Chapter 203 The Man With the Puppy

"Haha, you two came so soon? I thought you would stick around for a while longer." A monk on the fourth floor of Xuandan immediately recognized Jia Lingwei and Changsun Yan, and said with a big laugh at the same time. He is at the first bluestone gate in front of the canyon.

Hearing this, Jia Lingwei's heart sank completely. She finally understood why these people took away their cultivation resources and then let them go. It turned out that people had known for a long time that they would come again.

"Haha, okay, okay..." The monk on the fourth floor of Xuandan continued to laugh, and after saying hello a few times, he said, "You come to my side, I promise to let you go, and I don't want yours." Lingshi, I guess you don't have Lingshi anymore."

"He Zhijiang, since you want the big one, give us the small one." Someone also spoke at the other bluestone door.

Jia Lingwei's face changed, she knew what these people meant. She has no interface. Apart from the ten of them, there are already twenty or thirty people gathered here. If she really can't be kind in the end, she can only die from the meridians.

"Everyone, I'm Cheng Yixiao from the Wu Nian Sect. For the sake of everyone being a cultivator from the Yixing Continent, let us borrow a moment. A mere gift is not a respect." The monk took out a storage bag that had been prepared and sent it up.

"Wu Nian Zong? Is Wu Nian Zong great? I also belonged to Wu Nian Zong hundreds of years ago, so I have a use for it." The fourth-level monk named He Zhijiang said disdainfully. Xiao Xiao's storage bag, his eyes were only fixed on Jia Lingwei fieryly.

"Senior is from the No Nian Sect?" Cheng Yixiao said in surprise.

He Zhijiang spat and said, "I said it was hundreds of years ago. Who is Wu Nianzong now? It's none of my business? Your surname is Cheng. It must have something to do with Cheng Yishui."

When Cheng Yixiao heard this, his heart sank. He withdrew his respectful smile and said in a neutral tone, "That's my father."

After He Zhijiang heard this, he said even more disdainfully, "That old and unscrupulous guy, at such an old age, he still made a little guy like you. It can be seen that he has a lot of young women."

"You're looking for death..." Cheng Yixiao couldn't bear such words, and at the same time he had sacrificed his own magic weapon. However, after he sacrificed the magic weapon, he still calmed down. Even if he could win the fourth layer of Xuandan, how many people are there? There are seven or eight people with higher cultivation than him. He is probably the only Xuandan cultivator on his side who can really make a move. Although there are still a few Xuandan monks nearby, they will definitely not do anything.

"Why didn't you do anything?" He Zhijiang ridiculed Cheng Yixiao again, and then said in a cold voice, "The ten people who came here all took out their storage rings.

Let's check it out. "

"Senior, didn't everyone pay 200,000 spirit stones before?" Jia Lingwei is here for the second time. I am more familiar with the rules here. Two hundred thousand spirit stones is still not a small amount for an ordinary Xuanye cultivator.

"That happened a few months ago, it has been changed now, and this kid has angered me." He Zhijiang pointed at Cheng Yixiao's nose and snorted.

After humming, he pointed to Nalan Ruxue and said, "That woman, remove the rags from her face and come here."

"He Zhijiang, I want this woman." An unhurried voice said lightly. The person who spoke was a brown-clothed monk at the gate of the eighth bluestone gate, who was already at the eighth level of Xuandan.

When He Zhijiang heard this voice, he quickly bowed and said, "Yes, since Brother Rong wants this woman, it's her blessing."

After finishing speaking, he stared at Nalan Ruxue and said, "Go to Brother Rong's place quickly, do you want me to do it?".

Nalan Ruxue shivered coldly, and then she realized that her previous thoughts were too naive.

At this moment, a third-level cultivator of Xuandan at the fourth bluestone gate pointed to a woman behind Nalan Ruxue and said, "That woman is here, I want it."

Standing behind Nalan Ruxue was a female cultivator at the third level of Xuanye. Before she could react, Jia Lingwei's expression changed, and she quickly said via voice transmission, "Junior Sister Sasha, run away... "

Even though she said this, Jia Lingwei knew in her heart that even if Junior Sister Sha Sha ran away immediately, she wouldn't be able to go very far.

The cultivator of Xuandan who asked for Salsa suddenly looked at He Zhijiang and said, "Brother He, this woman doesn't know what is good and what is bad, and she dares to transmit the sound. After you finish enjoying it here, give it to our senior brothers. "

Jia Lingwei's face immediately turned extremely pale, how could she not know the meaning of these words.

He Zhijiang chuckled and said nothing, obviously he didn't want to give Jia Lingwei to this third-level cultivator of Xuandan. The cultivator at the third level of Xuandan didn't care either. After he finished speaking, he rushed out and grabbed the female cultivator behind Nalan Ruxue.

Cheng Yixiao's temperament has always been very straightforward, jealous of evil, now someone is going to arrest the female cultivator in his team in front of him, how can he bear it anymore? The Liguang Golden Flame Knife that was about to be sacrificed instantly turned into a curtain of knives, blocking the monk at the third level of Xuandan.

"Boy, do you really dare to make a move? Lu Ming, go ahead first, and I'll block this one for you." He Zhijiang sneered, and at the same time sacrificed his magic weapon, and rushed forward.

