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"Uh……"

Both of them were at a standstill, Master Ziyang was even more impatient, the three of them as elders were about to die, these two juniors came here to join in the fun, isn't that courting death?

"Tsing Yi, you guys leave first!"

Chen Dasheng stood in front of several people, never leaving his gaze from the purple-clothed man in front of him, faintly, this purple-clothed man oppressed him very strongly. .

"Brother Chen, you?" Shen Qingyi was taken aback when he heard this.

"Don't worry, leave it to me!" Chen Dasheng said.

They stayed here only to drag oil bottles, and would only bind Chen Dasheng's hands and feet. The Shen brothers and sisters also knew this, without too much hesitation, Shen Qingyi helped Ziyang up, and Shen Qingmu was also pissed He ran over to help the other two people up. This is the time for him to earn his performance. If he behaves well, maybe the mistakes he made before going down the mountain will be wiped out.

"Brother Chen (Brother Chen), be careful!"

The two of them still had some faith in Chen Dasheng's strength. After all, the incident of tearing up the Martial Saint yesterday is still vivid in their minds. After a word of instruction, they took the three of them into the sky and headed for the mountain where they were at first. Go, make room for the two.

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"Boy, sign up!"

Letting Shen Qingmu and the others leave, the man in purple didn't try to stop him. Instead, he developed a strong interest in Chen Dasheng. A boy with a hairy head actually dared to stop him. His eyes collided, almost sparks collided. It feels like the other party is a little different.

"Don't tell you!"

Facing the condescending question from the man in purple, Chen Dasheng faintly uttered a few words.

The man in purple frowned, he was a majestic devil, even a brat dared to talk to him in such a tone, could it be that he was bullied by a dog?

"Could it be that you are also the disciple and grandson of old man Chunyang? Isn't old man Chunyang a sword wielder? When did the disciples use a stick?" said the man in purple.

Chen Dasheng grinned, and raised the big fairy stick in his hand, "You think of him as a stick, but I think of him as a sword. It's just that my sword looks a bit unique."

The purple-clothed man twitched his face, "Yellow-mouthed boy, slick-toothed, and full of nonsense, are you looking for death? Hurry up and report your name, I won't accept nameless ghosts under my command!"

"I only know that people are drifting in the rivers and lakes, don't leave a name, or they will be remembered by the enemy, and it will be very troublesome!" Chen Dasheng said.

"Boy, you are very naughty, do you know who you are talking to?" Looking at Chen Dasheng's innocuous look, murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the man in purple.

"Huh? Then I have to ask you, who is your master?" Chen Dasheng asked.

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"Tsing Yi, who is that young man?"

On the top of the mountain, looking at the two stalemate below, Master Ziyang asked Shen Qingyi while panting heavily.

Shen Qingyi said, "His name is Chen Dasheng, he is my brother and I's friend, master, are you alright?"

"Don't worry, I won't be able to die for the time being!" Master Ziyang waved his hand, then turned to look at the two people on the other hand, "Are you alright?"

"It's just that the viscera are damaged and the power is exhausted too much. It will be better after a few days of recuperation." Both of them shook their heads, expressing that they were fine, and the middle-aged man with mustache said to Master Ziyang.

This person is the Ninth Martial Uncle of the Shen brothers and sisters, Taoist name Ziqing Zhenren, and the other white-bearded Taoist is the master uncle Zilong Zhenren.

Enduring the pain, the three of them looked down, and Master Zilong said, "Can that person do it?"

'That person' was naturally referring to Chen Dasheng, Shen Qingmu smacked his lips, and was a little uncertain, "Maybe, probably, it should work, right?"

"Maybe it's rough, if it's okay, if it's not, then it's not!" Ziyang real person glared at Shen Qingmu.

Shen Qingmu shrank her neck, not daring to say any more nonsense.

Master Ziqing swept his eyes from a distance, and said worriedly, "The man in purple is too strong, I'm afraid he is no match for him!"

As he spoke, he took out a light yellow jade talisman and handed it to Shen Qingmu.

"Uncle?" Shen Qingmu looked at Master Ziqing with some doubts.

