(I'm sorry again. I originally wanted to write three chapters a day. My grandma passed away suddenly yesterday and I had to keep a vigil at night. I could only write two chapters while I was sleeping during the day. I will definitely make up for it later.)
The violent spiritual energy subsided, and the entire inn returned to calm. The Variety Flying Fox standing outside Huang Wuji's door quietly let out a breath and opened the door without hesitation.
With a squeak, Huang Wuji naturally turned around and saw the Variety Flying Fox walking in. He smiled slightly and said, "Let's go, we can't stay here any longer!".
The Variety Flying Fox didn't talk nonsense and nodded. Such a big movement just now must have alarmed the people of the Yinhun Sect. If you don't leave now, how long will it take to wait? There is nothing to pack. He picked up Huang Yao who was rolling on the bed and led the Variety Flying Fox.
Walk out of the room and walk downstairs.
Just after opening the door, there were several young men standing outside, staring at them coldly. Huang Wuji ignored them and prepared to go around with Huang Yao and Baibian Feihu. However, several young men were still blocking Huang Wuji.
On the way, he never left, obviously looking for trouble.
Huang Wuji didn't want to cause trouble, but that didn't mean he was afraid of trouble. His smiling expression gradually became indifferent, and his eyes were like sharp swords piercing several people. Several young people didn't expect Huang Wuji's eyes to be so sharp, and they were caught off guard and forced to do so.
Take a step back.
This step back was like a great shame and humiliation in the hearts of several young people. The person who made the whole inn uneasy was so arrogant, which showed that they did not take them seriously at all. People who can live in the Tianzi Pavilion
, are all the proud sons of all major sects.
"Boy, you want to leave after making trouble, aren't you too arrogant!" Several young people experienced the riot of spiritual energy just now, and the pressure generated by the terrible spiritual energy made them somewhat wary of Huang Wuji.
Dare to take action easily.
"Too much nonsense, if you want to fight, fight, if not, get out!" Huang Wuji didn't care at all about the few pampered disciples of the sect in front of him. Looking at their clothes and accessories, they were all of the third-level human level.
Magical weapons, the price that ordinary inner disciples have to pay to assemble a set is not trivial.
Judging by their age and cultivation level, you can tell that they are the grandsons or sons of the sect's big men. Compared with other inner sect disciples, the magic weapons refined by the big men can be said to be
easy.
"What, I think you don't want to live anymore!" One of the young people had never encountered such an arrogant person. They were always the only ones who were arrogant, and it was not anyone else's turn to be arrogant in front of them. The raised finger was almost
Touch it on Huang Wuji's nose.
There was a crisp click, and Huang Wuji grabbed the evil boy's finger at some point and twisted it directly. Ah, the evil young man covered his finger and cried out in pain.
"You're looking for death!" The remaining villains no longer cared about whether it was the Yinhun Sect's territory. Each of them had an extra red thread in their hands. They threw the red thread upwards, like a snake swimming away. One red thread split into countless red threads.
, formed a spider web that shone with a stinging red light, tightly covering Huang Wuji from head to toe in the web.
"Hey, Ancestor Hongyue's silk-wrapped net is a bit interesting!" Although the red thread is scary, he doesn't put it in Huang Wuji's eyes. The silk-wrapped net in front of him is just a counterfeit, and it doesn't even have the power of the original one.
No, they are all composed of third-level magic weapons.
Huang Wuji's majestic spiritual power came out of his body, as if he had thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in his palm, and his invisible domineering aura instantly enveloped the entire pavilion. He raised his hand as if he was pointing at the mountains and rivers, looking down upon the heroes, with a domineering will that looked down on the world like a strong wind and rain.
Like, it went against the nerves of the four evil boys.
"It's just a silken net, but you dare to be so presumptuous in front of me. It seems that the Red Moon Sect has really fallen!" Huang Wuji's majestic spiritual power turned into a huge palm and directly lifted the silken net.
A golden ray of light was like an extremely sharp sword, directly cutting off the connection between the red lines. Three human-level third-level magic weapons instantly fell to the ground and were caught in the big hands.
When the four evil young men saw that the magic weapon in their hands had been taken away, they suddenly became anxious and said threateningly: "Boy, let me tell you, I am Liao Xiong, the grandson of Liao Wan, the third elder of the Red Moon Sect, the ghost sword. It's best to use the magic weapon."
Return the weapon to us, otherwise!”.
"Yes, kid, please return the magic weapon to us!" The remaining three villains, who are obviously descendants of the Hongyue Sect boss, threatened with unusual arrogance.
"The Red Moon Sect is just the bottom of the thirty-six sects among the seventy-two sects. No wonder they only have this kind of stuff!" Huang Wuji took the red thread magic weapon in his hand and weighed it. The golden light flashed and the red thread broke inch by inch.
, as if it had been torn apart, and fell into several pieces on the ground. Liao Xiong and the other evil young men looked at it with great pain in their hearts, and their eyes were filled with hatred.
"Boy, you are dead, prepare to be chased by the Red Moon Sect!" Liao Xiong and others seemed to be used to being arrogant. They didn't care about the occasion and wanted Huang Wuji's life with just one sentence.
Huang Wuji's murderous intent suddenly arose, his bright and big eyes narrowed, cold light shone in his eyes, and an invisible murderous intent descended on the entire pavilion like a blizzard: "If you want to kill me, I'm afraid the Red Moon Sect is not qualified yet.
