"Poof!"

Wu Guo spurted out a mouthful of blood, although there was no natal spirit weapon, but the flying knife in front of him, when he was refining, he also spent countless efforts, once it was destroyed, the heart and mind were connected, and the backlash suffered was not trivial.

"You, who are you?" his eyes were filled with resentment and unconcealed fear.

"Me?"

Ling Xian smiled, but that smile was extremely cold, making people feel that the cold wind was blowing straight into their necks: "Didn't you deceive me that there was no one in Lingyin Peak, plotting to sneak attack, how could the Tianwei Sect accept such a despicable and shameless disciple of you." ”

Before the words fell, and Ling Xian's superfluous movements were not seen, an astonishing momentum diffused from the surface of his body, accompanied by a huge spiritual pressure falling from the sky, and suddenly, the surrounding immortal cultivators, one by one, their expressions changed wildly, and they stepped back a few steps in a row, and the cultivators who cultivated a little shallower couldn't even stand, some knelt down, and some lay down.

Things change with time, Ling Immortal is now in the middle stage of foundation building, and in terms of strength, he is far superior to those of the same level of immortal cultivators, and the spiritual pressure that erupts is naturally much stronger.

This sudden change stunned everyone, not to mention the immortal cultivators of Bitter Spring Peak, they were the monks of Hidden Spring Peak, one or two, and their expressions were also dazed.

This uncle, who has never seen it, how can he make decisions for his own people.

Wait, he seemed to be claiming to be an immortal cultivator of Hidden Spring Peak just now, but this peak, isn't there only Uncle Tian who is a strong person in the foundation building period?

Don't...... Just promoted?

In everyone's hearts, they can't help but guess like this!

However, he felt that it was inappropriate, because with such a powerful spiritual pressure, it was obvious that he would not be an immortal cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, and for a while, all the disciples were in a fog, and their hearts became more and more confused.

"This ...... This uncle. You, you must have misunderstood, we have no grievances with you. ”

One of the disciples of Bitter Spring Peak, with a look of horror on his face, stammered and spoke.

"Misunderstanding, huh. Ling Mou can hear it clearly, you guys bully the soft and fear evil, and treat your fellow disciples so viciously and with such a heart, you are also worthy of being an immortal cultivator. ”

Ling Xian said as he slowly stepped forward, the spiritual pressure became more and more terrifying, and the disciples of Kuquan Peak couldn't even speak, and they were silent one by one. For fear that if he is not careful, he will provoke the monstrous anger of this uncle.

The rest of the people are still like this, so the pressure that Wu Guo is facing as the initiator can be imagined.

He trembled, as if he was facing a giant beast of the wilderness.

However, this guy also has a stubbornness like a splash, and he can't be good. A hint of gloom flashed in his eyebrows: "You...... You bully the small!"

"Big bullying small?"

Ling Xian smiled and changed to another person. may be squeezed by him, but with Ling Xian's character, how can he be so easy to fool.

"Yes, so what?"

Hearing Ling Xian's frank admission, Wu Guo was stunned for a moment, and then his face could no longer be hidden. With a frightened and frightened expression, he shouted hysterically:

"You, you can't kill me, cannibalism with the door, the rules of the door ...... The door rules won't let you go. ”

"Door rules. You're telling me about the rules now. Ling Xian was furious, he had seen a shameless immortal cultivator, but he had never seen anyone so shameless.

With a flick of the sleeve robe, he didn't see any treasures he sacrificed, a strong wind whistled out, and Wu Guo screamed, and the whole person, like a kite with a broken string, flew high, and blood sprayed thin in his mouth.

This is the gap in the realm, he was arrogant and domineering just now, but at this time, facing Ling Xian, he had no power to fight back.

"Stop, you ...... You can't kill me, my master, is the master of Kuquan Peak, I am his personal disciple, if you kill me, the old man will not let you go. ”

Wu Guo screamed hysterically.

"You still dare to threaten me. ”

Ling Xian smiled, feeling a burst of disgust in his heart, and without saying much, he flicked his fingers slightly, and suddenly, a wind blade with a length of a foot appeared, and the other party had no way to hide at all, and gorgeous blood flowers burst out.

Returning blood for blood, fighting poison with poison, since the other party dared to take pleasure in bullying the disciples of this peak, then Ling Xian made them pay the same price.

"Stop!"

However, at this moment, a loud shout was heard in the distance, and a light flew towards this direction at a gallop.

In an instant, the brilliance converged, revealing a dark-faced middle-aged man.

In the middle of the foundation building, the expression on his face was mixed with shock and anger.

"Uncle Le!" Wu Guo was overjoyed: "Uncle Le, save me, this guy bullied the small, punched and kicked his disciples for no reason, and said that our monks from Kuquan Peak deserve to die, and they want to send me to hell." ”

The sound of the ghost crying wolf howling came into his ears, and as expected, this Wu Guo was really shameless, and his words were completely in vain.

And the rest of the Kuquan Peak disciples also echoed the voice, and the arrival of the black-faced man seemed to let them find the backbone of the heart.

Sure enough, things gather like and people are grouped, and there is no good person among the disciples of this Bitter Spring Peak.

At this time, when they saw Uncle Benfeng, they added fuel and vinegar one by one, and the disciples of Yinquan Peak wanted to refute, but compared with them with their sharp teeth, the language of defense seemed so weak.

The whole thing is completely reversed.

It seemed to be all the fault of Hidden Spring Peak, and Ling Xian was even described as similar to the Great Demon King.

is despicable and shameless, relying on the strong and bullying the weak, as if all the bad things in this world are done by him alone.

The black-faced man became angrier and angrier the more he listened, glaring at Ling Xian: "What else do you have to say?"

"Why, what these guys say, do senior brothers completely believe it?" Ling Xian was dumbfounded, looking at his expression, it was almost like looking at an idiot. ”

He didn't know that this man named Le Xuan was an ascetic, who grew up in the Tianwei Sect since he was a child, and he didn't know how to do worldly affairs, but his personality was very protective of calves.

Therefore, there is nothing surprising about being deceived by a sharp-toothed disciple.

"Why don't I believe it, you bully the small, but I have seen it with my own eyes, now, I will give you two ways, either follow me to see the Venerable Master and ask for punishment from the door rules, or, you remove an arm yourself and apologize to my nephew, today's incident, I can also act as if it didn't happen. Na Lexuan's cold voice came to his ears.

And the disciples of a kind of bitter spring peak gloated.

Although this musician uncle is not familiar with world affairs, his lifelong cultivation is not bad, and among the strong people in the foundation building period of this peak, he is enough to rank in the top five, but the guy in front of him doesn't know where he came from.

Most of them have just been promoted, and such an existence, how can they be Uncle Le's opponents, they are all looking forward to being able to take revenge.

Especially Wu Guo, looking at Ling Xian's expression was full of resentment, constantly fanning the flames, and Na Le Xuan, who was originally a soft-eared character, became more and more angry the more he listened, and a murderous voice came into his ears: "Now that I have changed my mind, you cut off your own arm, and then follow me to see the Venerable Master." (To be continued.) )