"Hurry up, tell the head what happened here, and let the head send experts over!" Ziqing said unequivocally, now they are all seriously injured, and their internal energy is exhausted, even driving a communication talisman is a bit strenuous.

"Yes!"

When Shen Qingmu heard the words, he didn't dare to be negligent, and directly took the communication talisman into his hand.

"Wait for the sect leader to send someone over, I'll be afraid for an hour or two!" The faces of the three Ziyang real people are full of worry. Although the distance between Luoxia Mountain and Donghua Mountain is not far, it is not close. There is still a distance , It took them all morning to come here. If they waited for rescue, when the reinforcements arrived, the day lily might be cold.

Of course, they can also choose to escape. The young man below also has the Martial Saint Realm, and he can resist for a while if he wants to. If he takes this opportunity to escape, he may be able to escape for a certain distance, but that is only for a certain distance. The strength of the purple-clothed man is unpredictable. If he wanted to kill them wholeheartedly, they would be seriously injured, would they be able to escape?

"Master, did you come here for the treasure? What kind of treasure is it? How did you fight with that person?" Shen Qingyi asked curiously. In her heart, she was still more curious about the treasure.

Faced with Shen Qingyi's barrage of inquiries, Master Ziyang shook his head, "Let's talk about it later, you two stay safe and wait for the teacher and your uncle and uncle to recover their vitality before fighting with that one again." !"

After saying that, Ziyang Zhenren and the other three took out a bottle of elixir, knocked two pills each, and sat on the ground, starting to repair the injury and restore the lost vitality.

For the current plan, the only way to recover a little strength is to seize the time, and maybe the reinforcements from Donghua Mountain can be delayed.

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Every time I said a word, I could be pushed back by the kid in front of me. The man in purple was very upset, and pointed at Chen Dasheng with his cane from a distance, "Young man, those three old guys are not my opponents. But you're rushing to die, don't tell me you're really not afraid of death?"

"How could I not be afraid of death?" Chen Dasheng was a little amused, "Just because you beat them, doesn't mean you can beat me. Seeing that you are full of demonic energy, you shouldn't be a good person, right? What is your background, can you tell me?" Tell me, maybe we still have relatives."

"Heh, I, Huangfu Xuan, how can the majestic king of the demon world have a relative like you!" The man in purple was overjoyed by Chen Dasheng's words, and his tone was full of contempt and disdain.

"Mozun? Are you from the Demon Realm?"

Chen Dasheng frowned, he met a sky demon ghost in the [-] mountains before, it was the Great Demon God of the Demon Realm, why did another Demon Lord appear now?He knew very little about the Xiaoyaojie, even less about the Demon Realm, and he didn't know who this Huangfuxuan was.

"You should save these questions and ask Hades!"

As if realizing that Chen Dasheng was delaying time, the man in purple made a decisive decision, stopped talking nonsense with Chen Dasheng, took a step with his left foot, and his figure suddenly flashed in front of Chen Dasheng, and his dark cane slapped directly on the top of Chen Dasheng's head.

The opponent was approaching menacingly, Chen Dasheng didn't dare to neglect, he immediately used the Drunken Immortal Moon-Watching Step, stepped on the mysterious footwork, and dodged sideways to the left side of the purple-clothed man.

"Oh!"

The reaction of the man in purple was also extremely fast, without retreating at all, he directly waved his cane to meet Chen Dasheng, the impact was deafening, as if two high-speed trains had collided.

The shock wave leveled everything around, the ground cracked fine lines, and the strong reaction force made Chen Dasheng fly back tens of meters, and the man in purple staggered back several steps.

"So much strength, boy, are you a bull?" The purple-clothed man's eyes were full of surprise, the strength of Chen Dasheng's stick had obviously exceeded his estimation.

The slightly numb hand was holding the big immortal stick tightly, and just now, he was obviously at a disadvantage. The man in purple clothes was stronger than him, and he might have the realm of a martial immortal.

Because he couldn't see clearly the realm of the man in purple, Chen Dasheng could only make a simple assessment based on the strength displayed by the other party.

"You're not bad either!" Chen Dasheng replied with a smile on his face, a little more defensive in his heart. (To be continued.)