"Are you being unreasonable!?" The Calf Witch was so angry that her pretty face turned red, and she stamped her feet and shouted.
"Since they are unreasonable, then there is no need to reason with them." Zhuge Bulai said with a smile, stood up and looked at the man in green in front of him. This man's cultivation level was very average. It can be seen that they followed some senior masters from the sect to enter here.
. But the little raccoon on his shoulder surprised Zhuge Buliang. It was a little treasure-hunting beast with a keen sense of smell and could smell the scent of exotic treasures.
In the vast world, there are some extraordinary spiritual species who are born to be extremely sensitive to some rare treasures, so that they can find some valuable things. The monkeys and small ginseng fruits that followed Zhuge Buliang all have this function.
"Zhizhi!" Seeing the other party looking at him, the little raccoon bared his teeth at Zhuge Buliang.
"Xiaoyao Sect, right? What is it called?" Zhuge Buliang looked at the man in green.[
"Hmph, who are you, you are worthy enough to ask our senior brother Feng the name." A cultivator next to him said dissatisfiedly, with a arrogant attitude, as if the word "deserted" was written on his face.
The man in green raised his head with a smile and said with a charming smile, "I am a disciple of Xiaoyao Sect, Feng Juanyun."
Zhuge Buliang said: "You took other people's things and you just want to leave like this?"
When Fengjuan Yun came into contact with Zhuge Buliang's gaze, he suddenly became unnaturally nervous. Although the young man standing in front of him had nothing outstanding in appearance and did not have a powerful aura, it was this look that made Fengjuan Yun
Yun felt uneasy in his heart.
"I have the illusion that this person's cultivation level is even lower than mine. I don't need to be afraid of him." Feng Juanyun calmed down and said with a smile: "I like this thing very much, but I am a very reasonable person. So be it, I will take it."
How about I give you a magic weapon to replace it with?"
As he spoke, a green bead appeared in Feng Juanyun's hand, and he said, "I have carried this magic weapon with me for many years, how about I trade it with you for this red lotus?" After the words fell, Feng Juanyun raised his hand and waved, and the green bead appeared in his hand.
The green beads flew to Zhuge Buliang.
Zhuge Buliang took it in his hand, and his eyelids trembled unconsciously, and he felt a surge of anger in his heart. This is simply a magic weapon of average quality. Although it is already very good for ordinary people, they have such high standards.
, not to mention that the green beads are simply incomparable to the red lotus.
"What, you can get rid of such a rotten thing." The Calf Witch said dissatisfied.
The female cultivator standing next to Feng Juanyun sneered: "My senior brother Feng is willing to exchange things with you. It's already very good, but he still picks and chooses. I don't know how to praise him."
Feng Juanyun also had a smile on his lips and played with the red lotus in his hand.
Zhuge Buliang took a deep breath and said: "How brave I am as a Xiaoyao Sect, but it turned out that what I took out was this kind of tattered thing." After that, Zhuge Buliang rubbed his fingers slightly, and the green beads appeared.
It instantly turns into powder and falls off.
"You" A group of Xiaoyao Sect cultivators couldn't help but look down, and Feng Juanyun's face also changed slightly.
"I don't know how to praise!"
"Too presumptuous!"
Two Xiaoyao Sect disciples shouted.
"I've lost my patience." With black lines on his forehead, Zhuge Buliang suddenly stepped forward and raised his hand to grab Feng Juanyun.
"Humph!" Feng Juanyun snorted coldly, and a three-foot divine sword flashing with green light flew out and slashed towards Zhuge Buliang's palm. But there was only a crisp "ding-dong" sound, and the divine sword shattered and turned into a sky-high sword.
Iron filings.
"What!" Feng Juanyun was shocked.
At the same time, the two cultivators standing behind Feng Juanyun had already rushed forward. A green light suddenly appeared, and a crazy agitation swept in like a hurricane. But under Zhuge Buliang's palm, this green light hurricane
Dissipated in an instant. The big palm slapped the two people away.[
"puff!"
The two cultivators groaned miserably, vomited blood and flew out, falling to the ground not sure whether they were dead or alive.
"boom!"
Zhuge Buliang suddenly collapsed to the ground, the earth shook, and a fierce aura surged out of his body. At this moment, everyone in the Xiaoyao Sect completely changed their colors. They finally realized that they had touched an iron plate, and the person opposite turned out to be a Dao Yun
A cultivator who peeks into the sky.
"Senior Brother Feng" the woman whom Feng Juanyun called Junior Sister Yun looked at him.
Feng Juanyun looked serious. He had also entered the realm of Daoyun Peeping into the Sky a few months ago, but it had not yet been stabilized. Looking at Zhuge Buliang, it can be judged from this momentum alone that he has basically entered the realm.
Dao Yun was at the peak of the sky. At this moment, the little raccoon squatting on his shoulder rolled his eyes excitedly, and the black shadow flashed directly from Feng Juanyun's shoulder.
"Bring the red lotus!" Zhuge Buliang said.
Feng Juanyun's face tightened, and the next moment, a guqin appeared in his arms. The guqin was suspended in front of Fengjuanyun, and Fengjuanyun's slender, woman-like fingers plucked the strings, making a "zheng" sound.
In an instant, the green edge spread overwhelmingly.
"broken!"
