Refusing to work overtime for the teacher

The spiritual power rolled into a strong wind, stirring all over the sky.The sword energy exploded the yellow sand, and the light of the sword dazzled everywhere.All that resounded in the mountains was the sound of fighting.

Far away among the clouds, on the small boat, the cloud turtle rises to a higher place with four legs, and turns into its original behemoth appearance.Xie Ling clasped the window lattice tightly with her fingers, stared at the battle situation at the foot of the mountain, and said in a deep voice: "They are at war, and the suzerain is facing the person who is the master of the Yaotai Realm?"

"It looks like it should be, but the suzerain is probably not his opponent." Xiao Xun was beside Xie Ling, reached out to touch his fingers, and then held his whole hand.

"Why didn't I see your senior brother?" Xiao Xun scanned every fighting place down the mountain, his words were puzzled.

"He may be hiding behind." Xie Ling's answer revealed great uncertainty.

"That's not like his style." Xiao Xun laughed, and immediately changed the subject: "Nobody comes to the Tantric sect. Although the top practitioners are all practicing in the human world, Xie Xiaoling... I don't like this battle. You know, once the number is enough, ants can lift elephants, and mayflies can shake trees.”

Xie Ling didn't have such an idea, his expression became more and more dignified, and turned into a sigh: "The current number is too large to overflow, far more than lifting elephants and shaking trees, they can kill elephants and lift trees."

All wars are generally similar, whether it is between sects or sects, or between countries, regions and regions.There are too many people from these sects, even if they surround them, they can surround them to death, as long as they don't care about sacrifices.

Those who want to come to give orders don't care about sacrifice.

"In this way, it's even more important to go." Xie Ling withdrew his hand from Xiao Xun's, and took a sword from the mustard space.

He is a dead person, but he survived in the body of Mr. Xuesheng, and he accepted his love, so he should repay his kindness.

"Well, okay, let me go and say hello to them first." Xiao Xun said, and went to the deck after speaking, and slapped the cannon that had been set up earlier.

Spiritual power floated out from the fingertips.

The next moment, the artillery shells blasted towards the mountains and landed on the tail of the army assembled by various sects and factions, and the tail was smashed to pieces with a bang.

The rising gunpowder smoke was like a thick cloud, and in this cloud, the cloud tortoise descended, bringing Xie Ling along with it.

Xie Ling drew out his sword.

The realm of these people hanging at the tail is not very good, some of them are young but extremely talented, presumably they are good seedlings brought out by these sects to "see the world".Xie Ling didn't feel too much intolerance, and killed them one by one.

Xiao Xun rushed to Xie Ling's side.He didn't take out the astrolabe, but he still took a step at a time. In an instant, dozens of people fell to the ground.

If it was said that Xie Ling killed people too quickly before, these people didn't realize it, but at this moment, the crowd disappeared, and they screamed in shock and ran away in all directions.

"These people are so easy to kill, just like you said before, like chopping vegetables." Xiao Xun shook his head and said, "It's really boring."

"They will return to defense in a while." Xie Ling said.

No one of these low-level people dared to take the initiative to step forward, so Xie Ling and Xiao Xun simply stopped.Yungui was not like these two people, it was still facing forward, directly sweeping people down with its huge body.

If the battle situation is divided into two parts, this part seems a bit ridiculous.

As Xie Ling expected, after about ten breaths, someone was transferred from the front.

The first one approached was a person from the Yaotai Realm, who was in the Upper Realm of Youtian, wearing a dark silver Taoist robe and holding a piano in his hand.If Xie Fengxuan was present, he would definitely feel familiar.

Three years ago, this person also went to the Donghua Banquet.

He stopped when he was two or three feet away, looked at Xie Ling and said, "So it's Mr. Xuesheng." Then he turned his gaze to Xiao Xun, and looked him up and down: "You must be Xiao Xun."

As soon as these words came out, there were whispers in the crowd: "Xiao Xun? Xiao Xun, the chief culprit of the Yin Ruins?"

"Such thieves, how can we not get rid of them!"

The expressions of the people who were originally panicked and scared changed, revealing a look of disgust, and slowly stepped forward with the weapons in their hands, and some even threw hidden weapons at Xiao Xun.They gradually gathered behind the Yaotai Realm disciple holding the piano, as if they had got the backbone.The other team, You Tianjing, who was also transferred from the front line, stood beside him.

The piano player exchanged glances with them, took a step forward, and said to Xiao Xun, "We will be your opponents."

Xiao Xun slightly raised the corners of his lips: "Have courage."

