"Boy! There are so many treasures!" Huang Liang stepped over with a greedy smile on his face.

He no longer pretends, his true nature is revealed.

"Thank you, Senior Huang, for your concern!" Ci Rui sneered.

"Let's do this! It's not safe for you, a little baby, to carry so many treasures. Why don't you just leave them here for safekeeping first? You can do whatever you want in Changqing City, and I will support you." Huang Liang said boldly,

No embarrassment at all.

Leng Rui was secretly surprised at how someone with such a high level of cultivation could be so shameless.

In fact, this is because Leng Rui does not understand the nature of immortal cultivators.

People who cultivate immortality are the most ruthless, because the way of heaven is ruthless.

Family affection and friendship will gradually fade and disappear as one's cultivation level increases, and a person will become a heartless monster.

Except for spiritual practice, any suffering in the world has nothing to do with him. In his view, he is superior, and ordinary people are just a group of hard-working ants.

"Changqing City is not the Huang family's Changqing City, so why can't I wait and come?" Leng Rui showed a sarcastic smile.

"In that case, I will teach you how to behave!" Huang Liang's face darkened and he punched silently.

Leng Rui saw a fist getting bigger and bigger, attacking him with endless power.

He didn't dare to block it, so he raised the bow of the boat and let the paper boat take the punch.

"Poof!" There was a soft sound, and Huang Liang's fist seemed to punch into the endless void, and all the power dissipated at once.

"What a good baby!" Huang Liang was not surprised but overjoyed, and his eyes turned even greener.

Leng Rui didn't show any weakness, swung the Qixuan Sword and tried his best to chop it off.

He did not use the mysterious factor to add this sword, it was just his own power.

The sword's power only stopped halfway, unable to break through Huang Liang's body-protecting Qi at all.

Huang Liang showed a contemptuous smile on his face, and said with a sneer: "Little baby! You are too crazy!"

After saying that, he changed his palm posture and grabbed the paper boat with a huge palm. He wanted to capture both the man and the boat in one fell swoop.

At the same time, a coercion emitted from him, firmly imprisoning the bodies of Leng Rui and others.

For a time, Leng Rui and the others felt that their hands were tied, and even resisting found it difficult.

"Soul attack!" Leng Rui sent out his spiritual thoughts.

The power of cold souls of several people covers each other, and they are connected with each other. Now Leng Rui is the main one.

Leng Rui's thoughts are everyone's thoughts. As long as he has an idea, several people will immediately react in the same way.

Cooking leather, polishing the bone pillars of the golden snapping turtle, and other such fine work have been trained to the point where several people can work together in a coordinated manner without feeling unfamiliar.

In addition to the sluggish Dahu, Leng Rui, Erniu, and Fan Xiaowen, the soul power of the six people instantly merged into a bundle, like a large pointed awl, and pierced Huang Liang's soul.

The soul's attack is traceless and silent, but its speed is far faster than body movements.

As soon as Huang Liang stretched out his right palm, he felt a stinging pain in his soul, and all the energy in his body suddenly drained away.

Qichuan Island has been isolated in the sea for many years, with little communication with the outside world and a shortage of resources for cultivation. It has long been a problem of being stuck in its own ways and one generation is inferior to the last. However, these people are self-righteous and do not realize the problems of Qichuan Island.

Cultivation has greatly regressed.

Now when I meet people like Leng Rui who don't play by the rules, I immediately see the difference and suffer a big loss.

Leng Rui is not a good man. He knows better than anyone else how to kill you while you are sick.

"Combined attack!" His thoughts came out again.

At the same time, the mysterious factor in his body was instantly filled with the Qixuan Sword.

All the energy in the bodies of several people acted on the Qixuan Sword. The black blade beat lightly and made a hissing sound. A three-foot-long black light shot out. The entire space was stunned and quickly filled with cold air.

Huang Liang, who had a splitting headache, and Zhong Liquan, who was dumbfounded, all felt a biting chill.

"No form, no self!" Leng Rui understood the secret of Qixuan Sword in an instant.

He waved his right hand and the Qixuan Sword sank into the void, and a huge chill enveloped the entire area of ​​dozens of feet.

The next moment, Huang Liang felt the sharp force of the knife mixed with the biting cold air strike towards the top of his head.

Instinctively, a small shield appeared above his head on one side of his body.

However, he never imagined that Leng Rui used a mysterious factor this time. With the bonus of the mysterious factor, the power of the sword would be several times stronger.

There was no sound, not even a burst of blood. Huang Liang's left shoulder was neatly removed, and a layer of white blood appeared on the wound.

"Ah!" Huang Liang screamed, and he jumped up like a mad tiger, trying his best to punch Leng Rui with his right hand.

This punch was thrown out with anger, using all Huang Liang's strength, and hit Leng Rui and the others like a discharged cannonball.

The huge aura instantly enveloped Leng Rui and others.

Leng Rui and others were immediately restrained by their hands and feet again, unable to move.

"Open!" Leng Rui was also furious. The Twelve Dragon Breath Styles suddenly started to move, and the mysterious factors quickly covered the surface of the body.

A shadow that looked exactly like Leng Rui appeared and quickly drew several circles with his hands.

Suddenly, Leng Rui felt relaxed, and Huang Liang's huge aura was isolated from the outside of his body.

At the critical moment, Leng Rui's soul appeared and resolved Huang Liang's anger.

"Pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger!" Huang Liang didn't believe it. People who can cultivate the soul must be above the foundation building stage.

"Go to hell!" Leng Rui didn't have so many thoughts. He just thought about how to kill Huang Liang, otherwise, they would definitely die.

He pushed out his palms and met Huang Liang's fist.

"Mai!" Like an explosion in the air, a wave of air exploded.

The powerful shock wave blew up everyone nearby and flew hundreds of feet away.

Several nearby houses also shook, their doors and windows rattled, and they collapsed.

Zhong Liquan also knew he was hit hard and flew more than a hundred feet away.

Knowing that the situation was over, he turned around and left without even bothering to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The paper boat absorbed most of the impact. Even so, except for Leng Rui, who could barely stand, the others sat on the ground, vomiting blood and feeling weak.

Blood also flowed from Leng Rui's mouth, but he was protected by silkworm clothes and had been beaten since childhood, so his skin was rough and his flesh was thick, so his injuries were not serious.

Huang Liang also kept retreating, and finally stopped dozens of feet away.

Qi and blood surged, his breath was unstable, and blood spurted out from his left shoulder.

"No!" He knew he couldn't fight anymore, otherwise his injuries would worsen and his skin would peel off even if he died.

He angrily clicked a few fingers on his left shoulder to stop the bleeding, then moved his body and disappeared.

Immortal cultivators cherish their own feathers the most and will not risk their lives easily.

Seeing Huang Liang disappear, Leng Rui breathed a sigh of relief, turned his hand, and several bottles of pills appeared in his hand.

"Hurry up and take the medicine, and we'll tear down the Lin family later!" Leng Rui said loudly.

The affairs of Pujitang cannot be settled, and he will feel uncomfortable if he does not get some money back.
Chapter completed!