Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 214: There is no way to retreat, why not fight hard (Thanks to the leader of the "Returning Home Team Zhuang Dingjia" for the support)
Flying two hundred miles to the southwest, the middle-aged man stopped when he heard the shouts from behind.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, straightened the crooked hexagonal flat-top hat, looked at the man in black who still refused to give up, sighed, and said: "Junior brother Jin, those people are obviously taking pains to protect the children. With the power of the sect, you are not just going out for training. If you listen to my brother's advice, there will be no serious harm to you and me, so let's just stop and don't be greedy for the hot money."

He already understood that he was being used by his fellow juniors and juniors, and the two of them deliberately downplayed the fact that those people took the hard road.

It is only said that those people came from the east and looked at their clothing and dress. They were monks from the Ning Dynasty.

Take your disciples out for training.

He saw what he saw and believed it. The so-called disciples had clearly just entered Qi Qi and were children who had not grown up. If they used their brains, they would know what was going on?

In a place with no rules in the wild, he just followed the bluff and extorted a few treasures from the flower world. After being taught a lesson by the seniors who came out of the flower world, he no longer wanted to participate in such things.

The man in black knew that he had offended the two senior brothers who had been invited to help. A bitter smile appeared on his face and said: "Senior Brother Min, you have never seen how arrogant they are..."

The middle-aged man didn't want to hear any more one-word explanations, so he just said that. It would be useless to say more. He interrupted firmly and said: "Brother and Junior Brother Guo have some urgent matters that need to be dealt with, so let's say goodbye."

He glanced at the woman with evasive eyes, and quickly flew away to the southwest with another taciturn man.

He decided to have less contact with some hypocritical guys in the future.

There was hesitation in the eyes of the woman covered with black gauze, and she whispered: "Senior Brother Jin, let's forget it. Neither of us can deal with those three monks who came from Daning."

The man in black had a natural smile and a ferocious look on his face. He took a deep breath at the black dot disappearing from the sky and cursed: "You are a cowardless person who wants to take advantage of you and get ready benefits without daring to take any risks. How can there be such a thing in the world?" Good thing?"

After venting a few words, his expression returned to normal and he said: "Junior sister, don't worry, I have a plan that can help us vent our anger. Hasn't Uncle Mai been asking where there is news about the third-order spirits? We don't have to hide it from everyone. The fact that these monks in Ning Chao are suspected of taking the path of painstaking efforts only needs this and that..."

The veiled woman nodded and said with a smile: "This plan is feasible, and Uncle Mai will definitely take action."

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Xu Yuanchang and others chose their camp on a slope three miles away to the south of the "Huajian Road" hilltop.

Plant red willow branches and scatter bean soldiers within two miles to be on guard.

The night was uneventful.

The next morning, after the two children had finished their meal, they continued their journey, but Liu Xianfeng hid in the red willow branches of the bamboo box behind Xu Yuanchang and no longer appeared in public. She needed to familiarize herself with a few skills learned from the secret realm.

At noon while traveling west, Xu Yuanchang and Meng Caiqin heard a threatening roar in the distance, and their expressions changed at the same time.

They looked at two small black spots in the southwest sky coming towards them.

"Fourth floor monk?"

"Don't be afraid. Let's show our identity. They don't dare to violate the rules of the Ancestral Holy Land and attack the monks on the Path of Pain, otherwise they won't be able to bear the consequences."

Xu Yuanchang said calmly, he didn't expect the man in black to seek revenge from the masters of the fourth floor.

There are some stipulated rules in the more than ten dynasties of Dingzhou. For example, they cannot send forces to maliciously block and attack the monks who are taking the painstaking path. In lawless places like the Infinite Mountains, the monks of the fourth floor are not allowed to attack the monks who are taking the painstaking path.

Otherwise, everyone will follow the same example, and the road of painstaking efforts will become a road of failure.

How does the Ancestral Holy Land select disciples and students?

