Most of the spiritual realm cultivators in the Northern Wilderness and Northern Regions are in the Northern Cold Sect, as long as they are not from the Northern Cold Sect, no matter how big the matter is today, it will not hurt. Seeing Zhang Jiyun stretching out his hand, Amu still didn't move, just looked at him coldly.

That Zhang Jiyun is an elder in the Xue Pavilion, and he is by no means a layman. Just imagine, who is a monk who can enter the spiritual realm?

Zhang Jiyun's probe hand seems simple, but the use of spiritual power is indeed extremely exquisite, implying several kinds of power, as long as Amu stops it, he can change his move at any time, or even turn to attack.

Jiangxue Pavilion is worthy of being the three great immortal sects of the Northern Wilderness, and it is really extraordinary, Amu said secretly in his heart.

However, Zhang Jiyun still didn't expect that Amu didn't stop him at all, but just watched coldly.

Zhang Jiyun saw that Amu didn't make a move, and thought that Amu wanted to directly release Li Mushuang and give himself a face. But unexpectedly, Zhang Jiyun's hand just entered three feet in front of Li Mushuang. A vigorous force, like the waves of the sea, stretched.

Without a sound, he directly swung his palm away.

"Huh?" Zhang Jiyun raised his eyebrows. With a twist of his body, he unloaded the force and reached out with his left hand again.

However, this time, he had secretly activated the Seal Technique, and a purple-red light appeared on his palm.

"Break!" Zhang Jiyun snorted. In his expectation, his own spell was a secret inheritance of the Jiangxue Pavilion, and it was a supreme-level protection, and it would definitely work.

However, it backfired. As soon as Zhang Jiyun's spell came out, it was also three feet in front of Li Mushuang. I saw a purple-red light appear, but in an instant, it was dimmed and annihilated, and there was no trace. The pure spiritual power that was condensed disappeared in an instant. Under the Ten Thousand Demons Immortal Technique, Zhang Jiyun's spiritual power can only be Amu's nourishment.

At this time, not only Zhang Jiyun was surprised, but also the people of Jiangxue Pavilion who were watching the battle behind also saw the problem. The white-clothed monk Wang Han was as steady as Mount Tai, and he didn't move at all.

However, Zhang Jiyun's two shots were silently resolved. What's going on?

Could it be that the other party's cultivation has reached the Spirit Saint realm, and the people of this Jiangxue Pavilion will definitely not believe it.

The Spirit Saint Cultivators above the Northern Wilderness, except for the Arctic Immortals, are all within the three major Immortal Sects. And the Spirit Saint Cultivators of the Three Immortal Sects, in general, everyone knows and grasps them, but they have never heard of Wang Han.

"You're not qualified enough!" At this time, Amu felt that it was meaningless to be entangled with this Zhang Jiyun, and he waved lightly with one hand, but there was a great force to sweep out directly.

"Hmm!" I only heard Zhang Jiyun snort, and then suddenly retreated seven or eight steps away before he became in shape, but his cheeks were tight, and a trace of blood actually overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Wow-" Amu directly shocked the audience. Everyone in the Jiangxue Pavilion knew Zhang Jiyun's cultivation, and in the Jiangxue Pavilion, this was a first-class master, but he was actually waved by the other party and accepted the injury.

How can this not be shocked?

"Who are you, what sect?" Zhang Jiyun said as he gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The monk of the Northern Wilderness who can make him vomit blood with one move will definitely not be a nobody.

"Loose cultivation, Wang Han! Fang has already said!" Amu said lukewarmly. At the same time, he glanced at the people in the Xue Pavilion, as if they were waiting for someone to speak.

A fierce look flashed in Zhang Jiyun's eyes, and at the same time, there were two Spirit Realm cultivators, who glanced at each other and wanted to make a move. The other monks also dispersed, consciously or unconsciously.

Before asking the life of the residence, the power of spiritual cultivation skyrocketed instantly, and there was a faint murderous surge. Jiangxue Pavilion traveled north this time for the Northern Han Sect, and these people were only one of them.

But now that the Northern Han Sect has not arrived, it has actually encountered such a strong enemy! It seems that today's battle seems inevitable.

Although Amu showed a superior strength, there were many people in Jiangxue Pavilion now, and he carried a lot of treasures from his master. As long as they are not spiritual saint-level monks, they are confident that they can win it.

Amu glanced at these people with cold eyes, and the killing intent suddenly appeared, it was an innate killing intent. If these people are really together, Yi Amu's character will definitely not mind opening a few killings.

But at this time of tension.

"Slow!" Suddenly, a woman in an aqua blue dress in the middle of the crowd at the Snow Pavilion spoke.

Just this gentle word, tactfully listening. However, no matter who the people of the Jiangxue Pavilion were, they all froze in an instant.

With a slight word "slow", these twenty or so good Jiangxue Pavilion monks were not moving, and it was not a long-term power, it could not be so.

At this time, Amu also heard that the woman in the aqua blue dress was the female cultivator who had just said, "It's just five thousand silver-level spirit coins!

When Zhang Jiyun and Amu were talking and moving, the woman in blue stood silently in the crowd, watching the changes and did not speak. Now that the situation is tense, he spoke again.

Amu had been waiting for her to speak, and at the same time, his gaze swept to the woman in blue again.

The woman in blue has a graceful posture, concave and convex, which can be described as extremely beautiful. However, this woman is covered with a red scarf, does not show her true face, and her eyes are exposed outside, her eyes are full of autumn water, rippling in the microwave, and she is blurry and intoxicating.

It is expected that the woman in blue must be a stunning beauty, a little blue yarn, but it is more enchanting!

