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Chapter 128 Old Bai.

Huang Daxian was a little out of breath.

The people under his sect were actually killed.

This is destroying his physical body!
It will not be so easy for him to find another of these pious immortals in the future.

It can be seen from this that there is a reason for Mr. Ma's appearance as a sick and consumptive ghost.

He is more ruthless than ordinary people who even invite immortals to make sacrifices!
The image of Huang Daxian is a hazy weasel shrouded in mist.

It's just bigger and more vicious than a normal weasel.

Also more fierce!
The young man in Chinese clothes was very knowledgeable, not only piercing through Mr. Ma's chest, but also blasting the body's Qi machine to pieces.

Otherwise, Huang Daxian could still control Mr. Ma's body.

At this time, Huang Daxian became very fierce. Not only did he not feel intimidated by the strength of the young man in Huafu, but he screamed and killed him.

Animal cultivation is indeed much more vicious than humans.

I only saw a yellow figure flying towards the youth in Chinese clothes, like a streamer!

boom -

With a loud bang.

The young man in Chinese clothes pushed Huang Daxian to the ground with one palm.

Then he grabbed Huang Daxian's neck with one hand, his eyes staring at him.

The young man in Chinese clothes laughed and said, "I really think of myself as a great immortal, even the instinct of animals to seek good luck and avoid bad luck has been lost."

This time Huang Daxian completely panicked!
Mr. Ma's beheading did not make him too afraid.

A mere mortal, how much power can he exert.

But I didn't expect this young man in fine clothes, even after it revealed its body, it still grabbed him with one palm!
"Who are you!?"

Huang Daxian shouted sharply.

There was a hint of irrepressible fear in the words.

"I'm dressed like this, and I came out of the bronze coffin, can't you see it?"

"Nanhou of Daxia Town, Li Xun!"

The young man in Chinese clothes said proudly.

Not only Huang Daxian was a little shocked, but also the demon slayers who went to the tomb this time were very surprised.

Although, as the youth in Chinese clothes said, his attire, plus the fact that he came out of the bronze coffin.

It is easy to think of the famous Merry Marquis.

But hearing the young man in Huafu say it himself at this time is still very surprising.

Li Xun, Marquis of Zhennan, lived hundreds of years ago.

Can Qi practitioners really live forever?
Or, is this young man in fine clothes the evil corpse in the ancient tomb, and it was the corpse of Marquis Zhennan that gave birth to consciousness?

The few words of the young man in Chinese clothes made the monks around him fall into deep thought.

"Good!"

"No matter who you are, I just killed innocent people indiscriminately, and I will never let you go."

Zen Master Shenshan had a look of pity on his face.

There are too many people who died this time in the tomb to slay demons!

Zen Master Shenshan raised his purple gold bowl and threw it at the young man in Chinese clothes!

The purple golden bowl buzzed in the air.

The masterpiece of Buddha's light!

The young man in fancy clothes pinched Huang Daxian, and even directly used Huang Daxian as a weapon to meet the purple golden bowl!

clang!
The Zijin Bowl flew back immediately after being hit, making a dull sound in the air.

Huang Daxian's aura suddenly weakened a bit!
That kind of peaceful and compassionate Buddhist power has a great harmful effect on him!
Resisting a blow from the Zijin Bowl, this respected fairy family in Liaodong was directly and seriously injured!

The young man in Chinese clothes swung Huang Daxian again to meet Taoist Yuan Yi's dharma sword!

Huang Daxian tried hard to break free from the shackles, but this young man in Chinese clothes who called himself Zhennanhou Li Xun seemed to have a special power in his hands.

Its power was suppressed in an instant.

puff!

The sharp dharma sword sliced ​​through Huang Daxian's body without any resistance.

Taoist Yuan Yi's gaze sank.

The young man in fancy clothes grabbed Huang Daxian's half body and threw him on the head.

Taoist Yuan Yi just cut open Huang Daxian's body with his sword, but at the same time he was also affected by an evil force.

The body paused.

At this time, the attack of the young man in Chinese clothes hit his head like lightning.

It was a little too late to dodge.

boom!
A cyan light lit up on Taoist Yuan Yi, and a talisman on his chest played a role.

The whole person was blown out.

But it didn't hurt too much.

The young man in Chinese clothes smiled a bit coldly, holding half of the big yellow fairy's body with one hand.

He swept across the faces of everyone coldly.

"That's interesting, you all stay here today."

boom!
Huang Daxian's body was directly pinched and exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

Everyone's hearts sank suddenly, although Mr. Ma met the old ape one after another, and this young man in fine clothes didn't seem to be too top-notch masters.

At that time, the aura that Huang Daxian exuded for a moment just now made people feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

I am afraid that there will not be more than a handful of people who can defeat it.

But in the hands of this young man in fine clothes, he was tragically reduced to a weapon.

There is no fighting back.

It is simply unbelievable.

The figure of the youth in Chinese clothes disappeared again, appearing directly behind a Taoist priest.

The Taoist felt a chill down his back.

Fang Ying, who hadn't arrived yet, saw his own headless corpse.

The young man in Chinese clothes chopped off his head with a knife.

He went straight into the crowd.

It was just a wave of the knife, and two people were killed in a blink of an eye.

Master Huiqing of Qinglong Temple looked at the big hole in his chest in disbelief.

Blood spurted out.

"Brother!"

Master Huizhen let out a mournful cry.

call!
He swung his Zen staff and swept across the past, unstoppable!
The young man in Chinese clothes didn't even look back, he just took a step back.

First come first!

It actually appeared directly beside Master Huizhen, standing shoulder to shoulder with him.

Chi!
Another hand knife slashed across the past!
Master Huizhen's body was covered with a layer of golden lacquer, which collided with the white palm of the young man in fine clothes.

Made a huge noise.

boom!
A wound appeared directly on Master Huizhen's neck. Although it was not deep, it was broken open by someone's blow.

A strange color flashed in the eyes of the youth in Chinese clothes.

call out!
Suddenly there was a sharp piercing sound from behind his head.

It was Bai Hongtu who activated the flying sword technique.

The young man in Huafu swung Bai Hongtu's flying sword into the air with a backhand palm!
A sharp long sword flew out obliquely.

"Flying swordsmanship is indeed good, but you are still far behind."

The young man in Chinese clothes seems to be quite appreciative of Bai Hongtu's flying swordsmanship.

It's just that faint tone, which is really annoying.

This person killed several people in a row.

The exorcist Yan Chixiao, the immortal Mr. Ma, Master Huiqing and others all died under his hands.

It's really frightening!
But Bai Hongtu didn't fear him at all, anyway, it seemed that he wouldn't be able to escape today.

"What are you bragging about, pretending to be a person."

Bai Hongtu squeezed the formula, and the flying sword immediately floated beside him, making the sound of the sword.

Start output directly in the mouth.

If you can't beat them, just scold them.

The young man in Chinese clothes was startled, and looked at Bai Hongtu in surprise.

It seems very unexpected.

(End of this chapter)