The middle-aged man is in the fifth level of Juechen. The flying sword transforms into dense phantoms, piercing Jiang Xiaofan like lightning. The expression on his face is very cold, as if everything is under control, and there is a feeling of being above him.

"clang!"

A crisp sound came out and the flying sword was bounced back.

Jiang Xiaofan stood on the balcony of the villa, looking down expressionlessly.

The flying sword was popped up, and Li Yundong was suddenly shocked. He had never seen the middle-aged man around him fail. The middle-aged man was a legendary practitioner. He frowned and said, "Master, what's going on?"

The middle-aged man was moved and his eyes were fascinated.

He took a step forward and looked up at Jiang Xiaofan: "Where is your origin?"

He was also a little surprised when the flying sword was bounced away. He could have confirmed that the young man in front of him was also a practitioner, just like him. Otherwise, it would be impossible for ordinary people to bounce his flying sword so easily.

Jiang Xiaofan stared at the middle-aged man indifferently, and an invisible aura spread.

"Bang!"

The middle-aged man flew backwards and hit a big tree not far away, coughing out a mouthful of blood.

"you……"

The middle-aged man finally changed his color.

Just now, although it was just a faint breath, the breath made him panic.

He got up with difficulty, his expression became a little serious, and he saluted Jiang Xiaofan: "I wonder who you are? Jia Lin is a disciple of the Hunyuan Sect."

In an instant, he discovered that Jiang Xiaofan was also a cultivator, and he was a far stronger practitioner than him.

"I'm going to pull up the sect, shameless."

"Ao!"

Ye Yuanxue cursed, and the snow-white monster screamed in a mocking voice.

Such unshirkable sarcasm made the middle-aged man's face turn ashen and no longer as calm as before. He wanted to have an attack, but after looking at Jiang Xiaofan, weighing the gap in strength, he finally gave up this idea.

"I'm disturbing today, Jia said goodbye now."

He said, turning around and leaving.

Li Yundong's face suddenly darkened and he lowered his voice and said, "Master, have we agreed to kill him, and after the matter is done, I will give you five million. In this way, I will increase the price and kill him, ten million! You will kill him now and take away the five women around him, and I will give you ten million."

The middle-aged man was angry and wanted to slap Li Yundong to death. It was too stupid. Just now, he had clearly understood that Jiang Xiaofan was not an ordinary mortal, but a very powerful practitioner. Now, Li Yundong actually dared to speak like this. Isn’t this a blessing to support him?

"roar!"

A depressing low growl sounded, and the whole world trembled.

The snow-white monster and the little Minglong looked at Li Yundong angrily, and the demonic power filled the air, rolling up a series of strong winds.

"this……"

The middle-aged man suddenly turned pale.

He had thought that the snow-white monsters and the little dark dragon were just ordinary pets, but at this moment, looking at them again, he felt a sense of fear, and the two demonic powers made him dare not move.

“Master…”

Li Yundong was also frightened.

He is just an ordinary mortal, how can he resist such oppression?

On the balcony, Ye Yuanxue and others looked uncomfortable, even Bing Xin was no exception.

Jiang Xiaofan stared at the bottom and raised his right hand.

"puff!"

A ray of light shot out and sank into Li Yundong's right shoulder.

The bright red blood exploded, and the latter screamed in pain.

After that, Jiang Xiaofan shot out three beams of light again, piercing Li Yundong's limbs. This time, he completely destroyed the other party and could not repair it again. Even if the emperor-level powerful man took action, he could not do it at all.

"ah!"

Li Yundong let out a pig-killing howl.

He rolled down from his wheelchair, blood flowing, dyeing the ground red.

"Young Master, Young Master!"

The servant next to him was shocked.

Middle-aged monk Jia Lin also felt a deep heart, and saluted Jiang Xiaofan again, saying, "Don't rest assured, please take this person away, and leave immediately."

He became extremely polite and a little cautious.

Jiang Xiaofan looked at him expressionlessly: "Murder, five million, ten million, there are naturally rules in the Taoist world. When can monks go to the mortal world to kill people at will."

