Xianhong Road

Chapter 538 Cold scene

"do we know each other?"

The young man stopped when he heard the words, and asked as if no one else was there.

He really ignored this group of people.

As soon as this remark came out, the young man in Zishan was stunned, his pupils shrank, and his anger became more concentrated.

How dare a little high-ranking Golden Core ignore himself and others?

This made his face even more dull, and almost lost his face.

The man in the sapphire brocade robe is of course Yang Fan who came from afar.

He rushed all the way from Yuyang Country to Luoshan Country, showing himself as the Golden Core Stage cultivation base.

If the cultivation base is too low, it is easy to get into trouble, and the flying speed is too slow.

If the Yuanying stage cultivation is the current world, it will attract people's eyes and ears, and it may be stared at by the top seven sects of Jin before reaching the destination.

Of course, along the way, he has not encountered unsightly people.

Half a day ago, a pair of monks from the Seven Sects of the Jin Kingdom wanted to keep him for interrogation, but they were beheaded by Yang Fan mercilessly.

Now, the same situation happened again.

However, in this team of monks, there are actually two Nascent Souls, which may be a little troublesome.

While Yang Fan was replying, he looked up at the two people in front of him.

He didn't know Zishan youth at all.And beside him, the beautiful and dignified woman in palace attire was extremely stunning at first glance.

But the next moment, it felt very familiar.

Yang Fan couldn't help taking another look, and couldn't help exclaiming in his heart: "Isn't this woman Yuyang Zhengdao casual cultivator Nascent Soul, Fairy Lingxia?"

It turned out that Fairy Huanling was originally an elder of the "Immortal Fantasy Lingyun Sect" in the Jin Kingdom. She used the identity of "Fairy Lingxia" to infiltrate Yuyang in order to plot the Nine Nether Secret Realm.

Later, his identity was revealed, and he was chased and killed by the Sanyou old devil for tens of thousands of miles. He suffered heavy injuries and almost fell.

These were only learned after meeting Linghu Song in Luoshan Country.

Fairy Huanling felt Yang Fan's naked sizing and astonishing eyes, and for some reason, her dignified and pretty face, which was as quiet as a lake, turned slightly red.

It stands to reason that a Jindan man, no matter how outstanding his temperament and appearance, cannot make her have such a side.

Taking a closer look, Fairy Huanling found that Yang Fan gave herself an impenetrable feeling again.

Fairy Huan Ling had never seen Yang Fan with her own eyes, only heard his name, so she didn't recognize his identity.

"Fei wants to ask you again, which sect is the monk? Now that Luoshan Kingdom is taken over by all the seven sects of Jin, Fei has the right to interrogate people whose origins are unknown."

The young man in Zishan looked at Yang Fan with a condescending gaze.

He has already made up his mind that as long as the opponent dares to resist, he will use the method of thunder to kill him on the spot.

"Really?" Yang Fan questioned, and the corners of his mouth curled up again: "Your Excellency asking such a question is a bit difficult for others."

"What do you mean?" The purple shirt youth felt something was wrong.

How can an ordinary high-level Golden Core be calm and composed under his own pressure?
"Your Excellency insists on asking which sect I am a monk," Yang Fan said with a puzzled face, "Aren't you allowed to be a casual monk?"

"This..." The young man in purple shirt was blocked by anger.

"Hehehe..." Fairy Huanling's smile trembled wildly, sweeping away the dignified and noble description before, it seemed that she really laughed.

A group of monks behind wanted to laugh but didn't dare.

"Loose cultivator? I think you are an enemy spy, arrest and interrogate!"

The young man in Zishan finally got angry, he was not as graceful and calm as before.

Being ignored, provoked, and teased by a Jindan junior.

Any Nascent Soul monster would be killed in a fit of rage.

Yang Fan sneered and stood there motionless, looking confident.

"Stop." Fairy Linghuan yelled coquettishly, telling the monks who were "hula" to stop.

"Fellow Daoist Phantom Spirit, what do you mean, do you want to fight against me, Fei?"

The young man in Zishan was furious and glared angrily.

But he didn't know that he and others had just walked through the gate of hell.

If Fairy Huanling hadn't scolded them, if these people dared to touch Yang Fan, they would be killed by him mercilessly, and no one would be left alive.

"Fairy Daoist Fei, I'm afraid it's a bit arbitrary to do this." Huanling Fairy didn't think so, and looked at Yang Fan with a smile: "This fellow Daoist has a great name? I don't know where to go?"

"My surname is Yang, and I am going to Xianlaizong."

Yang Fan said casually.

After learning the identity of Fairy Linghuan, he already had some murderous thoughts.

It would be even better if the other party sees through his identity and makes a move.

"Oh? Fellow Daoist Yang, you are also going to the 'Xianlaizong'. We happen to be on the way, why don't we go together?"

Fairy Huan Ling smiled sweetly.

"Okay." Yang Fan pursed his lips, agreed without thinking, leaped lightly, and flew to the three-color cloud where everyone was.

He wanted to see what purpose these people had in going to Xianlaizong.

Does a small Xianlaizong need two Nascent Souls to come in person?

The strange thing is that the young man in purple shirt didn't object. Seeing that Yang Fan really came up together, he was rather surprised.

He felt unusual, and couldn't help but doubt Yang Fan's true cultivation.

Thus, an unidentified man appeared on the three-color cloud and flew to Xianlaizong together.

Along the way, Fairy Linghuan and Yang Fan had a very speculative conversation.

Without considering each other's positions, Yang Fan almost developed a good impression of this dignified and beautiful Fairy.

After flying for half an hour, a lake with a size of more than ten kilometers finally appeared in front of it.

