Lin Yifeng covered his chest. Although he insisted, he finally couldn't help it. His throat felt hot and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

After Old Lady Sang showed her strong strength, he realized that even if the seven of them joined forces, there would be no chance of winning. If he continued to refuse, if he angered the old witch, they might all die here.

In fact, the other six people also retreated. Chen Yixiong, who was still aggressive just now, didn't even dare to look at Old Lady Sang directly. The one who usually called the most fiercely was the one who was the weakest in his heart and retreated first.

Lin Yifeng waved his hand and signaled everyone to retreat. Those who know the current affairs are heroes. It would be better to go back and bring reinforcements first.

When the seven people saw the broken sword body on the ground, they dared not speak any more, and they didn't even bother to pick up the sword. When they turned around and fled to the forest in a panic, they saw a tall black-robed old man appeared behind them like a ghost.

Old Mrs. Sang put the clothes in her hand in a rattan basket and stood up from the bamboo chair.

Even when seven monks attacked her just now, she sat firmly on Diaoyutai from beginning to end. But when she saw the old man in black robe appear, she suddenly became uneasy. She recognized the identity of the person. It seemed that Jiuyou Sect was making a big move today.

The seven monks recognized that the old man was the general manager of Ningcuiya and the ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi, one of the four guardians of Jiuyou Sect.

The ghost craftsman looked down at the seven monks, and the seven monks hurriedly saluted him. They were just four generations of disciples, and they were far from Xiao Kaibi, who was a guardian.

"See the Protector!"

The ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi ignored them at all, and his deep eyes were cast on Old Lady Sang: "Grandma Sang, are you okay?"

Old Mrs. Sang smiled, but her smile seemed a little reluctant: "Xiao Da Guardian, I have to ask you for your Hongfu to be barely alive."

First, there were seven fourth-generation disciples, and then the guardian ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi appeared, proving that Jiuyou Sect was really not a joke this time.

Guijian Xiao Kaibi nodded and said, "You must hand over the white fox in the grass house!"

Old Mrs. Sang was stunned. She originally thought that the ghost craftsman was coming to Qin Lang, but she didn't expect that he was targeting Xue Wu. The situation was much more serious than she thought.

Old Mrs. Sang said: "Mr. Xiao doesn't know where this place is?"

Xiao Kaibi said, "Thousand-double Abyss, so what? The white fox has no blood relationship with you. It is not easy for you to cultivate the fifth-grade second-class master level as a fox demon. I can't bear to destroy your thousand-year Taoist practice."

His voice was cold and conceited, as if he had already eaten Old Lady Sang.

Xue Wu, who was hiding in the grass, had blue eyes full of confusion. What does this ghost craftsman mean? Why do you say that he has no blood relationship with his grandma?

Old Mrs. Sang said, "What is your identity and cultivation level, Mr. Xiao, and you are actually unable to get along with a child? I wonder how she offended you?"

"She sneaked into the Academy of All living beings to kill many innocent seekers, swallowed her heart, and damaged her skin. One of her crimes was to sneak into Ningcui Cliff, destroy the tomb of the ancestor's clothes and to disturb the immortal spirits of the ancestor. The second was to destroy Mr. Su's Dharma body and steal the secret treasures of the Jiuyou Sect. The third was to be a serious crime. No matter which one was a sin, it could be violated. If you commit sins by heaven, you would not survive! "

The white fox Xuewu was stuck next to Qin Lang, and her body was trembling with anger. The ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi counted her crimes, but he had never done anything except stealing into the forbidden area. Even if he stole into the forbidden area, he was not because he was chased by the ghost craftsman, and the thief hole had existed for a long time.

Qin Lang naturally knew that she was wronged, so he reached out and stroked the white fox's head to help it calm down.

In Qin Lang's opinion, although the ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi is coming in a fierce manner, he may not be an opponent of Mrs. Sang. After all, the scene of Mrs. Sang using a sewing needle to force the seven monks to retreat were too shocking.

Old Mrs. Sang nodded and said, "What's wrong with wanting to be accused of? She is just a child. I don't believe she will do this. Please trouble Mr. Xiao to go back first. I promise you that when I ask about this, I will go to Jiuyou Sect to explain to Master Yue in person."

"Do you need an explanation?" Xiao Kaibi said coldly.

His eyes swept over the shattered flying sword on the ground, and the debris of the flying sword gathered again, and the seven flying swords slowly rose from the ground, and then floated towards the seven fourth-generation disciples.

Old Mrs. Sang frowned. Today, the ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi appeared and felt an unprecedented sense of oppression. This was completely different from the feeling of last meeting. The last time the ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi was inferior to her.

Although she and the Guijian have not seen each other for twenty years, their practice has improved so much. Is it true that the spiritual practice of the Jiuyou Sect is really so fast? Even a guardian has reached the level of a fifth-grade master? Perhaps even higher.

