Nine thousand levels of Qi refining, starting to capture the Demon Empress

It is obvious that he is only in the early stage of foundation building, but his combat effectiveness is so high!

The black dragon climbed up from the ground with difficulty. His life was at stake and he no longer hid his strength.

I saw him activating his internal energy and releasing a black aura all over his body.

"Demonic energy!"

Leng Yanran recognized his identity at a glance, her brows furrowed and her expression solemn - this is the Demon Sect!

"Now that you know it, you can only die!"

The black dragon said fiercely

"Demonic Cult? Just a bunch of rats."

Leng Yanran replied coldly.

"court death!"

The black dragon came over with a heavy chop, blocking Leng Yanran's retreat.

His figure was like a huge black dragon, majestic and fierce. Leng

Yanran's left hand condensed into a fist, and at the moment when the big knife was slashed, he punched the big knife. The attack missed.

Then the spirit sword in his hand pierced Heilong's shoulder.

Severe pain struck, Heilong was in agony, and his body froze.

Just as he was about to scream, Leng Yanran knocked him out with a punch.

"Huh, I said it, the Demonic Cult is just a bunch of rats, they can’t get on stage."

Leng Yanran snorted.

After she knocked them out, she kicked them off the cliff and fell into the septic tank.

Poof!

Feces splashed everywhere, and the stench hit their faces.

More than a dozen disciples looked at each other. At one glance, they all vomited again. They all turned pale and had cold sweat on their heads.

Unable to stand the stench, they all ran back to the Beast Control Peak to clean their bodies.

"Who is going to deal with me, Hidden Sword Peak?"

Leng Yanran frowned, puzzled.

He actually colluded with the Demon Cult. What kind of conspiracy is hidden behind this?

No matter who you are, I will let you never come back!

Leng Yanran stood on the top of the mountain, looking into the distance Hold the sword pavilion.

No, the master is in danger!

With his Qi refining skills, a three-legged cat can kill him.

Hurry up!

Master, hold on, my disciple is here to save you!

……

Outside Hidden Sword Peak.

The ten shadows of Demon Cloud Castle gather together

"Time is almost up, Black Dragon and Black Tiger should have taken control of Hidden Sword Peak!"

"action!"

The magic armor shouted

"Yes!"

The ten of them are the most powerful forces in Moyun Castle. They are good at the art of assassination. Each of them has Nascent Soul cultivation.

Their rankings are arranged from Magic Armor to Mogui. The higher the strength, the higher the ranking.

……

In Xiaoyao Pavilion, Lin Feng was awakened from his sleep.

He frowned, someone was pulling him next door.

Most of Hidden Sword Peak is almost shrouded in stench. Didn't it promise that it would stop smelling if it was covered?

Qin Hu, are you cheating on me?

If you dare to play tricks in front of me, don't blame me for being rude!

The sect master asked you to repair the cesspool, but he didn't let you stink up Hidden Sword Peak!

If this smell reaches Taolin, will it make my disciple faint?

Lin Feng stirred up the spiritual power in his body and prepared to teach them a lesson.

At this moment, he noticed ten figures approaching quietly.

All of them are masters of stealth, with flexible bodies and sharp blades, hiding all their auras.

"It was so late at night, where did the insects come from?"

What are you doing at Hidden Sword Peak at night?

Is it to deal with my disciples?

Lin Feng moved slightly, and in the next breath he appeared like a ghost near these ten people, and no one noticed it.

"Proceed carefully, don't expose your aura, go to the spiritual veins to meet the black dragon and black tiger!"

Tianjia gave the order, and others responded to express their understanding.

"I heard that the disciple of Hidden Sword Peak is a stunning beauty. Should we take her away later and present her to the castle lord?"

Tian Yi said with a lewd smile.

"sure."

Tianjia nodded and responded, with a trace of pride on his face. He is indeed here to deal with my disciples.

In this case, you can't escape this disaster.

Lin Feng smiled faintly, mobilized the spiritual power in his body, and gently lifted Raised the palms

"Oops, there is……"

Tianjia sensed a dangerous aura behind him.

However, before he finished speaking, Lin Feng slapped ten of them and knocked them unconscious.

Tianjia lost consciousness before he could react.

They had no idea who took action or how.

Lin Feng looked at the ten people lying in a row in front of him and hesitated whether to kill them or leave them to the sect master.

He clenched his fists and thought for a moment.

Forcefully ask them why they came to Lingjian Sect?

If you don’t have that spare time, you have to leave this matter to the sect leader.

Lin Feng was thinking in his mind and slowly shook his head.

There was an unpleasant smell in the air, which directly interrupted Lin Feng's thinking.

He frowned. By the way, I was about to teach Qin Hu a lesson.

Lin Feng came back to his senses and looked at the ten men in black lying on the ground.

A cunning light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly had an idea in his mind.

Lin Feng raised his hand and waved lightly, and ten figures flew up one after another, eventually falling into the septic tank.

Lin Feng made a hand seal and laid out a small formation to seal them all in the cesspool.

This formation is not difficult and can be triggered at the drop of a hat.

But once it is opened...poof... it starts to fly all over the sky.