Chapter 3934: Into the Cao Palace alone 2
Feeling the infuriating fluctuations emanating from the four middle-aged women, Leng Xuan squinted slightly. One was in the early stage of the out-of-body body, and the three Nascent Souls were consummated. Even that Tong Ling also reached the early Nascent Soul, and the battle was down. Not small indeed. However, such a lineup was much weaker than Leng Xuan expected. Originally, he thought that the cultivation of the flower demon sect master and the elders had reached the middle or late stage of leaving the body. It can be seen that they have not made much progress in the past 100 years. He chuckled lightly: "What? Are you a few of you in the dignified Cao Imperial Palace? Is there no one in the Ghost Palace?"
The middle-aged woman walking in front said in an icy tone, "We have enough to deal with you. Leng Xuan, you are so brave, you dare to break in alone." Leng Xuan chuckled lightly: "Why don't you dare. Back then, the Cao Palace was demolished by me. Today, I'm going to demolish it again." After a pause, he turned his head and said, "I'm very curious, you Hua Yaomen are second-rate in the cultivation world anyway. Sect, when did you become a lackey in the Ghost Palace?"
When the middle-aged woman heard this, her face suddenly turned cold, and she frowned: "You know a lot." Leng Xuan shrugged and said, "Of course, if you know yourself and your enemy, you will be safe in a hundred battles. If I don't have any preparation, how dare I enter the Cao Palace alone. Hey, old woman, after talking for so long, shouldn't you tell me your name too? Do you want me to call you old woman all the time?" The middle-aged woman's face sank, and she said in a gloomy voice, "I'll be here later. Before I kill you, I will tear your mouth apart." After she finished speaking, she paused, and then continued, "My name is Zhong Lingyu, and I am the current head of Hua Yaomen, so please remember this name for me. , when the time comes, you will go down to the underworld and be asked by Lord Yan, so you can answer who killed you." Leng Xuan smiled indifferently: "Since you are so sure, then let me see what you are capable of." Zhong Ling Yu waved his hand, and the men in suits with guns immediately retreated. In a blink of an eye, in the spacious hall, there were only Leng Xuan and the five women from Hua Yaomen.
Leng Xuan stood in the center with his hands behind his back, his eyes slightly closed, and he remained motionless. After a while, Zhong Lingyu led the four elders and disciples to stand in the five corners, surrounded Leng Xuan with murderous aura. After the two sides confronted each other for a while, Zhong Lingyu's sleeves and robes were displayed, and the word "kill" was coldly spit out from her mouth. As the words fell, the people of Hua Yaomen immediately moved their bodies and charged towards Leng Xuan in the middle as fast as lightning. In the face of their approaching, Leng Xuan still stood in place without any movement, as if turning a blind eye to their attacks. When Zhong Lingyu was about to rush to Leng Xuan, she waved her sleeves violently. Immediately, I saw two long sleeves flying out, wrapping tightly around Leng Xuan's body, imprisoning all his limbs. At the same time, the other four threw out a soft sword flickering with silver light, carrying a sharp sword force, and rolled them towards Leng Xuan. Seeing that the four soft swords were about to touch Leng Xuan's body, Leng Xuan's eyes suddenly opened, and a cold, fiery red light flashed in his eyes.
Immediately, a hot flame shot out from his body, instantly burning the sleeves wrapped around him to ashes. Without the restraint of the sleeve robe, Leng Xuan turned around abruptly, then moved his body, and quickly rushed towards Tong Ling, who was attacking with a sword. Among these five people, only Tong Ling's cultivation base is weak.