Oh Brother Niu, how did you kill him? ”

Seeing that Wang Yuan slapped Zhu Yeqing to death, the paper was short and long and panicked.

"What? He's your friend? Wang Yuan asked in confusion.

They don't seem to know each other well.

"It's not!" Yan Wuyun and the others hurriedly said: "I am friends with Hell Yunxiao, and he is just a temporary team, but the boss knows him." ”

"Oops......" The paper said anxiously: "I don't know him well, but Brother Niu, why did you kill him?" Let's go, or it's over. ”

"Haha!"

Wang Yuan laughed when he heard this: "Could it be that he is still the core master of some big gang?" ”

Big gang or something, Wang Yuan has never been afraid, is the Wansheng Mountain Cow not a bull? Wang Yuan still didn't pay attention to it.

"That's not it...... It's just that he ......"

"Master! That's him! ”

Before the paper was short and long, a cyan light flew in front of Wang Yuan and the others, only to see Zhu Yeqing pulling a short man, pointing at Wang Yuan and saying, "It was he who killed the disciple and robbed the disciple's magic weapon." ”

"His master is in the ...... of Woniu Village" At this time, the words behind the paper short love also came out, and he glanced at the dwarf and said, "Ling Xuozi senior." ”

The reason why Paper Short Love also gave the task to Zhu Yeqing was because Zhu Yeqing's master was in Woniu Village, thinking that if the task could not be completed the first time, at least he could ask the NPC seniors for help.

As a result, the task was successful, but Wang Yuan was clean and neat, and he exploded Zhu Yeqing's head with a slap, and it was so difficult for the paper to be short and long.

"Ling Xuzi?"

Wang Yuan glanced down at the dwarf, and said secretly in his heart, "What's going on today?" How can I have a grudge against a dwarf? ”

Ling Xuozi was short in stature, but his momentum was quite good, with a purple gourd hanging from his waist and a cyan sword behind his back.

At this time, Ling Xuzi was raising his head and glaring angrily at Wang Yuan.

However, due to the height difference, Ling Xuzi's momentum did not seem to be very sufficient.

After looking at Wang Yuan, Ling Xuzi asked Wang Yuan sharply: "Who are you from?" Dare to hurt my disciple? ”

As soon as Ling Xuzi's words came out, the information appeared in front of Wang Yuan.

【Qingcheng Two Immortals Ling Xuzi】

Realm: Jindan five layers

Qi and blood: sufficient

Mana: Abundant

Spell: Nanming Lihuo Qingcheng Sword Technique

Introduction: The third generation of deacons of the Qingcheng faction, and Lingyunzi of the Qingcheng faction are called the two immortals of Qingcheng.

"Jindan Five-Layer ......"

Seeing Ling Xuzi's realm, Wang Yuan's expression became solemn, this dwarf's cultivation is really not low, and he is too strong to be a big realm compared to Mao.

The division of realms may seem like hierarchies, but the meaning is completely different.

Because the cultivators of the immortal spirit realm, the exercises cultivated by each level of the great realm must be stronger than the previous realm and one grade.

A great realm is not just to say that Ling Xuzi's cultivation is ten layers higher than Mao Tai.

The key is that the exercises cultivated during the Jindan period are one level stronger than those cultivated during the foundation building period, and the magic weapon flying sword equipment on the body is one level higher.

For example, the tenth layer of the foundation and the first layer of Jindan may only be one layer apart, but the difference in strength is indeed very different.

Wang Yuan has not yet built a foundation at this time, although he can easily face the enemy Mao Tai, but it is still a little difficult to face the Jindan stage boss from two realms.

No wonder Zhu Yeqing is so arrogant, it turns out that this kid has a backer.

However, what are the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect doing in this Woniu Village.

"No door, no faction!"

Wang Yuan originally wanted to report Shi Gong's name, but when he thought that Shi Gong's eighty percent was a fake name, it was useless to report it, so he simply said that he had no sect.

"No sect?"

Ling Xuozi suddenly laughed: "Looking at your dress, I thought you were a disciple of the Brahma Sect, since you have no sect and no sect, it will be easy to do!" ”

“？”

This Ling Xuzi is a little dirty, if Wang Yuan is a member of the Brahma Sect, he won't dare to say anything.

"I heard that the multi-armed bear hair died at your hands?" At this time, Ling Xuzi changed his words and asked Wang Yuandao.

"What do you mean?" Wang Yuan asked with squinted eyes.

"Huh!"

Ling Xuozi smiled and said, "I heard that Mrs. Mao also has a bit of a relationship with my Qingcheng, I wonder if his Chiyin Sword is in your hand?" If you return the Chiyin Sword to our Qingcheng faction, the old man will no longer pursue today's matter. ”

Ling Xuzi's words have come to this, and Wang Yuan also knows what this thing is thinking.

If you want to grab the flying sword, you can say that it is good to grab the flying sword, and what do you say that Mrs. Mao has a relationship with the Qingcheng faction......

Moreover, this guy is a senior of the Qingcheng faction, bullying the weak and fearing the hard with a gun, and his behavior of blackmailing the younger monks is really shameless enough.

It seems that the Qingcheng faction in the fairy realm and the Qingcheng faction in the mortal realm are not good goods.

"And what if I don't pay it back?"

Wang Yuanyun raised the Nine Turns Xuangong and asked flatly.

