Sky Surveying Demon Hunt

Seeing Chu Luan standing still, he seemed to be brazenly speaking, but the brawny man who opened his mouth deflected his blade after all, not wanting to take Chu Luan's life.

"Take your arm and give you a long memory!"

As soon as the words fell, the sword landed fiercely on Chu Luan's shoulder.

But then, all the people in the inn who witnessed this scene were stunned.

Because the big knife was cut on Chu Luan's shoulder, but it was difficult to store it, even Chu Luan's clothes were not torn.

This scene made the strong man with the knife widen his eyes.

"How could it be possible that I am a cultivator of Tonghui!"

At this moment, Chu Luan, who took the stab hard, narrowed his eyes and said, "As you can see, it was this brother who made the first move. Chu can't take his stab in vain, right?"

The voice fell, and there was a muffled sound.

Peng!
In an instant, blood flowers and yellow-green slurry lake-like liquid splashed everywhere along with the shattered scalp and skull, only Chu Luan's side and the Daozong table he was protecting were not affected.

"Killed!"

I don't know who exclaimed, and then, the guests in the inn ran out like crazy.

The strong man is a local monk in the border town, and his cultivation base in the fourth realm is already the best among the crowd.

Such a character was smashed in the head when he couldn't even fight back, who would dare to continue to watch the fun!

In just a moment, only Chu Luan and the four members of Zhen Daozong were left in the inn, and Lin Ji was in another corner with drunk eyes.

Even the shopkeeper and Xiao Er hid in the back kitchen.

"Hi, what the hell."

Lin Ji frowned and wiped away the blood splattered on his desk with his sleeve, then looked at Chu Luan who was also looking at him on the other side.

"You're not leaving?" Chu Luan asked.

"I haven't finished the wine yet, so why leave!" Lin Ji responded, and picked up the wine jar and took another sip into his mouth.

Looking at the three or four empty wine jars on Lin Ji's table, each of which weighed at least three or four catties, and seeing that there were seven or eight other empty wine jars under his feet, Chu Luan didn't take it seriously.

Most of them are Jiumengzi who don't know where they came from.

He looked back at the four of Zhen Daozong.

At this moment, Shi Qingling had already realized that the person in front of her was probably coming towards herself and others, she was secretly vigilant, but her face remained calm.

"Mr. Chu kills people when he disagrees with him. His hostility is too strong."

"Where is Miss Qingling? You saw it just now. It was that guy who shot first, and Chu had no choice but to fight back."

Shi Qingling lowered her eyebrows, and looked outside the gate.

"Mr. Chu is here to embarrass my Dao Sect?"

"Miss Qingling, why did you say that? Chu passed by and saw the girl's cute appearance, so he came here to get acquainted. Miss Qingling, is this how your Taoist sect treats guests?!"

Chu Luan's voice suddenly became sharp.

And at the same time, strange formations suddenly appeared under Shi Qingling's feet. The formations shone with a faint halo, centered on her, and continuously spread to the surroundings, and the entire inn hall was accommodated in the blink of an eye.

...

"town!"

Shi Qingling yelled softly, and the whole inn shook, the ground under her feet was a few inches lower out of thin air, and the tables, chairs and benches in the hall instantly turned into powder.

"Thick soil array?!"

Chu Luan let out an exclamation, and jumped into the air with one foot on the ground, but just as he flew up, he landed suddenly again, and his face became a little pale.

At the same time, Shi Qingling's long sword had already gone straight to Chu Luan's heart.

"Hmph!" Chu Luan snorted coldly, trying to avoid it, but found that he was dragged by the formation and couldn't move.

So he simply stood where he was, stretched out his hand and grabbed at the sword edge.

"I'm also a day traveler, you dare to grab my sword with bare hands?!" Seeing this, Shi Qingling had a sneer on his face, and the sword was a little faster.

Just when Chu Luan was about to grasp the blade, his sleeves suddenly moved without wind, a wave flashed by, and there was an extra folding fan in his hand.

clang!
A crisp sound.

The closed folding fan knocked on Shi Qingling's long sword, deflecting the blade to the empty space.

At the same time, Chu Luan's whole body was shocked, his pale face turned red immediately, he tapped his foot lightly, his figure shone extremely lightly, and came behind Shi Qingling.

"Miss Qingling, Chu will have a spring evening with you tonight."

winter!
Chu Luan's folding fan landed on the back of Shi Qingling's neck, and it was usually not a hard blow here, but it landed on the spot.

Shi Qingling rolled her eyes and passed out on the spot.

"Sister!"

Seeing this, the other three disciples of Zhen Dao Sect's expressions changed drastically, and they were about to rescue them, but Chu Luan was a step faster.

He just flicked his sleeves violently, and then screamed a few times, the three disciples turned their heads like the reckless strong man before, and died on the spot.

After doing all this, Chu Luan watched helplessly as the souls of the three disciples separated from their bodies and wanted to escape, but he took a sharp breath, and the three souls were directly sucked into his stomach.

"Hi." After swallowing the three primordial spirits, Chu Luan hiccupped, with a satisfied expression on his face, "As expected of a decent disciple of a famous school, this primordial spirit tastes really good, it's a great tonic."

Chu Luan took out another rope from his sleeve, and with a thought, that rope tied Shi Qingling up.

Afterwards, he put Shi Qingling on the chair beside the table, while he sat on the other side, looking around, and finally fell on Lin Ji.

"Boy, are you not afraid?"

Lin Ji didn't take action to rescue the disciple of Zhen Daozong, but just looked at him quietly, and answered the question: "What kind of evil cultivation method did you just do? It's the first time I've seen a monk's soul directly devouring it. Evil cultivators also have to be refined before they can be used for one's own use."

"Almost, do you still have that wine?" Chu Luan raised his eyebrows and asked.

Lin Ji was taken aback for a moment, and turned to protect the wine jar in his arms like a drunkard.

"Gone."

"It's clearly still there, I can hear the sound of water inside!" Chu Luan laughed sinisterly, "Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?"

"I'm not afraid." Lin Ji picked up the wine jar impatiently and took another sip, "You talk too much nonsense."

"Heh, the ignorant are fearless." Chu Luan didn't care, whether to kill or not was only a matter of his own thoughts. This kid looked like a stunned young man, but unfortunately he was born prematurely. He thought it was interesting, so he didn't mind leaving him alive. .

"Boy, why is your hair white?"

"Fighting with others will shorten your life." Lin Ji burped.

"Hey, if you brag and don't make drafts, how much life can you afford? Judging by the spiritual power in your body, it's no more than a third-level or fourth-level junior!" Having said this, Chu Luan Tong Kong shrank suddenly.

He stood up abruptly, and looked at Lin Ji with suspicious eyes.

If you are only a monk in the third and fourth realms, you should never have the insight just now!Besides, he killed people face to face. This man has a cultivation base, so he can wake up with just one thought after drinking as much as he wants.

Chu Luan swallowed sharply.

He couldn't see through the cultivation of the person in front of him, and there was only a little bit of spiritual power left in the person's body.

Apart from manipulating the spiritual energy of one side of the world, he racked his brains and couldn't think of a second possibility.

"Chu has something else to do, so let's go first, and have a drink, brother."

Feeling something was wrong, Chu Luan wanted to leave as soon as he grabbed Shi Qingling.

Just after taking a step, his legs couldn't move anymore, and this pressure was several times stronger than the previous Shi Qingling's formation.

Chu Luan turned his head and saw that Lin Ji was still sitting up straight while his eyes were still drunk.

"Sit down, let's talk."