Traveling through a farmer’s house: Villain Nine Thousand Years Old, Stop!

With the help of spiritual power, the long sword shot towards Liu Lin at an extremely fast speed.

puff...

Liu Lin stopped running, looked down, and saw a long sword hitting his heart.

Do not!

A sharp pain swept through his body. He half-knelt on the ground, his right hand trembling as he tried to draw out the sword, but he saw a figure.

He looked up and saw Yun Zhixia standing in front of him. His dark green eyes were emotionless, as if he was a god in the sky looking down at an ant on the ground.

"Do you know why I want to kill you?"

"Because... because of that Dongqian pariah?"

Liu Lin held on to his last breath and stared at Yun Zhixia.

Yun Zhixia stretched out his right hand and lifted Liu Lin up in the air.

"The Dongqian pariah you are talking about is my daddy!"

"you……"

Click...

The sound of bones breaking was heard, and Liu Lin drooped his head, lifeless.

thump……

Yun Zhixia threw away Liu Lin's body, turned around and was about to walk somewhere else, but stopped, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

Seeing that she didn't leave, Shang Jue asked, "Why don't you leave?"

"Because the one seeking death is here!"

As soon as Yun Zhixia finished speaking, countless men in black came running from all directions.

She paid no attention to the man in black, and turned her gaze to a cultivator in a white robe and white hair.

Behind him followed more than twenty white-robed cultivators, and they looked at Yun Zhixia with cold eyes.

"You monster, you dare to kill someone from my sect! Prepare to die!"

The white-haired cultivator waved his sleeves, and the cultivators behind him drew their swords and surrounded Yun Zhixia.

Yun Zhixia was not afraid at all. After calming down, she looked at the styles of everyone's robes, her eyes flickering as if she remembered something.

"Are you from the Floating Cloud Sect? The Floating Cloud Sect hasn't been destroyed yet?"

"How dare you curse my Floating Cloud Sect! Go, kill her."

The white-haired cultivator roared, put his hands behind his back, and looked defiant.

"stop!"

A cold voice sounded, and everyone looked and saw a group of purple guards flying over and blocking Yun Zhixia.

Zi Ling was still wearing purple and gold clothes, with her hair half tied behind her, and she flew over with the Xuanling Spear in her hand.

"Who dares to hurt me, Tiantian?!"

The white-haired old man looked at Zi Ling for a few seconds, especially when he saw the soul-catching bell pinned in her hair, he cursed angrily.

"Monster, where did the soul-catching bell on your head come from?!"

Zi Ling touched the soul-catching bell on her head and rushed forward without saying a word.

"Want to know? Go ask the King of Hell!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The war was about to break out, the Purple Guards and the men in black started fighting. Shang Jue was stunned for a moment, then joined the battlefield.

Shang Jue took out a whistle, put it to his lips and blew it. Strange sounds rang out, and the poisonous creatures in the forest were summoned and all crawled over.

“It’s poisonous!”

"Go away!"

The men in black did not dodge and were bitten by poisonous spiders, centipedes and other poisonous creatures. Their faces turned black instantly, and they fell to the ground with black blood spitting out of their mouths.

I'll kill you while you're sick!

The already extremely powerful Purple Guards became more and more courageous as the battle went on, and soon the men in black were defeated one after another.

As for Zi Ling, she challenged a cultivator directly, wielding the Xuanling Spear in her hand with great vigor.

The Xuanling Spear and Zi Ling are in tune with each other, and can achieve the state of unity between man and spear.

The immortal cultivator who was only at the Qi Refining stage was obviously no match for her, and the Xuanling Spear directly pierced the throat of the immortal cultivator in front of her.

"Uh……"

The cultivator who was stabbed had no time to resist. His head tilted and he stopped breathing.

"Come again, trash!"

Zi Ling kicked the cultivator away and rushed towards the others.

When Leng Jinye and Bai Chen arrived, they saw Zi Ling killing everyone in her domineering manner.

Bai Chen stood not far away, his eyes obsessed with Zi Ling's cold and domineering look.

The blood splashed on Zi Ling's face, which not only did not reduce her beauty in the slightest, but also added a bit of bloodthirsty and enchanting charm.

Bai Chen had never seen Zi Ling like this. He covered his chest and felt his heart beating violently. He felt dazed.

Unlike Bai Chen, Leng Jinye saw Yun Zhixia surrounded by cultivators at first sight.

Facing the siege of the crowd, Yun Zhixia half floated in the air, his hands constantly forming seals, and a green barrier attacked the crowd.

"Hide!"

"quick……"

"Uh……"

The immortal cultivators felt the terrifying power hidden in the green barrier. No one dared to resist it, and they all retreated to avoid it.

But they are simply doing useless work!

The green barrier enveloped more than a dozen immortal cultivators at an extremely fast speed.

The next second, in front of everyone's horrified gaze, more than a dozen immortal cultivators wailed and exploded one after another. The broken limbs and the pungent smell of blood stimulated the sense of smell and vision of everyone present.

Leng Jinye looked up at Yun Zhixia in mid-air, and a hint of admiration unconsciously flashed in his peach blossom eyes.

He had never seen such a strong girl before!

"Ling'er, I'm here to save you!"

Bai Chen roared and rushed over with the pestle in his hand.

Zi Ling, who was fighting, heard this and her right foot slipped, almost falling down. She looked at the idiot Bai Chen and shouted with gritted teeth.

"Bai Chen!"

"Hey, I'm coming, don't be afraid!"

Bai Chen rushed forward and when the cultivator was not paying attention, he took out a bag of medicine powder and sprinkled it over.

"Ahem, what is this?"

"I developed the Worry-Free Powder!"

"Worry-free powder, uh..."

The cultivator who was hit muttered something and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahaha……"

His laughter was creepy. He laughed until blood started coming out of all his orifices. Finally, he died while laughing so hard.

Zi Ling didn't expect Bai Chen's poison to be so effective, and she couldn't help but look at him differently.

Leng Jinye was not idle either. He turned the purple flute in his hand and gave orders in a cold voice.

"Everyone listen up, kill them!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Leng Feng and others responded to the order and rushed towards the man in black, and surrounded him from the front and back with Ziwei.

The men in black, who were already at a disadvantage, were quickly slaughtered by both sides. Blood flowed on the ground, and the strong smell of blood made the small animals around them hide away.

Soon, only seven or eight cultivators, led by a white-haired old man, were left at the scene.

"Master, what should we do?"

"How dare these mortals go against us!"

"How to do?"

The other immortal cultivators were obviously panicking. They were only at the Qi Refining level. In essence, they were still mortals, and only knew some small magic tricks to bluff people!

Only the white-haired old man whom they called Master Uncle was stronger, having already reached the third level of foundation building.

The white-haired old man was obviously a little flustered. He looked at Yun Zhixia with fear in his eyes.

"You guys go ahead, I'll be your support!"

"Yes, Master Uncle!"

Due to the tyranny of the white-haired old man, the few people had no choice but to go ahead.

Unexpectedly, the white-haired old man was so cunning. He hid at the back, took out the only magic weapon on him, a magic sword, stepped on it and flew on the sword, ready to escape.