The consequence of breaking the rules is a group attack.

However, Sanzhonglou monks are not subject to this restriction, but they cannot exceed a certain number.

Half of the dangers on the painstaking road come from man-made disasters and half come from the harsh environment. Going too smoothly is not what the Ancestral Holy Land wants to see.

The two of them quickly took out the Wanli Communication Talisman, recited a few words silently, and then went out separately.

This is an invisible deterrent.

Although I don’t know the person’s last name, clues have been sent out.

Meng Caiqin was busy setting up formations nearby, while Xu Yuanchang had already taken out red willow branches and inserted them into the gravel and mud.

The visitor was not good, and he was prepared for the worst.

There was a faint vibration from the ring on his left hand.

The rabbit's eyes glowed with gems, and he shouted: "Fellow Daoist Xu, please let me out, and I will take care of that audacious boy from the fourth level. I will make sure that he never comes back and that no bones or scraps are left."

Xu Yuanchang ignored the rabbit that was causing trouble.

If he believed what the blackmail beast said, everyone here would be wiped out.

"You can't deal with the boy from Sichuanlou. You can't call for help from people in the deserted mountains. Don't expect other people's conscience to find out what bullshit rules they follow. He will destroy all of you to the point where there are no traces left. There are ways to cover it up. Let me out quickly." We are working together to deal with them, can we still harm you? "

Hearing the shameless words of the blackmail beast, the corners of Xu Yuanchang's mouth twitched unnoticeably.

No matter how much he hypes and confuses right and wrong, he can't release the rabbit. There is not a single word of truth in this guy's mouth. He is just confused if he believes it.

He has tried many methods, but he can't stop the ring space blackmail beast from harassing him, unless he throws the ring farther away.

I noticed that Liu Xianfeng had disappeared into the red willow branches that were taking root and growing on the ground.

"Sir, what should I do?"

"Don't panic. He sounded a warning. We still have to talk. You hide and don't come out yet. Wait for my signal and act accordingly."

Xu Yuanchang quickly arranged a few words through the message, flew down to the top of a nearby hill and stood there, waiting for the two of them to come.

Soon, a man in black with a fake smile on his face arrived, accompanied by an old man in a brown robe with gray hair, stopped two miles away, and looked down at Xu Yuanchang, who was bowing respectfully.

"Xu Yuanchang, a demon hunter from the Daning Dynasty, was ordered to escort the Taoist boy on the painstaking road to the Dingxiantai Taoist court. I don't know what I call you, senior? But I came from the Xiyu Dynasty. What can I ask about?"

Xu Yuanchang asked calmly, clasping his fists.

He has identified himself, the summons has been sent, come on.

The old man in brown robe looked at the calm young Taoist priest, chuckled, and said: "I am from the Xiyu Dynasty. I don't want to trouble you. I have a business I want to do with you. It's not bad if you call out your spiritual pet." Rules of the Ancestral Holy Land.”

His eyes glanced at the child protected by the formation and the tamarisk tree.

Xu Yuanchang understood that spiritual pets were not protected by rules, and the other party had to buy and sell them by force.

The Holy Land of the Ancestral Court will not help him stand out, and the Sitian Palace of the Daning Dynasty has no control over the monks of the Xiyu Dynasty. Even if there is negotiation, it will be a long-term wrangling. Moreover, it is just a spiritual pet, and the matter can be big or small.

It's a good calculation.

He glanced at the man in black behind him who had caused the trouble, and said with a smile: "This junior's spiritual pet is not for sale, senior, please forgive me."

An angry look appeared on the face of the old man in brown robe, and he snorted coldly and said: "You bullied others and injured my two nephews. How should the debt be settled? It's not that I bullied you, it was you who were wronged first. As the saying goes, 'It's justified.' Traveling all over the world, you can't move without reason. If you don't compensate for the losses, you can't go anywhere."

The pressure is like a tide, overwhelming.