He looked at the middle-aged man and his eyes became a little cold.

The middle-aged man suddenly felt his whole body trembling and he felt an indescribable fear.

"I know my mistake, please forgive me."

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

He just wanted to get out of here immediately. Li Yundong asked him to deal with an ordinary person. He cursed in his heart at this moment. This is not an ordinary person, he is simply an ancient god.

Jiang Xiaofan glanced at him coldly, raised his hand and pointed it out.

A light penetrated into the middle-aged man's body, which immediately made the latter tremble and tremble all over.

"You, you've ruined me?"

He looked at Jiang Xiaofan in horror, his hands trembled, and his eyes were full of despair.

The cultivation level of Juechen's fifth level of heaven has now been abolished in an instant, and he has become an ordinary person. An ordinary person has no magical powers and cannot fly in the air anymore, which makes him feel as if he has fallen from heaven to hell.

"leave."

Jiang Xiaofan looked at the servant next to Li Yundong and spoke lightly.

The servant was also a middle-aged man, trembling in fear, but his speed was very fast. He quickly moved Li Yundong and the middle-aged monk into the car. A rumbling sound came out and the car instantly left.

Jiang Xiaofan glanced lightly and turned around.

Ye Yuanxue, Bing Xin and others all opened their eyes wide and looked at him with strange expressions on their faces.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Xiaofan was puzzled.

Ye Yuanxue blinked and said, "You guy has changed a lot. If it weren't for the past, you would have killed them, but now, there isn't."

"Um."

Bing Xin nodded too.

They did not doubt the status of their people in Jiang Xiaofan's heart at all. Li Yundong's two provocations were all on them, which undoubtedly touched Jiang Xiaofan's negative scales. The middle-aged monk was obviously not a good thing. He should have attacked ordinary mortals and even killed ordinary people.

These two things, whether the former or the latter, are the things that Jiang Xiaofan hates the most. In the past, Ye Yuanxue and others knew that Jiang Xiaofan would definitely kill and would not show mercy at all.

"Because, I'm God."

Jiang Xiaofan chuckled.

But, I smiled a little reluctantly.

When he was experiencing the heavenly tribulation, thousands of souls in the turbid area once told him that he was the king of this starry sky, and all living beings in this starry sky are his people and the objects he should protect, so he cannot kill people at will.

Ye Yuanxue curled her lips: "You are not very comfortable this day."

Jiang Xiaofan smiled and hugged the little girl in his arms: "Once, before my memory was restored, I tried my best to step on the road to heaven. On the road of cultivation, I always treated myself cruelly, because only in this way can I have strong strength, be stronger than others, and quickly approach the goals I set. But now, when I really restored my memory, many things have changed. I have considered more things, and I have been afraid of them. The pressure and responsibility on my shoulders have also become greater. Now, I think it is better to be an ordinary person."

Ye Yuanxue rarely struggled, raised her head and blinked her eyes at Jiang Xiaofan.

Here, the atmosphere became a little heavy.

Bing Xin stepped forward and whispered: "We will always be by your side."

"Um!"

Su Qingqing nodded.

Jiang Xiaofan smiled and felt much more relaxed in an instant.

The group has been back in this world for a while and have been staying in this villa almost all the time. On this day, Jiang Xiaofan packed up some things and prepared to take a few women out to travel through this human ancestral star.

"Okay!"

The five girls were naturally happy.

Jiang Xiaofan took them through the land. Later, the group seemed to have forgotten the fact that they were cultivators, and even Bing Xin was no exception. She was like a cheerful little girl, full of youthful atmosphere.

Before we knew it, four hundred years have passed...

Over the past four hundred years, the group also returned to Ziwei. Jiang Xiaofan gathered with a few old friends, took out time to take out a few imperial weapons, and carved a sky pattern on each imperial weapon. He hoped that in the Starry Sky War five hundred years later, he could survive, and all the old people could survive.

"Xiaofan, what are you thinking?"
To be continued...