Qin Likun frowned and looked at the people around him. He thought to himself: "How does this golden-winged roc and the world-famous dragon know that I hide Polygonum multiflorum deep inside? It seems that the people traveling with me must have spies." Thinking of this, he suddenly glanced around and saw
He glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan and sneered.
He gave the black-faced man a look, took a few steps, clenched his fists and said in a deep voice: "Don't say that I don't have such a troublesome polygonum multiflorum. Even if you have the martial arts of your golden-winged roc and the unparalleled dragon and earth, you can still get it from me."
You can't snatch it away from your hands."
The black-faced man understood and quietly walked behind Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Yuwen Zhouyuan frowned, and suddenly the middle-aged scholar stepped forward to stop the black-faced man and shouted: "What are you doing? This little brother is not a spy."
The black-faced man was startled and was about to speak.
At this moment, the Golden-winged Dapeng Gaishilong laughed loudly and said loudly: "I can't beat you, Qin, but today, our leader personally takes action, and you are dead." After saying this, he stepped back a few steps.
He stepped forward and shouted loudly: "Welcome to the Master." After saying that, he immediately knelt on the ground with an extremely respectful expression.
Looking at the men in black around them, all of them looked fanatical, prostrate on the ground, following the movements of the golden-winged roc and the peerless dragon, and chanted loudly: "Welcome to the great year."
A cold voice suddenly came from all directions: "Hand over the ginseng, or die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a fireball the size of a fist suddenly appeared from the darkness, carrying strong heat, and instantly hit an escort guard. The guard didn't even have time to scream, and immediately turned into a pile of black along with the weapon in his hand.
carbon.
At this moment, everyone in the escort agency was stunned, and some even didn't even grab the weapons in their hands, and dropped them to the ground with a "thud".
Li Guowen's eyes showed horror, and he lost his voice: "This... what kind of hidden weapon is this?"
The heat waves couldn't stop emanating from the pile of black coals, and the faces of the surrounding guards showed signs of being burned.
Qin Likun also had a look of shock on his face. He subconsciously took a few steps back and stared blankly at the pile of black coal on the ground. He was speechless for a long time.
There was fear in the eyes of the black-faced man, and he said tremblingly: "Immortal...immortal magic?" Speaking of this black-faced man, he also took a test of the immortal sect when he was a child. After being eliminated, he set foot on the world.
The memory of that time deeply stimulated him, and now when he saw the fireball technique, he immediately thought of it.
The golden-winged Dapeng Gaishilong looked proud and said loudly: "Yes, our master is the immortal, why don't you send Polygonum multiflorum to you?"
All the people in the escort agency looked at Qin Likun with pleading eyes. If they were mortals, they would still have the courage to fight, but the opponent was an immortal. At this moment, these men lost their fighting spirit.
Qin Likun had a bitter look on his face and was about to speak when suddenly three more fireballs appeared silently and floated motionless in the air.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flashed, and he became interested. Judging from the power of this fireball technique, the person who cast the spell was definitely at the ninth level of the Qi stage. He touched his chin, and with a sweep of his consciousness, he suddenly saw a person not far away.
On a big tree, I noticed the person casting the spell.
"Huh?" Yuwen Zhouyuan was startled. The man who cast the spell was about forty years old, and he was at the peak of the fifth level of the Zhenqi stage. He could break through to the sixth level at any time. The man's face was gloomy, and there were countless deep expressions on his face.
The deep scar looked quite ferocious at first glance, but the more Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at it, the more familiar it looked.
The middle-aged scholar said: "Old Qin, hand it over. Even if our boss finds out, he won't blame us. The other party is an immortal. How can we mortals resist it?"
Qin Likun hesitated for a moment, then carefully took out a palm-sized brocade box from his arms and placed it on the ground.
As soon as the brocade box landed, it suddenly floated up. Instead of being sent to the opponent, it flew backwards and was caught by Yu Wen Zhouyuan.
