Chapter 701： Meiling old man (first update!)

"Jiang Shenzong, this boundary of Xiangjiang Province is a subsidiary boundary of our Zhongzhou. You came all the way and didn't say hello to us. Are you not very kind?"

The man headed by Shuramon was full of real energy, with a terrifying breath, and the pressure swept across, surrounded by violent winds. He stood with his hands in his hands, hunting and hunting, looking down on Shangguan Bai with cold eyes, murderous.

A group of Shuramon disciples standing behind this man were all coming fiercely, full of anger.

Most of these people's cultivation bases are on the seventh or eighth floor, except for the leading man, there are also a few ninth-level peaks in the Qi Refining Period.

The horrible atmosphere in them filled the surrounding area with the man in the lead.

Those who hadn't left not far from watching the excitement of casual cultivators were all frightened.

Many fainthearted people have already quietly turned and fled here!

Jiang Shenzong's Shangguan Bai and a group of people, their faces became ugly, their expressions solemn.

"Suramon?"

Shangguan Bai raised his head to look at the man in the scarlet robe headed by him, his eyes filled with surprise.

In the information he had learned in the past, Shuramon did not have such a powerful existence.

Compared with their Jiang Shenzong, the strength of Shuramon can be said to be weaker.

But now, there is actually a master in the middle of the foundation period.

"Suramon, Huo Xingteng!"

The headed man smiled coldly, narrowed his eyes, and said to Shangguan Bai indifferently: "Now, do you give us an explanation?"

"Explain?"

Shangguan Bai took a deep breath and looked at the situation on the court. His voice couldn't help being weakened. "This Longxi Mountain is originally a land without a master, and the valley has flints on the ground. It is guarded by this dead marsh underworld snake. We have severely injured it. , It should be ours, you are now behind the cardinals, and you are doing fishermen's profit. Why do you want us to explain to fellow daoists instead!"

"Borderlands?"

Huo Xingteng's face was slightly stunned, and he turned his head in amazement, looking at a group of Shuramon disciples who followed him.

"Hahahaha...Elder Huo, he said this uncontrollably well!"

A group of disciples, many people couldn't help laughing out loud.

"What are you laughing laughing!"

Huo Xingteng's expression sank, and he shouted to the group of disciples: "Elder Shangguan is absolutely right!"

When this remark came out, everyone was stunned.

The faces of Shangguan Bai and the others on the opposite side eased slightly, thinking that things would turn for the better.

However, Huo Xingteng grinned suddenly, with a devilish grin on his face, and said in a gloomy manner: "The Daoist Shangguan said that it is very true. The ground flint here is the guardian of the dead marsh, which is originally his thing. , You hurt it badly and snatched the treasure, that's yours! But..."

Puff puff puff puff ~

As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Xingteng flipped his hand, and a half-slap-sized rusty residual ischemic knife suddenly broke out of his hand and passed through the throats of several Jiang Shenzong disciples.

Several people were killed in an instant, they were harvested like straw and fell to the ground.

"Magic artifact! Incomplete ancient artifact! An ancient artifact that can be completely refined and can be controlled like a flying sword in the air!"

Seeing the residual ischemia knife flying in mid-air clearly, Shangguan Bai's complexion changed drastically, with a panic expression on his face, and exclaimed, "You Shuramon actually have such a powerful ancient magic weapon!"

It's no wonder that Shangguan Bai was so excited and apprehensive, even if they were Jiang Shenzong, they were nothing more than a broken magic weapon in the hands of the sovereign, only better than the ordinary so-called magic weapon.

And now the mere elder Shuramon is holding an ancient magic weapon that can completely refine the commander!

"Do friendly eyesight!"

Huo Xingteng retracted the residual ischemia knife, and did not even look at the few extra corpses on the ground. The strong smell of blood blew through the wind. He couldn't help but take a deep breath with enjoyment, and then added his lips to the official. Bai exclaimed: "This magical weapon is called the Blood Burial Knife, and it is buried in blood! However, even if this weapon is not in hand, this seat will kill you like ants! Now, if I kill you all , Does the ground flint that originally belonged to the Nether Snake of the Dead Marsh belong to us? According to what fellow Taoist said just now, you robbed the Nether Snake of the Dead Marsh, and I robbed you. After all, the things belong to us!"