When the seven fourth-generation disciples saw the flying sword recast, they were both surprised and happy. When they saw the flying sword floating towards them, they tried to reconnect with the flying sword.

Xiao Kaibi said coldly: "Have you forgotten all the oaths made when the sect refining swords?"

The seven disciples changed their expressions. The sword was there, and the sword was destroyed and the person was destroyed! This was the oath they made when they began to practice swords, but no one could give up their lives just because a sword was destroyed.

Suddenly the flying sword accelerated suddenly.

Puff! Puff! Puff—

The sound of the sword blade piercing through the flesh and blood body was constantly, and the seven flying swords unexpectedly pierced into the chests of their respective masters.

Old Mrs. Sang was stunned. She had seen all the vicissitudes of life with her thousands of years of Taoism, but she did not expect that such a thing would happen. The ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi actually killed the disciples of Jiuyou Sect. These are all his fellow disciples.

"You... killed them?"

The flying sword was drawn out from the chests of the seven fourth-generation disciples. The blood-stained flying sword was still floating in the air. The chests of the seven fourth-generation disciples were squirting blood, one after another, and the blood dyed the grass below red.

The ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi said indifferently: "It was you who killed them!"

A stream of air conditioning went up along Old Mrs. Sang's tailbone. She nodded and suddenly shouted: "Let's go! Go to Kunwu Cave!"

The arms were spread out and there was a rumor in my mouth. The two crooked willow trees by the pond were automatically without wind. The green silk ribbons were like long hair dancing. The land at the roots of the willow tree cracked, and the two willow trees broke out from the ground. The roots moved on the ground, like two giants, and they were double-teamed towards the ghost craftsmen. Their speed was not fast, but every time they moved, the roots hit the ground and made a strong vibration.

The ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi sneered and said, "The monster is still a monster after all. The sect leader is kind and leaves Qiandou Abyss for you to live in, but you are actually making it messy!"

Two old willows that became elf waved their thick branches at the same time and attacked the ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibu. The old willow on the left went straight to Xiao Kaibu's head, and the old willow on the right swept across the waist. The branches of the two old willows were as thick as adults' waists, so the attack power should not be underestimated.

The ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi did not start immediately. He clearly saw two old willows hitting his body, but he turned into a wisp of black smoke. The black smoke was slapped away by the old willows and then gathered together in the air to form a shape. His whole body was intact and he was not injured at all.

The ghost craftsman Xiao floated in the air with his hands behind him, and his deep eyes locked the old lady Sang: "I want to see, what else do you have."

Old Mrs. Sang calmly hung up and draped the robe of brown cloth sewn on her body, saying loudly: "When Jiuyou Sect was not established, this mountain was originally called Jiuchong Peak, and the mountain abyss was originally one. Our Sang Fox clan has lived here for generations. You occupied the magpie's nest and forced me to leave Jiuchong Peak, and live in the depths of this mountain abyss that was not visible to the sky. Now we have to kill them. What kind of famous sect is Jiuyou Sect, and what kind of great Taoist immortal sect is?"

Since the ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi took action to kill seven fourth-generation disciples, Mrs. Sang realized that today's matters would be difficult to end well, so she reminded Xue Wu to escape to Kunwu Cave as soon as possible. Now she made a generous complaint, not only because of her unpleasantness, but also to delay time. The longer the delay, the greater the chance of Xue Wu and the others running away.

Qin Lang and Xue Wu have broken out from the back of the grass house. Although Xue Wu is uneasy about her grandmother, she also knows that if she stays, it will not only not help at all, but it will distract her grandmother.

My grandmother had repeatedly explained that if one day she encountered danger, she must not act emotionally and fled to Kunwu Cave as soon as possible. Only when she is safe can my grandmother eliminate concerns and give it a try.

The ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi's body was covered with a layer of hazy black mist. He pinched a mantra seal with his left hand and whispered: "The ghost returns to life, the void has no form, all Tathagata!"

Seven fourth-generation disciples who were stabbed to death by the flying sword slowly climbed up from the ground stained with blood, but at this time their eyes had lost the spirit that life should have, and their pupils were scattered with dark and empty space.

Their bodies rose slowly, and their feet stepped on their respective flying swords, and the black air filled the sword's body.

When Old Lady Sang saw the scene in front of her, she couldn't help but breathe a breath of air. This was a ghost-sinking sword. It was not a spiritual cultivation technique at all, but a soul cultivation. The ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi, who is the four major guardians of the Jiuyou Sect, actually mastered the soul cultivation technique.

Old Mrs. Sang spread her arms, her brown robe was flying without wind, and she raised her chest and shouted: "The lotus leaves are endless and green!"

In the pond, lotus leaves grew wildly upwards. In a blink of an eye, the lotus leaves had exceeded the height of the grass house.

The two old willows approached the seven fourth-generation disciples with heavy steps. The ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi showed a disdainful sneer at the corner of his lips and said softly: "The devil sword rises with the wind in one day, soars down 90,000 miles, go!"
Chapter completed!