Qin Likun turned around suddenly and said through gritted teeth: "You are indeed a spy!"
Li Guowen's eyes showed anger as he stared at Yuwen Zhouyuan and clenched his fists. As for the black-faced man, his eyes shrank, and he saw that Yuwen Zhouyuan's method of holding the brocade box just now was not like a mortal.
The middle-aged scholar was also startled, glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan complicatedly, and sighed.
"Bold!" The Golden-winged Dapeng Gaishilong's expression changed, and he shouted in a twisted voice. Then he jumped up, jumped up, and quickly stepped forward, with his right hand in a grasping shape, and grabbed Yuwen Zhouyuan's head.
The move of the Golden-winged Dapeng Unparalleled Dragon immediately confused Qin Likun and others. Qin Likun hesitated for a moment but did not stop him. As for Li Guowen and others, they also took a few steps back and turned away Yuwen Zhouyuan's figure.
Give way.
Without raising his eyes, Yuwen Zhouyuan opened the brocade box and saw a thin branch of Polygonum multiflorum lying horizontally inside. The branch of Polygonum multiflorum was very small, but the whiskers were extremely fine. A piece of yellow paper was pasted on it.
, covering the aura of Polygonum multiflorum.
At this time, the Golden-winged Dapeng Unparalleled Dragon was approaching. He was about to break Yuwen Zhouyuan's neck with a sinister smile. Suddenly, his body trembled, as if being caught by an invisible big hand, and he was thrown back heavily.
I fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.
The strange scene in front of them made everyone stunned. Yuwen Zhouyuan did not tear off the yellow paper on Polygonum multiflorum. After looking at it for a few times, he sighed and said leisurely: "You see an old friend, why don't you come out to meet me?"
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There was a rustling sound, and from the jungle not far away, a man slowly walked out. There seemed to be an invisible airflow outside his body. The men in black standing on the outside were pushed away by this force.
In addition, the three fireballs floating in the air quickly returned to the young man and started spinning around his body.
When the men in black saw this young man, they all respectfully said: "See you, Master."
The man didn't even look at the golden-winged roc Gaishilong beside him who was vomiting blood. Instead, he stared at Yuwen Zhouyuan and said in a deep voice: "Is it you?"
At this moment, a dark cloud suddenly appeared in the sky. As soon as the dark cloud appeared, a strange wind immediately blew up, causing everyone in the Dewei Escort Agency to retreat.
The dark clouds descended rapidly and the strange wind became more fierce. An old man in red appeared flutteringly from the dark clouds and fell from the sky on the strange wind.
As soon as the old man in red appeared, a bodyguard from the escort agency groaned miserably, and his body exploded, turning into a blood mist.
At the same time, the bodies of several guards exploded one after another and turned into blood mist.
The blood mist squirmed strangely in mid-air and quickly condensed together to form a shining golden blood bead.
The old man in red opened his mouth and sucked, and the blood droplets were immediately swallowed by him. His face turned slightly rosy, he touched the corners of his mouth, and his eyes flashed, and he said: "Master Tong Qing, since you have met someone you know, why don't you dare to recognize each other?"
Master Tong Qing's face twitched, and he quickly returned to indifference, saying respectfully: "Master, I don't know this person."
Yuwen Zhouyuan's expression was as usual, his spiritual consciousness swept away, and he was shocked. The old man in red had already reached the state of the Great Perfection of the True Yuan Stage.
The old man in red smiled slightly and said to Yuwen Zhouyuan: "Fellow Taoist, do you know my disciple?"
Yuwen Zhouyuan said calmly and calmly: "It's okay if we know each other, but it's okay if we don't know each other."
The old man in red was startled, looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan carefully, and suddenly said with a ferocious smile: "It doesn't make any difference. Although you are only at the seventh level of the True Yuan Stage, if I drink your blood, I should have a chance to advance."
