Xiao Li's three disciples tightly surrounded Feng Jueyu with sharp blades. It seemed that he would not give up until he handed over the treasure. This made Feng Jueyu feel ridiculous inexplicably.

How ridiculous is it that three people at the peak of rank six dare to point their swords at a god of rank seven like themselves?

Feng Jueyu, who was about to leave, turned around and walked back, looking at the three unscrupulous rats with a playful look, and asked in a teasing tone: "Do you want the treasure on me?"

"Of course, since you have disturbed Master's pleasure, what if you don't pay the price? Asking you to hand over the treasure instead of taking your life is considered an extravagant mercy from Master. You should bow your head and thank you."

"Ha ha!"

After the disciple finished speaking, the other two laughed strangely in unison. In their eyes, Feng Jueyu was just an ant that anyone could manipulate. They could step on it as they wanted, just like they had just threatened Wen Su and Yan Yan.

Same as the letter.

"What an idiot."

The middle-aged man surnamed Yang spread his hands with helplessness, thinking that Feng Jueyu was so stupid that those three rank six peaks were nothing, but Xiao Li was not easy to mess with.

He still dared to ask for directions. I don’t know how he survived to this day with such a brain.

Xiao Li stood under the tree with his hands behind his back, not paying attention to Feng Jueyu at all, because he felt that the other party was already in his pocket.

The blame is that this young man is too arrogant and arrogant. He wants to get his hands on the Youquan Demonic Tree before the matter is clear. It is extremely ridiculous.

"Little guy, I advise you to follow my instructions, so that you can save your life. I am not afraid to tell you that I am in a good mood today, so I let you live. At any other time, your head would be at this moment

They have moved a long time ago.”

"What a bunch of shameless bandits."

Yan Xin was so angry that he clenched his teeth. At the same time, he also felt that Feng Jueyu appeared at the wrong time. With so many people gathered together, he didn't even think about whether there would be any danger, so why did he come to ask for directions?

I really... don't know how to say good things about him.

Just when tensions were rising in the forest, no one expected that Feng Jueyu would actually smile.

"Haha, interesting!"

interesting?

Seeing him laughing, everyone was stunned and didn't understand.

How long has it been and you still laugh?

Feng Jueyu turned around with his hands behind his back. He looked at Xiao Li and said, "If you hadn't said this, I would have forgotten that the four of you came from that... ghost sect. They must have accumulated a lot of money."

A lot of good babies, right?"

"It's the Thousand Paths of Ghost Sect. Damn it. I haven't even heard of the famous Thousand Paths of Ghost Sect. How dare you fight for the Youquan Demonic Tree?"

"What do you want to do?"

Another disciple heard that something was wrong in Feng Jueyu's tone. He was confused. At this time, shouldn't the other party be trembling and cautiously asking for forgiveness?

What's the matter with being so slow and calm?

Isn't Xiao Li's famous name from the Thousand Dao Ghost Sect enough to deter him?

Feng Jueyu ignored the noisy Xiao Li disciple, but looked at Xiao Li leisurely, laughing silently.

This smile made Xiao Li feel inexplicably hairy, as if his whole body was being stared at by some powerful natural enemy, and he felt uncomfortable everywhere.

"Silly boy, why are you laughing? Are you scared out of your wits? Haha, although I have committed murder in my life, I am not easy to talk to. Be good, don't be afraid. Hand over the treasure and I will spare your life."

The three disciples also felt that Feng Jueyu looked strange, but when they heard what their teacher said, they all laughed.

As for the girls named Wen Su and Yan Xin, they were also curious. How could anyone laugh at this time?

Wen Su finally couldn't help it anymore and suddenly interrupted: "Fellow Taoist, don't argue with the people of Qian Dao Ghost Sect, nor ask for mercy, because they won't let you live even if you hand over the treasure. These people are ruthless.

, used to torture people."

"right."

After hearing this, Yan Xin had an idea. Isn't this the best time to recruit helpers? As expected, Sister Wensu is the smartest.

Yan Xin echoed: "Fellow Taoist, my sister is right. Instead of being humiliated, it is better for us to join forces and fight them to the death. Even if we cannot escape death, we can at least gain one or two backstops."

One of the two parties was extremely humiliated, while the other tried hard to win over him. Feng Jueyu couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this.

"Girl, I accept your kindness. Don't mention the matter of joining forces again."

After a few words, Yan Xin and Wen Su were stunned. They didn't know each other, but didn't they have a common enemy?

Is he afraid?

Alas, that's right. There are a few people who can't be afraid of masters like Xiao Li.

Yan Xin was very angry and thought about how he had met so many unworthy men this day. His mother was right, indeed, men are the most unreliable.

