Chapter 1012： Huanxiang Xianzong

"Ahhhh! Your petty temper is really lovely! My little girl, I can tell at a glance that you are no longer a perfect body, and you are still pretending to be pure with me here."

The three red-clothed men sneered coldly, without the slightest worry on their faces.

No way, now Ye Qingchan's cultivation is only in the 9th rank of God Emperor, and he has not yet entered the realm of exaltedness.

And at this level of cultivation, at such an age, it doesn't seem like he came from a famous family.

Besides, with the strength of his Huanxiang Xianzong, Qing Cang couldn't be said to be completely invincible.

However, there are only a few that are worthy of the fear of the three... hundreds of ancient sects, right?

This time he has come to the Saintess of the Huanxiangzong. With the gift of the Saint, who is the younger generation of Qingcang, who doesn't give a little bit of face?

It's not that the saint's combat power is terrifying, it is indeed the countless ministers under the saint's skirt!

Offending the saint is equivalent to offending one, two, three, four... at least eight or nine clan descendants, how many people have such courage?

Don't pretend to be forced at this time, when will you wait?

"It's a disciple of Huanxiang Xianzong."

Many people watching the excitement have already been surrounded by the surrounding crowd.

Only at this time, everyone's eyes were not on Ye Qingchan, but on the three Huanxiangzong disciples, and... there was a hint of sarcasm.

It is normal for these three to not know Ye Qingchan, after all, the latter has just appeared in the world, and his reputation is not obvious.

However, for the many clan Tianjiao who had arrived in Yanya City yesterday, this girl was extremely familiar.

Master Ling Xiao's accompanying maid, the new master of the Ye Clan, Ye Qingchan!

Ling Xiao was born on that day, and she killed the Lord of the Ye Clan and the ancestor of the Heavenly Supreme for this woman. In an instant, the three characters Ye Qingchan resounded through the entire Qingcang realm.

Although, in the eyes of the world now, Gu Chaoci is the forbidden side of Young Master Ling Xiao, but this Ye Qingchan is also beyond the reach of others.

These three things that are neither male nor female, I am afraid it will be cold today.

Hey, I know the identity of Ye Qingchan, so I won't remind you, who told this Huanxiang Xianzong to be evil but not righteous, and to cultivate the way of yin and yang is disgusting.

Although the joyful saint Qiu Yishui has a beautiful face, graceful posture, and skillful skills.

Hey? How do you say it, you feel a bit greedy?

Gan!

"No, Senior Brother Cheng, how do I feel that the way they look at us is a bit wrong?"

"Does this little girl have a little background?"

"Huh! What background? Is it possible that she is the young master of the Ling clan? Hahahahaha."

The three of them glanced at each other, then shook their heads, and saw that the young man surnamed Cheng suddenly stretched out his hand and touched Ye Qingchan's pretty face.

only! !

At this moment, Ye Qingchan's eyes suddenly turned into a faint blue light, and the general trend of the frozen world suddenly fell, sealing the entire space.

In his hand, a Dao Zehan Sword suddenly condensed, and it directly cut off the palm that was reaching him.

"what!!"

Everyone's expressions were taken aback, even the Cheng-surnamed disciple seemed to be a little sluggish, and then he let out a screaming scream.

"You...do you dare to hurt me as a senior brother! Looking for death!!!"

The remaining two looked stunned, and there was a mighty spirit all over their bodies, but before they two took a step, they suddenly felt that time and space were frozen, and there seemed to be a light breeze blowing behind them.

Then, the two only felt a pain in their chests, and there seemed to be a bright smile on the face of the girl in front of them.

Between the world and the earth, the cold is fading away, and it dissipates like winter, and it is warm.

The two lowered their heads, looked at the two palms that pierced their chests, their lips trembled, and after all they could not say a word, they were thrown aside by a huge force.

Only the remaining disciple with the surname surnamed his mouth angrily, his face was already pale when he looked at the figure in black who did not know when he was coming.

"You...who are you?"

Being able to kill the two noble realms so easily, the identity of this young man is bound to be terrifying.

Black clothes, out of dust, unparalleled immortal face!

This mua won't be the young master of the Ling clan, right?

Although there are many rumors about Ling Xiao in the Qing Cang world, it can be summed up as righteousness and integrity, gentle temperament, and immortal beauty.

To be simpler, a handsome character can run through a lifetime.

And Rao is the first time that this Huanxiang Xianzong disciple has seen countless handsome young people, but it is the first time that he has seen such a beautiful face.

For the entire Qing Cang, except for the lesser-born Young Master Xue, it seems that only the Young Master of the Ling Clan has this fairy face, right?

"Guru."

"You dare to touch even my people?"

Ling Xiao's expression was gentle, but the coldness in his eyes had frozen the void, and there were faint signs of breaking.

"Ling... Young Master Ling, I don't know if I wait..."

The young man surnamed Cheng staggered to the ground, quietly crushing the jade symbol in his hand.

Just before he could say anything, he saw that the figure in black had already stepped forward and stood in front of him.

"It's okay! You don't need to know."

When the words fell, Ling Xiao's soles abruptly lifted, and he wanted to step on the young man's head.

"Om!"

At this moment, above the void, there was a piercing hum.

Immediately afterwards, a woman with a rosy skirt and a seductive face fell from the sky and landed in the land of Zhang Xu in front of Ling Xiao.

The light breeze came slowly, raising her blue silk, her body was transparent and cool, and she was set against a piece of snow muscle, which was indeed a bit enchanting and enchanting.

"Young Master Ling!"

Qiu Yishui glanced lightly at the two corpses on the ground, then turned his head and glanced at the young man surnamed Cheng who had already been paralyzed in fright, a smile suddenly appeared on his pretty face.

"Young Master, it is better to give Yishui some face. This matter is mostly a misunderstanding. Please forgive my brother, Yishui is willing to pay any price! As long as the Young Master wants, Yishui is willing to give it."

When the words were over, Qiu Yishui deliberately stood up, his fragrant tongue turned tactfully, and the demon intent was full.

even! !

In its whole body, there seems to be a hint of spiritual brilliance blooming, scented and fragrant, making the population dry.

"His!"

Suddenly, there were shocks on the ancient street, and many ancient Tianjiao's eyes looked at Ling Xiao with a trace of envy.

This is a hint! ! Chi Guoguo's hint! !

I am afraid that as long as Young Master Ling Xiao relaxes a little, this Qiu Yishui will be desperate, doing everything possible, and happy rushing into the sky!

"roll!"

only! !

Just as the screen flickered in front of everyone's eyes, and their bodies were trembling, they heard a sharp applause resounding loudly.

But Qiu Yishui didn't even react, he felt his body lightened and fell ten feet away.

On that enchanting face, five clear palm prints suddenly appeared.

"This…"

Everyone's expressions were stunned, and then Ling Xiao had already stepped out, stamping Cheng's head into a **** ground.

"Guru."

"Young Master Ling Xiao!!"

Qiu Yishui's beautiful eyes shuddered, and he got up and looked at Ling Xiao.

There was obviously resentment on her face at this time, but when she felt the coldness in Ling Xiao's eyes, she felt a chill rising from the bottom of her heart, her delicate body trembled, and she almost urinates on the spot.

"Hahaha, the young master is as fearless as the rumors, Xianyan Wushuang! When I saw today, Yishui Daoxin was a little rippling uncontrollably, I wonder if Yishui is lucky enough to follow the young master?"

Qiu Yishui carefully concealed the coldness in her heart, and her face bloomed with bright light again.