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Chapter 543 Kidnapping!

Chapter 543 Kidnapping!

A group of vendors woke up quietly.

"What is this place?"

"We seemed to have been knocked unconscious by a strange demon. We must have been kidnapped."

At this time, a stall owner exclaimed: "It's such a high wall, you can't see the end upward, and you can't see how far it extends!"

At regular intervals on the wall, there is a huge brazier, which still smells of burning animal oil.

In such a strange place, many stall owners did not dare to act rashly, and they were even more afraid of Zhang Wei's power.

As soon as I touched my body, I found that it was thoroughly searched and nothing was left.

One of them was stunned for a moment and said in disbelief: "There is not a trace of spiritual energy here? Sure enough... it's revenge. Throw us into the wilderness and let us die from exhaustion of our true energy!"

"Is there still a place in the world that doesn't have any spiritual energy at all?"

"Yes, some ancient battlefields, or places like the desert Gobi, are the most disgusting places for practitioners!"

At this moment, a group of people came towards me.

These people were dressed strangely, wearing animal skins. They were all tall and round, and their brows revealed the unique naive temperament of farmers.

They seem to be villagers in a barren land!

Both parties were quite surprised by the other party, especially the rustic villagers, who were pointing fingers.

"Is this the foreigner brought back?"

"Hmm, the clothes you wear are so classy, ​​I'm inspired, I'll copy them later!"

"I heard these guys are perverts!"

"What kind of perversion?"

"It is said that you can survive without eating by drinking the northwest wind every day!"

"I guess, people who can't eat are just vegetative, aren't they?"

The expressions of all the stall owners darkened.

Those who can do business in the city's south market are those who don't have two brushes. There are eleven people in this group of foundation-building monks alone. The rest of the lowest ones are also successful in Qi training or have rich practical experience!

Unexpectedly, a dignified cultivator would be treated like a monkey by a group of villagers!

At this moment, an unusually strong foreign weirdo walked out of the crowd. He was 2.8 meters tall and was stronger than a gorilla!

The gorilla said: "I am Wu Yong, the person in charge here. Let's not waste time. Don't you know some strange tricks and tricks? Hurry up and teach us. Is that thing easy to learn? You can teach it in one session.

How many people?”

The stall owners were silent.

How can these ordinary people be so rampant?

He actually asked for the skills blatantly, as if he was robbing him?

Do you really think that without the replenishment of spiritual energy, we will be helpless?

One of the stall owners said: "These guys are tall. Could it be that they have learned martial arts from mortals?"

"Hmph, as for mortal martial arts, if I were still practicing Qi at the first or second level, I would be more cautious. If I really dare to be unreasonable, I don't mind wasting a little bit of Qi to let them learn how to respect the immortal!"

The old lame man took a step forward, pinching seals in his hand, and a flame rose up from his palm! The fire seemed to have intelligence, like a living snake circling and wandering in front of him, as if it had life!

This is not ordinary fire. The seal activated by true energy can turn a steel knife into molten iron in just a moment and sweep it across. Even dozens of armored soldiers will be killed immediately.

This is still the lowest and most economical method, but even so, it is not something that a mortal warrior can compete with!

The old cripple shouted angrily: "Don't back down yet!"

Wu Yong's eyes lit up, and he was surprised and said: "It's so nimble and dexterous! The flames can be used like arms and fingers, which is simply amazing. Even a seven- or eight-star chef can't do it without flame cells, right?"

"

Lao Xunzi scored a contempt, and it turned out to be a soil bun who had never seen the world.

Even the general decision of this lowest level can be so surprised. Presumably the most exaggerated existence between warriors!

"Let it open quickly, otherwise I am not polite!"

Speaking of Lao Tingzi waved his hand and sent the fire snake to Wu Yong.

It can be seen that Wu Yong is the leader of these people. If he kills him, the crowd will be a bird and beast. Although Lao Xunzi hates mortal disrespect, but now he can hardly feel the existence of the aura.

Out here.

The fire snake came, Wu Yong exhaled gently, and suddenly turned into a violent wind, blowing the fire snake directly!

Lao Xunzi only felt in the wind in front of him, with a sense of burst, as if the air was exploding.

Puff ~

Spit out a bite!

Lao Xunzi rolled over, even a few times on his body, and the Indian law was scratched again!

"Wind lead, Ling Yunbu!"

Turn around and run!

Just leave a group of stalls.

What happened?

Why did Lao Xun suddenly vomit blood and then turned into a rabbit?

But if you are not good, he runs, I also run!

For a while, all kinds of Indians shone, constantly imperial air, and ran away!

Wu Yong laughed: "It's amazing, can you still fly without wings? How does this do? This ... If this is the learned, can I go to heaven?"

Wu Yong waved.

A group of villagers are scattered and these cultivators are enclosed.

Lao Xunzi galloped, and it was just an old farmer in front of him. The blade in his hand seemed to be a wooden knife.

But this farmer's big dog dare to stop himself in a single shot!

Can't beat Wu Yong, can't you hit you?

"The right finger sword, the three classics Shaoyang is really angry!"

Drink, stretch out the middle finger, index finger, and the fingertips spray three inches of blue mang, shining with a deadly color!

But this farmer does not flash or avoid, a firewood knife is like lightning, and it is very accurate to break the three -inch green mang, and cut off the two fingers of Lao Xunzi!

Lao Xunzi was broken, and the backbone airflow made him spit out another blood.

"impossible……"

"An old villager can break my three classics Shaoyang!"

"This ... is comparable to the farmer who builds the monk ..."

Just then!

Lao Xunzi suddenly remembered the Tianden Zong a few days ago, and it was also a rustic person with the same weird.

How similar to the two!

The one who grasped himself was the kitchen knife of the Tianmen Zong. Is it said that the Tianmen Zong even colluded with the outside world?

Lao Xunzi screamed: "Tianmen Zong, you have a big eyebrow, but you have betrayed the revolution!"

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