Fast time travel: The host takes his life and frantically teases and criticizes the villain

Yipinzhai was enveloped by this voice from top to bottom, the powerful coercion was like a mountain crushing people, and the monks with lower cultivation bases spurted blood directly.

Soon, Yipinzhai people went to the empty building.

The shopkeeper of Yipinzhai flew to the top of the building, "It turns out that it is Master Hao Cang, who has been admiring him for a long time! I don't know why I visited Yipinzhai today?"

Ling Haocang snorted coldly, and his beard was in the shape of a character splayed, "The old man is only for one person today, Cheng Yan! I know you are inside, come out quickly and die!"

The shopkeeper raised his eyebrows, "Why don't Master Hao Cang move to the private room first, so that I can wait and treat the real man well."

"Hmph, get out of the way, otherwise, don't blame the old man for being rude!" Ling Haocang was too lazy to deal with him.

The shopkeeper hesitated to speak, the person in front of him was the patriarch of the Ling family, not to mention his Mahayana cultivation, even the Ling family should not be easily offended.

But if something like this happened in Yipinzhai, it might have a big impact.

At that time in Tianzihao's private room, Cheng Yan wiped his lips, and drank the tea in the teacup in one gulp.

"It's not good when to come, you have to come when you are eating."

Cheng Yan didn't like being interrupted while eating, especially if the other party came to ask for his life.

Ling Jiuxuan had already got up, "You can eat with peace of mind, and I will go back as soon as I go."

"Hey, wait a minute," Cheng Yan took his hand, and let it go for a moment, "Do you know who is outside?"

Ling Jiuxuan glanced at his wrist. Although he was about to leave it when he touched it, the scorching temperature seemed to be still warm.

"No matter who it is, just burn it." Ling Jiuxuan looked back at him with lowered eyes, and his calm words without ups and downs made people shudder.

Cheng Yan clicked his tongue, "Then I have to thank you for not burning me down."

He changed the subject, "It's Ling Haocang outside."

Ling Jiuxuan froze, since he was taken away by Cheng Yan, he never paid attention to the Ling family.

The name Ling Haocang is even more vaguely distant.

The patriarch of the Ling family, Dinghai Shenzhen of the Ling family, tried his best to protect his parents back then, but he still failed to save the two lives from Cheng Yan's hands.

Ling Haocang was kind to his parents, and he shouldn't have come forward to deal with this matter because of emotion and reason.

Ling Jiuxuan looked at Cheng Yan's calm and composed appearance, and pursed his lips slightly. He was a strong man in the Mahayana period. No matter how strong Cheng Yan was, he might not be able to please him well.

Cheng Yan got up and pressed his shoulder to make him sit back in place, and patted him on the shoulder easily, "I'll come back later and continue eating."

On the roof, the shopkeeper was still in a stalemate with Ling Haocang.

Many monks have gathered below, and it is rare to see a Mahayana master come forward to claim his life, so you have to take a good look, maybe you can learn a thing or two from it.

When Cheng Anzhi heard the news, he rushed over in a hurry. He was not worried that his senior would lose. After all, Cheng Yan's deeds more than 1000 years ago were sung throughout the world of cultivating immortals.

This patriarch of the Ling family is nothing but a defeat of his predecessors.

He believes that what was true a thousand years ago will be the same after a thousand years.

Just when everyone was discussing and thinking that Cheng Yan was a coward, a clear voice followed a black and golden figure standing still on the roof of Yipinzhai.

"Old man Ling, I haven't seen you for many years, and you still haven't made any progress."

Everyone looked intently, only to see a handsome man standing with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering, he was obviously weak, but he couldn't afford to look down on him.

Ling Haocang stared at the face that he knew even when it had turned into ashes, and said in a vicious tone, "Hmph! I haven't seen you for so many years, you arrogant kid has regressed a lot!"

Cheng Yan was not in a hurry to quarrel with him, turned around and cupped his hands at the shopkeeper, "Thank you shopkeeper for coming forward for Cheng, I will not bother you anymore, and I will come to the house to bother you another day."

The shopkeeper heaved a sigh of relief, and retreated after being polite.

