In the alert sound, the profound energy violent, he was about to move.

"Ahem!"

With a clear cough, an invisible force suddenly fell from behind, suppressing him to the ground.

"Well!"

With a muffled snort, Lishan's blood surged, as if someone kicked his back hard, and couldn't help vomiting blood.

"puff!"

Ling Luoyu moved two steps back in disgust.

"Old Ou, you can just play around, don't overplay it!"

Lishan realized that there was a third person around here.

And the strength of this third party shocked him.

His body was suppressed and he could not move.

"You...who are you?!"

Lishan turned his head and looked behind him several times, but he couldn't move.

Judging from Ling Luoyu's look, this person seems to be in her company.

But it's not right! !

In addition to the old Sect Master Lan Ruo of Qi Yunzong, he did not remember anyone who could have such a heaven-defying cultivation base, and he had no resistance at all to suppress him.

Lishan immediately ruled out this person as Qi Yunzong, and finally decided to fight for it.

"This friend...Who are you? Why do you bother with us?! I have a murderous vengeance with the ghost. Please raise your hands high and don't interfere with our affairs!"

"The matter between you, I don't want to mix things up, but the matter between you and me needs to be considered first!"

Ou Langyin's cold voice came from the rear, and Lishan's eyes turned sharply.

"Between me and you...?? We two are so strange, aren't we? How can you say something about it?"

"No grievances?! You bombed our Yanyu Pavilion and bullied our suzerain. Isn't it a grudge?!"

Lishan's pupils couldn't help shrinking: "You...are you from Qiyun Sect?!"

Ou Lang turned to him and smiled coldly.

"You seem surprised?!"

Ling Luoyu's lips faded with a thin smile: "He probably didn't expect Qi Yunzong to have a master like you!"

Lishan came for her, and he had eaten her.

The person behind the trick must have never expected Qi Yunzong to have such a black boss as Ou Lang.

Otherwise, Lishan will not be allowed to die in vain.

With the power of Ou Lang's demons, trying to clean up Lishan is simply a matter of hand.

Li Shan saw Ou Lang's hair color, and his pupils shrank.

"You...you are not a human race?"

Ou Lang crouched slowly in front of him: "It seems that you know a lot! Then who is your wife?!"

Li Shan's gaze crossed him, and fell on Ling Luoyu with awe-inspiring hatred.

With her, there are some things that you can't hide.

But before confirming the identity of Ou Lang, he couldn't say that his wife was a half-demon.

If the opponent is a half-devil, wouldn't he hit the gun by himself? !

"Who are you?!"

"Who am I?"

Suddenly, Ou Lang laughed, a strange color in the depths of his eyes.

Lishan felt bad instinctively, and before he could react, the pressure on his back was creaking with his bones, his breathing was difficult, and his face instantly turned blue.

"Lishan, I don't have the time and mood to play word games with you here!!"

Lishan couldn't bear the mad laughter, and spouted a mouthful of blood with a "poof".

"Crack!"

The squeaking sound of bones continued, and blood came out from Lishan's mouth little by little.

Ling Luoyu's eyes swept towards Ou Lang.

He looked relaxed, without any emotional fluctuations.

Regarding the blood squirting out of Lishan's mouth, ignore it.

Such people, if they are not born cruel, they kill too much the day after tomorrow.