In the middle of the lake, there is a small green island with many towers and pavilions, and many medicinal herbs are planted at the same time.

There are quite a few medicine gardens on a small island that is only two or three miles away, and there are still two or three hundred monks living there.

Far away, Yang Fan sensed a scent of medicine.

As far as Yang Fan knows, this Xianlaizong is a sect that inherits the way of medicine.

"It's here." Fairy Huanling made a tactic with jade hands, and the speed of the three-color clouds under her feet increased a bit.

Seeing the oasis that was approaching a little bit, Yang Fan had a little expectation in his eyes, wondering how his little concubine has been doing in the past few decades.

The scene of double cultivation with Linghu Xiaoxi back then seemed to reappear in front of her eyes.

"Yang Daoyou, are you from Yuyang Country?"

Fairy Huanling suddenly asked casually, with a smile on her face.

"Yes." Yang Fan nodded, and gave Fairy Linghuan a deep look.

The smile on Fairy Huan Ling's pretty face hardened suddenly, and her breathing became a little short of breath.

Yang said with a smile that was not a smile: "Fellow Daoist Huanling, what do you think?"

"No... no."

Fairy Huan Ling forced a smile, and her expression quickly returned to normal.

She looked calm on the surface, but she was inexplicably terrified in her heart.

She is very clear about the deeds of that legendary figure, and even studied it specially.

At this moment, Fairy Huanling even wanted to run away immediately, but she didn't dare to do anything.

She was afraid that if she made any changes, it would trigger a terrible attack from the other party.

The young man in Zishan didn't notice the abnormality of Fairy Huanling, he looked at the oasis under his feet with a burning face.

Following the arrival of everyone, the monks in Xianlaizong below quickly reacted.

"No, it's a monk from the Seven Schools of Jin..."

There was a little chaos in the oasis.

Soon, a middle-aged man in a black robe flew out of the oasis, feeling the coercion of the high-ranking Nascent Soul, his face turned pale with fright.

This person was the middle-aged Sun surnamed back then, the current suzerain of Xianlai Sect, and Linghusong's disciple.

"Senior Fei..."

After the suzerain surnamed Sun saw the appearance of the young man in Zishan, he was slightly taken aback.

Obviously, this purple shirt youth is not the first time to Xianlaizong.

The Zishan youth said indifferently: "Now, the entire Luoshan Kingdom has become a subsidiary state of the Jin Kingdom. The Xianlai Sect did not voluntarily surrender to the Jin Kingdom's seven sects. According to the alliance regulations, the entire sect will be destroyed and no one will be left alive."

Destroy the entire sect, leaving no survivors.

These eight words, like a hammer, hit the chest of the suzerain surnamed Sun fiercely.

In an instant, the entire green island was dead silent.

Destroy the entire sect, leaving no survivors.

All the monks of Xianlaizong heard this voice.

All the monks below felt a chill in their hearts.

They wanted to run away, but the high-level coercion of the Nascent Soul made them tremble in despair.

"Senior Fei, don't look at the monk's face to see the Buddha's face. You are also acquainted with my Xianlai sect. Let's see if we can make a difference. If you have any requests, just ask them."

In desperation, the suzerain surnamed Sun was struggling and begging for the last time.

"Alliance iron order, kill without mercy, don't blame me, Fei, for being ruthless."

The purple shirt youth said proudly and indifferently.

"Senior Fei, how could you be like this..."

At this moment, a sad and angry woman's voice came, but she couldn't hide the softness and clearness of that voice.

From the bottom of the green island, a pretty woman in a white dress flew over.

The woman's pretty face is pure and beautiful like natural carvings, the shoulder-length blue silk and plain white dress set it off like a budding lotus,
The most touching thing is the clear beauty in this woman's bright eyes, like crystal clear gems.

The figure is delicate and charming, and the skin is so delicate that it can be broken by blows, and it is like a perfect white jade, dyed with a thin layer of light-colored red glow.

Compared with decades ago, Linghu Xiaoxi is a little more elegant and unattainable, but still pure and charming.

If she was an embryo of a beauty decades ago, she is now an out-and-out perfect fairy.

Yang Fan's eyes lit up, almost unbelievable, this is the Linghu Xiaoxi who had sex with him in shyness back then?
"Xi'er, you came out too."

The purple-shirted youth concealed the greed and possessiveness in his eyes, and smiled faintly: "Unfortunately, this is the iron law of the alliance, and Xianlaizong must be destroyed. Even if you and I have a good relationship, you cannot escape."

After finishing speaking, he stood still and sneered secretly in his heart: "I see why you came to beg me?"

Linghu Xiaoxi clenched her white teeth tightly, her eyes showed a bit of despair in addition to grief and indignation.

"Xi'er..." The middle-aged man surnamed Sun looked at Linghu Xiaoxi pleadingly, and kept winking at her.

"I can't..." Linghu Xiaoxi sobbed softly.

A gleam of coldness flashed in the eyes of the young man in Zishan: "I will launch an attack after counting down to ten."

"Ten...nine...eight..."

The shadow of death and endless pressure enveloped the entire Xianlaizong, and all the low-ranking monks were terrified and frightened.

At this moment, it seemed that the entire sky was suppressed by dark clouds.

"Why do you have to make dozens of beeps before making a move? Wouldn't it be more clean and efficient to directly destroy Xianlaizong?"

A voice that seemed very puzzled came.

"Nine...eight...seven—" The Zishan youth's counting stopped abruptly, his face livid.

Immediately, the tense and oppressive atmosphere disappeared.

Instead, there was a dead silence, and... cold, very cold.

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