"So amazing?"

"fear!"

The practitioner whispered, his voice gradually rose, and the sound of the leopard suddenly became the focus of countless people's eyes.

It’s not that Master Bao was so shocking the world, but that he killed a big boss in the Xuanji Immortal Sect on the day of the marriage. With this kind of courage, he was still the first person.

"Tian Xuan, is he the one who calls himself Master Leopard?" Xuan Jizi asked in a low voice, frowned directly.

"Yes, it's him. The sect leader, this guy is so arrogant. I feel that this guy has no good intentions. Should I expel him?" Tian Xuan said in a low voice.

Xuan Jizi glanced at Zhuge Liuyun, and his heart became instinctively cold. Zhuge Liuyun sat next to him calmly, calmly, unable to see any emotions at all, and could not see clearly his depth. On the banks of the River of Rebirth, Zhuge Liuyun's small star-picking hand was so powerful that it was creepy that it still felt cold all over his body.

Xuan Jizi couldn't help but feel moved and said indifferently: "No, there is no need to be. Marriage is big, there is no need to be complicated."

Tian Xuan stared at Li Shaoyang who was approaching the highest level with hatred, and responded respectfully: "Yes!"

Xuan Jizi refused to agree to expel Mr. Bao, and Tian Xuan had no choice but to barely suppress his resentment. When he turned around, he suddenly caught a glimpse of another figure and walked into Xianjing Mountain.

Tian Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up and he whispered: "Sect Master, I think this Leopard probably has no good future. Maybe it's like Li Shaoyang, it's better."

Before Tian Xuan finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xuan Jizi. Xuan Jizi snorted disdainfully: "Li Shaoyang? Humph, he had died in the Xuanxian Hall. The anger of the rebirth war drums was not something that Li Shaoyang could hide from. The more he entered the Xuanxian Hall, the more angry he became, the more he became angry, and he had died so much that he could not die again. Don't mention it in the future. However, if you think that Mr. Leopard is not from a good place, you can try him. Everyone is here, and you are not afraid of him jumping."

Tian Xuan was overjoyed when he heard this and immediately said, "Sect Master, you say you can try it. It just so happens that I have a plan, look over there."

Tian Xuan pointed to the figure walking in from behind.

A black-faced man, tall and burly, had a large black mole on his neck shockingly, ugly and ugly. There was also a layer of cold and evil spirit on his face that seemed to be shrouded in all year round, just like a ghost prince.

"Is it him?" Xuan Jizi's eyes lit up, as if he had seen something wonderful, but his expression was a little disdainful. It seemed that this person was not very good and was not taken seriously by him.

Xuan Jizi nodded and said, "Very good, you go and do it. Remember, do it beautifully and don't let people see the traces."

Tian Xuan nodded and said yes. He lowered his body back and quietly slipped out. Just then, Li Shaoyang had already reached the highest level of the viewing platform. The newcomer, another strange face, naturally attracted the attention of many big shots, and no one noticed that Tian Xuan had left quietly, and was brewing an attack on Leopard.

"Mo Xiaoxian, do you believe it or not at this time, no one can think of these big guys still alive, but more than half of them want to know where I came from?"

"Then let them guess."

"It's more than just guessing."

Li Shaoyang stood on the top floor, showing arrogance, holding a big spear in his hand, as if he was fearless. His eyes swept across the west to the west, then from the west to the north, and finally fell to the most conspicuous Xuanji Immortal Sect and the two sects in the east.

Intentionally or unintentionally, Li Shaoyang's eyes paused on Yun Luoluo. The two of them had their eyes touched each other, and Li Shaoyang deliberately showed a strange look, flashing in a flash. Except for Yun Luoluo who could feel the eyes touched each other, no one noticed it at all.

Yun Luoluo suddenly stopped in his heart, and for no reason he felt that the middle-aged man who walked to the top with a big spear was a little strange. His heart trembled slightly, but he couldn't tell why. He wanted to look at the other person again, but found that he had already walked to an empty seat to the west.

There are several big shots in this corner.

The most familiar one is Ye Chengfenghong, the owner of Lingbao Loft. There are several very handsome people sitting next to him. You can guess that they are not big bosses of a sect, but sitting there, as calm as a mountain, as plain as water, extraordinary demeanor, not low in cultivation, and unpredictable depth.

Li Shaoyang did not say hello to anyone and sat in the empty seat without hesitation.

"Slow down!"

Before his butt was touched on the seat, a loud shout suddenly came. A black-faced man appeared quickly, but he had just stepped onto the top floor. He glanced sharply at Li Shaoyang and asked, "Who asked you to sit there? That's my seat."

Li Shaoyang shrugged and sneered inwardly, and his eyes quickly glanced at Tian Xuan, who had just sat down in the east and was still smiling.

Others didn't notice Tian Xuan's return, but he could see clearly. As soon as someone came, he immediately aimed at him, and it was obvious that he was being instructed. Tian Xuan was so fucking strange that he was instructed by the instructor from time to time.

The people around him were having fun and seemed to be impressed. They even remained silent in an unusual tacit understanding, looking like they were watching the show.

Li Shaoyang stood up, turned around and looked at the seat, sneered: "It seems that your name is not written here. It seems that I don't know which Mao Shen you are. Why are you doing so loudly? Do you want to die?"

He asked people to die when he opened his mouth.

Very crazy! Very arrogant."!

However, it doesn't make people feel abrupt. Since he appeared, the words "Zhang Kuang" almost wrote on his face.

