of "bang" coming into his ears, his whole body had been knocked away, and Ling Xian was not satisfied, so he kicked out.

Click......

Directly kicked a few ribs broken, such an injury to the monk although not to fall, but at this moment. It must have lost its combat effectiveness.

Everyone was dumbfounded, the whole process was up and down, and the immortal cultivators in the late stage of building the foundation were easily crippled like this.

It's not that his strength is really to the point where he can crush the late stage.

Admittedly, heads-up words. Ling Xian definitely had a 100% chance of winning.

But in any case, it won't be so easy.

The so-called judging the situation. Although Ling Xian's strength is not bad, he knows better that the use of conspiracy and ingenuity, the so-called battle of wits and not strength, is to take advantage of the other party's carelessness to underestimate the enemy, so he is a move. And he beat the old man to death.

"Big brother!"

"Senior brother!"

The remaining few Bitter Spring Peak Immortal Cultivators were all furious.

However, where would Ling Xian give them time to think.

It was not easy to get the first opportunity, Ling Xian stretched out his hand and patted it, and immediately sacrificed a treasure.

I saw a flash of red light, and the Fire Cloud Sword was like a meteor outside the sky, with a long tail flame. Slashed in front of a monk.

It was a short and fat old man, but his cultivation was much lower than the guy he had just defeated, but he was only in the early stage of foundation building.

The enemy is strong and I am weak, and if you want to break them one by one, then the persimmon must find a soft one to pinch first.

Today's matter, seeing that it is no longer over, may as well make it bigger.

Strike first!

Ling Xian was extremely bold in his move.

And those monks of Bitter Spring Peak were stunned.

At first, he was shocked by Ling Xian's strength, and then he felt that there was something wrong with his head.

I don't know whether I live or die, do I really think that one person can defeat so many immortal cultivators?

The short and fat old man was even more shocked and angry when he saw Ling Xian's move, and with a flick of his sleeves, two white rays flew out of it, heading straight for the Huoyun Sword.

The sound of clanging crashes came to my ears.

However, as soon as it came into contact, the white mang was shattered, and the spiritual weapon inside was revealed, and the light was dim!

The opponent is only in the early stage of foundation building, and if it is against an ordinary mid-stage immortal cultivator, he may be able to fight back and forth for a few rounds.

However, Ling Xian's strength was far superior to that of the late stage of foundation building, and with his guys, how could he block his spiritual weapon.

The Huoyun Sword was like a bamboo, and the short and fat old man's face was full of disbelief, and he shouted: "Everyone, save me quickly." ”

At this time, he already knew in his heart that the little guy surnamed Lin in front of him was a rare strong man at all, and fighting alone was not at all like looking for death.

The little life is the most important thing, and now, I can't take care of this thing.

And the monks standing near him, one surnamed Ma and the other surnamed Zhuo, were stunned and stunned, and of course it was not good to see death and not save anything.

With a slight flick of his fingers, he also released his own treasures.

The shapes are quite peculiar.

A large golden bowl, and another one, is as different as a curved horn.

With the sound of thunderclaps, the two spiritual weapons joined forces and finally stopped the Huoyun Sword.

However, the matter did not end here, Ling Xian's figure was slightly blurred, and he actually disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, the space blurred slightly, and he appeared beside the Humpty Fat Monk.

Teleport!

The short and fat monk's eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief: "How can it be teleportation, not to mention the immortal cultivators of a mere heavenly tribulation, even if they are the senior uncles of the Jindan period, they will never be able to perform the legendary secret technique of teleportation." ”

He misunderstood.

Of course, it was impossible for Ling Xian to teleport, in front of him was the effect of using the Thousand Illusion Body Method to the extreme, tossing and turning, within a certain range, it looked similar to teleportation.

Then Ling Xian was not ambiguous, and an elbow hit the opponent's chest like a knock down.

"Poof!"

The short and fat old man spurted out a mouthful of blood.

There was a blur in front of him, and he fainted directly.

This is the terrifying thing about body refiners, only if they are close enough, they can almost kill immortal cultivators of the same level in an instant.

Invincible in melee!

However, there is a prerequisite that you can get close to the strong enemies you face.

Break through the opponent's magic weapon and defense.

In the eyes of ordinary body refiners, this is almost an impossible task, but for Ling Xian, it is nothing, this is the advantage of both spells and body refining, attacking and retreating, learning from each other's strengths, making his combat effectiveness very good.

PS: Phantom Rain's nickname in the book review area is "Ice God", and there are Taoist friends who don't know, let me know!) )