Chapter 1286: The Twelve States of Sky Cloud, Blood Shadow Sect

Chapter 1286: The Twelve States of Sky Cloud, Blood Shadow Sect

"This guy?"

Yue'er raised her eyebrows slightly, and there was a hint of murderousness on her beautiful face.

The dark and thin monk's face suddenly turned pale.

"Since you dare to hurt my beloved apprentice, then you can die in peace!"

With a swipe of Yue'er's jade hand, ghost mist like ink gushed out, and in an instant it condensed into a basin-sized skeleton, with will-o'-the-wisps flickering in its eyes, and rushed towards the blind cultivator.

"Old Ancestor, save me!"

The black and thin monk was shocked and angry, he was only in the middle stage of foundation establishment, how dare he be an enemy to the master of the alchemy stage, he screamed strangely and retreated to the side.

Twenty feet away from him, there is a red-faced old man whose cultivation has reached the stage of Yuan Ying's early stage, and he is the contemporary master of the Blood Shadow Sect.

In terms of emotion and reason, this person should naturally protect the disciples, but there is also a big monk watching covetously.

The person hesitated for a while, but finally he didn't make any unnecessary movements. A shrill scream came to his ears, and the blind, unlucky ghost had already fallen.

All the monks of the Blood Shadow Sect showed trepidation on their faces.

With a flash of brilliance, the red-faced old man flew over.

"Ma Yong of the Blood Shadow Sect has met Daoist friend, and I don't know why you want to meddle in my business?" The red-faced old man saluted Lin Xuan, with a hint of fear on his face.

"Business?" There was a smile on the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth: "I am the master of Baixuan Pavilion, do you think this is business?"

"What?" Ma Yong was stunned, with an unbelievable expression on his face. He had already inquired that Baixuan Pavilion came from Youzhou, but it was just a small business alliance. There were not many Nascent Soul monks in such a remote area. How could there be a great immortal cultivator in the later stage?

Surprised in his heart, but he didn't dare to delve into it, and quickly saluted Lin Xuan deeply: "So that's the case, please forgive Ma for his ignorance. If I knew that your sect has a master like you, the little Blood Shadow Sect, how dare you fight with him?" As an enemy, I will order my disciples to withdraw from Jiuling Mountain, and offer more than one hundred thousand crystal stones as compensation for the loss of your sect."

"oh?"

Lin Xuan rubbed his forehead with his hand, and his face showed a bit of surprise. The mere immortal cultivator in the early Yuanying period was naturally out of his sight now, but Lin Xuan admired the other party's style of doing things.

It should be known that even in the face of the choice of life and death, there are not many strong men who can sever their wrists. The main altar is the foundation of the Zongmen family, and the other party actually gave up when they said they would.

Being able to judge the situation and the situation, in this regard, Ma Yong is also worthy of a generation of heroes.

And he also offered to compensate for the loss, which can be regarded as giving himself enough face as a great monk.

In terms of emotion and reason, it seems that I should let them go.

However, there was a wry smile on the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth. People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves. Although Ma Yong knows the gains and losses of advance and retreat, he can't do such a thing as letting the tiger go back to the mountain.

It's not that he's afraid of their revenge, Lin Xuan, the blood shadow sect, doesn't care about it.

The reason is that if you let these people go, your relationship with Baixuan Pavilion will be revealed to the world, and you can think of what the Ten Thousand Buddhas will do at that time.

How could I cause trouble for Yinger and the others? If I wanted to blame it, I would blame the Blood Shadow Sect for being unlucky. I wanted to let them go, but the situation forced me to kill them and silence them.

Of course, Lin Xuan will not apologize, the world of cultivating immortals is always prey to the weak.

Thinking of this, he sighed, and didn't bother to chat with these dying people. With a flick of his sleeve, dozens of sword lights swam out, flashing blue light, and shot at the nearby Blood Shadow Sect monks.

"Fellow……"

Ma Yong was startled and angry, he had already given enough face, but he didn't expect that the other party would still do the thing of beheading and killing.

A trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, but he didn't dare to delay here any longer. He stretched out his hand, slapped his waist in a panic, and sacrificed a magic weapon like a gong.

But he didn't fight at all. After offering this treasure, he immediately turned around and turned into a jet of black air and flew back.

The screams came to the ears, and in just a short time, dozens of monks from the Blood Shadow Sect fell, and even the lecherous old man of the same level as him was decapitated by Lin Xuan's sword.

This guy used to be so arrogant that he wanted to use Lu Ying'er as a cauldron, but now he couldn't even escape the Nascent Soul. When Ma Yong turned around, his face turned pale with fright. Several streams of blood spurted out.

His escaping light turned into a blood-red color, and his speed was more than twice as fast as before.

Seeing this, Lin Xuan didn't show any superfluous expression on his face, he just raised his right hand and pointed forward as if in a hurry.

"disease!"

Those cyan sword qi flashed and immediately formed a line, like a green wave, sweeping forward.

The distance between the two sides shortened rapidly, and in just a few breaths, the screams reached the ears. The master of the Blood Shadow Sect had already been dismembered by chaotic swords.

Yuanying wanted to use the teleportation technique, but it was a pity that he was an axe. Let alone a mere immortal cultivator in the early stage of Yuanying, even a great monk in the later stage, he would not be able to escape in front of Lin Xuan.

There is no need to repeat the ensuing battle, even the immortal cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage were as paperless in front of Lin Xuan, not to mention the rest of the low-ranking monks, the trees fell and the monkeys scattered and fled in all directions.

But Lin Xuan didn't want his relationship with Baixuan Pavilion to be exposed, so the monk of the Blood Shadow Sect had to die. He stretched out his hand, took it off his waist, and sacrificed a spirit beast bag.

Countless Yuluo bees swarmed out of it, and instantly turned into a purple-red insect cloud, spreading for miles around, looking extremely terrifying.

"disease!"

Lin Xuan pointed out that tens of thousands of Yuluo bees flew out in all directions. Although they were immature, they were more than enough to deal with these low-level monks.

In just half a cup of tea, all the monks of the Blood Shadow Sect fell, and Lin Xuan didn't even let go of the disciples in the spirit stage.

Either don't do it, or do it absolutely. Now that the hatred has been forged, are you still waiting for the other party to take revenge?

If you are soft-hearted, don't come here to cultivate immortals. The law of the jungle is originally followed here, and life is similar to grass.

Lin Xuan closed his eyes and slowly released his consciousness. After confirming that there was nothing missing, the expression on his face relaxed.

"Thank you, young master, for saving me."

Lu Ying'er bowed down respectfully. As for the other immortal cultivators, not to mention the awe on their faces, most of them have never seen Lin Xuan, but they have only heard that there is such a supernatural elder in our sect. The two pavilion masters are just his maids.

I was skeptical at first, but now I find that Lin Xuan is actually more powerful than the legends. In the late Yuanying period, these immortal cultivators from Youzhou naturally do not have the broad vision of Yunzhou. Looking at Lin Xuan at this time, only With a look of admiration, he bowed down immediately.

"Don't be too polite, get up!" Lin Xuan was cruel to the enemy, but he didn't have much airs in front of his own people. He raised his hand and said with a smile.

PS: I'm sorry, I'm really not lazy today. I finished this chapter by gritting my teeth. I caught a cold in the shower this afternoon and had a terrible headache. I'm sorry.