The Villainous Shizun Is As Beautiful As A Flower

Shen Liuxiang buried his face between his knees, his black hair hanging down, and sat on the cold ground.

Until Zishi, he got up and appeared in Fuyao prison again. Seeing this, the disciples guarding the gate stepped forward to salute, and asked for the suzerain's order as usual.

But in an instant, a suffocating coercion enveloped him, his limbs became weak, and he fell to the ground unable to move.

"Xian, Xianjun..."

The disciples in charge of guarding are all Jindan stage cultivators. Facing the monks in the state of transformation, they have no resistance at all, and they can all be made to lie down with just coercion.

Shen Liuxiang broke into the demon prison.

After a while, the quiet night became noisy.

"Xianjun Ye broke into the demon prison to save the beast!"

"He really has that guts? Lan Zongzhu and others are here, so let's die."

"Confused! If you don't get rid of this vicious monster, it will cause serious trouble in the future. I think he has lost his mind!"

in prison.

With a flash of sword light, the black iron chain broke.

Shen Liuxiang supported Zhou Xuanlan, took out a Huiyuan Pill, and fed it into his mouth.

Zhou Xuanlan frowned when he smelled the medicine on his body, his eyes fell on a ginseng tied around his waist, and he was stunned for a moment.

"This is... Bubu."

Except for the smear of red at the end of his eyes, Shen Liuxiang could no longer see any emotion on his face, "The fruit exhausted his spiritual energy accumulated for thousands of years, and now it has returned to its original shape."

Zhou Xuanlan's eyes trembled slightly: "I'm sorry, Master."

Shen Liuxiang shook his head: "It's because I didn't realize earlier that he is still alive, and I will take good care of him in the future. You just go with me now."

He was talking, when he raised his eyes, he found a tall figure standing at the door, and he didn't know how long he had been here.

Shen Liuxiang: "You have to stop me."

Ye Bingran holds a sword in his hand, the meaning is obvious.

He has already learned about his ancestor, so he can't blame Zhou Xuanlan, but the other party is a monster, and he is still young, so he can severely damage his Mahayana realm, so the threat is too great.

Shen Liuxiang let him go, it was tantamount to letting the tiger go back to the mountain.

Ye Bingran looked at Zhou Xuanlan and always felt that one day, he would show his hidden fangs and claws and tear everyone to pieces, including Shen Liuxiang.

"Let him lose all his cultivation and be imprisoned in the Demon Subduing Prison, and I can guarantee that he will not die."

Shen Liuxiang: "It's useless to talk too much."

As soon as the words fell, he took the lead in attacking, and the fighting between the two great god-transformation realms instantly razed Fuyao prison to the ground.

For miles around, no one can get close.

"It's Ye Jianzun!"

"I heard that the ancestor is ill, and Sect Leader Lan and Uncle Ning are guarding. I thought no one could stop Shen Liuxiang. It's great that Sword Master is here!"

"Jianzun has not yet entered the realm of transforming gods, and he can fight against monks in the realm of transforming gods. Now that his cultivation base has greatly increased, he will definitely be able to defeat him!"

All the disciples looked furious, and the white satin on the sword fluttered in the wind.

In an instant, he calmed down again.

The war, which was thought to last for a long time, came to an abrupt end.

'Kangdang——! '

A long sword fell from mid-air, exuding frosty air, and fell to the ground.

The disciples of Jianzong were silent.

This sword looks very familiar, it is the sword of Sword Master.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, Shen Liuxiang pulled Zhou Xuanlan with one hand, and held the sword in the other hand, and the tip of the sword with a cold light was pressed against Ye Bingran's throat.

Just an inch away can take his life.

Everyone was horrified: "Sword Master!!!"

Shen Liuxiang was unscathed, and with a twist of the finger holding the sword, the hilt hit Ye Bingran's body, blasting him away.

Ye Bingran fell into the ruins and vomited blood.

As soon as Zhao Lin arrived, he hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

He glanced at Shen Liuxiang who turned and left, and then his eyes fell back on Ye Bingran, and he sighed, "Brother, why bother?"

He doesn't want to confront Brother Chen Xiang, just like him and Uncle Ning, he just avoids fighting, why bother.

Ye Bingran looked at the figure that was drifting away, and lowered his eyes helplessly, "I still can't do anything... In the future, if Zhou Xuanlan messes up the cultivation world, I will be one of the sinners."

