Medicinal Immortal

The evil gaze fell on Tangning, a dim light flashed across, and he smiled unkindly: "Little beauty, as long as you obediently obey me and the little ghosts by your side, I can keep them forever. ."

"presumptuous!"

Tang Jinqian and Tang Yihuan understood the meaning of his words, and almost screamed out without thinking, staring coldly at the leader.

This person dared to be so disrespectful to the young master and to say such unbearable words, it was simply presumptuous! Such a person has no other end but to kill!

"Sneez! How many little devil heads dare to shout at me? How courageous." The leader sneered, and glanced contemptuously at the two of them. His eyes fell on the beautiful woman who was still sitting by the fire. Body: "Little Beauty, what do you think?"

Tang Ning chuckled lightly, and said, "You have a lot of courage, but you don't have the ability." As soon as the voice fell, the fire-stirring stick in her hand flew out with a scream, and it shot at the headed person like lightning. , A stick passed through his body, broke his dantian, and instantly took his life.

"Ok!"

The man snorted, his body stood there stiffly, his eyes widened and he fell straight down until he died, and he didn't understand why he died?

"head!"

The sudden upheaval made the casual practitioners pale in shock. They exclaimed, and instinctively pulled out their weapons: "Kill them!"

I don't know anyone who yelled, and saw the casual repairers approaching, all sharp swords slashing at several people. Tang Jinqian followed Tang Ning's words, and the three besieged one, but for the first time he killed, the hands of the younger ones were still a little trembling with the sword. There were a few times when they had the opportunity, but they couldn't cut it down.

While dealing with those people, Tangning also focused on the six people. When she saw that Tang Feipeng was holding the sword and did not dare to kill, she kicked one person and then came to him, grabbed his hand and taught him to wave Out of a sword.

"call out!"

With a sword slashed out, a cultivator who was stabbed in the thigh and crouched down with pain flew out all over his head. The blood splashed on Tang Feipeng and made him forget to react.

"I, I killed..."

"If you don't kill him, he will kill you, and what you kill is a bad person." Tangning's voice faintly sounded in his ears, slamming into his young heart.

Released his hand, Tangning kicked a monk who stabbed Tang Jing, kicked the man to the ground and stepped on him, then looked at Tang Jing and said lightly, "Kill him!"

"I, I..." Tang Jing's voice also trembled, but she did not dare to stab her with the sword.

"Kill him!" Tangning's voice came out again, a little colder.

Perhaps she could hear the coldness in Tangning's voice. Tang Jing held the sword in both hands and shouted and pierced the heart of the person on the ground: "Ah!" In her yelling, the person overflowed with blood, and her body twitched. Then he died.

"Little Ru!" Tang Jinqian yelled, and saw Tang Yiru raising the sword to stab the monk from behind, but she was short, and the sword was also stabbed to the wrong side. After being injured, the monk turned and held the sword and cut at her. Down.

"Go to hell! Um..." The sword had not been cut yet, and Tangning who had come to the side somehow had already kicked it out, hitting the fire, and the whole person was burnt.

"Ah... it's hot... hiss!" He rolled on the ground and cried out in pain, but was pierced by Tang Yiwei who ran forward...