When Immortal Venerable was called off in public

Ask Qing Xianjun when he sweeps across the six worlds with his sword, even the most valiant king of the demon clan is only worthy of looking up at the soil under his feet.

Now being besieged by a crowd of mortals, I have to sigh that good luck makes people fool.

Su Wenqing kept Liu Wangyuan's advice in mind, and never used his soul until the critical moment. Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, he saw how Emperor Wangyuan went out from time to time and came back to refine medicine all night. No matter what his original intention was, this kind of intention He couldn't be let down, so Su Wenqing picked up a bamboo pole standing in the corner, which seemed to be used to open a window, and the Chengwuwei who was the first to rush up was knocked somewhere on the arm by him.

The man originally had a disdainful smile on his face. They have been well-trained since childhood, and a bamboo pole is not enough to fear, and Su Wenqing didn't use much force, but in the next second, the man showed a panicked and unbelievable expression, feeling numb with that With the point as the center, it spread rapidly, and when he reacted, his whole body fell to the ground.

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

how come?Su Wenqing looked weak.

Su Wenqing glanced at Wen Yan, his eyes were clear from ancient times, the difference is that the youthful spirit of the past has gradually sunk under the burden of growing up and gradually weighing on his shoulders, and has condensed into the most stable cornerstone in the lake of mirrors, without mocking during the period Irony, but Wen Yan was stunned to have a feeling of being completely seen through and having nothing to hide.

"The aura of sealing off the city is not something that a spirit can do. You are ungrateful, disregarding right from wrong, abusing formations to reverse yin and yang, and banning souls to quell the grievances of the heavens, but you don't know that those grievances are not as good as Ah Li's grievances." Deep." Su Wenqing said softly, indifferently watching Wen Yan's face change dramatically, suddenly ugly.

Luo Wei almost didn't pretend, A Li was locked underground, only five people knew the inside story, how did Su Wenqing know? !

Wen Yan's voice was completely cold, even tinged with murderous intent, every word: "Catch him!"

Cheng Wuwei swarmed up, Su Wenqing retreated half a step, sideways to avoid the sharp knife that was cut close to his face, and at the same time pulled up the pole, his wrist strength seemed insufficient, but in fact it was not important, once the opponent fell down, he would never be able to leave safely, he Like Jing Hong wandering among a bunch of savages, unscathed while flipping his white clothes, seeing Su Wenqing bring down the last Chengwuwei, Wen Yan's eyes were cold, he drew out the long sword at his waist, and the buzzing sound poured out A little bit of spiritual power and danger indicated that he couldn't get rid of it with just a few clicks.

Can't avoid it?Su Wenqing sighed deeply, thinking that Wen Yan is not an orthodox cultivator after all, a little bit of soul suppression is enough, but the sea of ​​knowledge is silent, and the soul looks like Su Wenqing, with half-closed eyes, indifferent and compassionate , which is covered with a light gilt pattern, with dark purple spells flickering occasionally - a kind of confinement technique that can penetrate deep into the soul, to bind its power.

And there is no one else who can carry out this kind of "in-depth" communication except Liu Wangyuan who is by his side.

Su Wenqing choked, Emperor Zun is...

"I told you not to use it." Liu Wanyuan's deep voice came from his mind.

Wen Yan's sword edge was a little cold, and it came straight to the door!But Su Wenqing was still wondering when Liu Wangyuan cast the spell.

Does Emperor Zun know that he poured his heart and blood into the remnant soul for 30 years, and the bond between them seems to be very deep. Now that Liu Wangyuan dares to imprison the soul, the relationship between the two will be entwined with Su Wenqing's body Together like tendons, there is no clear day.

Obviously, Emperor Wang Yuan committed the crime knowingly.

An even louder buzzing sound came from behind him. The sword intent was long and profound, and the burning speed was extremely fast. Even the surrounding air was slightly diffused, and time seemed to be frozen. He flew out from where he was, with a loud "bang--", his left shoulder was pierced by burning bones, and his whole body was nailed to the wall.

Fen Li drew his sword away, and lingered in front of Wen Yan after he fell, unwilling to leave, as if he was thinking about how to accurately pierce him a second hole.

"Burning skeleton." Su Wenqing called out.

This sword has a strong temper. Although it surrendered to Liu Wangyuan's strength when he first recognized him as the master, he still had the posture of "I can do nothing to the king of heaven". For thousands of years, countless souls have fallen under the sword, and he is the king of a hundred soldiers. In addition to his own master, he also listened to Su Wenqing's words very much.

Fen Ke retreated in front of Su Wenqing, presenting a protective posture. Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of "peeling" the air exploded, and a hole was torn open in time and space. It was tied on the side of the waist, and the body was clean, but the upper inch of the wrist was covered with blood, and then spread to the entire palm. Su Wenqing was startled, and when he looked down, he found that Liu Zhuyuan was carrying a bloody thing. , seems to be some kind of weird body veins, because it is fresh enough, the part closest to the heart is still beating gently.

Although Emperor Wang Yuan did not stick to trifles, he also loved to be clean, such haste was obviously caused by Su Wenqing's fascination, which caused the restraint to wake him up, and rushed all the way here in a hurry.

"Emperor..." Su Wenqing showed worry on his face, "Don't do anything reckless." Karma reincarnates, no matter how small the cause may be, under some kind of promotion, it will become the fruit that will defeat the army in the future.

Liu Huangyuan killed people like a river thousands of years ago, and the most annoying thing is that others talk about his cause and effect, but at this moment, he asks for an explanation in a warm voice: "This dragon made a sneak attack during my Nascent Soul stage, and it crippled my arm. I said that back then. , I’m sure it’s going to be cramped when I meet it again.”

Su Wenqing nodded, and then he was relieved.

The room was full of shock, after all, mortals have never seen such an unimaginable thing like tearing apart the space.

Liu Juyuan cleaned up the blood stains on his body with a pinch trick, put away Jiao's tendons, and walked slowly towards Wen Yan, who had lost a lot of blood and was dying.

Luo Wei couldn't pretend anymore, and Luo Xing rushed up to stop Liu Wangyuan, but he bounced away lightly like being thrown dust.

Liu Juyuan didn't kill Wen Yan, he just bent down and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I promised Ah Li one thing, so it's not time for you to think about everything, this kind of punishment is for you. It's too soft to speak." As he spoke, a white light condensed from his fingertips and rushed into Wen Yan's head, the man's eyes widened in vain, and he passed out quickly.

Liu Wangyuan went forward and grabbed the waist of the hostel, stared at the red ears of the other party for a few seconds, satisfied, and then led him away against the wind.

Su Wenqing couldn't bear the magic weapon that shrank directly into the ground, but if it was just an increase in speed, it could be tolerated, let alone with Emperor Wangyuan escorting him. Since his body recovered a little, he didn't feel too uncomfortable.

In the middle of the journey, Su Wenqing fell down a little and Liu Wangyuan hugged him up, with a serious look on his face, as much as an upright gentleman, Fen Kefei followed all the way by his side, that is, he couldn't speak, otherwise he would have to take risks. He mocked Emperor Wang Yuan a few words.

Obviously he has never been emotional, but he is self-taught when it comes to hooliganism.