Zhou Xuanlan looked back, his eyes darkened slightly.

But he quickly withdrew his gaze and held Shen Liuxiang's hand instead. Although his cultivation base was recovering, the time was too short, and the little spiritual power in his body was basically negligible under such circumstances.

He couldn't do anything, and had to ask Master to protect him.

Zhou Xuanlan's face was ugly, but he had no choice but to hold Shen Liuxiang's hand tighter.

The various sects who came to Jianzong to participate in the banquet have become numb under the impact of one after another major events, and there is one thing in mind at this moment.

The person next to Shen Xianjun is a great demon, who has erupted with terrifying power, and will become a serious disaster in the future, and he must not be allowed to escape!

I don't know who was the first to shout "kill the beast", and everyone grabbed the magic weapon and attacked it.

Shen Liuxiang's expression was calm, and he stepped forward, the coercion of the God Transformation Realm dissipated from him, causing more than half of the people to fall to the ground in an instant.

For those with higher cultivation levels, he pinched the formula with his fingertips, and thousands of red-glowing filaments floated in the air, wrapping around the attacking people, wrapping around wrists, ankles, and necks.

He whispered a word between his lips: "Boot."

Everyone was startled and their faces changed drastically.

"What's going on, my cultivation base! Why is my cultivation base gone!"

"What sorcery?"

"This, this is the spirit binding technique, the Demon Lord's unique technique!"

Shen Liuxiang turned his spiritual power into a thousand spirit-binding ropes at a time, and the time to suppress his cultivation would be shortened. Fortunately, it was enough for him to lead people away from Jianzong.

Clearing away a large block of obstacles, Shen Liuxiang's spiritual power also consumed most of the body.

At this time, a group of people who had not moved, stood in front of them, dressed in white clothes, dotted with plum blossoms.

Looking at the crowd of familiar faces, Zhou Xuanlan realized that there were people he had saved among them, and a cold smile instantly appeared on the corner of his lips.

"They did what they were told."

After explaining, Shen Liuxiang made a move, and a figure stood in front of them.

Disciple Qing Ling was taken aback, and someone said angrily, "Ling Jinye, are you crazy!"

"Master taught me to do everything according to my heart," Ling Jinye drew his sword, "I don't know any monster beasts, I only know that there is a fellow named Zhou Xuanlan."

He looked serious: "You are wrong!"

The expressions of Qingling's disciples changed slightly, and many of them showed signs of struggle.

That day, the situation changed, and the scene of ferocious and evil aura filled the sky, shrouded their hearts like a haze, and no one was not afraid or timid.

Although he is a fellow disciple who gets along day and night, but he is a vicious monster, so there is nothing wrong with getting rid of him.

"Non-my family, its heart must be different!"

A deep voice sounded in the distance, and in an instant, a group of Xiyangzong arrived.

Jin Xiangtian smiled coldly: "What is the intention of the fairy to protect this little demon?"

Shen Liuxiang sneered: "Apprentice saves master, master saves apprentice, what is the intention?"

Jin Xiangtian shouted angrily: "You don't care about the safety of the cultivation world and insist on letting go of this monster. You are in vain as a fairy king! Today I will not only kill your apprentice, but also bring you to justice!"

Shen Liuxiang twisted the front of his clothes, and touched the jade huang on his chest.

"Dispose of me, you are not qualified,"

His phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his lips raised a hint of arrogance, "Don't say anything else, I'm standing here, just attack with all your strength, it can hurt me a little, and I'll call you daddy."

The jade huang hidden under the clothes suddenly lit up, and seemed a little dissatisfied.

Everyone present was stunned when they heard the sound.

The master of Xiyang sect was cultivated above Shen Liuxiang, and he didn't have much chance of winning in a frontal fight. He dared to speak wildly, and if he stood still and didn't fight back, he was courting death!

Jin Xiangtian sneered, and immediately attacked: "There are countless lonely souls in my palm, and you are the only one missing."

Shen Liuxiang stayed where he was, without any resistance, and only restrained Zhou Xuanlan who wanted to go forward with one hand.

"boom--!"

The world here shook, and a golden light suddenly appeared, illuminating most of the Sword Sect.

Everyone opened their eyes wide, only to see Jin Xiangtian, who was aggressive before, lying on the ground, spitting blood mixed with internal organs.

A piece of jade huang stood in front of Shen Liuxiang, with countless golden patterns interlaced, forming a phantom in midair.