Even Ancestor Hongyue can’t do it. Before that, I could kill you four, it’s so easy!”
The cold murderous intent made the stupid and arrogant Liao Xiong and the four of them feel as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water on them. A chill went straight up their spines. They looked at Huang Wuji with fear in their eyes, and their bodies involuntarily stepped back.
, it seems like he wants to escape.
It's a pity that Huang Wuji has murderous intention, so he will not let the four of them go. Like a ghost, he shrinks his steps and appears strangely in front of the four of them. His two hands with layers of afterimages shroud the four of them.
Inside, the fear in Liao Xiong's dead eyes became even stronger, and he desperately wanted to escape from this terrible place and stay away from the devil in front of him.
Under the domineering will, Liao Xiong and the others were like quails shrinking their heads. Their feet were weak with fear. There was a faint smell of odor between the crotches, and a large water stain appeared in the middle and both sides of the crotch.
The four of them, Liao Xiong, were so frightened that they wet their pants. The Variety Flying Fox stood behind with a look of disdain in his eyes. It was such a shame for these four grown men to wet their pants. If it were her, she would have smashed her own with one palm.
Tian Linggai committed suicide and died.
However, the four Liao Xiongs are different from ordinary warriors. They have lived under the wings of their elders since childhood and have never seen real wind and rain. For the sake of the Hongyue Sect, outsiders generally will not embarrass them.
This has become their arrogant and arrogant attitude, and it is only a matter of time before they encounter this situation.
What Huang Wuji couldn't stand the most was being threatened by others. When he was about to attack the four of them with one palm, suddenly, a strong spiritual power came from behind, and he turned around and slapped them without even looking.
There was a muffled sound, and Huang Wuji stumbled back three steps before he stood still. He looked at the incoming man intently, and his guarded eyes became heavier. Only his cold face exuding murderous intent remained unchanged.
"Little guy, you have to be merciful and merciful. If you make enemies everywhere like this, you will harm yourself sooner or later!" An old man with a white beard stroked his snow-white beard and said calmly and calmly, ignoring Huang Wuji's domineering will.
"Who are you!" Since entering Fangwai, the white-bearded old man is the first person who can't see clearly. When such a situation occurs, there is only one possibility. The other party is a strong man at the martial arts level. Otherwise, a master of the Purple Pill Realm will come.
, Huang Wuji could also see it at a glance.
"Unexpectedly, the elders of the Yinhun Sect also appeared, which really makes me feel honored!" Huang Wuji faced the powerful warriors at the level of martial arts. Instead of showing weakness, Huang Wuji had a loud fighting spirit, looked down on everything, arrogant, and arrogant. Who else would he do?
His dominance is getting stronger and stronger, and he has the idea of taking action with the white-bearded old man.
Faced with Huang Wuji's toughness, the white-bearded old man stopped stroking his beard with his hands, and his eyes changed, showing a hint of interest. He thought to himself: "When did the Ziyang Sect have such a person? It seems that they are not paying attention to the Ziyang Sect."
It must be strengthened!”.
Huang Wuji never expected that a white-bearded old man of the martial arts level would mistake him for a Ziyang sect member while holding a road guide from the Ziyang sect.
"Since you know that I am an elder of the Yinhun Sect, you still dare to take action. Do you have something to rely on?" This is the first time for the white-bearded old man to face a person who only dares to challenge him at the early stage of the Huangdan realm. He doesn't know what to say.
Not afraid of death, he is still an ignorant fool.
"Haha!" Huang Wuji laughed. What about a warrior-level warrior? Before his rebirth, he was at the peak of Tianzun's cultivation. He was only one step away from entering the legendary realm of divine union. The old man in front of him had a higher cultivation level.
Even though he is tall, it is impossible to surpass him before he was reborn.
Facing the three great ancestors, Huang Wuji was calm and unhurried, not to mention he was just an ordinary Martial Lord level master. He might only have the cultivation level of Yin Lord, but his own cultivation level was too poor to see. There was nothing to be afraid of.
Huang Wuji was arrogant and domineering, ignoring all smiles, which made the white-bearded old man very uncomfortable. If it weren't for the sake of the Ziyang Sect, he would definitely teach the boy in front of him a lesson.
Thinking so, the white-bearded old man did not take any action. Looking at Huang Wuji's cultivation and his arrogant demeanor, he knew that he was a genius cultivated by the Ziyang Sect. If there was any damage in the Yinhun Sect, people from the Ziyang Sect might be like this.
revenge.
Although the Ziyang Sect has declined, it is not something that the Yinhun Sect can contend with. What's more, the Ziyang Sect also has a Earth-level Elder who is not something the Yinhun Sect can fight against. So I can only endure it temporarily, hoping to be defeated outside the city.
Give the person a good lesson.
Huang Wuji didn't know that the white-bearded old man was wary of the power of the Ziyang Sect and thought he was intimidated by the power of his leapfrog challenge.
"How about it, elder, do you want to fight with me next time?" Huang Wuji has endless tricks. Even if he fails in the challenge of leapfrogging, there are still many ways to die together with the opponent.
Huang Wuji was determined to die and prepared to compete with the white-bearded old man. Seeing Huang Wuji's provocative posture, the white-bearded old man's eyelids jumped with anger. If he hadn't been worried about the great elder of the Ziyang Sect, he would have slapped the man in front of him to death.
Boy, where would he be allowed to be so arrogant?
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