And in terms of cultivation, the woman in blue turned out to be the middle level of the Supreme Spirit, which was a cultivation that was even higher than the first Mei Wangnan of the Wangnan Peak of the Northern Han Sect back then.

The group of people in Jiangxue Pavilion took the cultivation of this woman in blue as the highest. It seems that she is the leader this time.

"Brother Wang Dao, little sister is polite!" The woman in blue moved lightly, took a step forward, and at the same time raised her ten fingers slightly, slender as jade, and saluted Amu Yingying.

"Daoyou is polite!" Amu didn't know what the woman in blue meant, and said lightly.

"Beihan Monk, all of them are one family!Why do you hurt your harmony today?" The woman in blue listened in a voice like a hundred spirits, "Brother Wang Dao, cultivation is unfathomable! I don't expect to worry about us people, but I don't know how to let go of my unsuccessful disciple in Jiangxue Pavilion?"

Just now Amu injured Zhang Jiyun, and the crowd in Jiangxue Pavilion was excited, and the two sides were about to break out.

But as soon as the woman in blue appeared, Wu Nong spoke softly, extremely amorous. The key is that her posture is extremely low, and she only looks at how Amu answers.

"Hmph!" Amu sneered in his heart. Don't look at the blue-clothed woman in front of you, her words are low-key, but she must be a person with great means to make many monks in Jiangxue Pavilion bow their heads.

"I just said it clearly, five thousand silver-level spirit coins will be delivered and released immediately!" Amu was not moved by this red-clothed beauty, and the conditions remained the same.

"Oh!" the woman in blue chuckled, "Brother Wang did say it just now, but the little sister is stupid!"

"Five thousand spirit coins, does Brother Wang really release him?" The woman in blue called Amu one level closer.

She had beautiful eyes and kept staring at Amu, as if she wanted to see through the white-clothed monk in front of her. Her expression remained unchanged, but she was only dazed and shocked in her heart, because she couldn't see through Amu, but instinctively felt an extreme danger.

"It's natural! One hand to pay, the other hand to deliver!" Amu said.

"Okay!Brother Wang is refreshing!With only five thousand silver-level spirit coins, although the Jiangxue Pavilion is small, it can still be scrapped!" As she spoke, the woman in blue flipped over with one hand, and a storage bag was already visible in her hand.

"Five thousand silver-level spirit coins, Brother Wang has a look!" The woman in blue opened the mouth of the storage bag slightly, and for a while, the silver light filled the sky, like the sun in front.

5,000 silver-level spirit coins!

Wow -

At this time, there were many people in Qifeng Town who were watching the excitement on the long street. The theory of spirit coins was no stranger to them, and they also knew that a silver-level spirit coin was worth a fortune.

Five thousand silver-level spirit coins, what kind of concept is that? Secular people don't even dare to think about it, just when Amu and the others talked, they just regarded it as a big talk about asking for a sky-high price.

Unexpectedly, this enchanting fairy in red really took out five thousand silver-level spirit coins. Today, the townspeople of Qifeng Town are eye-opening.

Not to mention these ordinary townspeople, it was everyone present, only the faces of the monks of the Jiangxue Pavilion were not too surprised, it seemed that it was natural for the woman in blue to take out five thousand silver-level spirit coins, but her face was a little puzzled.

Although Amu's face was calm, his heart was shaken.

In fact, Amu insisted on asking for five thousand silver-level spirit coins, but he just humiliated and angered the other party, and he didn't expect the other party to really take it out.

Because even the spiritual realm cultivators of the Jiangxue Pavilion of the Three Great Immortal Sects of the Northern Han would never carry five thousand silver-level spirit coins with them, or they were not qualified to carry five thousand silver-level spirit coins.

That was a huge wealth of 50 million spirit stones, enough to smash more than a dozen sects like the Spirit Spring Sect.

However, I didn't expect the woman in red in front of her to easily take out five thousand silver-level spirit coins, just like taking out an ordinary spirit stone.

Ding Yiyin's divine sense on Ah Mu's side swept over, and he directly swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva, which was a real silver-level spirit coin.

Cultivating immortals for two hundred years, silver-level spirit coins, Ding Yiyin has only seen them once, or decades ago at an immortal collection in the Northern Han Sect, and it was only ten at that time.

You must know that silver-level spirit coins are not just exchanges, they are the best spirit stones that have given birth to countless spiritual energy, which can directly allow monks to absorb the spiritual energy in them. Its value is far higher than that of an ordinary fifty million spirit stones.

A monk with five thousand silver-level spirit coins can almost be invincible in the battle of the same level.

"It's enough to cultivate immortals in this life!" Ding Yiyin sighed in his heart. He knew that it was the head of the Spirit Spring Sect, and he had never seen so many silver-level spirit coins.

Five thousand silver-level spirit coins, he and the townspeople of Liuzhen feel about the same, and they can't even think of it in this life.

At this time, those silver-level spirit coins were exuding clear silver mangs, and the endless aura made the aura of the entire Qifeng Town change.

Between breaths, fluttering.

"Brother Wang, what do you think?" The woman in blue held the storage bag, her eyes smiling, and she looked at Amu.

It is easy to take out five thousand silver-level spirit coins with her, then this woman in blue is definitely not an ordinary disciple of Jiangxue Pavilion, and looking at the attitude of other people in Jiangxue Pavilion towards her, this woman in blue is even more of a transcendent existence.

The Jiangxue Pavilion of the Three Great Immortal Sects of the Northern Han Dynasty actually has such a character? It's really incredible.

Who is this woman in blue?