The golden crown and white robe, surrounded by a fire phoenix, exudes supreme divine power.

"Emperor—!"

Yuhuang's light dimmed, and was put into Shen Liuxiang's arms.

When everyone looked at him again, their eyes changed instantly, and they all showed fear. It was unimaginable that the emperor's property should appear here.

While everyone was in a daze, Shen Liuxiang pulled Zhou Xuanlan up and ran away, darting to the gate of Jianzong Mountain in the blink of an eye.

The people behind couldn't catch up in time, Shen Liuxiang's expression relaxed a little, but when he looked forward, his expression changed suddenly and became serious again.

Leaning on the stone statue at the door, there is a man in green shirt, with a face as gentle as jade, holding a scroll in his hand, his eyes quietly falling on the pages of the book.

Sensing his arrival, she raised her eyes slightly and smiled slightly: "Junior brother arrived earlier than I thought."

Shen Liuxiang felt a chill in his heart: "Senior brother insists on killing them all."

"Yes," Ling Ye put away the book, and his eyes fell on Zhou Xuanlan, "He shouldn't have existed in the first place, so I'll set things right."

He didn't give Shen Liuying a chance to react, and appeared behind Zhou Xuanlan with a flash of his figure, striking his dantian with a palm.

"It's easy to kill him."

Ling Ye withdrew his hands and looked at the boy's gradually falling figure with indifferent eyes.

"Junior brother, you can't stop me."

But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Shen Liuxiang with his back facing him, suddenly vomited blood, and his thin figure swayed.

Ling Ye's expression froze, and he reached out to support him.

Shen Liuxiang covered his dantian, coughed heavily, blood overflowed from his lips, staining his fair and delicate jaw red.

Ling Ye's expression changed, and he looked at the ground. The young man who was supposed to have his dantian shattered and could be killed with one blow still had a little life left.

He clenched Shen Liuxiang's wrist: "What did you do?"

"Same life and death technique," Shen Liuxiang wiped the blood on his lips, his black eyelashes trembling slightly, "Master taught it, brother should be familiar with it."

The people who came in a hurry froze in place in fright.

Ling Ye actually strangled Shen Liuxiang's neck, his face was colder than ever, as if he wanted to kill him!

Ling Ye: "You forced me so much because of him."

Shen Liuxiang: "I didn't intend to do this, but my brother thinks it is, so it is."

Ling Ye's face was as frosty, and his white and fragile neck fell into his hands. With just a gentle pinch, the threat lying on the ground could be removed.

This is extremely important to him.

Ling Ye gradually tightened his knuckles, but seeing Shen Liuxiang's breathless appearance, his eyes dimmed, the hand that was strangling his neck suddenly let go as if he had lost all strength.

"Is this the only way you can treat me?"

Ling Ye sighed softly, put his lowered hand on Shen Liuxiang's waist, poured gentle spiritual power into his body, and slowly healed the wound on his dantian.

After a while, he saw Shen Liuxiang's face softened slightly, so he leaned into his ear and whispered, "Where can you take him away from here? The cultivation world can't tolerate him, the demon world can't tolerate you, and the demon world is even more terrifying, not to mention,"

Ling Ye paused, then said in a gentle voice, "Didn't you say you would stay in Qingling and accompany me?"

Shen Liuxiang was slightly taken aback.

At this time, there was a howl in the distance, resounding through the night sky.

The big tengu leaped out from the dark clouds covering the sky, flapped its gray wings, whipped up a strong wind, and flew to the gate of the mountain in an instant.

Picking up Zhou Xuanlan from the ground, Ao Yue threw him on his back, "Whether the demon world will be chaotic or not, I, Ao Yue, have the final say!"

Ling Ye's face darkened slightly.

He sent Ao Yue back to Qingling and locked her up. Who released her without authorization.

The Tengu flew thousands of miles in an instant, and Ling Ye was about to chase after him, but was stopped by a barrier, not only him, but everyone was trapped in the barrier.

He turned his head and his eyes fell on the pale young man.

Shen Liuxiang looked at him with crooked eyebrows and a smile, just like when he was young, he couldn't help but tell him every time he finished something that his master had asked him to do.

"Brother can't catch up."

After Ao Yue disappeared, Shen Liuxiang also stretched to the limit and lost consciousness.

Ling Ye caught him, supported the back of his head with his slender fingers, felt the softness wrapped around his fingertips, gently rubbed his black hair, and fell into a long silence.