Dismantling CP expert [Quick Transmigration]

The few people walked for a short distance, and suddenly the road turned around, and there was an openness in front of them.At this time, the fog dissipated, and one could clearly see an old man in a blue robe floating above the clearing, surrounded by monks.

"I would like to advise you to go back wherever you came from, I don't want to do more evil." The old man in Tsing Yi said lightly.

The man who was clamoring to join the battle earlier shouted, "Pei Zeng, you are an orthodox monk, but because of a little setback, you ran here to join the monsters, and you were sent by the monsters, and now you are talking big, bah—" The man spat, "Get out of the way, spare your dog's life!"

The old man in Tsing Yi smiled instead of anger, "Since I'm rushing to die, I'm not welcome." The old man's body was suddenly filled with black mist.

"Huh? Pei Zeng has fallen into a demon!"

The old man took a sword casually, and a magnificent sword light struck towards the man.

The man knew he couldn't catch it, so he quickly dodged to the side, but he didn't know that the sword energy was so overbearing, the few people behind the man who had no time to dodge turned into dead souls under the sword in an instant, and a big hole was chopped out on the ground.

Li Mingming covered his mouth and tried not to cry out.

Killing others in vain, but the old man didn't care at all, and it was another sword that was wrapped in thunder against the man.

"Old man dare to listen!" The man was anxious, and he stabbed out with a Fang Tian painted halberd.

The big man instantly became two bloody halves, and the old man held the tip of the painting halberd and gently threw it aside, "Is there still something to fight?"

"Me!" The one who spoke was standing with that man in front of the battle, presumably they were fellow students or friends.

"There's something else." Another boy in white came out of the crowd.

"There are quite a few people who are overconfident." The old man smiled slightly, "Is there any more? Let's take a piece."

The lady with the big ax beside Li Mingming jumped out and said angrily, "What are you pretending to be a big-tailed eagle? Count me in!"

The fat man beside her rushed to pull her, but was thrown away.

This lady with a big ax didn't even say hello, she just hit the ax when she went up.

The other two followed suit.

The fat man next to Li Mingming said, "Cough, cough, isn't this courting death?"

The three of them can be regarded as obedient and cunning, they don't stick to each other, they roam around, flying up and down, stabbing a sword and chopping an ax when they find an opportunity.

While swinging the sword, the old man took out a gleaming silver glove from his pocket and put it on.

The fat man was furious, and while flying towards his wife, he shouted, "Get out of the way!"

The old man's arm suddenly stretched, he grabbed the boy in white and threw him on the ground. The boy's whole body turned black, and he turned into white bones in an instant.

Backhanded to copy that lady again.

This time Li Mingming couldn't bear it anymore, "Ah—" cried out.

Yan Chixia also flew over.

The fat man snatched up to his wife, and only had time to fight with the mace, but the big hand was very nimble. It circled around the mace, grabbed the fat man's neck, and threw it casually, and the fat man was thrown on the ground like a broken bag. on the ground.

"Fatty--Lang Jun--" the lady had tears in her beautiful eyes, "You wait for me!" After saying that, she threw the giant ax in her hand at the old man, and also rushed over. The old man raised his hand and swung the ax away, and the lady was In front of the old man.

"Oh!"

Everyone who was close was overturned by the air wave, and there was a big hole in the ground, and the rain of flesh and blood fell all over the sky.

She exposed herself.

The old man did not "die together" as she thought, but was forced to withdraw his sword and twirled in the air.

"I don't know how to flatter you!" The old man was surrounded by strong winds, and the black mist became thicker, "If that's the case, it's fine."

Yan Chixia was overturned by the blast just now and landed near Li Mingming.

Li Mingming pulled him up, "Go!"

The disparity in strength is too great, it would be a death if they got together!

The old man swung his sword energy past, flying sand and rocks, the air wave seemed to have a shape and quality, touching it would kill you, and touching it would kill you.

This was a one-sided massacre, and it seemed that he didn't want to keep alive.

At first it was Li Mingming who was pulling Yan Chixia, but now it was Yan Chixia who was pulling Li Mingming up and down to dodge.

"Go back to the path just now!" Li Mingming shouted.

However, Li Mingming found in despair that those small paths were gone, and his people were like being in an opaque glass cover, unable to get out or escape.

"The old man set up a barrier," Yan Chixia said.

More and more monks were swept away by the sword energy or grabbed by big hands. There were bloody corpses and dense bones on the ground.

"Swipe" and "Swipe" two sword qi, cornered Li Mingming, Yan Chixia and the other three monks, and they could not retreat this time.

When a person is about to die, what Li Mingming thinks of is, "I don't know how I will die once?"

"Fight!" Yan Chixia gritted her teeth and raised her sword.

Suddenly, a gust of warm air eliminated the cold sword energy.

"You fell into the devil's way for revenge. Your son is innocent, but aren't those people you killed innocently?"

An old man with gray hair, haggard face and rumpled clothes came up from the path, holding a broken sword in his hand.

The barrier was broken at some point.

"They just came to take revenge!" The old man in Tsing Yi snorted coldly, "Brother, are you here to clean up the house?"

The old man in quail clothes stared at the old man in blue, "A Chong, are you really obsessed with it?"

The old man in Tsing Yi was silent for a moment, and raised the corners of his mouth, "Brother, you are not my opponent now, because of your 'A Chong' just now, I won't kill you, you go!"

The old man in quail clothes closed his eyes slightly, opened them again, raised his broken sword in his hand, stabbed at the old man in green clothes, and shouted at Li Mingming and the others, "Stand back, all of you!"

Yan Chixia, Li Mingming and the remaining three or five people obeyed orders and retreated far away.

The old man in Tsing Yi dodges, "Brother, your skill has regressed again. I think your lifespan is not long, right? No wonder you came to look for that grass." After finishing speaking, he sent out a sword in a leisurely manner.

"You are strong on the outside but capable on the inside, and your sword energy is domineering and vain. You have completely deviated from the Dao, and your 200 years of practice have been ruined. Don't you regret it?"

"Hahaha... Regret? Why should I regret it?"

The two of them were not congenial, and there was no extra words, but the sword moves became more and more swift.

Li Mingming's eyesight can't see anything at all, but Yan Chixia is stunned. This is the power of the times!

Yan Chixia has never seen her master fight with others before, and the senior brothers competed with each other and killed monsters before. It is completely incomparable to compete with this kind of power.Yan Chixia finally understands that there are people beyond people and others.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother!" The old man in Tsing Yi had already gained the upper hand, and he stabbed the opponent with the sword.

The old man in quail clothes dodged sideways, but no matter how he dodged it, he pierced into his body with a "poof".

The old man in Tsing Yi was about to draw out his sword, but suddenly found that the sword seemed to grow in the opponent's body, he couldn't help being shocked, and then he saw his heart inserted into a broken sword with rust on the edge.

"Senior brother—" the old man in blue widened his eyes, "In order to kill me, you didn't hesitate to destroy your true essence..."

The old man in quail clothes gently pulled out the sword inserted in his body, "I only do what I have to do." After saying that, he fell from the air to the ground.

At the same time, the old man in Tsing Yi also fell to the ground with a smile that seemed ironic, reassuring, and exhausted, and his body turned into a white bone after a wave of black air dissipated.

Yan Chixia, Li Mingming and others hurried forward.The old man had already sealed the wound himself, and shook his head at the younger monks, "It's okay."

As he spoke, he staggered back and forth.

Li Mingming looked at his instantly white hair and hunched waist, his nose felt sore for a while.

"This senior..." Yan Chixia didn't say anything more.Self-destructing one's true energy is almost the same as committing suicide for a cultivator.