"Junior brother, I'm almost running for the fourth grade already."
"Is the waist comparable to yours?"
"Don't you have that Xuanhuang Cauldron? Then you can refine some awesome elixir for me and take a few pills."
Yuan Lang was swaying, his cheeks were red, he had obviously drank a lot.
The wine in Longhu Mountain is not something that ordinary people can withstand. Unless it is forced out with the power of spiritual energy, it can last for three days and three nights.
In addition, Zhang Longhu is an alcoholic and carries a lot of good wine in his storage bag, so he can drink the unique wine of Longhu Mountain in Kunlun Mountain.
"Okay, this matter will be taken care of by me. After all, I am also the sect master of Longhu Mountain. I can't let Yang Beibei say that we people from Longhu Mountain are not good enough."
Yang Chen bared his teeth, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and smiled.
"Okay, I'll go in first, I still have to fight with the old man."
Yuan Lang packed his pants, turned around and headed towards the thatched house a few hundred meters away.
"This kidney... is really not good, the time is so short."
Looking at Yuan Lang disappearing into the purple bamboo forest, Yang Chen muttered and continued to pour water.
"Now!"
At this moment, Tie Zhan, who was hiding not far away, kept his aura restrained and carefully opened the small porcelain bottle in his hand.
As a milky white spiritual energy surged in Tie Zhan's palm, a stream of liquid from the small porcelain bottle was sucked into his palm, just half a step away.
He looked at Yang Chen who was lifting his trousers, and with a quick wave of his right hand, he shot out like arrow feathers with half a step, heading towards Yang Chen.
"Um?"
Just when the half-step potion was about to fall on Yang Chen, Yang Chen suddenly noticed an unusual fluctuation of consciousness.
Although it was very slight, as a Qi refiner in the late Golden Elixir stage, I still caught it very keenly.
"who?"
As soon as Yang Chen turned around, he saw a stream of milky white liquid coming quickly.
"What the hell?"
He waved his right hand, and the golden spiritual energy formed an energy wall to block the incoming liquid medicine.
But the next moment, Yang Chen's eyes straightened.
The golden aura defense shield was corroded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon a liquid medicine bead fell on his clothes.
"Half step?"
Smelling the smell of the medicinal liquid, Yang Chen's brows furrowed slightly, and several defensive shields were instantly formed outside the skin. The spiritual energy turned into dark power and quickly shattered the outermost layer of clothes.
call out!
Before Yang Chen could recover, a white fist suddenly struck from a distance and turned into dozens of fists piercing the air ten meters away from him.
"Haotian Fist!"
"People from Iron Fist Sect!"
Seeing the fluctuation of Fist Gang's aura, Yang Chen frowned, waved his right hand, and a golden sword aura gathered in the palm of his hand.
"Sword slash!"
The golden elixir in the Dantian rotates rapidly, and the powerful spiritual energy circulates through the meridians of "Liuhe Bahuangjin", superimposing spirals.
call out!
As Yang Chen raised his hand and waved, a huge sword energy struck through the air.
boom!
There was a loud noise, and the two spiritual energy forces collided together. The entire purple bamboo forest shook violently, and a dozen bamboos around it instantly turned into debris, and wood chips flew into the air.
"Yang Chen, die!"
At this moment, Tie Zhan suddenly appeared above Yang Chen's head.
His fists and arms, the two fist gloves shining with white light exuded powerful spiritual energy, raised his hands and smashed down on Yang Chen's head: "Eat my Haotian Fist!"
"not good!"
Even though Yang Chen is in the late Golden Core stage, he still doesn't dare to be tough when faced with the iron battle in the middle stage of the Golden Core stage, and with the blessing of such spiritual weapons and gloves.
He quickly formed an energy defense above his head.
Boom!
The iron battle was as strong as breaking bamboo, both fists fell, the defensive shield vibrated violently, and immediately shattered.
The powerful spiritual energy hit Yang Chen, causing him to instantly retreat for more than ten meters, breaking several bamboos before he could stabilize his body.
"What a powerful force! As expected of the master of the Iron Fist Sect, his boxing skills are fierce!"
Yang Chen quickly circulated his spiritual energy to restore the vibrating blood, squinted his eyes and looked at Tie Zhan with a gloomy expression: "I mean, Master Tie, I didn't call you just because I was drinking at night. Just tell me, I'm hiding here to kill you, pass it on.
It’s not nice to go out.”
"Besides, with these two moves of yours, do you think you can kill me?"
The corners of Yang Chen's mouth raised, revealing a hint of disdain.
"Having been hit halfway, you probably don't even have the ability to mobilize spiritual energy now."
"Before that old guy Zhang Longhu came, it would be easy for me, the sect leader, to kill you!"
Tie Zhan didn't waste any time, he just dodged and attacked Yang Chen again.