Arrogant! Too arrogant!
Previously, everyone at the lake looked at each other in disbelief. After making eye contact with each other, the Jindanqi each retreated to their own sects.
With the bloody example of Zang Feng, no one is willing to take action easily even if they are wary.
However, the Taoist mace is so eye-catching!
Under the sun, the standing mace glows with silver light. After looking at it for a long time, it has faintly colorful colors, which makes people feel itchy.
The foundation building period was okay, but the gap was too big, and the thoughts in my mind were extinguished as soon as they came up.
But the golden elixir stage was very painful, and the two villains in my mind were torn apart repeatedly.
One's blood was boiling and he said: "Grab it! This is a Taoist weapon, and most Nascent Soul stages don't have it. If you can possess one, you will not only defeat Jiuliyuan's invincible opponent, but you will also be on the path to immortality after you get out."
A cautious one said: "Don't act rashly. This kid is very evil. Even Zang Feng died under his hands. How rare are you to want to follow in his footsteps?"
"What are you afraid of? Zang Feng uses blunt weapons with him, so we are not as strong as him, so we will naturally be suppressed. We are agile with our swords, so there is no need to confront him head-on. He is just a kid using brute force, so there is no need to be afraid."
"What if he..."
"Don't be afraid. Look at this guy sleeping with his arms and legs spread out. He looks like a dead pig. He looks like an inexperienced kid. Besides, we don't really want to fight him. We just rob him and run away."
"The secret treasure is about to..."
"Don't think about it. Not to mention that there are so many powerful Jindanqi who are eyeing him. The person who used the lamp to induce hallucinations hasn't been found yet. It's better to grab the mace directly. The possibility of success is greater."
After a fierce battle, passion prevailed.
Yunli saw the fair-faced male cultivator at the Golden Core stage suddenly jump up, as if in a competition, and figures one after another also moved, rushing to pounce on the young man.
There was a bang, a red light exploded, and everyone flew out. The young man slowly straightened up, his face as black as pot ashes, pointed at everyone with a mace, and said word by word: "This one, two, You have to give me a good beating to be convinced!"
The golden elixirs that flew out had stabilized their bodies at this time, and their hearts were filled with turmoil. Only then did they know why Zang Feng lost!
The young man was too strong, and his spiritual power was extremely explosive.
It was as if what was flowing in his body was not gentle spiritual power, but magma that had been squeezed to the extreme over and over again. When it was released, all the squeeze disappeared, just like bombs exploding with a bang.
The explosive spiritual power combined with the fierce mace instantly achieved a crushing effect. Everyone felt the wild energy in their bodies, with sparks and lightning all the way, crackling, and the explosion made people burnt on the outside and tender on the inside. The flow of spiritual energy in the veins is blocked.
But the matter has come to this, and it is impossible to give up. As soon as their eyes touched, they immediately reached a silent cooperation and laid siege!
Facing the people rushing towards them, the young man moved his neck, the mace in his hand glowed red, and he bravely faced them.
After the intensive sound, everyone's magical weapons were broken and bent. Their magical weapons were damaged and their strength was greatly reduced. They were reduced to fish on the ground, like baseballs being hit around by the young man's mace.
"Damn it! So strong!" Yunli couldn't believe it. Is this special meow really a late-stage foundation builder? I'm afraid this isn't the Nascent Soul stage!
Bearded Hu Jindan's eyes were shining, and he looked at the young man with admiration: "If you are not strong, how can you conquer us?"
Wei Lin's eyes flashed, and he turned to ask him: "You have more than five golden elixirs before you, right?"
Although he was asking, his face was affirmative. Hu Jindan withdrew his admiring gaze and glanced at him, "Boy, your eyes are good, better than these fools."
Wei Lin smiled, it wasn't that they didn't notice, it was just that the Taoist weapon was too tempting and they deliberately ignored it.
Zang Feng died too quickly. They didn't understand the boy's true strength, so they had a sense of luck. What if Zang Feng was defeated by the boy by chance, or had been injured before, and the boy was just a blind cat who met a dead mouse?
"He who knows the current affairs is a hero. At first, our golden elixir level was no less than yours. Now, there are only five of us left." When he said this, the beard on his face trembled, and his eyes flashed with gloating. Light.
After a pause, he seemed to mean something: "There is no shortage of geniuses in this world, but there is a shortage of strong people. Only those who survive can have the chance to become strong."
Yunli took a breath and asked in disbelief: "Have hundreds of golden elixirs fallen into his hands?"
"That's not possible." Lu Xihu said earnestly, "Little sister, I advise you to hand over the Taoist weapon to the fifteenth uncle obediently, and you can still save a small life. No matter how good the Taoist weapon is, you must have that life."
Yunli forced out a stiff smile and said bravely: "When it comes to fighting, I have never lost."
