After leaving the Qingzhu Auction, before Qianyu and his wife left the city, there were two waves of people waiting for him on the street.
On one side were Zhu Sangun's men, and on the other were Yuan Tong's men. The two groups stood on each side, blocking Qianyu's path.
"Boy, please hand over the Purple Evil Panlong Stick quickly." Zhu Sangun held the long stick in his hand and looked at Qianyu with an unkind expression.
Although Yuantong didn't speak, his eyes expressed the same meaning.
"Boss, leave these two to me." Sha Qiang is not afraid of these two people.
Zhu Sangun and Yuantong's cultivation level are both in the late Yuan Yin realm. Sha Qiang's cultivation level is in the middle Yuan Yin realm. His cultivation level is not as good as those of the two, but his strength can compete with them.
"Si Qiang, don't do anything yet, save some energy." Qianyu dissuaded in a low voice, then looked at Zhu Sangun and Yuantong, and said: "I'm sorry, I have already given away the Purple Evil Panlong Stick."
"Giving it away? Are you willing to give it away such a precious elemental skill?" Zhu Sangun obviously didn't believe what Qianyu said.
"Boy, hand over the Purple Evil Panlong Stick quickly, and I might be able to let you go." Yuantong said coldly.
Qianyu smiled and said: "You two don't believe me? I know that my cultivation level is low. Even if I buy the Zisha Panlong Stick, I will never be able to bring it out of Shacheng. Maybe I will be killed because of it. Zisha
Although the level of the Coiling Dragon Stick is high, it still requires a life to practice it. If you lose your life just to practice the Yuan Skill, why should you practice it? After two days of consideration, I decided to give away the Purple Evil Coiling Dragon Stick.
To my new friend - King Qingpeng!"
"Hmph, what's the use of giving Yuan skills to a person who is about to die?" Hearing King Qingpeng's name, Zhu Sangun not only showed no fear, but also showed a sarcastic smile.
"Boy, stop lying and hand over the Purple Evil Panlong Stick, otherwise don't blame us for being ruthless." Yuan Tong took off the bamboo stick on his back, and the dark yellow energy began to surge, and he was ready to take action.
"Are you two determined to take action?" Qianyu didn't want to take action. The news about the Millennium Dragon Milk has been leaked. I don't know how many cultivators came after hearing the news. They are all hiding in the dark and may launch a surprise attack at any time.
.To deal with so many people, you must maintain sufficient physical strength.
But now it’s time to take action!
"Si Qiang, take action!"
Instead of passively defending, it is better to take the initiative to attack. Qianyu shouted low, the vitality in the meridians circulated rapidly, covering the whole body, and then rushed towards the man behind Zhu Sangun. Shaqiang also clenched his fists at the same time and moved towards
Zhu Sangun blasted away.
"Fuck them all!"
Zhu Sangun flicked his wrist, and the long black stick shone brightly, radiating with tyrannical power fluctuations. The people behind him were not easy to mess with, and their cultivation levels were all above the Solid Yuan realm, among which the cultivation level was
There is one person who is the tallest, who is in the early stage of Yuanyin realm.
Qianyu fought with these people, while Shaqiang fought with Zhu Sangun. Unexpectedly, Yuantong did not take action, but watched the battle from the sidelines.
"Yuan Tong, why don't you take action?" Zhu Sangun asked while fighting with Shaqiang.
Yuantong smiled and said: "In a battle between cultivators, the most important thing is fairness. Our cultivation is far superior to theirs, and we can definitely fight one against two. If I join forces with you to deal with the two of them, what will happen in the future?"
If you go out, won't you be laughed at by others?"
"Bah!" Zhu Sangun didn't believe Yuan Tong's explanation at all, "Yuan Tong, do you want to wait until we both lose and then you can get the advantage of the fishermen?"
Yuantong smiled and remained silent. Silence usually means acquiescence.
"boom!"
Just as Zhu Sangun was about to scold Yuantong, Shaqiang's fist hit him like a gust of wind. His stick technique was not weak, but under the attack of Shaqiang's boxing technique, he quickly fell into decline.
Zhu Sangun didn't expect that he would fall into decline. Silly Qiang's strength surprised him. When he was retreating, he could only sacrifice his soul - the manic whale!