The piano holder shook his head: "It's not that I have the guts, but I know very well that your greatest reliance is the resentment in your body. This is the way of the world, do you dare to release your resentment here? Even if you dare, Mr. Xuesheng will Make you do that?"

"As for Mr. Xuesheng..." the piano holder stretched out his hand towards another place.He also laughed, with a flamboyant smile: "Just take care of them."

Following his finger, one cloud boat after another rushed out of the mountain forest, pouring out people like beans.

They are all ordinary people, ordinary people without any spiritual power.

They were men and women, old and young, with yellow and thin faces and ragged clothes. They were shivering in the cold wind, but the more they trembled, the more they grasped the hoes, sickles, sticks and other things in their hands.

The smile on Xiao Xun's face faded.

The piano holder pointed to Xie Ling and Xiao Xun, facing the ordinary people, and his smile became kind: "Everyone, these two god-like figures are the ones who caused you to be homeless, hungry, and naked." people."

Turning his gaze to Xie Ling again, his tone was gentle and polite: "Mr. Xuesheng, these are people who should have lived in peace in Qingshan, but because of you, they have become homeless." Ling nodded.

Xie Ling raised his jaw.

The man put his hands on the strings: "The introduction is over, let's start."

"Anyway, the family is gone. Anyway, I can't survive this winter. It's better to die with him! Kill! Kill them!"

Someone among the refugees yelled loudly, and almost everyone raised their weapons.

"Kill! Kill them!"

"It's a big deal and we all die together!"

The refugees rushed towards Xie Ling.

Time slowed down extremely at this moment, Xie Ling clearly saw their resentful expressions, wide-eyed eyes, and heard them shouting at the top of their lungs.Many thoughts ran through his mind, he tightened the hilt of the sword again and again, his hand seemed to be pressed by a heavy stone, and it was difficult to lift it.

This moment was extremely fast, before he could blink, he saw a bone fan inlaid with sky-filling sand falling from the sky, slamming into the ground, blocking between him and the group of refugees.

The steps of the refugees were stopped, and a shout came from above, "Cheng Jia, how dare you!"

Looking up, it was a group of pretty women in dresses.The leader, dressed in pink, glared at the piano holder in the Yaotai Realm, and she was the one who spoke just now.

Xie Ling recognized this woman in pink, Ye Wanxing, the lord of Qingwu Mountain. Three years ago at the Donghua Banquet, the elder of Qingwu Mountain intended to propose marriage to Lord Xuesheng on her behalf.

"Mr. Xuesheng, Qingwu Mountain is here to help!" Ye Wanxing cupped his hands at Xie Ling in mid-air, "Fellow Taoists from the Pinghu Sword Sect will arrive soon, please hold on to Mr. Xuesheng and fellow Taoists of the Human World. "

The violin holder named "Cheng Jia" looked up and shook his head, with a sneer in his eyes: "Ye Wanxing... Lord Ye Shan is really obsessed with obsession."

"Stubborn?" Ye Wanxing landed beside Xie Ling, raising his hand to call back his bone fan.The Qingwu Mountain disciples who came with her lined up aside, completely blocking those refugees.

Cheng Jia looked at Ye Wanxing and suddenly realized: "Lord Ye Shan likes Mr. Xuesheng very much. It seems that the marriage of that year has been settled."

These words made Ye Wanxing's cheeks blush, and he scolded angrily: "Don't talk empty words... I don't like who I like, who I don't like, I don't allow you to talk about it here!"

"Oh?" Cheng Jia lowered his head and gestured "please" to Ye Wanxing, "In that case, then Master Ye, please go ahead."

Ye Wanxing raised his fan immediately.

Xie Ling pressed her shoulders, and said in a low voice: "Thank you, Master Ye Shan, for your kindness, but please lead all the disciples back, Master Ye Shan, the situation here..."

He wanted to say that he was going to die if he came, there was really no need for it, but before he finished speaking, Ye Wanxing shook his head and retorted: "Yes, they are many people, and they are so insidious, but if we don't fight, how will we know the ending? ?”

Xie Ling sighed in his heart, secretly thinking that he couldn't persuade him to go back, and changed his words, "Then please ask Master Ye and everyone to take care of these innocent people, lest they be used by evil people."

Ye Wanxing nodded and said yes, and was about to turn around to give orders, when he suddenly saw the group of refugees rioting, shouting words of rushing to kill, and waving hoes, sickles, sticks, etc. at Qingwu Mountain.

The light of spiritual power exploded from their hands—these weapons were actually engraved with runes!

Several girls didn't have time to react, their arms were cut off, and even their heads were hit, and they died directly.

"You guys! How could you..." Ye Wanxing's eyes turned red, and he stared at Cheng Jia again.