In the wild, fists are the rule, and he uses both hard and soft skills with great proficiency.

Xu Yuanchang's body shook a few times, and the cyan brilliance and mountain marks and cloud patterns flowed. Looking at the intensity of this pressure, the opponent should be in the middle or late stage of the fourth level building. It was Chi Guoguo who defeated him.

He pretended to see sweat on his forehead and shouted: "Senior, how come you don't care about the truth? It's your two nephews and other monks who want to rob us, and the injuries on their bodies are not caused by us. Senior wants to buy junior's Spiritual pets also have to wait for our Daning Dynasty’s equivalent masters to come..."

The pressure suddenly increased, as if he was choking on a headwind, forcing the words behind him back into his throat.

The other party did not give him any more opportunity to defend himself.

The old man in brown robe said coldly: "Those who know the current affairs are heroes. If you don't agree, we will just waste our time until the masters you summon and notify come. However, I remind you that under pressure and tempering, we will suffer losses." It’s you who has damaged your cultivation foundation. It’s your fault. Please think carefully.”

He was already a little impatient and threatened directly with words.

Trying to cut through the chaos quickly, he "bought" the third-level spirit charm and quickly returned to the Xiyu Dynasty to avoid confronting the masters of the fourth level building who arrived from the Daning Dynasty. After all, this matter has a bad reputation, so as not to start another dispute.

He has seen that the other party does not have any big background power.

If a monk from a large sect of a big family encounters an invincible situation, he will reveal his family status when meeting him.

He was also looking at the dishes and weighing the pros and cons. Could it be that he could still steal it by force?
Xu Yuanchang felt murderous intent growing in his heart under the waves of pressure. He seemed to be afraid, and shouted: "Xianfeng, come out."

The dragon has reverse scales, which will kill you if you touch it.

The opponent wants to rob his comrades, and there is no room for maneuver. There is no way to retreat, so why not fight hard?

Even if he faced the monks from the Fifth Level Tower, he would not give in to this situation.

The worst that can happen is to release the noisy rabbits, and regardless of the flood behind them, those who are unreasonable and bully others will die without a burial place first.

He was so humiliated that he was filled with anger and sent a coded signal that the two of them could understand to Liu Xianfeng.

Meng Caiqin heard clearly and was filled with resentment. She said through the message: "Don't go out. Let's delay the time first. That old monster doesn't dare to do anything..."

At most, it will make Fellow Daoist Xu suffer some hardships.

Liu Xianfeng had already flown out of the red willow tree, took out a shadow stone in his hand, and yelled: "Old guy, it's in vain that you are a fourth-level building, and you don't even dare to report your name and sect. Your two nephews are the same as each other. They are equally despicable and have bad conduct. They have brought shame to your ancestors and sect..." "What a shameless servant!"

The old man in brown robe became furious, changed his target, and waved his sleeves to sweep at the sharp-toothed charmer.

At this moment, Xu Yuanchang took action boldly, and dozens of flying knives screamed at the brown-robed old man. Several of them turned into more cold light knife shadows, which was quite impressive.

"Hmph, you dare to show your ugly face with such a small trick. I can't even think of hurting me even if I stand still."

The old man in brown robe sneered. The juniors nowadays really don't know the heights of the world and dare to attack him. If he punishes him again, it will not be considered a violation. Otherwise, where is the majesty of the seniors of the fourth floor?
He didn't move even half a step, and his sleeves flicked in the middle of the wave.

The wind howled, and he wanted to use the flying knife shot by the little Taoist priest to teach him a lesson.

However, in the next moment, the face of the old man in brown robe changed drastically. The flying knives that were reflected back by the force of his sleeve, as well as the broken and invisible illusory knife shadows, hid a strange jade knife in them, bucking the trend.

A "chi" sound broke through the invisible wind, and the jade sword was extremely fast, leaving only a wave of light in the air.