"Thank you, Brother He." This monk named Lu Ming, who was on the third floor of Xuandan, easily bypassed Cheng Yixiao because of He Zhijiang's help.

The female cultivator named Shasha hurriedly backed away, but no matter how fast she was, she couldn't retreat in front of a third-level cultivator of Xuandan in a regular road. After retreating less than ten meters, he was caught by Lu Ming.

"Hiding when you see the uncle? Look down on you, Uncle Lu?" Lu Ming grabbed Sasha in his hands, with a hint of hostility in his eyes, and raised his hand to tear all the clothes of the woman named Sasha. At this moment, almost all the monks could see the naked Sasha.

The female cultivator named Shasha screamed, if she could commit suicide, she would have died long ago.

"Bastard..." When Cheng Yixiao saw Lu Ming, he tore Sasha's clothes on the spot, and was violent on the sidelines. He couldn't hold back the raging anger in his heart. The Liguang Golden Flame Knife in his hand turned into a dense rain of knives, completely enveloping He Zhijiang.

"Ah..." There was another scream, and He Zhijiang's arm was chopped off by a scream. Flew out.

He Zhijiang was sent flying with a howl. He rushed directly to Lu Ming. But he hasn't come to Lu Ming's side yet. He was stopped by a horse-faced cultivator, "How many hits, kid? It's only been about a year since you entered the regular road, and you can defeat He Zhijiang. It seems that you are also a genius."

Cheng Yixiao forced himself to calm down. Although He Zhijiang's cultivation was at the fourth level of Xuandan, his shots were extremely powerful. This is him, if it is replaced by another Xuandan fifth-level monk. Definitely not He Zhijiang's opponent.

And the one who stopped him in front of him was Brother Rong who had booked Nalan Ruxue, and his cultivation base of the eighth level of Xuandan was a few levels higher than him.

"Let me see if you are really so awesome..." Brother Rong, who was on the eighth floor of Xuandan, finished speaking, and a big seal had already wrapped his strong murderous intent and blasted towards Cheng Yixiao.

Cheng Yixiao suppressed his urge to save people, and this time the Liguang Golden Flame Knife brought a golden flame-like glow to envelop Dafang Seal.

For a moment, the surrounding air was completely exploded by the true essence, and the terrifying explosion sound drowned out the two fighting people.

"Sure enough, he is the son of Cheng Yishui. The mere fifth level of Xuandan can block Brother Rong. I will also see if you are really good..." While speaking, another monk at the seventh level of Xuandan Joined the battle group.

Take the fifth layer of Xiao Xuan Dan. It was already enough to deal with this horse-faced brother Rong, but now that he has added a seventh layer of Xuandan, he immediately struggled.

After only a dozen or so breathless, he was sent flying by Brother Rong's Fang Yin even with a knife, and directly hit a mountain bag, completely crushing the mountain bag.

Even so, Cheng Yixiao still struggled to sit up, but his injuries were too severe, he just sat down for a while, then fell down again.

The scene was silent, and no one dared to rescue Cheng Yixiao. Except for the sound of Lu Ming torturing the nun, it was like hell.

Brother Rong on the eighth floor of Xuandan looked at Nalan Ruxue who was covering his face, and suddenly said with a smile, "Come here, I won't be as rude as Lu Ming..."

Nalan Ruxue's face turned extremely pale in an instant, and she finally understood what Changsun Yan meant. At this moment, she couldn't speak a word, and even her hands were shaking.

Seeing that Nalan Ruxue didn't move, Brother Rong frowned slightly, and was about to speak, when suddenly a black streamer flashed past his eyes, and the next moment, he heard a soft 'poof'. This speed, even he can't stop it.

Lu Ming, who was lying on the body of the female cultivator named Shasha, was lifted up by a black spear. The black spear was inserted from Lu Ming's waist, and Lu Ming flew up directly.

"Boom..." The black spear nailed Lu Ming to a tall rock in the distance, blasting the rock fragments everywhere, and the tail of the black spear was still shaking.

At this time, the line that Lu Ming flew over in the air had bloodstains falling down.

"Put on your clothes first." As the words fell, a gray robe fell on Sasha's body.

When being insulted by Lu Mingzhong, this female cultivator named Sasha wanted to die a long time ago, but at this time the restraint on her body was lifted by a robe, and she suddenly lost the courage to die, so she quickly wrapped her robe and walked from the side. rushed out.

No one stopped her, and everyone focused their eyes on the person who just fell from the sky. This is just a thin and ordinary middle-aged man. On the man's shoulders stands a puppy the size of two fists.

None of the monks blocking the road at Qingshimen knew this person, but all the monks who were going through this canyon knew him. This is the Zhuyuan monk named Hang Jiaojiaogun on the boat. At this time, his cultivation seems to be no longer Zhuyuan.

Whether it is Zhuyuan or not, a person who can nail down a monk at the third level of Xuandan with a single shot will definitely not be a simple person.

"Pa-ta, pa-ta..." Lu Ming's body was nailed to the rock, still dripping blood. Other than that, there was no other sound, and the sound of this drop of blood set off the silence here.

(The third update is here, it’s the last day, but there is a monthly pass for the fifth child! We will stop here today and continue tomorrow.)

(to be continued...) ()