Tears were already streaming down her face. How could she be such a pervert? She felt that she was already perverted enough, but when it came to the young boy, she was so small that he was nothing compared to the big witch.
While he was talking, the battle over there was over. Everyone except the young man was lying down. He rushed up with a quick stride, commanded people to carry away the body, and then personally kneaded the ground and cleaned it up.
The young man glanced at everyone fiercely: "Who else wants to fight, hurry up!"
The whole place was silent, except for the gentle breeze and the rippling water.
After waiting for a while, he sat back on the chair and said angrily: "If anyone disturbs my sleep again, I will beat him as well!"
After saying that, he scanned the crowd again, closed his eyes, fell on the chair and fell asleep.
The surroundings were calm again, but it was a little too quiet, and even the sound of breathing was much lighter than before.
More than a month later, the young man who was sleeping soundly suddenly opened his eyes. Everyone who had been focusing on him quickly looked away and stood up warily.
Bearded Hu Jindan was worthy of being the number one loser. He trotted forward, nodded and knelt down to say hello to the young man, then turned around, raised his eyebrows coldly, and shouted sternly: "Everyone is up, get ready to change places."
The next moment, the lake water suddenly started to roll, and the secret treasure was about to be born.
Yunli was slightly stunned. How did they know that the secret treasure was about to be born?
But it was really arrogant. The secret treasure was born and the battle had just begun, but he dared to shout that he was ready to change places, without taking Lin Chen and others into consideration at all!
She looked at Lin Chen and found that he, Chu Feng and other four major sects Jindanqi were exchanging glances, probably discussing how to get the secret treasure.
But the young man did not have the stability of an expert at all. As soon as the shadow of the book exploded, he rushed towards the lake in a hurry.
Yunli was shocked. When the meteor hammer and the elixir appeared, there were space cracks in the water. If it wasn't for the space spirit root, there was nothing that could be done about it. If he wasn't careful and was rubbed by it, he would lose a piece of flesh, or even lose an arm or a leg. It is possible to be sucked into the void.
Does he not know there are space cracks or is he not afraid at all?
At this moment, a dark red rectangular box the size of a book appeared at the bottom of the vortex. The material looked like wood but not wood, and it looked like stone but not stone.
The young man stood in the sky above the whirlpool, grabbed it with his five fingers, and the long box flew out of the water and fell into his hand.
After being stunned for a moment, Lin Chen and others took action. The mace already had an owner, so they would not snatch it away, but there was no reason to hand over a treasure without an owner.
The young man was not afraid, he stuffed the long box into his girdle and rounded the mace to fight.
Yunli secretly rejoiced, "Oh, I have such a big heart. The girdle is three fingers wide, and the long box is mostly exposed at the top and bottom. Isn't this an opportunity to be delivered to my door?"
She blinked at Wei Lin. Anyway, their target was the box. As long as they knocked the long box off the boy's waist and tried to open the box, everyone's attention would be attracted to the contents inside, and they could pretend that they only grabbed one. Box.
Wei Lin nodded at her, thought for a moment, and silently told her: Don't get close.
Yunli naturally had no objection. She was still protecting Ayan, so there was no way she would rush forward to fight in close combat.
After discussing, the two of them stared at the battle situation closely. They saw Chu Feng standing high in the sky, an ice flower looming under his feet, white steam billowing on the sword body, and soon it was filled with ice flowers, and he softly shouted: "Ice knife and frost sword."
The sky was covered with ice, flying down with the ultimate chill.
The young man's expression did not change, and he swung the mace left and right. All the ice nearby was crushed into ice slag, without causing any real damage to him.
At the same time, on the other side of him, the sword light shot up to the sky, with a huge momentum, and the surging golden light swept over. The young man did not take a step back, and the red clothes made a hunting sound in the surging sword force. He raised his sleeves to parry, and raised his hands in front of him. The scarlet light curtain opened and blocked Lin Chen's attack.
He turned to look at Lin Chen's sword and raised his eyebrows: "Taoist weapon?"
Lin Chen didn't answer. He looked gloomy at the moment. Of course, he wouldn't be able to feel relaxed if it were anyone else. Being able to parry Lin Chen and Chu Feng at the same time for a short time, this young man is not ordinary strong.
Directly in front of the young man, pure white flower petals were swaying, seeming to drift towards his head slowly but quickly. The young man's eyes focused, and the red light of the mace in his right hand skyrocketed, and the light curtain in his left hand turned from vermilion to red, and the red light flourished... ...
It's now!
Wei Lin did not hesitate to throw out the winding technique and wrap it around the long box. He pulled hard and the long box flew out.
With a light touch on his waist, the young man became extremely angry, shouted loudly, shattered the ice, opened the sword, avoided the white flowers, jumped up, and rushed towards the long box.