A frightening yellow brilliance suddenly appeared on the brown-robed old man's body.

He desperately tried to move to the side, but the attack broke out too quickly. He was only ten feet away from the cold light. The terrifying power that shocked the soul had locked onto him, making him unable to escape.

Among them was a trace of fifth-level power, with sharp murderous intent, pulling the spiritual energy in the air.

He wanted to yell for mercy, but no sound came out.

From the bottom of his heart, he hated the two nephews who tricked him into committing suicide. They were bastards.

He knew that he had offended someone he shouldn't have offended, and he didn't know which junior family it was. He relied on the one-time treasure rewarded by the ancestor of the fifth floor building, which was specially refined to target the soul of the fourth floor building. It would be useless for outsiders to use it. Treasures can be released at the slightest disagreement and kill people.

Is there any room for reasoning?

He felt so wronged, and he just wanted to talk about a business, and his attitude was a little bit tyrannical.

This time we hit the iron plate. Why didn't the young man identify himself?
"Bang", the man in black who was three feet away behind the old man didn't understand the situation yet. He was the first to suffer. He was hit by the power that exploded from the old man without distinguishing between friend and foe.

"Crack" the bones cracked, and the man in black was like a bloody gourd, hitting the top of the mountain hundreds of feet away.

He never expected that Uncle Mai would capsize in a small sewer and be picked up by a junior instead.

He was completely unprepared and was caught off guard and suffered a heavy blow.

The moment the jade sword hit the old man in brown robe, it exploded into powder. However, the divine power contained in it slammed into the old man's chest. The dazzling brown robe was useless, and seven or eight muffled sounds erupted from various parts of the old man's body. .

Shenting, Tanzhong, Qihai and other orifices shot out streams of blood.

The old man's whole body was like a torn sack. He was hit hard and fell backwards in the air. When he resisted and stopped, his whole body was in tatters and miserable. Half of his soul was destroyed, and the energy and blood in his body became a mess.

Xu Yuanchang used the Great Opening Fighting Technique to escape from the attacks of more than a dozen flying knives that the old man waved his sleeves to fight back in a thrilling manner.

A dense sound of "duh duh duh" was heard in my ears, and all the flying knives pierced into the rocks and disappeared.

Seeing that the old guy survived the "Soul-Destroying Knife" attack but was still seriously injured and dying, Xu Yuanchang jumped up and took advantage of the fact that his illness was killing him and he could not give the old man a chance to breathe.

The opponent is definitely a master in the late stage of the fourth floor, with strong vitality. He does not want to be killed because of his carelessness.

With a wave of his left hand, he first painted a piece of green wood evil on the forehead of the old man who was laughing horribly. Then he released his right hand to pinch the mountain divine sense, and the mountain patterns wrapped around the old man's body. The secret method of Shinto can ignore the protection and attack the opponent directly.

The old man stared with blood-dripping eyes, raised his wrist with all his strength, and flicked at the young Taoist priest who had rushed closer to Li Xu.

Xu Yuanchang flicked his right hand, and twelve flying knives shot out, almost at the same time as the old man's attack.

The rabbit in the ring space was so anxious that he jumped around and yelled: "Let me out, and I will kill that old man with residual blood. I am so angry..."

Xu Yuanchang sensed the danger, and his body swayed, and three figures that could not distinguish between true and false suddenly appeared around him.

There were two "bang bang" sounds, and the power of that finger was divided into two attacks in the air, defeating the figure that Xu Yuanchang had conjured using the Incarnation Technique and the Phantom Technique to confuse his vision.

Xu Yuanchang, who narrowly escaped the blow, saw the old man flicking him again.

He could no longer transform into a substitute phantom for a short period of time and could not avoid it. He tried his best to activate the leopard demon soul pet in the soul falling stone and resisted with his life.

His body almost twisted into an exaggerated twist arc, but he still couldn't avoid the old man's angry finger.