After Xiao Li and others heard this, they burst into laughter.

One of the disciples laughed so hard he said, "I thought he was very smart, but that's the case. But don't tell me, this kid is starting to understand, so why don't you hand over the treasure?"

Xiao Li smiled conspiratorially, he was very satisfied with Feng Jueyu's performance, but it was absolutely impossible for him to keep his promise.

First, coax the person into handing over the treasure, so that he can be killed effortlessly, and then extract his soul to refine the treasure, which will increase his own strength. This is a very cost-effective deal.

The middle-aged man surnamed Yang became even more proud: "Look, Miss Wensu, I am not the only one who knows the strength here, this guy is not bad either. This shows that my decision is right. I advise you to listen to me and obey Mr. Xiao."

Senior, not only will you not have to die, Senior Xiao can also be your backer, so why not."

The two girls were so angry that they were speechless for a moment, and their beautiful appearance changed several times.

Just at this moment, Feng Jueyu spoke.

"Let me tell you, have you misunderstood? I don't want to join forces with these two girls. That's because I'm afraid they will share my spoils."

What did you say?

What's the meaning?

Xiao Li's three disciples were laughing heartily. Unexpectedly, when Feng Jueyu said these words, they were a little confused for a moment.

"What do you mean?" One of the disciples felt that something was wrong with the situation, and shouted with an angry expression.

"You don't understand this? That's all, I'll just tell you."

Feng Jueyu raised a hand, pointed at Xiao Li's three disciples, and finally pointed at Xiao Li, saying: "You, and you, Xiao Xiao from Qiandao Ghost Sect, I will give you a chance to make friends.

Give me all the treasures you have, and I will let you go."

"What did you say?"

As soon as the words fell, everyone seemed to have had a big dream.

Xiao Li, the disciple who shouted the loudest, took a long time to realize that he didn't want to surrender, but actually wanted to hand over the treasures on his body.

How abominable.

"You brat, if you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink. I think you are impatient."

After saying that, he shot out like an arrow from a string, so fast that he left several afterimages in the forest.

This man is naturally tall and tall, and he also practices extremely tough close combat magic. He is powerful and powerful, and has pressure from all directions. Even though he is just a small disciple under Xiao Li, in terms of strength, he is stronger than many of his colleagues at the same level.

Much stronger.

This is because although the Thousand Paths of Ghost Sect is an evil sect, it is one of the largest evil sects in Western Yingzhou.

According to legend, there are three dominant ghost sects in Western Japan. Among them, the Thousand Dao Ghost Sect is neither above nor below, ranking in the middle. There are countless masters in the sect, with profound knowledge, and the methods they cultivate are among the top in the entire first layer of heaven.

Although this person is a small disciple, he is strong and domineering.

As soon as his body moved, Xiao Li's disciples became ghosts, but there was a strong explosion of energy in the forest, exploding like firecrackers, and the red-leaf mulberry trees around him started to crack even a long way away.

Come, the red leaves on the tree crown turn into powder.

When the battle started, everyone stopped smiling. Only Xiao Li's side remained calm and calm at the beginning.

Especially Xiao Li, he saw that Feng Jueyu had a seventh-level cultivation, but the disciples he taught himself were not comparable to ordinary sixth-level peaks. Even if he couldn't win, he could still make this kid confused.

As for how to make him bow his head, that's even simpler.

As long as he takes action himself, Feng Jueyu can be captured in minutes.

This guy is looking for death.

call!

It was too late to say, but it was too soon. The burly disciple held a broad sword in his hand and slashed out a ray of ghostly sword energy. It was as sharp as a sickle and as powerful as a thousand swords. The swords moved together and before they fell, the trees within a radius of five feet were like soft tofu.

They all exploded one after another.

What's more, the sword energy spit out like a dragon, spraying out thick golden rainbows of law, surging everywhere.

With just one strike, the Taoist power of Zhongjingtian was unleashed. For a moment, the dark wind roared from all directions, ghosts cried and gods howled. Such power was so frightening that it seemed to be able to kill souls and exterminate souls.

"It's amazing!"

Shicai Wensu had a battle with the opponent, but she didn't get much advantage. From then on, she knew that the opponent's skills were extraordinary, and they were definitely not comparable to ordinary rank six peak players.

The middle-aged man surnamed Yang folded his arms and leaned against the tree, watching the excitement, but in his heart he felt ridiculous because Feng Jueyu was overestimating his abilities.

If you don't run away when you have time, and instead grab other people's treasures, isn't that crazy? I still haven't noticed that Xiao Li is a master of the seventh level.
To be continued...