Ling Haocang looked at this man's pretentiousness, and sneered, "I didn't expect that Cheng Yan not only lost his cultivation, but also learned to flatter."

Cheng Yan directly showed the Yuanyuan sword, pointed at Ling Haocang, and smiled provocatively, "How about defeating you with one move?"

Ling Haocang laughed loudly, "One move? Half a move is enough!"

Cheng Yan's smile deepened. If it was the original Cheng Yan, this move would be really difficult.

It's a pity that this show is not that show.

Just when Ling Haocang attacked with a sword, he suddenly found himself trapped in the sword array, and quickly retracted the long sword in his hand to resist, but he was still a step behind.

Ling Haocang looked at the sword piercing through his shoulder in shock and slowly, the shock in his heart spilled out of his eyes.

Why is his spiritual power not used by him? !

Although this sword is extremely fast, it is not invincible, but when he mobilized his spiritual power, he was crushed so hard that he could not breathe!

This is definitely not the strength that a useless person should have!

Ling Haocang looked at Cheng Yan with horror.

With a thought, Cheng Yan put the sword back into its sheath.

Facing Ling Haocang's terrified eyes, Cheng Yan's lips curled slightly, showing modesty, "Xie Haocang respected the real person, the junior is still unable to defeat the real person with half-strokes, in the future he will practice diligently, and one day he will live up to the real person's expectations."

After finishing speaking, he pretended to cup his hands and brushed off his clothes.

After the onlookers below were stunned for a while, laughter gradually came out.

Ling Haocang satirized him for being flattering, so he showed him the flattering one, it really didn't hurt much, but was extremely insulting.

Ling Haocang's face turned red and explained, even though he was unwilling, due to the great disparity in strength, he had no choice but to leave angrily.

Everyone thought that there should be a bloody battle, but who knows that the real strong can only defeat the enemy with one move.

"I remembered, this person is the sugar boy who was a blockbuster in the Zhenwu Arena that day!"

"What! This is the sugar boy who claims to be on the same path as the sky?!"

"It's definitely him, it can't be wrong!"

"Fellow Daoist, you can see the sword intent of Mr. Tang from it. Could it be that he really is on the same path as the heavens?"

"The Master Hao Cang is the patriarch of the Ling family in the Mahayana period. When Mr. Tang uses his sword, the spiritual power around him seems to be controlled by him. Otherwise, how could Master Hao Cang be defeated by just one move?"

"I can't help but see that the spiritual power in Master Hao Cang's body seems to be used by Young Master Tang!"

"..."

The protagonist in question had already returned to Tianzihao Yajian, and before he could stand still, he spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

Cheng Yan supported Liang Zhu, and ruthlessly cast aside this useless body.

As soon as Ling Jiuxuan came to his side, he heard his inner voice, and he closed his eyes and silently channeled his spiritual power for him.

After a while, Cheng Yan felt that nothing serious happened, and gently brushed his hand away, "I'm fine."

He went back to the dining table and continued cooking, as if the person who vomited blood just now was not him.

Ling Jiuxuan sat down next to him, and after a long silence, he finally choked out a sentence: "You are very strong."

It is Ling Jiuxuan who has never thought of being strong, without any cultivation, but can easily defeat the Mahayana period. In the past, he certainly did not believe that such an existence existed.

He is obviously so strong, when he was imprisoned and tortured by him, he just walked away, goodbye and never hit him.

Ling Jiuxuan couldn't figure it out, Cheng Yan wasn't a person who repayed grievances with kindness.

In other words, if it was him, he would have caused the other party to die ten thousand times.

"Well, always be careful with your head." Cheng Yan nodded noncommittally, but what he said was not intimidating at all, it was just a joke.

Ling Jiuxuan said again, "I will help you reshape the meridians and dantian."

Even if you dismiss it, the top should be yours.

Cheng Yan waved his hand, "Didn't you say that I would die within a month? It's fine, it's boring to live for so long."

Cheng Yan really has no burden, the blackening value is cleared, the task has been completed, this world is not good, and the next world is the same when it comes to falling in love.

"Blackening value 1%."