"I said I was the God of Mao, and asked me if I was trying to die?" The black-faced man laughed wildly and strode over. A sensation of light appeared on his body, spreading out like a big book, turning on both pages. The dense words squirmed in the pages like tadpoles, and the cold breath was like the gloomy wind in the ghost world.

On this great day of marriage, the aura of a black-faced man was awesome. However, many people's faces suddenly changed and they suddenly recognized the origin of the black-faced man.

"It turned out to be him, Ye Zhao, a ghost cultivator in Quma Mountain three hundred years ago. Didn't it mean that he had just been promoted to Tongxian boss and offended Xuanji Immortal Sect and was chased to death? Why is he still alive now and dares to come to Xuanji Immortal Sect?"

"The Yin Luo Ghost Sutra is opened behind him. It is said that it is an amazing skill in the ghost world. Using this skill to practice, you can quickly cultivate the realm of the Death Realm. Three hundred years have passed, and Ye Zhao was not dead at the time, so now he must have comprehended the realm of the Death Realm, and began to use the realm of the realm of the Death Realm to wash away the body and temper the Taoist body."

"I think you are seeking death. With the best mysterious weapon, you will think of yourself as a character with a broken spear?"

Buzz!

The hidden ghost scriptures opened rapidly, and dense tadpole ghost words flew out, as if a fierce ghost had merged into Ye Zhao's body. Suddenly, ghost shadows were everywhere in the sky, claws and fingers were flying, murderous intent was everywhere, and they covered Li Shaoyang.

"Ye Zhao has indeed cultivated the Death Realm Elementary Dharma, and his enlightenment of magic power is extremely powerful."

"This is the ghost and god Yin Jue Divine Fist. It cultivates the Death Realm Elementary Method, and randomly extracts the Death Realm Elementary Method, combines and reorganizes the God Fist, and has a strong reputation in the Ghost World."

"Mo Xiaoxian, it seems that someone really wants to test me. This black-faced guy can clearly use the Death Realm Elementary Technique but deliberately does not urge him. He is very angry, but he also uses the Ghost Realm Fist. He just wants to test me, and he thinks I am a mud?"

"Then beat him to death."

"Haha, right, beat him to death." Li Shaoyang instantly disappeared from his seat, soared thousands of feet high, and his big spear suddenly rolled up.

In an instant, thousands of spear shadows condensed into a single path, which was a complete journey of returning to the sect.

"Heaven punishes the earth and destroys the territory, and blocks the territory!"

"A spear hit by heaven!"

The big spear stabbed out, and Li Shaoyang burst out vigorously, quickly overwhelming Ye Zhao's breath.

A sudden stab!

Ye Zhao's ghost shadow was torn to pieces and broken, and the spear pointed directly at his face.

Seeing that Ye Zhao was about to follow Mr. Qinxin's footsteps, he was pierced and tore it apart with the Taoist soul.

call!

A black light suddenly rose in front of Ye Zhao's face, and a ghost talisman appeared, collapsed and turned into a black spiral, immediately sucking the spear.

At the same time, Ye Zhao spread his hands widened his fingers, and ten black needles stretched out along his fingers, sharply tearing towards Li Shaoyang. Ten shocking grooves cracked into the void, making a harsh whistling sound, and the air continued to blew.

"You dare to use a mere spear and a top-quality mysterious weapon to deal with me?"

Li Shaoyang flashed and retreated slightly, but the spear broke into dozens of pieces under the torn ten needles, and scrap copper and iron fell all over the ground.

"It's true that Ye Zhao is powerful. That black and mysterious needle and the low-grade Taoist weapon are not something that can be resisted by the best mysterious weapon."

"Only owning the best mysterious weapon, that Leopard probably has no background. It is inevitable that Ye Zhao will be humiliated in public."

Li Shaoyang withdrew several meters away, and the torn spear did not seem to have any effect on him.

He pinched his nose, shrugged his shoulders, then laughed and stepped out suddenly.

Suddenly, a huge aura burst out from the sky, like the sky collapsed, rushing towards Ye Zhao to suppress him violently.

A golden handprint was pushed out in the air, and no one present could see clearly how the golden handprint appeared.

Ye Zhao's face changed drastically, and he looked up instinctively, as if the whole world was filled with this golden handprint.

Between the crisscrossing patterns in the palm, there was a misty air, and two golden thunderous lights turned into two large characters, appearing and looming.

Difficult!

Seeing this scene, Ye Zhao instinctively remembered something, was shocked, and opened his mouth as if he was about to exclaim something.

Suddenly I discovered that an invisible force suddenly bound him, invaded his wisdom, and integrated into his body, and everything became extremely stiff.

"What? What is this? Ye Zhao seems to be trapped and unable to move?"

"Damn it, Ye Zhao was stupid. Did he forget that he had a Taoist weapon in his hand? Wouldn't he tear open the shitty palm print?"

"Is Ye Zhao going to be finished? He seems to be suppressed by the palm print?"

The big bosses' expressions changed slightly. Ye Zhao actually fluttered, put his knees on the ground, and suddenly knelt down.

The dignified Tongxian boss actually knelt on the ground in public. Although this was not voluntary, he was even more humiliated.

In contrast, Li Shaoyang, his palm print covers the sky, standing in the air, his breath rolls, the Xianjing Mountain shook the sky, his wind roars wildly, and the wind, thunder, clouds and lightning are rushing under the palm print...
Chapter completed!