Biography of the Immortals

Chapter 171 What kind of king is King Xing?

Yan Xi slept in his mansion.

He returned to Jiayin Realm refreshed, looked at the newly built Chasing Cloud Cave, and thought to himself: "Ding Longfei has already been sent to Xuanlou Temple, so he probably won't rush back to kill me again, right? Didn't change?"

"This thing is so stubborn!"

Yan Xi meditated for several hours, and on a whim, he practiced swordsmanship in front of Zhuiyun Cave. He didn't use a long sword, even though he had several mouths in his black cloth pocket. Sword Qi shot out.

Now Yan Xi's icy sword energy can reach more than ten meters away, light and lingering, with twists and turns as you wish, just like a lightsaber that can be long or short, and unparalleled in sharpness.

Of course, ice sword energy might not be as sharp as a lightsaber.

Normally, when cutting a big tree, it can be broken in a circle, but when cutting a stone, only marks will be left. Yan Xi has never tried cutting metal and iron, but it is estimated that cutting a car will not be a big problem.

Yan Xi's hands were flying, two icy sword qi, like a jade belt wrapped around his waist, fluttered lightly, after practicing a set of snow mountain swordsmanship, it seemed that he had a lot of insights.

Yan Xi was about to practice another set, when he suddenly heard someone applauding, when he looked up, it was a group of people, who did not know how they appeared nearby.

Yan Xi glanced at the group of people, slightly surprised, because a few of them obviously possessed Taoism, but many of them didn't look like they had mana.

Especially the leader is a middle-aged man with a majestic bearing, who can be seen as a big shot in the political world.

In the Jiayin world, those who can be called political figures must be the nobles of the Dagon Dynasty, and it is inconvenient for other countries' dignitaries to come and hang out.

A white-faced and beardless man screamed: "Folk rough man, hurry up and pay homage to King Xing!"

The majestic middle-aged man waved his hand and said with a smile: "Xiao Xianchang is a man of virtue, so you don't need to be strict with etiquette."

Yan Xi touched his chin, he really didn't know what kind of king Xing Wang was?

Nor did he have the consciousness to meet the big shots.

In modern society, political leaders from all over the world will only take the initiative to shake hands with civilians. Although it is a political show, they will never put on airs of big shots. Yan Xi has never received similar training.

Xing Wang saw that he was so courteous and virtuous as a corporal, this strong little Taoist priest still ignored him, but also slightly angry, he shouted: "Xiao Xianchang, Xiao Wang dare to ask, can you live in the Xian family here?"

Yan Xi chuckled and said, "No!"

"This cave has been vacant for many years, and there is no one there. If you want to visit, I will buy tickets here for fifty taels of silver. Couples can buy group tickets."

Xing Wang was stunned for a moment, he had never heard of tickets, let alone group buying.

Not to mention him, there is only one emperor and royal family member in the world who has experience in buying tickets.

A black-robed Taoist priest gave a sinister smile, and said, "However, a junior who has only cultivated sword energy, how dare he take advantage of it and pretend to be an expert?"

"His Royal Highness, let Xiaodao teach this person a lesson."

Xing Wang hesitated slightly, and did not say anything to stop him. The black-robed Taoist stepped over to Yan Xi's side in one step, and the black dust whisk in his hand turned into black silk all over the sky, and hit Yan Xi head-on.

Yan Xi also didn't understand, how could this person act recklessly?

He's not particularly rude, he's just fooling people into buying a sect. These people seem to have a strange combination, and they must be rich. Chasing Cloud Cave is the property of an old friend of the teacher. He looks after the house by himself. What's wrong with selling tickets?
Facing the black-robed Taoist who directly attacked him, Yan Xi was worried that the pistol was not powerful enough, so he took out a submachine gun, pulled the trigger hard, and emptied the entire magazine.

He didn't know when he got this submachine gun as a trophy, and its performance wasn't too bad.

The black-robed Taoist was beaten with sparks all over his body. He was stunned for a while, then laughed grimly again, and shouted: "The poor Taoist has been in the world and the law world for many years. He has a strong body to protect him, and a mere hidden weapon. How can he plot against him?"

Yan Xi took out a Mistral Wind, which has a very silly name, but it is made by the French company Matera. A missile is worth [-] U.S. dollars.

Aiming at this brash black-robed Taoist priest is a "northwest wind launch".

The "Northwest Wind" warhead weighs 3 kilograms and is composed of high-energy explosives and 1850 tungsten alloy steel balls. It can destroy all types of aircraft and anti-ship missiles.

The black-robed Taoist priest had never seen such a sharp "hidden weapon". He held it up for a while, shook off the black whisk, and wanted to grab this little thing with a magic weapon.

How could he have expected that the tail of this northwest wind warhead would ignite flames, and hit his body with incredible force like flying lightning.The Whisk magic weapon with body and body was blasted hundreds of meters away, hit a stone wall and was blown to pieces.

Yan Xi was carrying the launcher. The wholesale price of this thing was more than [-] US dollars. He was not willing to throw it away, so he put it in a black cloth pocket and replaced it.

Fortunately, Wang Su knew that the black-robed Taoist was powerful, and he was one of the top three magicians under his command, but this little Taoist used a strange magic weapon to blow him into pieces, leaving his bones intact. He couldn't help being shocked, and shouted: " All the elders, hurry up and escort them."

A Taoist priest who was also wearing a black robe raised his hand and let out a stream of black air, which turned into black clouds, covering everyone.

The Taoist shouted: "Your Majesty, don't be afraid. I, the Dharma Protector Black Cloud, can't even burn the real fire under the door of the Three Fire Gods. Even if this little Taoist priest has mana, he can't hurt His Highness."

When Zhao Yan'er was fighting Ding Longfei that day, the disciples of the Three Fire God Lords had a fierce fight with this group of people, but failed to break through the black cloud of dharma protection, so they had to disperse in the end.

In the past few days, King Xing has encountered several fights in a row, all relying on the protection of this Taoist's guardian Heiyun, he was very convinced of his ability, and shouted: "Xiao Xianchang, this king has no malicious intentions, please don't do anything."

Yan Xi smiled and said: "I have no malice either! That Taoist priest suddenly wanted to fight, who would have expected that he couldn't even catch a thunderbolt in the palm of his hand, this is already the worst Taoism in our sect."

Xing Wang asked the left and right in amazement: "Is the palm thunder so powerful?"

The Taoist priest who urged the black cloud shouted: "Don't listen to his nonsense. Lightning in the palm is a very weak spell, and it may not be able to defeat His Highness's bodyguard. This is an evil spell called Five Flame Yin Thunder. It is not easy to practice, although it is very powerful. , but after one shot, it is consumed."

"Lucky King didn't see him, he replaced another Lei, and it turned out that the Lei shelf was empty!"

Xing Wang was relieved, and shouted: "Xiao Xianchang, can you accept the five flames and thunder, so that we can grow up and talk?"

Yan Xi thought for a while, and sure enough, he took the Northwest Wind missile away, and said, "That's fine."

There are several magicians in this group, Yan Xi saw that the other party could stir up the billowing black clouds, and knew that even with the northwest wind, he could not gain the upper hand, so he could only take advantage of the situation to injure a few people.

Now that one has been killed, it's better to use language to fool you if you get off your horse.

Yan Xi secretly said: "This is another group of people looking for Feijian."

"People coming and going in Chasing Cloud Cave, it's too lively! Why don't you go to Yichan Nunnery for a while? It's cleaner over there."

(End of this chapter)