Chapter 225

At this moment, the sun is hanging high, shedding warm sunshine, but it is difficult to dispel the coldness in everyone's heart.

Everyone present widened their eyes, looked at the dead body on the ground, and looked at Ling Xian who was standing indifferently, with a look of horror written on his face.

With a casual wave of his sleeve, he killed a late foundation-building cultivator?

How powerful is this?

Everyone present was shocked, especially Uncle Yong and Ouyang Wan'er, who were even more shocked. They originally only regarded Ling Xian as a life-saving straw. It was people subconsciously looking for rescue before death approached, and they did not expect how strong he would be. But at this moment, the facts have proved his strength.

This shocked the two of them, and at the same time there was a surge of ecstasy in their hearts. The leading man was the strongest, and had already died under Ling Xian's wave of his sleeves. Obviously, the remaining chasing soldiers were even less likely to be his opponents.

Feeling the shocked eyes of everyone, Ling Xian's expression was still calm, without the slightest disturbance. With his current tyrannical strength, even the powerhouses in the early stage of the formation of pills can only support a few tricks in his hands. A cultivator in the late stage of foundation establishment, in his eyes, is no different from an ant.

"You...you actually dare to kill the boss." A man in black was full of horror, but he pretended to be calm and said angrily: "Boy, do you know that you got into trouble that you shouldn't have caused, my Bai family can You can't afford it!"

"Bai Family?"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Ling Xian's mouth, and said, "I want to try it out. In the end, whether I should provoke him or he should not provoke me."

"What an arrogant boy, just wait, the Bai family won't let you go!" The man in black glared at Ling Xian with resentment. But he knew very well that even the boss was instantly killed by Ling Xian with a wave of his sleeves, and his group could not be an opponent no matter what.

Therefore, without any hesitation, he greeted the others, and then quickly ascended into the sky, intending to quickly escape from here.

However, if he wanted to leave, Ling Xian would not agree.

He and the faction of the second master of the Bai family have long been on opposite sides and are in a state of perpetual death. Therefore, at this moment, he put away his soft heart and did not intend to let this group of people go.

"Come back to me."

The faint words fell, Ling Xian rolled up his sleeves, and suddenly the sky was mighty and swept the four directions.

The seven or eight figures in black had just soared into the air,

Then he felt a huge pressure hit, and he suddenly spurted a mouthful of blood and fell from the air.

Unbiased, it happened to fall in front of Uncle Yong and Ouyang Wan'er.

"These people are too bloody, they should have killed many of your companions, so I will hand these people over to you, whether to kill or let go, you decide." Ling Xian said lightly, and then flashed back to the big tree superior.

"Haha, thank you son!"

Uncle Yong laughed loudly, but in the next moment, his expression turned cold. "I More, More Complete" He looked at the seven or eight men in front of him, and his eyes seemed to burst into flames.

Ouyang Wan'er was also full of anger, and those beautiful eyes were full of bitter hatred.

Originally, when they escaped, there were dozens of family members beside them. It is a pity that on the way, they have already been beheaded by these people in front of him. In this case, how could the two not hate each other?

"kill!"

No nonsense, Uncle Yong forced his mana to run, and a pair of fleshy palms shot out horizontally, like a mountain falling down, covering all seven or eight men on the ground.

"It's over!"

Seven or eight men had expressions of despair on their faces. They really wanted to use their mana to resist, but Lingxian's strike just now had already abolished their cultivation.

In other words, they have become a waste at this moment, what can they use to resist?

Seeing the despair on these people's faces, Uncle Yong's face was full of joy, and his shots became more and more fierce, and he was heavily crushed with anger!

boom!

A palm slammed down, raising the sky of smoke and dust.

After the smoke and dust slowly dissipated, the bones of the seven or eight men were all shattered, their meridians were all broken, and they could no longer die.

"It seems that I did nothing wrong. Killing this group of people in such a ruthless way shows that there must be a deep hatred in the sea of ​​blood." Ling Xian leaned back on the tree trunk and looked at the two people with happy faces in front of him. Sigh lightly.

He is worried about the situation of Ouyang's family.

From Ouyang Wan'er, it can be seen that the daughter of the dignified Ouyang family leader was forced to this extent, which is enough to prove that the situation of the Ouyang family is already very serious.

"Haha, old man, I finally avenged you, you can rest your eyes!"

Killing these people with his own hands, Uncle Yong burst into laughter, and with a smile, tears flowed down his face. His lifelong best friend also died on the road, under the butcher's knife of these people. Now that he has his revenge, he naturally cannot suppress the complicated emotions in his heart.

Ouyang Wan'er also burst into tears with joy, her pretty face had a kind of pleasure in getting revenge for her revenge, and also a kind of ecstasy and relief after being rescued.

In the beginning, the two were prey, full of despair and fear. However, at this moment, their identities have been exchanged with these people, they have become hunters, and let these white people die in despair and fear.

How could this make them both happy?