The attributes of the Chiyin Sword are no different from garbage for Wang Yuan, who has the Xuangui Sword, but if it is thrown into the market, it will have to be sold for three or five high-grade spirit stones.

This amount of money is only a few hundred gold when converted into gold, Wang Yuan is not rare, but Ling Xuzi's attitude makes Wang Yuan extremely unhappy.

Wang Yuan does a lot of extortion on weekdays, but Wang Yuan is at least famous, and if he really wants to be reasonable, even if Wang Yuan's methods are damaged, he will not fall to the ground and embarrass the sect.

Ling Xuozi was about to blackmail when he made a name for himself, and Wang Yuan was ashamed of him.

"Then the old man is going to talk to you about you hurting my fugitive!"

Ling Xuozi smiled slightly, revealing an expression of helplessness, it seemed that he had already eaten Wang Yuan.

"Senior Ling Xuzi is right!"

Wang Yuan smiled and took out the flying sword and handed it over: "This Chiyin sword is the flying sword of Mao Tai's house, and today I will return the other things to the original owner......

"Those who know the times are Junjie!" Ling Xuzi stretched out his hand to catch the flying sword, and said to Zhu Yeqing: "Disciple, this Red Yin Sword is yours, and it should be regarded as a magic weapon to compensate you." ”

The second-order flying sword was exchanged for a first-order magic weapon, and Ling Xuzi was really a good calculation.

However, just as Ling Xuzi was about to take over the Chiyin Sword, Wang Yuan's face suddenly changed, and he took the Chiyin Sword back into his pocket with his backhand, and at the same time took a step forward to get closer to Ling Xuzi, and slapped Ling Xuzi's face with one palm.

With this palm, Wang Yuan wanted to pat him on the chest, but this guy was too short.

"Bang!"

Wang Yuan is such a divine power, this sudden palm slapped on Ling Xuzi's face, Ling Xuzi was slapped on the spot and flew out a full dozen zhang away, before he fell heavily to the ground, and fell to the ground and turned over a few times before stopping.

"I rely on ?!"

Yan Wuyun and the others were stunned when they saw that Wang Yuan was not humming or panting, and suddenly slapped Ling Xuzi away with one palm.

Is this monk so ruthless? The great monk of the Jindan period also dared to attack? Sure enough, it was as bold as the legend.

A few people wanted to help Wang Yuan, but Ling Xuzi's cultivation was too high, and they didn't dare to interfere, and they were very embarrassed for a while.

"Bastard! Dare to hurt my master! ”

Seeing that Ling Xuozi was beaten, Zhu Yeqing was also stunned first, and immediately took out a flying sword and stabbed at Wang Yuan.

"Just you?"

Wang Yuan stretched out his right hand, grabbed the flying sword in his hand with a move [Hu Chao Entanglement], and then rushed to Zhu Yeqing with a move [Rampage], grabbed Zhu Yeqing's neck with his left hand, and slammed it hard.

"Click!" Bang.

Zhu Yeqing's neck was pinched off, and the scene in front of Zhu Yeqing's eyes turned around, and he came to the resurrection point again.

At this time, Ling Xuzi, whose face was covered with blood, had already gotten up, patted the gourd on his waist, and a red flame sprayed towards Wang Yuan from a distance of more than a dozen zhang.

At the same time, the hand pinched the sword trick, and the long sword was unsheathed.

That Ling Xuzi has the cultivation of the Jindan period, and his strength is not the same as that of Zhu Yeqing.

Facing Ling Xuzi's Nanming Lihuo, Wang Yuan did not resist hard, but rolled on the left on the spot, lying on the ground and flashing the flames from the gourd, then supporting the ground with both hands and kicking the ground with both feet.

"Bang!"

A big pit was climbed out of Wang Yuan's feet, and Wang Yuan rushed towards Ling Xuzi at a very fast speed like a cannonball.

In just an instant, he crossed a distance of more than ten zhang and came not far from Ling Xuzi.

"Thousands of cities!"

Ling Xuozi was startled when he saw this, and hurriedly jumped back to open the distance, holding the sword trick in his hand, and the flying sword turned into dozens of sword lights and spun and stabbed towards Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan did not evade, raised his right arm to protect his head and face, and his footsteps did not stop at all.

Ling Xuzi was still casting spells after all, and he didn't have time to step on the flying sword, and his speed was not in a hurry.

"Bell, bell, bell!"

The sword light fell on Wang Yuan's body, and all of them were bounced away, and the next moment Wang Yuan had already rushed to Ling Xuozi.

"This ......"

Ling Xuozi had never seen such a fierce monk, Wang Yuan's momentum at this time seemed to have suppressed it, seeing Wang Yuan approaching, Ling Xuozi retreated again and again, while hurriedly commanding the flying sword to slash Wang Yuan.

Although Ling Xuzi's cultivation is two realms higher than Wang Yuan, his 90% damage immunity coupled with Wang Yuan's strong defense, his attack does not have much effect on Wang Yuan.

Without taking a few steps back, Wang Yuan stretched out his arm, grabbed Ling Xuzi's hair, and pulled it back.

"Oops!"

Ling Xuozi was dragged directly to Wang Yuan, and Wang Yuan's other hand was already bent into a claw, and the five fingers were like made of steel, and they were inserted into Ling Xuozi's chest without hindrance.

"Poof!"

Wang Yuan's claws pierced out of Ling Xuzi's back, and then he pulled back, and a bloody heart was pulled out by Wang Yuan.