Yuwen Zhouyuan's cultivation at this time was already at the seventh level of the True Yuan. In fact, he was also at the peak of the Great Perfection of the True Yuan stage!
Master Tong Qing's expression changed, he stopped in front of the middle-aged man, and said quickly: "Master, this man has been helpful to me in saving my life, please...please let him go."
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the old man in red, and he said grimly: "Go away and collect all the mortal blood essences from below. You have nothing to do here."
When Tong Qingzhu was about to speak, the old man in red sneered, and then uttered a complicated word that was difficult to understand. Tong Qingzhu's face suddenly turned pale, his whole body twitched, his orifices were bleeding, and big beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.
Yuwen Zhouyuan raised his eyebrows, and the giant surgical heart moved at will, turning into a big hand and grabbing the middle-aged man. The old man in red moved his expression slightly, snorted coldly, opened his mouth and spat out a stream of blue light. This blue light flashed and turned into
A small sword slashed hard at the big hand.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's giant surgery had been refined to the point of perfection, and he immediately split into two. One of them turned around and grabbed Lord Tong Qing, while the other grabbed the flying sword.
The small green sword immediately started to tremble, and the flashing light flickered on and off. The old man's complexion changed slightly, and he quickly took out a black scabbard from the storage bag, and immediately threw it out without saying a word. His hands changed and fired several red streaks.
Light.
As soon as the scabbard came out, the small green sword caught by the gravity technique immediately shook and disappeared instantly. When it reappeared, it had escaped from the big hand transformed by Yuwen Zhouyuan's mana, and quickly merged with the scabbard.
Yu Wen Zhouyuan's expression remained normal, but his heart was greatly shaken. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he patted the storage bag, and a handful of glittering phoenix-winged gold-plated boring bars flew out.
Yuwen Zhouyuan controlled the phoenix-winged gold-plated boring machine to turn, jumped over the flying sword attack, and went straight to the old man in red.
The old man in red sneered, not caring about the gold-plated phoenix wings, and kept flying the sword with one hand, muttering something in his mouth. The flying sword trembled, disappeared strangely again, and appeared in front of the old man in red like a teleport.
Cut it off with a sword.
The old man in red laughed ferociously, opened his mouth and spat out a golden blood bead. As soon as the bead appeared, it immediately turned into golden threads and penetrated into the flying sword.
Yuwen Zhouyuan secretly frowned and was about to retract the gold-plated phoenix wings when suddenly a red flying sword shadow emerged from the small sword and slashed it down instantly at a speed that exceeded the main body.
The gold-plated phoenix wings immediately split into two, turning into two rays of light and shadow, falling from the sky.
The old man in red showed murderous intent in his eyes. He flipped his right hand and shot out a red light. Then he merged his two fingers and pointed at Yuwen Zhouyuan. He immediately swung his flying sword, pointed the sword tip at Yuwen Zhouyuan, dispersed the gloomy cold air, and rushed forward.
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Yuwen Zhouyuan frowned, grabbed Tong Qingzhu and threw him back, while at the same time he quickly retreated.
At this time, the flying sword suddenly shone with red light, and the shadow appeared again. It was spat out from the tip of the sword with a slight tremor. Yuwen Zhouyuan only felt a slight flash of lightning, and the shadow of the flying sword was already approaching in front of him.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's expression changed, he turned his right hand, took out a magic talisman from the storage bag, raised his hand and threw it into the air. As soon as the magic talisman came out, it immediately turned into a translucent blue light curtain. The moment the light curtain appeared,
, the phantom of the flying sword has been cut down, a burst of green and red colors flashed alternately, the green light curtain trembled, and spider cracks loomed, obviously it could not bear it.
Yuwen Zhouyuan took a deep breath, opened his mouth and spit out a stream of spiritual energy. The color of the light screen suddenly changed from blue to green, and the translucent state also became turbid.
The Spider Crack recovered quickly, barely blocking the attack from the flying sword.