As for the title of Shaozhu, he thought it over and over again. The merchant servant is one of the six servants of duanshen. Ye Lingfeng inherited the mantle of duanshen, but now he only lights up the seven stars, and he is not qualified to become a God, so he is only a little master.

How to fight? Half saint and soul? Ye Lingfeng took a breath of cold air. Although he felt that Ji Tian was asking about the cultivation of the afterlife, he still didn't expect that this person had such a history. But at this time, there was a sudden wind on the astrolabe, which raised the corner of Xiaobai's dress like snow, revealing a section of lotus arm that bullied frost and snow.

However, although the lotus arm is as crystal clear as jade, on the surface, it is covered with many scarlet scars.

The scars, as red as blood dripping, set off against the snow-white skin, are dazzling.

The bright color of blood, it is obvious that these scars should be left in the near future, and they are like the marks of being whipped.

This one eye once swept, leaf Ling breeze blood gas billows but move, in the eye kill machine instantaneous strong to the point that can't be compounded.

In his eyes, there is no difference between Xiaobai and his own sister.

Hold in the palm, careful care of sister, was hurt to such a degree, how can ye Lingfeng endure?

"Don't say that he is just a product of half saint's reincarnation, even if he is the son of the will of the starry sky, so what? He has hurt the people that ye Lingfeng cares about. Waiting for him is a dead end!" Cold chide, ye Lingfeng suddenly a foot, reincarnation sword suddenly appeared under the body, holding him, like a lightning, to the mid air.

Although Ye Lingfeng's figure is already in the air, his every word is like a roaring thunder, echoing in old Feng's ear.

Don't say that he is only the product of semi Holy Spirit, even if he is the son of the will of the starry sky, so what?

As long as I hurt the people Ye Lingfeng care about, waiting for him, there is only a dead end!

All these words made old Feng shudder. He could not help but have a confused look of vision in his eyes. He murmured like he didn't realize it: "God, I'm sorry to see you. I'm a merchant servant. I can finally see the style and hegemony of the Lord again!"

Not only is the wind old, Mingshan also trembles, blood is boiling in the meridians, eyes in the war.

No matter he is vulgar or immortal, or the will of the starry sky, as long as you dare to hurt what I care about, then fight! This is the spirit of Pan nationality!

The monk on the fallen light star didn't know what happened. He sensed that I had come to the star, and didn't come out to meet him as soon as possible!

At the same time, Ji Tian in the sky didn't know the danger was approaching. On the contrary, he frowned and showed his anger.

However, when the corner of his eyes came to Xiaobai, his anger turned better, and he was more proud and expectant.

I have to say that the taste of ghost mother is really very different from those coquettish and cheap people! Looking at Xiaobai's face, Ji Tiandu can't help recalling what happened these days. After he told Yang Tianshu about the existence of hedaohua in Qingheng star, which can help monks transform the avenue into a cost source, Yang Tianshu rushed to Qingheng star, and he brought Xiaobai to the fallen star.

And taking advantage of this opportunity, he took out some unique creation, severely whipped and cleaned up Xiaobai.

When each whip came down, Xiaobai trembled. Although there were tears in his eyes, he was still so stubborn that he didn't even cry for pain. Then he felt that there was a flame burning in his heart. He wanted to torture Xiaobai with all his strength to make her cry for pain.

Wait until the death of the light star, when the time comes, let the people of Yao Zong arrange a quiet room, see when you can't clean up this little bitch!

Since you are not afraid of pain, pain can't make you sound; then try another way to make you sound!

Thinking of this, Ji Tiandu's mind suddenly emerged some beautiful ideas, and his smile became more and more ferocious.

What's that? When I think of this place, Ji Tiandu suddenly feels that there is a sharp figure approaching.

"It seems that the monks of Yaozong don't know etiquette at all. They still know how to send someone to meet them, but only one person is sent to meet them. It's a little too small. It seems that when they come, they should give some color to this sect to let them know that Kunlun's reputation is not due to the strong wind..." Seeing the figure approaching, Ji Tiandu suddenly showed a smile of satisfaction.

But as the figure approached, his heart suddenly jumped and he felt uneasy.

Because at the moment, he suddenly felt a strong killing from that figure. The strong killing was just like the cold wind blowing all over his body, which made him have a terrible feeling that he had never experienced before.

At the same time, Xiaobai's eyes were dim and dull, but suddenly a light appeared.

The light, with shock and surprise, and doubts, did not understand why he was suddenly excited.

"Who's here? How dare you bump into my Kunlun friar?" As the figure gets closer and closer, Ji Tiandu feels more and more bad. He finally judges that a person is not a friend but an enemy. His mana runs around him. When he is ready to fight, he cheers out.Although he was frightened, according to Ji Tiandu's idea, the fallen star was just a second-class star field. Even if the visitors really thought ill of him, as long as they heard the words "Kunlun" with strong deterrent power, they would bow down to the throne obediently.

"The man who sent you on the road!" Ye Lingfeng a big drink, in the air then Shi liudaoquan second style killing, frightening killing with blood, such as rolling frenzy, unstoppable toward jitiandu surging.

"To die!" This words to the ear, jitiandu face suddenly a cold. Although he didn't understand why the other party would come to him, he could feel that the killing intention was not disguised, nor could he drink it back in a few words.

The voice falls, he backhand push, a strong Jinge attack breath suddenly out, toward Ye Lingfeng release of the murderous fist intention to kill heavily, to defeat Ye Lingfeng's offensive with the majestic battle.

Boom! The intention of killing life blows into the air of the road and the road, and the roar starts. At the same time, Guanghua almost submerges Ye Lingfeng. As if the next moment, he will turn into a rain of blood and bone, dissipate the void.

But strangely, after the light scattered all over the sky, Ji Tiandu was surprised to see that ye Lingfeng still stood there.

"Also Each... " At the same time, Xiaobai unconsciously opens his mouth, such as sending out fuzzy syllables, or calling brother Ye!

Xiaobai still remember me! Her consciousness has not completely disappeared, there is still a trace of existence!