It was really boring. The fight between two people of this level really made him look at it.

The only two points are that the Taoist of Heshan is proficient in the magical skill of laziness and rolling on the laziness, which is similar to Zheng Xiaoming in the early days.

However, at this moment, he felt someone coming to the temple quietly.

Well, there should be a few ordinary people, with heavy and turbid steps, but they are floating. Not only have they not practiced, but they have not even practiced martial arts yet, and the lower plate is unstable.

But Zheng Xiaoming smelled another pungent smell, which seemed to be the smell of tinea oil.

Zheng Xiaoming understood in an instant: "Someone is preparing to set fire! Yes, the blood light is so cunning. While fighting with the Taoist Heshan, he found two ordinary people to set fire!"

Cause and effect have their own rules. If a practitioner like Blood Light sets fire to destroy the Feixian Temple, it may cause the cause and effect backlash from the celestial immortals.

But if you are an ordinary person, you won’t have such concerns!

And even if there is any backlash of cause and effect, it is still the matter between these two mortals, and it has nothing to do with Xue Guang... At least one layer is separated, and cause and effect will be much weaker!

It's really a matter of planning!

Zheng Xiaoming thought so in his heart, and couldn't help but sneer.

Since Zheng Xiaoming is here, how could he let this happen?

With a wave of his hand and a big sleeve, five or six meters away, the two people who had just sneaked to Feixian Temple from behind had not yet approached the wall, suddenly a breeze blew by and fainted on the ground.

It was almost at this moment that a scream came from outside. It was the voice of Taoist Heshan. He was embarrassed to avoid the attack of two iron corpses, but was finally sneak attacked by Xue Guang and stabbed a flying knife into him.

The flying knife was obviously poisonous. The place where Taoist Heshan was injured quickly turned black and staggered towards the temple.

Zheng Xiaoming couldn't help frowning and stepped out. He was too lazy to talk nonsense and waved his hand. The two iron corpses that followed were hit by an invisible car and flew backwards, falling to the ground and turned into meat paste.

Xue Guang was afraid that there were masters hidden in this temple. Could it be that this was the senior of the Shushan Sect?

He turned around and ran away in fear, but an invisible breeze followed him behind him.

The breeze was invisible, just blew the hair and clothes, but Xue Guang had already died and fell to the ground, without any wounds on his body, including inside his body.

"Senior..." Taoist Heshan was shocked. He didn't expect that Zheng Xiaoming would suddenly kill someone.

You must know that this is the cause and effect of the grudges of Shushan, and it is difficult for outsiders to interfere, otherwise they will have a cause and effect with the serpent sect.

So from the beginning to the end, Taoist Heshan never thought of asking Zheng Xiaoming to take action against the enemy, but just wanted to ask Zheng Xiaoming to take care of the Feixian Temple.

However, Zheng Xiaoming had no taboos and said lightly: "Stop talking nonsense! Why does this guy named Xue Guang cause trouble for you!"

The Taoist of Heshan hurriedly explained: "The Xue Guang and I actually have no selfish grudges. The main reason is that we have a lot of grudges between Shu Han and the Zipi Sect. The Zipi Sect sent people everywhere to find trouble for our disciples from all over the Shushan Mountain.

I presided over this Feixian Temple. Although I am inexperienced, I can only fight these people!"

Zheng Xiaoming nodded slightly, remembering the history of the rise of Shushan Sect in history.

The Shushan Sect rose for a short time, only only two or three hundred years. However, with the domineering and sharp style of sword cultivator, it not only rose up in a very short time, but also became the world's largest sect!

It is said that the domineering behavior of the Shushan Sect not only angered countless evil sects, but even many righteous sects ignored them...

This period of time should be when Shushan is rising strongly and has not yet reached the top, and is constantly fighting against the big and small demon sects, and even other righteous sects.

"Senior! You must be careful when killing the people of the Zipi Sect. The disciples of the Zipi Sect have soul lamps on them. Once the disciple dies, the cause of death will be found immediately.

I’m afraid that in a short while, the masters of the Sibi Sect will come to find the senior!

There are many masters of the Zipi Sect, and even a few of them are the Nascent Soul Real Persons.

I think it would be better for seniors to go back to the capital. No matter how domineering the sect, I would not dare to go to the capital to do anything wrong!"

The Taoist of Heshan said.

Zheng Xiaoming nodded slightly and said nothing nonsense: "Okay! I'll leave now. As for this corpse, I'll take it away to save you from causing trouble!"

As he said that, he grabbed Xue Guang's body, and his sleeves were floating, as if he was flowing, and soon disappeared.

The Taoist of Heshan sighed slightly, turned around and returned to Feixian Temple, keeping his door closed.

His duty is to protect the Feixian Temple. Even if he dies, he can only die here and never take a step back.

Of course, the Shushan Sect will never allow his disciples to die in vain, and will definitely send experts to rescue him.

But I just don’t know if the Heshan Taoist can wait for the day when the Shushan masters come to rescue him!

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“The past has lasted thousands of years,

Wei Wu waved his whip,

There are relics in Jieshi, eastward.

The bleak autumn wind is now again,

Change to the world..."

A voice read the word loudly, and the sound was floating, and it came hundreds of feet away.

Zheng Xiaoming, who was passing by Lu Longsai, became extremely strange in his face.

Following Zheng Xiaoming, he saw a group of people standing on the high platform surrounded by a young man in brocade robe, flattering like a tide.

"Good words! Good words! Prince, this is really a good word!"

"The prince was able to write such words, which shows his mind..."

I saw the young man in brocade laughing boldly: "You guys don't know how to read more books, and they don't even know how to flatter..."

While speaking, the young man in brocade looked up and saw Zheng Xiaoming. He couldn't help but be slightly stunned. He always felt that Zheng Xiaoming had an inexplicably familiar sense of déjà vu.

Zheng Xiaoming's face became very strange when he looked at the boy in brocade robe.

He began to hear these people calling the prince, the prince, which made Zheng Xiaoming think that the prince was here.

It just made him wonder how could the prince of the dynasty appear in such a place for no reason? The Eastern Palace Crown, the foundation of the country, would not easily leave the Eastern Palace, and he would not say that he would come out of the capital at all. He would come so far.

Moreover, most recent ministers call the emperor the emperor and the prince the young master, and they will not directly call the prince.

But when Zheng Xiaoming saw the young man in brocade, he actually recognized this guy. What is the crown prince of the dynasty? It is clearly the Holy Lord of the Demon Sect.
Chapter completed!