Yunli quickly hit the box, and there was a snap. As expected, the rough-made box opened, and a piece of yellowed paper flew around, spinning and falling. It seemed that it was either a secret book of martial arts or a great insight.
Lin Chen and others were stunned. They stopped dealing with the young man and went to grab the piece of paper one after another. Yunli was secretly happy.
Unexpectedly, the young man cut off the green vines with his spiritual blade without hesitation, grabbed the box, and glared at them fiercely: "Wait for me, I will remember you two little bugs!"
After shouting, he paused slightly, then turned around and continued to grab the paper.
Yunli blinked, as if something was wrong. Why didn't he grab the paper first?
A vague thought flashed through my mind, but before I could catch it, I heard a doubtful voice: "Blood Ming Kung Fu?"
She suddenly turned her head and looked around. Everyone was fighting for it fiercely. The yellowish paper had not fallen into anyone's hands for the time being. It was being fluttered by the aftermath of the monks' spells.
The three characters "Blood Ming Gong" on the right side are extremely clear. The content written in two lines of small regular script is exactly the same as what was written at the beginning of the parchment on the island. The remaining content has been banned and cannot be seen.
Obviously, this was the same skill. She was excited and looked at Wei Lin blankly. How could Shuang Sheng's Blood Ming Skill appear here?
Wei Lin was also in disbelief. Out of the corner of his eye he spotted a dark blue broad sword, it was Wen Ming. This kind of evil technique cannot be seen in this world!
Flames burst out from his fingertips, and he was about to throw the piece of paper out to burn it, when the familiar feeling of weightlessness hit him as his feet became empty.
He pulled Yunli Muyan beside him and skillfully formed a spiritual shield. After doing all this, he looked again and realized that the paper was already in the young man's hands.
The young man broke through the restraints in two or two times and glanced roughly. His face was suddenly full of murderous intent. He pinched it into a ball with his fingers and gritted his teeth: "Crooked way!"
Other people who didn't know the truth were helpless when they saw this. They couldn't grab it, but it was better for him to use his backhand like he was squeezing waste paper.
Lin Chen raised his eyebrows, "What kind of crooked and evil way is this? Can fellow Taoist please tell me?"
As soon as the words "Xue Ming Gong" came out, not only the two of them were shocked, but also Mo Huai. Back then, their Fang family was wiped out because of the "Xue Ming Kung".
He stared blankly at the young man in red, and wanted to know what kind of technique it was that led the demon of Canye Pavilion to go on a killing spree and destroy his Fang family.
"Tell me about your grandma's legs. Who dares to practice this useless technique? I'll kill them all on sight!" The young man's smiling eyes widened and he glared at everyone fiercely.
Yunli was startled, was this reaction too drastic?
Someone below groaned: "Humph, don't sound so righteous. Only you have seen all the exercises. Whether it is evil or not is not yours to say!"
This voice is Yueyi!
Yunli lowered her eyes and saw five monks in dark blue robes staying in a spiritual shield. She recognized Wen Ming at a glance. He only changed his clothes and did not change his appearance. It seemed that they had changed again. The sect is in trouble.
The person in the middle protected by the four people is petite and wearing a curtain hat. He should be Mo You.
As soon as Yue Yi finished speaking, the young man on Wen Ming's left immediately said, "If you don't want it, why don't you show the technique for everyone to evaluate. After seeing it, everyone will know whether it is good or evil."
This shameless statement was recognized by most people, who all agreed: "Yes, since you don't want it, why don't you give it to us..."
A group of people were chattering, and various spells were thrown at the young man's spiritual shield.
Naturally, the young man couldn't bear this violent temper. He threw the mace, breaking the spiritual shield, and the nearest screamer received lunch on the spot.
"You dare to yell at me even in the foundation building stage. Don't think that I can't do anything to you just by hiding in a turtle shell!"
At this time, a green lantern slowly rose from behind Lin Chen, and slowly floated past him towards the young man. Those who saw it only had time to utter the word 'Lamp' before they fell into an illusion. The young man's eyes slid over, and they also changed. Got to be sluggish.
Yunli's eyes were cold. From the bottom of her heart, she didn't want anyone to practice the Xue Ming Gong.
The young man also hated it deeply. In his hands, this evil technique would probably not work, but if it fell into Wen Xueruo's hands, she was not sure what would happen.
The green lantern stopped in front of the young man's sight. Wen Xueruo had already reached outside the young man's spiritual shield with her sword in hand. Yunli immediately took action, deflected her sword blade, and said coldly: "Such an evil technique, you want it to be done?" What."
Suddenly hearing someone speaking, Wen Xueruo's body trembled and she turned around in disbelief: "Why didn't you fall into an illusion?!"
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