"Bang", Xu Yuanchang felt like he was hit by a hill.

The roaring leopard shadow behind him turned into a "whoop" and dispersed. The Soul Falling Stone shattered into several pieces and was completely scrapped.

The mountain marks and cloud patterns on his body flashed, and he couldn't stop his body from turning, and slammed into the rocks with his back.

His vision went dark and he almost fainted.

Fortunately, the old man could no longer deliver a third blow, otherwise he would have been unable to resist.

Two flying knives hit the old man's forehead and Qi Hai. The other flying knives were deflected by the old man's barely used magic power and passed by him. The two magic flying knives were used by Xu Yuanchang using a special "knife gesture" technique. Regardless of the strength, His speed and speed were second to none, and he penetrated the old man's orifice which was originally injured and bleeding until it was gone.

The injuries that overwhelmed the old man made matters worse.

If he had been subjected to these Shinto secret techniques and attacks from no matter how exquisite the flying knives, the old man would definitely sneer at him.

At this moment, it was extremely difficult for him to move his fingers, and he was helplessly missing the opportunity to kill that insidious and cunning boy.

The most hateful thing is that Senior Nephew Jin can still get up, but he pretends to be dead and stands by, instead of coming to help him share the burden and buy some time. He is really stupid.

Liu Xianfeng, full of anger, suddenly appeared in the air behind the old man. She and the young master cooperated tacitly.

Seeing that the blow the young master received from the front was definitely serious, he swung the dark golden camphor wood and smashed it down hard.

"Bang", the old man was hit hard, with blood splattering from his orifices and all over his body.

The old man's efforts to maintain this body were completely destroyed by this stick, and his life without respite was even more precarious.

There was a strong gust of wind that fought back hard and knocked Liu Xianfeng flying into the air as he tried to chase down a stick.

However, the skin on the old man's face and hands was infected with an invisible poison, which turned dark at an extremely fast rate and eroded violently into his undefended body.

Liu Xianfeng's poisoning techniques became more and more sophisticated.

"Bang", the old man's body fell from the air to the ground, his vitality collapsed irreversibly, and a bit of dim golden light flew up hastily.

"Go away!"

Liu Xianfeng stabilized her figure. She absolutely could not let the old man's golden elixir and remnant soul escape.

Complete the task of eliminating thieves and leaving no future troubles.

In desperation, she used her remaining strength to throw the magic stick at him.

She received the final blow from the old man's crossbow and was almost beaten to pieces. Fortunately, she was protected by a few treasures.

The golden camphor wood flying in the air suddenly bloomed with soul-fixing light, and it suddenly delayed the golden elixir beads that had not yet rushed into the sky. With a "pop", the head of the stick hit the cracked golden elixir hard, and the old man screamed in horror. Complete annihilation.

There is no residual soul under the magic stick.

The golden elixir that shattered into bits of powder was also swept away by the golden camphor wood.

The man in black, covered in blood, witnessed the whole process of Uncle Mai being attacked and beaten to death by two juniors.

He struggled to get up, fearful in his heart, and fled south.

He just wants to stay away now and regrets provoking someone he can't afford to offend.

"Still want to leave!"

Then Meng Caiqin yelled angrily.

The golden flag turned into a mist, trapping the injured and frightened man in black.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, do we need to keep a living witness, or should we get rid of him completely?"

Meng Caiqin looked back at Liu Xianfeng who had withdrawn the black and inconspicuous short stick, but she asked Xu Yuanchang, who was struggling to get up from the rock pit two miles away, that she did not dare to make any decisions.

That master and servant were actually able to kill a late-level master of the fourth floor head-on.

The tacit understanding of cooperation is obvious at first glance.

She couldn't figure out the mysterious background of the seemingly ordinary Daoist Xu?
There are many methods, and the power of the treasure that previously severely damaged the old man, even if it is three miles away, still makes her feel suffocated.

Too strong.

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(End of this chapter)