"Be honest, you old thing!" The immortal who kicked the old mother down seemed to be still angry. He cursed and kicked the old mother's thin body a few more times. |i^
"You beasts, I will fight with you!" Seeing his mother being kicked and rolling back and forth, the pain was extremely painful. How could a son endure it? With a loud roar, it doesn't matter if you are a disciple of Immortal Yunhe or not, or if you are an Immortal Lord, he flew straight towards the guy who kicked the old mother and pounced towards him.
Just like a bull on the rampage, the son's movements were fast and fierce. The other party obviously did not expect that he had such courage and did not take precautions. Without noticing, the son bullied him and hit him hard. The collision hit him so hard that he staggered.
It is already a miracle that an ordinary person can knock an Immortal Lord off his feet. The Immortal Lord who was hit seemed to have suffered a great shame and humiliation. He was going crazy. He stretched out his hand to grab the son and caught him in front of him. He raised his hand and slapped him, sending him flying into the air. .
"You bastard, how dare you hit me!?" Before the slap was complete, the immortal swayed his feet and he was shot out. Before the son's figure fell from the air, he had already stretched out his hand, caught him in the air, and at the same time slapped him hard and threw him away. [
This was done several times in a row until the son was almost alive. After he landed on the ground, he was almost a bloody man.
"My lord, have mercy on me, my lord, have mercy on me! Spare my son, spare my son!" How can a mother not feel heartbroken when her son is beaten? Seeing her son's miserable condition, the mother was so heartbroken that she almost fainted from tears. No longer caring about the severe pain that felt like his body was falling apart, he almost crawled to the Immortal Lord's side, hugged his legs, and kept begging and wailing. %&*>
"Old guy, get out of here!" The Immortal Lord's heart was probably harder and colder than iron stone. There was not even a trace of sympathy on his face. He shook his legs slightly and pushed that person straight away. The mother was shocked and retreated more than ten feet away.
"If you... have the guts, come to me, don't... don't hurt my mother!" The son was really strong, and his willpower was extremely amazing. After suffering so many blows in a row, he was covered in blood, but he was still able to stand up.
"Ha! I really didn't expect you to be so smart. I underestimated you!" The Immortal Lord looked at him, his face full of sarcasm.
"I said, Third Brother, stop talking nonsense and send the mother and son back to the west!" Another Immortal Lord said coldly.
"Wouldn't it be too easy for them to just kill them like this?"
"Isn't that simple? Use the 'Refining Tendons and Boiling Blood Technique' to make them suffer from pain for seven days and nights, and then their whole bodies will rot to death. This will definitely relieve your anger, right?" The third disciple of Immortal Yunhe was speechless. There are many, but as soon as he says it, it makes people's hair stand on end. Among the three people who dare to love, he is the least of them!
"Hahaha... This is a good idea!" The immortal who was hit laughed wildly, his eyes and face full of cruelty.
"Beast! Beast!" Ling Xiaojian couldn't stand it any longer, roared loudly, and appeared.
The appearance of Lingxiao Sword really startled the three Yunhe Immortal disciples, but soon the horror on their faces turned into ecstasy. Immortal Yunhe has already made a heavy promise. If anyone can find out the whereabouts of Lingxiao Sword, he will accept him as his direct disciple. From then on, he will have unlimited access to supreme martial arts, elixirs and herbs.
"Master, help me, Master, help me!" Seeing the Lingxiao Sword appear, for the mother and son, it was like seeing a savior. The old mother bowed crazily to the Lingxiao Sword while pleading incessantly.
"Shut up! Where do you have the right to speak here?" An immortal was impatient with his quarrel and wanted to hit him with his palm.
Ling Xiaojian snorted coldly, and with a move like a lion striking a rabbit, he rushed straight towards the Immortal Lord with the force of thunder.
No matter how weak the Lingxiao Sword is, it is still in the realm of the third-grade Immortal Lord. How can a mere Immortal Lord be able to block its edge? Ling Xiao Sword struck with one move, and in the eyes of the Immortal Lord, it was as if the sky had collapsed. Not to mention the attack power of Ling Xiao Sword, but the aura exuded from it was no longer something he could resist. of.
When the Lingxiao Sword rushed towards him, the Immortal Lord didn't even have the courage to take action. He seemed to be stunned and unable to move.
"Lingxiao Sword, are you crazy? We are disciples of Immortal Yunhe..." The two other Immortals were startled when they saw this, and they shouted in unison.
But it was okay that the two of them didn't shout. With this shout, Ling Xiaojian's figure became even faster and his momentum became more and more domineering. However, after hearing a loud bang, the Immortal Lord let out a scream, and his whole body was as straight as a knife. The kite flew far backwards. Blood spurted out wildly on the way, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that although this Immortal Lord could not die, his cultivation was completely destroyed.
The two immortals were trembling at the ferocity of the Lingxiao Sword. They were stunned. Suddenly, they glanced out of the corner of their eyes, as if something flashed before their eyes. The two of them trembled, and involuntarily chased after him. They saw a white light, extremely fast, and in a swish, they caught up with the unlucky immortal. [
There was another muffled sound, louder than the previous one. I saw the body of the unlucky Immortal Lord, as if it had been hit by a cannonball, suddenly torn apart, turning into a rain of flesh and blood mist, flying everywhere with the wind, and when it arrived, not even a bit of dregs was left behind.
Ling Xiaojian's attack only made the other two immortals tremble, but this scene made their hearts burst with fear. The faces of the two immortals suddenly turned into blank sheets, and even their legs could not help but tremble, not much harder than noodles.
"Master Ling, how can you be so polite to such beasts? Do they deserve to leave a whole corpse?" Along with a cold word that made people's hearts freeze, Qin Dong walked slowly with a gloomy expression. Come.
Ling Xiaojian couldn't help but let out a bitter smile. It wasn't because he was so kind, but actually because there was still a trace of unbreakable fear in his heart towards Immortal Yunhe. When the two immortals mentioned the name of Immortal Yunhe, there were waves in his heart, and it was inevitable that he would be gentle.
"What Qin Shaoxia said is that they are indeed unworthy!" Ling Xiaojian's heart hardened immediately after being reminded by Qin Dong. Immortal Yunhe is a narrow-minded person to begin with. Since he has offended him, he might as well offend him to the end.
"You... who are you?" After listening to Qin Dong's words, the two immortals looked at their companions who disappeared out of thin air, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.
Just as one of them asked in fear, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew in front of him. Of course he knew something was wrong and wanted to hide, but he found that his body no longer seemed to be his, and he no longer obeyed his orders at all.
Snapped!
A crisp sound suddenly resounded through the sky. The Immortal Lord didn't even have time to let out a cry of pain. He was soaring in the clouds and mist, rolling backwards and falling several feet away!