After hearing this, Shangguan Bai and a group of Jiang Shenzong cultivators changed their expressions and their hearts became cold.

The monks on the surrounding areas couldn't help taking a deep breath.

The bodies of Nie Xingchen, Tian Ce and others who stood beside Lin Tian had already begun to tremble slightly.

These people are so close, if Huo Xingteng of Shuramon wants to kill, then they can't escape being hunted.

As for turning around and leaving now, it is very likely to attract Huo Xingteng's thunderous anger!

For a time, a few of them could only stand in place in shock and fear. Tian Ce, Sheng Zishu and others couldn't help but stare at Lin Tian in secret, regretting deeply.

"What do fellow Daoists want? We can just not take things, you let us go! Or do you want to keep us all here? We die, do you know that two sect wars will be caused?"

Shangguan Bai knew that there was nothing to do, so he could only be completely softened, and took a deep breath and said: "I think, then, you don't want to see the situation!"

Hearing this, Huo Xingteng frowned, and after a slight hesitation, he said coldly: "Put everything down on you, then break your arm and roll back to Dongzhou! Otherwise, die!"

At this time, Huo Xingteng also borrowed a donkey to go downhill. He really wanted to kill Shangguan Bai and others, which would definitely cause great turmoil.

Now Shuramon is not afraid of Jiang Shenzong, but if it allows other mortal enemies to take the opportunity to enter, it would be a catastrophic blow!

"Should we break our arms? Impossible!"

Shangguan Bai's eyes were cold, and he shouted angrily.

Pooh~

However, Huo Xingteng responded to him with the blood-burial knife in his hand and directly harvested several disciples of Jiang Shenzong.

Shangguan Bai's expression couldn't help but hesitated, gritted his teeth, and could only stand up and throw away the things on his body, including some elixir and odds and ends, and he was about to break his arm.

In order to survive, this is the only way out.

"That... let me say a word!"

Just when Shangguan Bai was waiting for a group of Jiang Shenzong cultivators to cut their arms by themselves, Lin Tian stepped forward a few steps, looked at the people on both sides, and said with a smile: "They can't leave. I just said that I missed it. Opportunity, but I can't leave!"

Lin Tian made such a sudden move, whether it was Tian Ce and others, still watching the lively casual cultivation, or a group of Jiang Shenzong monks such as Shangguan Bai and Yang Zhixi, they were all stunned.

Huo Xingteng of Shuramon and a group of disciples were also shocked there, their eyes fell on Lin Tian.

Just when Huo Xingteng was about to speak, a sneer came from a distance, "Yes, they can't go! If you let go, this is the style that Shuramon should have?"

The sneer fell, and I saw two figures rushing over from the mountains in the distance.

Here are two young men and women. The man is tall and strong, handsome and resolute, and is swept into the sky by his self-cultivation. The corner of the woman's mouth is full of smiles and charming.

Bang~~

The young man came to the front in a blink of an eye, and then with a wave of his hand, a blood-red blade of True Qi flew out through the air, penetrating the body of the Jiang Shenzong disciple. A cloud of blood mist.

Just about to take action to solve these people in front of him, he took the ground flint, heard the sound, and suddenly turned his head to look at the young man.

When he saw the visitor clearly, his eyes couldn't help but he was still an acquaintance. He had studied together at Meiling High School, and then he and Huo Xiaoyu were taken away by Wang Jin of the Gale Gate. There has been no news. Zhang Wanchun.

At the beginning, this person was extremely arrogant in Bencheng, only to deflate in Lin Tian's hands several times, and then left with Wang Jin, there was no more news.

Lin Tian thought that Zhang Wanchun had been met by accidents like Wang Jin, and unexpectedly saw him again here.

Moreover, the opponent's cultivation base has reached the ninth-level peak of the Qi Refining Period!