Sky Surveying Demon Hunt

Chapter 383 Flying Cloud Sect

"Senior brother!" The remaining man and woman exclaimed in shock.

They never imagined that the general in front of him would be so decisive in killing, but he really dared to kill someone just because he disagreed!
But before they felt sad, Song Lian continued to attack.

The only one in the third realm was cut off with one sword, and the remaining one man and one woman are just the juniors of the second realm.

And Song Lian is a genuine Fourth Realm monk.

There is no suspense in this battle.

I saw that Song Lian drew out his sword again, and there was still steaming blood on the sword's edge.

The man and the woman tried hard to resist, but they couldn't even draw out their own weapons. Soon, the remaining male monks had their arms chopped off by Song Lian.

The broken arm fell to the ground, and the fingers were still twitching.

The male monk fell to the ground and howled with panic and pain in his eyes.

As for the female cultivator, she was so frightened that she couldn't stand upright, she sat down on the ground and breathed heavily.

"Whoever insults the frontline soldiers will die."

Holding the sword, Song Lian approached step by step, then beheaded the male monk expressionlessly, and then looked at the only remaining female monk like a dead person.

"I apologize, I apologize right away, don't kill me! Don't kill me!" the female cultivator hurriedly shouted.

"It's late." Song Lian raised his hand and was about to kill the nun.

Having killed two already, there's no reason to let the last one go.

It is also troublesome to save a living to deal with the aftermath.

But just when his long sword was about to fall, there was an extremely powerful force behind him.

Immediately afterwards, Song Lian felt that he could not move, and the sword in his hand stopped in front of the neck of the young nun, less than an inch away.

"The fourth realm, dare to kill my apprentice?"

A somewhat hoarse voice sounded.

Song Lian was startled, and looked back, only to see a thin middle-aged man suddenly appearing beside the table of his subordinates, and his subordinates were already unable to move.

"Kill my disciple of Feiyun Sect, then use your subordinates to pay for your life!"

"Master!" The female cultivator was overjoyed, she didn't know where she got the strength from, her legs were weak from fright just now, but now she jumped up and hurried to hide behind the middle-aged man.

"It's this group of soldiers who killed two senior brothers just because they didn't agree with each other. He wanted to kill me just now!"

"I know it as a teacher." The middle-aged man looked at Song Lian with a smile on his face, "If you can't deal with the barbarians, you will spread your anger on your own people. It's ridiculous."

Click.

One soldier's neck was broken.

The rest of the people saw their companions being killed, their eyes turned red, but they couldn't move at all, they could only look at the middle-aged man angrily.

"Fart your mother!" Song Lian was even more furious, and rushed towards the middle-aged man with a long sword in hand.

But when his sword was about to fall, the middle-aged man just stretched out his hand and held it tightly.

This scene made Song Lian's pupils shrink suddenly.

How sharp his long sword is, and after years of accompanying him on the battlefield, the murderous aura on it is even stronger to the extreme.

Even a Primordial Spirit cultivator cannot catch it with bare hands.

"Are you a body cultivator?" Song Lian said in shock.

The body-refining cultivator has also cultivated to the realm of the primordial spirit. This person seems to be only 50 or [-] years old.

"Oh, I'm a bit knowledgeable." The middle-aged man chuckled, and looked Song Lian up and down again.

"You're only in the fourth realm at such an advanced age. You're just trash. Ten of you are not enough to kill my apprentice." The middle-aged man said coldly, "Song Lian, right? I will kill your whole family to be buried with my apprentice." of."

Upon hearing this, Song Lian roared angrily, "How dare you!"

But although the roar was loud, he couldn't even draw his long sword back. He had tried several times, but he couldn't shake the middle-aged man's strength at all.

"Should I kill you directly, or arrest and torture you?" The middle-aged man smiled lightly, with ease.

"Master, he killed senior brother, we can't let him die so easily!" The surviving female cultivator said afterward.

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, just as he was about to speak.

Suddenly there was a sigh from the side.

"Hey." Zhang Dahe got up helplessly, and after Zhang Xiaoxiao settled down, he walked slowly to the side of the middle-aged man and Song Lian.

"Huh? There is another Yuanshen cultivator in this small inn." The middle-aged man frowned, but his tone was somewhat provocative, "Why, you want to meddle in your own business?"

Zhang Dahe showed his star tour order.

Seeing You Xingling, the middle-aged man's expression finally changed somewhat.

"So it's Jian Tiansi's Night Tour, you want to intercede for him?"

If this person is sensible, he will give Jian Tiansi two points in the end.

"Your apprentice hurt people with bad words first, and now a few people have died, let this matter go." Zhang Dahe cupped his hands and said, "They are soldiers on the front line, they shouldn't die here."

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes slightly.

"What if I don't want to?"

Zhang Dahe was not afraid, and said: "Even if I am not your opponent, if this matter is reported to the higher authorities, Supervisor Tiansi will always seek justice for them, even Feiyunzong cannot protect you."

"Haha, what a bold tone! Even a star tour official in the night travel realm dares to speak nonsense here! How many mortal soldiers can compare to my disciples? What a joke!"

After the words fell, the middle-aged man waved his hand, and a burst of energy suddenly appeared.

Several soldiers at the table had their heads chopped off at the same time.

Seeing this scene, Song Lian roared angrily and wanted to shoot, but before he could make a move, the middle-aged man kicked him in the stomach again.

puff!
Song Lian fell heavily to the ground.

This is not over yet, the middle-aged man's eyes were stern, and he kicked again, Song Lian had no chance of resisting, just heard a muffled sound, Song Lian's dantian was directly kicked, and his cultivation was in vain.

Zhang Dahe couldn't watch anymore, the long knife on his back suddenly came out of its sheath, and slashed at the middle-aged man, with a light on the blade, the strong wind made the middle-aged man's clothes rattle.

"Heh, I'm overthinking myself." The middle-aged man sneered, his figure suddenly changed, and he disappeared.

Seeing this, Zhang Dahe was startled immediately, and the alarm bells rang in his heart.

Turning around suddenly, he saw a hand getting closer and closer to him.

"Daqin's lackeys dared to run wild in front of me. They wanted to spare your life. Since they are so ignorant, don't blame me for being rude."

The next moment, Zhang Dahe felt it was difficult to breathe, his throat had been tightly strangled by his middle-aged man.

"How? At this moment, do you still dare to ask me for face? Are you worthy?"

Zhang Dahe was speechless, and he felt that his breathing became more and more difficult.

He turned his head hard and looked at his sister who was still in the corner.

Zhang Xiaoxiao's eyes were full of panic and worry, and his whole body couldn't stop trembling.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Dahe finally regretted it.

He shouldn't have done this.

He died as soon as he died, but what should my sister do? She finally escaped here, and just explained here, what is the point of everything she has done before?
"I'm sorry." Zhang Dahe looked at his younger sister and said hard.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man also turned to look at the little girl in the corner.

"With a oil bottle, how dare you stand up for others?" The middle-aged man sneered, "It's really stupid."

"Yes."

A strange voice suddenly sounded.

Immediately afterwards, a young man with long hair mixed with gray and white, holding an open paper fan in his hand to protect his head, trotted into the lobby of the inn in a little embarrassment.

"Everyone, it's raining outside."

(End of this chapter)