And all this, of course, is to thank Ling Xian. If it wasn't for him, these two would have died under the slaughtering knives of the Bai family, let alone revenge.

Uncle Yong and Ouyang Wan'er also wanted to understand this, and immediately took a step forward, quickly came to the towering ancient tree, and then bowed to Ling Xian and saluted.

"Thank you, son, for saving your life."

Aware of the sincere gratitude of the two, Ling Xian smiled lightly and said, "Don't be too polite, just don't scold me in your heart."

Hearing this, the two of them felt a little embarrassed when they thought of calling Ling Xian a coward in their hearts. Especially Ouyang Wan'er was full of shame and wished she could find a place to get in.

At this moment, they finally understood one thing. That is, Ling Xian is not obliged to help.

This made the two feel ashamed, but their hearts were also full of gratitude to Ling Xian.

"Many thanks for your help, my son. This is the youngest daughter of the head of the Ouyang family. He will definitely be grateful." Uncle Yong cupped his hands and clasped his fists, his dark face full of gratitude.

"I made a move, but it's not a thank you gift from your Ouyang family." Ling Xian shook his head gently and said, "Tell me, how is the situation of the Ouyang family?"

"Ugh……"

Speaking of this, the two of them sighed in unison, and the joy of coming back from the brink of death suddenly disappeared, replaced by a heart full of sadness.

"To tell you the truth, we escaped an hour ago, and the situation at that time was already very serious." Uncle Yong sighed and said, "At this moment, it should be even more serious."

"That said, it is urgent."

Ling Xian frowned. Although Uncle Yong didn't elaborate, he could feel that the situation in the Ouyang family must be extremely severe, and it was even on the verge of destruction.

"Yes, I don't know how the Bai family can be so powerful, but they actually dispatched twelve strong cultivators. There are only eight cultivators in my Ouyang family. It's impossible to fight!" Uncle Yong clenched his fists tightly, but The next moment, he let go weakly, and the whole person became depressed.

Ouyang Wan'er also felt a deep powerlessness. Those are twelve strong people at the Core Formation Stage, each of which is very powerful, and whoever changes it will inevitably feel powerless.

"Twelve elites of core formation... No wonder your Ouyang family is so miserable. This fighting force is indeed terrifying."

Ling Xian's heart sank, this number is more than he imagined, that is to say, the mysterious strength is far stronger than he imagined.

Therefore, he felt enormous pressure.

"Yeah, twelve versus eight, this can almost be called one-sided." Uncle Yong showed a look of despair, but he suddenly remembered the horror of this handsome young man in front of him, and couldn't help but look overjoyed, saying: " Master, can you do it again?"

When the words fell, Ouyang Wan'er also remembered Ling Xian's strength, as if she had grabbed the last straw, and begged, "Sir, Wan'er is begging you, please help Ouyang's family."

"Twelve elites who form the core, why do you think I will take action?" Ling Xian smiled and shook his head.

Suddenly, the two were stunned.

That's right, those are twelve strong dandan, why did he ask a stranger to help him? Who would be willing to take action?

The two laughed miserably and gave up their plan to continue begging. Ling Xian had already rescued them once, how could they let him risk their lives?

And just when they were desperate, a clear laughter sounded softly, causing a dazzling look in their eyes.

"This matter, I promise."

The voice fell, and the two raised their heads vigorously, their eyes full of surprise,

"Young Master, you mean, are you willing to help?" Ouyang Wan'er stared at Ling Xian with her beautiful eyes, a little bit of anticipation and a little bit of anxiety.

Facing the beauty's uneasy gaze, Ling Xian smiled lightly and said, "Yes, this matter has something to do with me, so I can't just sit back and ignore it."

"Great!" Ouyang Wan'er was overjoyed, and her heart was filled with joy.

"Hey, I have to take action." Ling Xian sighed to himself, then stood up and turned his eyes to the north.

The Bai family is his enemy, and the Ouyang family is his potential covenant. Even if it is just to rescue a strong Dane, it will enhance the strength of his side.

Therefore, he had to get out.

"Okay, just wait here. I will try my best to save them. How many people can be rescued depends on the fate of the Ouyang family." Ling Xian sighed softly, and immediately transformed into Nine Heavens Divine Wings, which instantly disappeared in the second place. in front of people.

Looking at the figure that cut through the sky, Ouyang Wan'er was full of anticipation and said, "Uncle Yong, do you think he can save my Ouyang family?"

"Hey, miss, we were reckless." Uncle Yong sighed and said, "That's the twelve strong alchemists, even if this young master is also a cultivator of alchemy, it is impossible for him to fight against those people. Coming back alive is an unknown."

As soon as the words fell, Ouyang Wan'er was stunned as if struck by lightning.

At this moment, she also realized her recklessness, but there are a total of twelve strong Pill formation practitioners, which can be called Longtan Tiger's Den!

However, Ling Xian had to enter the Dragon Pool alone, which seemed like a death sentence!

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Fourth more~~

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