Just halfway through the road, they met a person, and the appearance of that person was like a sudden black shadow, breaking the tranquility around them.

He was wearing a tight black dress, like a ghost in the night. He had an old ginseng on the corner of his mouth. The ginseng was slender and golden in color, and obviously had a great time.

He stood there with a smile, with his hands behind his back, with a tall and heroic figure, and had an extraordinary temperament. However, the evil aura surrounding him was too strong, and it pressed the surrounding air like a substance, making people involuntarily

Feeling palpitations.

"Oh, are so many people coming to give me gifts?" The man in black spoke, his voice low and magnetic, which was undoubtedly Ling Xiao. There was playfulness and joking in his eyes, as if he had already seen everything.

He expected that after the Zhengqi Temple disciple suffered a loss, he would return to Zhengqi Temple to stir up the flames and try to use the power of the master to deal with him. So he deliberately chose to wait on this necessary road, intending to wait for the rabbit.

The man's face suddenly turned pale when he saw Ling Xiao, and a hint of fear and anxiety flashed in his eyes. He knew Ling Xiao's terror, his methods were vicious, and his actions were impermanent.

He would never want to be the first to be the first. If Ling Xiao is caught again, with Ling Xiao's temper and means, he would probably not even know how he died, let alone any "gift" that he could give.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly hid in the crowd, trying to use the cover of the crowd to escape Ling Xiao's sight. He lowered his head and tried to reduce his presence as much as possible, for fear that Ling Xiao would be targeted by him if he accidentally did.

"What gift do we want to fuck you to death!" Suddenly, an angry shout broke through the silence of the scene, as violent as a storm.

A disciple of Zhengqi Hall stepped forward from the dense crowd, his eyes burning with rage, looking straight at Ling Xiao, as if he was about to burn the other party to death. His voice echoed in the empty field, with incompatibility.

Ignored majesty and provocation.

Ling Xiao smiled gently, with both playful and disdainful smile in his smile. He spoke slowly, his voice calm and confident: "Do you want to fight a group or fight one-on-one?" His tone was relaxed, as if he was facing nothing but an insignificant fight.

The game.

The disciple of the Zhengqi Cang became even more angry when he heard this. He almost roared and responded: "If you still need to beat you? You..."

However, before he finished speaking, his body suddenly lightened, and his whole body was lifted out of thin air by an invisible force, his feet off the ground and floating in the air. This scene happened too suddenly, and he didn't even see Ling clearly

How Xiao acted, let alone captured when Ling Xiao came to him quietly.

The man's voice came to an abrupt end at this moment, his face was filled with shock and fear, his eyes widened, as if he had seen something incredible.

The people in the field also calmed down in an instant during this sudden change, and all their eyes focused on Ling Xiao and the disciple of Zhengqi Temple who was raised, and there was a depressing and tense atmosphere in the air.

Ling Xiao shook his head gently, his eyes swept through everyone in the scene, and a complicated emotion flashed in his eyes. He sighed, his voice low and sincere: "I have already said that my fiancée and sister are in Zhengqi Hall, and my friend is also there

, To be honest, I don’t want anything unpleasant to happen with Zhengqitang.”

"The last time I happened was because you were aggressive in the righteous. I retreated again and again, hoping that you could stop at the right time, but you still refused to give up.

If you still push each other so aggressively, I can only force my family and friends to take away, and then destroy this righteous demeanor." Ling Xiao's words were unquestionable and his eyes were as cold as ice.

As if ready to turn all obstacles into powder at any time.

He recalled all the past and felt mixed feelings. Originally, because he didn't know that the people from the Domineering Empire had arrived in this continent, he felt that Ling Bi and others could at least have a relatively safe environment to practice in the Zhengqi Hall.

After all, Zhengqitang, as a great sect, has a profound foundation and abundant resources. But the situation is different now. In the Batian Empire, there are also environments suitable for cultivation, and there are experts such as Liezu and Wenzu who can provide them.

Valuable guidance.

Although the overall strength of the Batian Empire may not be as prominent as Zhengqitang, it will not be too different, especially when there are guidance from experts, the speed and effectiveness of cultivation can often be twice the result with half the effort.

More importantly, there, they can stay away from the right and wrong and disputes of the righteous hall and enjoy a rare tranquility and freedom.

"It's better not to stay in this righteous hall." Ling Xiao's voice was low and firm, and every word seemed to squeeze out from the depths of his heart, full of determination and helplessness. He knew very well that it was not easy to make this decision.

, but in order to protect his family and friends, for their future and happiness, he had to do so.

When the people from Zhengqi Hall heard this, they looked at each other, their faces filled with astonishment and at a loss.

At this time, Ling Xiao stood in front of the crowd, his voice clear and loud, like the first ray of sunshine in the early morning of summer, penetrating the haze in the hearts of everyone present:

"It's better to do this. If you hate me and don't fight me, you won't be angry. I allow you to recommend someone to fight me one-on-one, no matter what the win or loss, the grudges between you will be eliminated. How about it?"

There was an unquestionable firmness in his tone, as if he was ready to face any challenges.

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other, with complex emotions flashing in their eyes. At this moment, the sky in the distance seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, and a calm and powerful voice penetrated the clouds and hit everyone's ears:

"Today, let me fight you!"

As the sound fell, a figure streaked across the sky like a meteor and instantly appeared in front of everyone.

No mistakes, one song, one post, one content, one reading!

He was wearing a white dress and straight figure, like a white crane among the pines, extraordinary. The sunlight shone through the gaps of the leaves and spread on him, placing him with a faint golden light and adding a bit of sacredness and

majesty.

Seeing this person, the disciples of Zhengqi Hall cheered, their voices filled with excitement and admiration: "Bai Yan!"

"It's Senior Brother Bai Yan!" someone shouted excitedly, his eyes flashing with a light of admiration.

"That's great. Brother Bai Yan takes action, Ling Xiao will be defeated!" Another man said confidently, as if he had seen the dawn of victory.

...

Cheers were heard one after another, surging like a tide. Bai Yan's appearance seemed to inject an invisible force into the people of Zhengqi Hall, making them full of expectations and confidence for the upcoming showdown.

Ling Xiao stared at Bai Yan in front of him, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The smile contained the joy of reunion of old friends and a little indifferent to the grudges of the past: "It turned out to be an old friend, but I didn't expect that the Soul-Superior Saint
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