Zhuge Buliang opened his mouth and shouted, sound waves spread out loudly, and the green edge exploded. Zhuge Buliang strode forward.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
The ground shook, and several surrounding temples collapsed at his footsteps.
“Ding ding dong dong~~”
The clear piano sound sounded, Feng Juanyun plucked the strings with his fingers, and the melodious piano sound rippled, but this beautiful piano sound was filled with a cold and murderous air. At this moment, Feng Juanyun actually had an elegant atmosphere,
He has a graceful demeanor and a calm temperament. He strums the strings and shakes his head~~~
"Damn, you can really pretend!" Chatter not far away scolded angrily.
Zhuge Buliang directly chose to look, and the dragon's swirling energy spurted out from his fist, and with the sound of dragon roar, he blasted towards Feng Juanyun.
"Buzz!"
Feng Juanyun's face was dark, and he pulled the strings tightly with his ten fingers. The space fluctuated, and a blue halo rippled from the guqin, trying to stop Zhuge Buliang's punch.
"Boom!"
The dragon's swirling energy was fierce, like a wild dragon coming out of its nest, and the cyan halo was broken by Zhuge Buliang's punch.[
Feng Juanyun couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood and sprinkle it on the guqin in front of him. Just as he was about to make a move, he saw that Zhuge Buliang had already jumped to the top of his head and stepped down hard with both feet.
"Bang!"
His feet fell, like two mountains sinking. The guqin was crushed to pieces by Zhuge Buliang's foot, and the strings broke. Feng Juanyun groaned, unable to bear the strong oppression, and collapsed to the ground.
Zhuge Buliang's two feet suddenly stepped on Feng Juanyun's legs.
"Crack!"
There was a heartbreaking sound of bones breaking, Feng Juanyun screamed miserably, and his legs were all bloody and turned into a pair of rotten flesh.
"Senior Brother Feng!" The woman named Yun and several Xiaoyao Sect members rushed up.
"Bang!"
Zhuge Buliang stretched out his sleeves, and a powerful force knocked several people away, causing them to fall to the ground in embarrassment.
Looking at Feng Juanyun lying on the ground gasping for breath, Zhuge Buliang said: "Now you can hand over the red lotus to me." In fact, there was no need for Feng Juanyun to answer, Zhuge Buliang raised his hand and sucked it, and Feng Juanyun held it in his hand.
The red lotus plant had fallen into Zhuge Buliang's palm.
"How dare you offend me? Do you know what status our Xiaoyao Sect has in the Eastern Region!" Feng Juanyun kept coughing up blood and shouted angrily at Zhuge Buliang.
"No matter what your status is, even if your father is the Emperor of the East, I will still fight you." Zhuge Buliang said coldly.
"You" Feng Juanyun was so shocked by this sentence that he vomited blood again.
"Let go of Senior Brother Feng, my two elders from Xiaoyao Sect are nearby." The woman whom Feng Juanyun called Junior Sister Yun threatened.
"Let go? Hehehehe" Zhuge Buliang said with a smile: "Weren't you very strong just now? Every second generation ancestor of a mere sect dares to show off his power in front of me. If I don't hit you, who will I hit?"
"Hmph, I want to beat him up." said the Calf Witch.
Zhuge Buliang grinned, raised his hand and slapped Feng Juanyun a few times to seal his cultivation, and then kicked Fengjuan Yun to the side of Stuttering, Hua Lao and Maverick Witch, and said: "
If you want to fight, you can fight, you don’t have to give me face.”
Hearing this, Feng Juanyun couldn't help but look stiff, and everyone in the Xiaoyao Sect also looked grim. Looking at Hua Lao, he had already started to roll up his arms and sleeves, and laughed: "Hahahaha, I just love to beat up drowned dogs."
"It's good to stretch your muscles and bones." Stutterer also came forward.
Stuttering and chattering, the Maverick Witch surrounded Feng Juanyun in the middle. Even Xiao Yun came forward and used her fists and kicks, causing a dense "bang bang bang" sound, which was also mixed with Feng Juanyun's miserable screams.
Yelling. This was a typical group fight, not to mention that Fengjuan Yun’s cultivation level was banned now, and he didn’t even have a chance to resist.
"Ah, I can't spare you!" Feng Juanyun roared.
Hua Lao kicked his feet hard and started fighting violently, so as not to forget his nagging nature: "I call you a tough talker, weren't you a pretty naughty kid when you played the piano just now? Show me another one! I can't kill you.
You!" At this moment, these two Buddhist disciples completely ignored their own image and looked like two gangsters fighting in the street.
Monk Yan saw this and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.
"You guys are going too far!" Junior Sister Yun of the Xiaoyao Sect said angrily, clenching her teeth, looking at Feng Juanyun who was being beaten by four people, with a hint of unbearability in her eyes, but she couldn't do anything now.
"Bang bang bang bang"
The beatings continued, and Feng Juanyun had been beaten so hard that no one could show his face. They were very smart in their actions because Fengjuan Yun was blocked from cultivation at the moment, so they didn't use their spiritual power. They just relied on
Brute force beating, otherwise it wouldn’t be fun to beat the opponent to death with one punch
"You arrogant people, the elders will not let you go!" a cultivator from the Xiaoyao Sect shouted.
Several people stared with big eyes, but they could only watch Feng Juanyun being beaten, with no way to do anything. Zhuge Buliang and Monk Yan stood in front of them like two huge mountains.