Fantasy: Inherited in the same vein, the master fights with domineering power

Knock!

Who are these people? !

How could he think that he could ask such a question.

"mood."

"Just say that you were wronged or not. Does this look like a monk with a brain?"

【mood:...】

Not wronged at all.

Seeing that after being rescued by Xu Anshan, Qing Mian actually said these words the first time, so he knew... the loss of the Xiantian Lingbao was too reasonable.

"Don't speak, have you been hit by this seat?"

Qing Mian, who was still suppressed by Zhu Feng's sword intent, knelt on the ground, but her eyes were full of arrogance and disdain.

"You guys have a brain."

"If I really died in this small sect of yours, and the forces behind me know about it, hehe... What are you still doing in a daze, let me go!"

"Otherwise, I will drive you out of the whole family and kill them all, young and old will not... stay!"

Swish!

Bang!

Xu Anshan, who was holding the sole of his shoe, raised his hand and threw the sole of the shoe.

"Aren't you awake?"

Xu Anshan, who was carrying the soles of his shoes, squatted in front of Qingmian, his hands ruthlessly tugged at the horns of his head, and the prints of the soles on Qingmian's face were also clearly visible.

"Why does this seat let you live, don't you know?"

"How dare you attack me!" Qingmian scolded angrily, "Believe it or not, I will report to you, and your entire fairyland will not be able to live a good life."

Bang!

He was still answered with a loud slap.

"Do I care about you? I let you live. You still owe me thousands of slaps. Don't you know?"

"you!!!"

The blue-faced eyes widened and shouted angrily.

"Humiliate this seat, do you know what consequences this will bring?!"

"Where are you talking so much?" Xu Anshan returned to the rattan chair and shook his head with pity in his eyes, "You say I don't care if you die, how can I humiliate you?"

While speaking, Xu Anshan winked at the sixth generation of Zhufeng.

The blue face with eyes full of anger was stunned.

It seems... nothing wrong!

That sword pierced his heart, almost pierced him to death, if it wasn't for the young man in front of him, he would have died, now it seems reasonable to give him a little scratch.

And, there is another very important point.

How did the monk in front of me do it!

He is obviously in the Tribulation Transcendence Realm, how could he be rescued from the brink of life and death in half a step of the Great Emperor Realm? Even the ancient emperors in the region could not do such means.

The King of Hell wants you to die at the third watch, who would dare to keep you at the fifth watch.

he...

But dare to rob someone from Hades!

And before this junior's magic weapon actually suppressed his spirit body, even if his spirit body is in the realm of immortal venerable, and has never set foot in the fairy king, the level of magic weapon that can suppress his spirit body must be good.

He was too annoyed to ignore this before.

Now that he was a little sober, he instantly felt something unusual.

"Junior, what the hell are you..."

Before Qingmian could finish speaking, a loud ear scraper was thrown on his face.

The violent elemental power is vented.

With just such a slap, half of Qingmian's teeth were knocked out.

The severe pain made Qingmian couldn't help screaming, and Xu Anshan ate the watermelon silently and whispered.

"You don't even know who I am, but you dare to come to Wanjianzong to find my bad luck. How courageous do you think you are." Xu Anshan shook his head and sighed softly, "I'm kind enough to tell you while you are suffering. Xu Anshan, the bully of Luhuazhou, the fifth generation of Wushifeng of Wanjianzong, remembers my name, so don’t find someone who doesn’t understand if you want to take revenge.”

Bang bang bang!

There were slaps like thunder, and it didn't take long for Qingmian's face to be covered with blood.

"Don't...don't fight!"

The kneeling Qingmian suddenly raised his head and shouted with difficulty.

Xu Anshan raised his hand to wink at the sixth generation of Zhufeng, and all the sixth generations followed suit. Xu Anshan also leaned slightly and smiled, looking at the blue face in front of him whose face was covered in blood.

"This is unbearable."

"Then tell me, who sent you here? You Yueyu really had the guts of a bear, and dared to come to seek our Wanjianzong's bad luck."

"Speak out, and I can ask Coffin Peak to open a good coffin for you."

Unexpectedly, as soon as this remark came out.

Qingmian's eyes were full of disappointment.

"What is the person behind it!"

"Xu Shangxian, I know that I offended you before, and I would like to apologize to you for my previous behavior, but I was not ordered to investigate Wan Jianzong."

"Called the immortal?"

Xu Anshan's eyes were full of amusement.

"I was crazy before, but now I can't stand it after just a few slaps."

"It has nothing to do with the slap." Qingmian was almost unconscious from the slap, and it was difficult for him to speak, so he could only send a voice transmission to Xu Anshan, "I was disrespectful before, I admit it, but you also misunderstood, maybe we can Let's have a good talk, clear up the misunderstanding, and the investigation of Wan Jianzong was not ordered by others."

"Shh!"

Xu Anshan raised his fingers with a smile and lowered his eyes.

"I'll give you time to think about it slowly."

Immediately, Xu Anshan winked at Zhu Liudai.

"Xu Shangxian!"

The blue face wailed in despair.

Xu Anshan leaned on the rattan chair and took out the picture of Jiangshan Sheji, the Xiantian Lingbao.

The scroll is unfolded,

Inside are quite artistic landscape paintings.

"What is this painting?"

【Emotions: Map of the Desolate】

"Is the map of mountains, rivers and land just a map of the wild?"

[Emotions: Use your spirit energy to move others into this picture scroll]

"Gone?"

[Emotion: What else do you want? 】

[Emotions: This map of mountains and rivers is full of dangers, and even a saint can hardly get out of it after entering it]

"Oh?"

"Can Zhen Wudi come out alive?"

【mood:...】

"Don't tell me that Zhen Wudi is above saints."

[Emotions: How would I know that Zhen Wudi is not my host, but Tongzi has always admired her very much. I think she is quite strong, so I can guarantee whether she can come out or not~]

Flow batch ~!

Zhen Wudi is really invincible.

[Emotions: Anyway, if I give you this, you can enjoy it secretly. Even if the map of mountains and rivers is ranked very high among the innate treasures]

"Understood~"

"My brother Emotion just saw that I was too poor, so he couldn't bear it, and deliberately lost to me. Otherwise, with the mind of Brother Emotion, how could he be fooled like this~"

【Emotion: Hmph, it's good that you know~】

"so..."

"Aren't you going to spread the money this time?"

【mood:? ? ? 】

【Ding--】

[Get 777 points of emotional value from the emotional system]

Really productive.

Or how to say it is the emotional system, the emotional ups and downs are really big, he didn't say anything, just a few compliments and waited to spread the money, the mood became anxious.

With a slight smile in his heart, Xu Anshan looked at Qingmian again.

"Have you figured it out?"

For a long while, Qingmian didn't respond at all.

"Junior brother, this Lao Deng seems to have been beaten to death." The sixth generation of Tianhuo raised his eyebrows, Xu Anshan frowned when he heard this, "He's dead, why did I let him die, Baozi!"

〖Hey, here~〗

"Call the cure, I have an old boy who wants to die, and I don't want him to die~"

〖Come! 〗

〖Hurry up and work for you Brother Anshan! 〗

[Cure: 嘤~~~]

While sobbing, Xu Anshan's palms were filled with emerald green light of life, his blue face was thrown to the bone-exposing face, and his skin was congealed, but a soft word slowly came from his ears when he was about to die.

"I didn't say you can die!"

He slowly raised his head, and in front of him was Xu Anshan's eyes staring at him.

Tears flowed from Qingmian's eyes.

"Shangxian!"

"You let me die!"