A giant black whale that was one hundred feet in size formed behind Zhu Sangun, bringing a heavy sense of oppression to everyone around him. The giant whale shook its head and brought up a series of water mist condensed with vitality.
"Forcing Zhu Sangun to sacrifice his soul so quickly, that kid is quite capable." Yuantong cast an admiring look at Shaqiang.
"Whale waves!"
Zhu Sangun held the stick with both hands, and the water-blue vitality gathered above his head like a tide. His body and the soul behind him merged into one. In an instant, the vitality above his head condensed into a 300-foot-sized head.
The aqua blue giant whale is so powerful that it attracts everyone's attention.
"go to hell!"
In the midst of the shouts, Zhu San's stick struck down with one blow, and the three hundred-foot-sized giant whale covered the sky and blocked out the sun, rushing towards Shaqiang's face like a beast. Shaqiang showed no fear on his face, clenched his hands, and veins popped out on his arms.
, use the maximum strength of your body and punch out!
"boom!"
Earth-shattering explosions resounded through the streets, and all the houses within a kilometer nearby were washed away, causing the owners of those houses to complain. The ground in the center of the fight also cracked holes, and Shaqiang and Zhu Sangun were both killed.
This powerful shock wave sent him flying backwards, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
After a while, Zhu Sangun got up from a collapsed house. There were no wounds on his body, but his face was a little bad. On the other side, Shaqiang got up in an awkward shape and smiled at Qianyu: "Boss
, I didn’t... poof!" Before he could finish his words, a mouthful of blood spurted out. In this fight, Silly Qiang was defeated.
"Silly Qiang!"
Qianyu immediately rushed over, supported Shaqiang, and at the same time took out a pill and stuffed it into Shaqiang's mouth: "Take this."
After taking the elixir, Shaqiang's complexion did not improve. Qianyu's complexion was as ugly as Shaqiang's. He had just fought with Zhu Sangun's men and did not take advantage, but was at a disadvantage. Now Shaqiang was at a disadvantage.
After a strong defeat at the hands of Zhu Sangun, their situation was very bad.
"Boss, I'll hold them back, you go first." Shaqiang thought of a way.
"What nonsense are you talking about? How could I leave you and run away alone?" Qianyu was trying to think of a way, "I don't know where that dead monk has gone. We agreed to let him protect our safety, but now there is not even a trace of him.
Didn’t even see it.”
The honest monk is sleeping comfortably on the bed of an inn in Shacheng. Next to him, the boss's soft and plump body is close to his body, making him feel very happy. All he wants now is to hold him
The boss does some things he loves to do, but as for protecting Qianyu's safety, he has long forgotten about it.
If Qianyu knew that the honest monk was busy having sex with others at this time, he would probably be so angry that he fainted.
"Don't worry, none of you can escape today." Zhu Sangun was very proud and called his men to surround Qianyu and Shaqiang.
"drink!"
Silly Qiang suddenly took action, punching away a cultivator who was surrounding them, and then rushed towards Zhu Sangun.
"Seeking death." Zhu Sangun smiled ferociously, flicked his right hand, and swept out the long black stick. Before Shaqiang could get close, the long stick had already landed on his abdomen with heavy force.
"Peng!"
Silly Qiang's body flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground, making a hole in the ground. His throat felt sweet and he spat out another mouthful of blood.
"Boss, let's go!" Silly Qiang shouted.
Where could Qianyu go? Even if he could escape Zhu Sangun's control, Yuantong was still watching from the sidelines and did not take action. His flower shadow butterfly footsteps were indeed very fast, but his cultivation level was only at the eighth level of the Solid Yuan Realm.
It is impossible to be faster than a cultivator in the late Yuanyin realm.
"Boy, I'll give you one last chance. Hand over the Purple Evil Panlong Stick and I can spare his life." Zhu Sangun pointed his long stick at Shaqiang's throat and looked at Qianyu with a sneer.
"Boss, don't believe his lies. Even if you hand over the Purple Evil Panlong Stick to him, he won't let us go!" Sha Qiang warned loudly.
"Okay, I promise you." Qianyu looked confused, then nodded, took out the technique of the Purple Evil Panlong Stick, and threw it towards Zhu Sangun. (To be continued)