In an instant, the refugees broke through the obstruction of the disciples of Qingwu Mountain and rushed towards Xie Ling.

Xiao Xun pushed Xie Ling behind him, and said in a low voice, "I'll handle it."

As soon as the words fell, the black mist lingering around Xiao Xun's body was thickened several times, condensed into strands, and pierced towards the refugees who were running like arrows.

The mist arrow pierced through the heart, and the dozen or so people in front died immediately, falling down like wooden stakes.All this happened so quickly, when the people behind saw them, their hearts and strength were lost, they roared in panic, turned and fled.

Xiao Xun didn't chase after them, and didn't continue to deal with them with resentment, but turned his attention to Cheng Jia.

"Next, it's your turn." Xiao Xun smiled at Cheng Jia and the others.

He restrained all the grievances in his body, except for the thin layer that Xie Ling usually sees, his eyes are slightly curved, his silver hair is better than frost and snow, and his red clothes are like a fire, rising and falling in mid-air.

Xie Ling's eyelids twitched.

In the next breath, something happened.

However, in the cold mountains and fields in winter, black shadows climb out one after another from the crevices of rocks, grass clippings, and branches, like yarn floating up, slowly and quickly gathering into a substantial shape.

They vary in size, but they all have horns on their heads and tails on their backs. Some float in the air, some crawl on all fours, and some stand upright.

Xie Ling recognized these things——

"Demon? Why are there so many monsters suddenly?"

"There are also Wraiths! These flying ones are Wraiths!"

"This place is going to become a ruin too? Are you going to die here!"

The crowd screamed one after another, some fled, and some sacrificed their moves.

These shadows seem to have the same purpose.They ignored the cultivators who were yelling, frowning in disgust, or full of hatred, and walked towards Xiao Xun one after another.

Seeing this scene, the cultivators stopped their movements by coincidence, stared at these monsters and wraiths, watched them walk to a distance of Xiao Xun, and knelt down on the ground.

At this moment, Shino's voice disappeared.

Xiao Xun froze where he was, and then looked at Xie Ling with panicked eyes: "I..."

Xie Ling ruthlessly suppressed the premonition in his heart and the terrifying thoughts in his mind, and stretched out his hand towards Xiao Xun.He wanted to comfort Xiao Xun not to panic, but Cheng Jia on the opposite side suddenly smiled ferociously: "This time, I didn't actually come to kill you, but you came here yourself."

Cheng Jia took a step back, gestured the crowd to disperse, and raised his arms towards the location of the human army, and shouted: "Human Tao, do you want to continue to protect these traitors?"

Then he turned his face to look at Xie Ling, pointed at Xiao Xun and asked Xie Ling: "Mr. Xue Sheng, do you want to continue to protect these traitors?"

Cheng Jia's expression could be described as rampant.

Xie Ling ignored it and only looked at Xiao Xun.

Xiao Xun lowered his eyes and locked Xie Ling's extended hand with his peripheral vision.

Time is no longer fast or slow, as if it has stopped, the wind blows from nowhere, turns low and high, and presses down the blood-stained grass.

Xiao Xun's eyes flickered, and Xie Ling's hand also flickered in his sight.After a long time, he stretched his brows and smiled lowly: "Master, I may be hunted down by people all over the world again."

"Not afraid." Xie Ling grabbed Xiao Xun's hand.

"I'm not afraid, when have I been afraid?" Xiao Xun said, "But I..."

He couldn't continue, he held Xie Ling's hand tightly for a moment, then took it away and hung it back to his side.

"Xiao Xun..." Xie Ling shouted.

Xiao Xun smiled at him, stepped back half a step, and looked around.His gaze swept over the shadows and practitioners one by one, and finally stopped on several high-level monsters and wraiths.

"You kneel down to me, meaning to obey my orders?" Xiao Xun asked.

The thing being asked crawled lower, as if responding silently.

After a few breaths, Xiao Xun changed into his usual lazy expression, raised his hand and waved it out, saying, "Kill all these people."

The monsters and wraiths acted immediately, and all the practitioners also counterattacked.

There was another killing sound in the mountains, Xiao Xun turned to look back at Xie Ling.

Xie Lingsu was dressed in white, with the wooden hairpin he had cut a few days ago stuck in his hair, and the small hooks between his brows were furrowed, not for reprimand, but for worry.

Xiao Xun fixed his gaze on Xie Ling. The sword that Xie Ling gave him before appeared silently in his hand. The sword was three feet long and as bright as frost and snow.

"Master." Xiao Xun called him.

Before the sound fell, the hand was raised suddenly, and the sword stabbed at Xie Ling.