The dust and smoke had not yet dissipated, and both sides frowned as the fists and swords struck each other. After thinking for a moment, both sides released their spiritual power to attack each other again without hesitation.
After a bang, Yuan Suishan appeared in front of A Lang again. His body was in the position of punching out with his right fist. The spiritual power around his body fluctuated extremely thickly. Like a white mist, he attacked A Lang, the six-eared monkey demon, the dragon-headed centipede, and the exotic monster clan. The little white pig is shrouded in it.
The man in powerful attire holds a sword in both hands, with the sword pointed directly at Yuan Suishan. Seeing that Yuan Suishan was several feet away from him, the man in the suit couldn't help but murmured in his heart, "Is this person's cultivation level not lower than mine? Is he a spiritual transformation monk at the highest level? His instantaneous attack power is slightly better. For me, the attributes of spiritual power are a bit strange. They should not be pure attributes of the five elements of heaven and earth. They are a bit mixed and unfamiliar. It seems that I have encountered a problem..."
When the man in the best suit kept muttering in his heart, Yuan Suishan, who had retreated a few feet, was also extremely shocked, "Are you a peak monk of the Spiritual Transformation level? Fortunately, it's not the God level... Otherwise, there is no way to escape. I was a little careless... .”
After entering the real human realm for less than a month and encountering such an opponent, Yuan Suishan was not only shocked but also a little worried. At the same time, he felt a little regretful for his unscrupulous attack. After all, he is not a human race. If he is discovered by a high-level human race monk, not to mention being killed, he will inevitably escape with a narrow escape.
When the two masters of the Spirit Transformation Realm (level) stared at each other and speculated on each other, the bottom of the canyon where they were was fell into a strange state of silence. As time passed, a crowd of people formed behind the two parties. The onlookers monks who had seen the battle before had their lips tightly closed, for fear of attracting special attention, which would lead to death. But as time went by, more and more monks were passing in and out of the canyon, and the crowds far away from the scene couldn't help but become commotion.
"What are you doing ahead? Can you be a little more qualified? They are all going to Rufeng City to give gifts, and they are all Taoist friends with status. Open up the situation and stop worrying about it! Besides, even the royal family and nobles cannot interrupt the road. If Can you bear the wrath of the imperial royal family for missing Mr. Rufeng’s wedding ceremony?”
As a question came from a distance, the eerie silence was finally broken.
"That's it, that's right, it's good to have some quality!"
“Where has the quality gone?!!!”
"Which family's dead child? Such a lack of quality!"
"Still a racing team? It's quite rich! What's the matter, the more money you have, the less quality you have?"
As the silence was broken, various noises and sarcasms came from the crowd behind both sides. Hearing the sarcasm behind him, A Lang was about to get angry, but when he turned around, he suddenly found that there was already a sea of people behind him, "Hey... I'm a good boy..." A Lang sighed and turned around in an instant, quietly coming to Yuan Suishan. Next to him, he muttered something to Yuan Suishan.
Hearing A Lang's whisper, Yuan Suishan turned to one side to make room for the two of them to walk. Seeing Yuan Suishan turn sideways to make room for walking, the man in the well-dressed man moved his body in tacit agreement, and at the same time signaled the entire convoy to make room for two people.
Although they moved their bodies one after another with a tacit understanding, the hostility between Yuan Suishan and the man in the strong suit has not been lifted, and they are still in a cautious confrontation.
Just as Yuan Suishan and the man in the best costume were cautiously confronting each other, the crowd behind both sides immediately became excited when they saw that the passage space was freed up.
"Sir, hurry up. If you're too slow, the other side will push you over!"
"My lord, hurry up, there's a crowd coming from the other side!"
"Ping'er, hold daddy tight, don't squeeze him out of sight later!"
Before Yuan Suishan and the well-dressed people could react, both sides rushed out of the crowded crowd. Within three seconds, the entire flow of people at the scene was completely interrupted again, and A Lang was even squeezed with his face pressed against the stone wall, "I, you, ..." Just as A Lang was cursing, a familiar cold sword intent suddenly hit him.
"How dignified are you?!" The well-dressed man roared, then threw the sword in his hand into the air, and then let out a light scolding, "The Heavenly Slaughter Sect, the sword sings in the fantasy world!"
As the well-dressed man finished speaking, the sword suspended in mid-air shook violently, and then emitted a rhythmic sound inexplicably. The sound comes from the sword body, and follows the tip of the sword downwards to cover the crowd under the sword. The sword rotated in a circle, directly covering the crowd in the center. The music spread to the crowd in the circle at the bottom of the valley. The people in the circle foamed at the mouth as if they were poisoned, and then fell to the ground one after another. Alang and the demons, who were protected by Yuan Suishan's spiritual power, were unscathed.
"Where's the quality? Is this the quality you are talking about? Look, this is just a small punishment. If there is another person who tries to rob him, I will definitely reward him with a soul-stealing soul! If you have the guts, come out and receive the reward. If you don't, then come out and receive the reward. Just let me pass through in turn!!!" The voice of the powerfully dressed man was like a loud bell, and the spiritual energy fluctuating all over his body was full of oppression.
