The man looks good but has a bad figure. He has thick eyebrows, big eyes and a tall chest and belly.
"How dare you accept me?" Wang Yanyan sneered and fired a high-level magic talisman, killing two opponents.
After grabbing the storage bags from the two of them, she said coldly, "Is the spirit fairy just awesome? My aunt has a lot of magic talismans in her hands!"
Others can't judge the cultivation level of this man and woman, but she is a ninth-level immortal. If you just sense it, you can't guess that these two are spiritual immortals?
When the guard next to her heard this, he really wanted to wet his pants - did you see clearly, is this really a spirit fairy coming?
"Have you noticed that I am an immortal? That's right, you are a ninth-level immortal." The man laughed and waved his hand, "Stop it."
The invading Pine Forest Bandits immediately stopped.
The man slowly walked up to Wang Yanyan, looked her up and down, and then nodded slowly, "Just kill those two losers. I admire you very much."
"You admire me, and then what?" Wang Yanyan sneered.
"Then you will be my cauldron," the man looked at her strangely, "Is there any problem?"
"What if I don't want to?" Wang Yanyan looked at him coldly, "Is the spirit fairy amazing? I haven't picked the true yang of the spirit fairy yet, you want me to try it with you?"
"The game in this cauldron is too heavy," the man laughed, and a big hand appeared on top of his head to grab the other person, "I like wild ones, chicken flavor, crunchy and crunchy."
"I'm not interested in your true Yang," Wang Yanyan sneered and raised her hand to activate the magic talisman.
Unexpectedly, her body was pushed away, and at some point, Chen Taizhong had already stood in front of her - I said, magic talismans are also money, you can't waste it like this, right?
Chen Taizhong took a hard blow from the opponent's hand, and then frowned and asked, "Are you done talking?"
Everyone was dumbfounded by his actions. Especially the seventh-level guard, who simply couldn't believe his eyes. Was there any mistake? This man had just received a blow from the Immortal?
The man who performed the spell didn't expect that his magical spell would be broken by an eighth-level immortal. Isn't this too unscientific?
Then he saw a sharp spear point hitting his throat... It was over, it was really over this time.
At the critical moment, green leaves blocked it. The green leaves seemed small, but suddenly they grew to the size of two feet. They blocked the shot.
Then the masked woman spoke in a deep voice, "Junior, you are too crazy... This is not good for you."
"Old woman, I really don't know what to say about you," Chen Taizhong pointed at the woman and said in a dumbfounded voice. "How does a second-level spirit fairy feel that he is very awesome? You should always be in awe as a human being."
"Whether I succeed or fail as a human being has nothing to do with you, an eighth-level wandering immortal." The woman sneered and pulled out a blood-colored skull disk, "Young man, if you understand this meaning... go away, I won't make it difficult for you.
"
She could tell that the other party was an eighth-level wandering immortal, which was due to her rank, but the other party could tell that she was a second-level spiritual immortal. In addition to the possibility that she had practiced secret techniques, there was another possibility - the other party had hidden his cultivation.
"I also want to leave, but it's really inconvenient," Chen Taizhong spread his hands with a smile on his face. "I was recruited by the town, and my task is to guard this intersection. If you want to enter the town from here, you will have trouble with me.
Already."
"Then what if I want to enter the town from another place?" The woman narrowed her eyes coldly.
"That's up to you, I just have to guard this intersection," Chen Taizhong replied lightly.
He was quite indifferent to this recruitment, especially since Nantes had also recruited people to deal with him. If the pine forest bandit hadn't been too arrogant when he rushed over, he wouldn't even be interested in killing people.
As for how many people Wang Yanyan killed, he didn't bother to care. As long as Scar's life was not in danger, he had no intention of taking action.
"Junior, you are really crazy," the woman said with a fierce look in her eyes, but her tone was a little cautious, "Do you really think you can stop us from attacking?"
"You two can give it a try," Chen Taizhong replied calmly, "but I would like to advise you that swords have no eyes. Once you do it, I can't guarantee that you two will survive."
He said it calmly, but when he heard it in the ears of the two immortals, it was far from being calm. He had strong self-confidence.
For a moment, these two people were a little hesitant. They came with them this time, not wanting to take action at all. They were just trying to suppress the formation. How could they expect to meet the guys who were carrying them?
The two of them exchanged glances, and it was the woman who spoke, "You can pick up a move from both of us, and we can turn around and leave without saying a word. We don't want to harm each other. What do you think?"
"It's true that I won't shed tears until I see the coffin," Chen Taizhong raised his hand and said, "Let the horse come over first."
The female cultivator sneered and raised the blood-colored disc in her hand. The disc kept spinning in the air, spinning faster and faster, making a soft whining sound that made people feel drowsy.
What's even weirder is that the skull on the disk breaks away from the ring, forming a shadow in the air, looking down at everyone from a high position.
Is this...a spiritual attack? Chen Taizhong was stunned. He really didn't know whether he should cry or laugh.
He had a strange expression, but because he was wearing a mask, others were completely unaware. There was a spiritual sword in the male cultivator's hand, and he rushed towards him. Without making a sound, he raised his hand and chopped it off with a heavy sword.
It wasn't until the sword hit his body that he roared angrily, "Go to hell, kid!"
The guards and Wang Yanyan next to him were filled with jealousy, but the disk that the woman offered had obvious range-of-range killing capabilities. They wanted to remind Chen Taizhong, but... they couldn't open their mouths at all, let alone come forward to rescue.
"Get out!" Chen Taizhong blocked the male cultivator's knife with one shot of his spear, then kicked the male cultivator away for more than 20 meters. With a sway, he came to the female cultivator without any gesture and stabbed her in the chest fiercely.
go.
The female cultivator did not expect that the opponent's footwork would be so weird. Fortunately, she was prepared, and the green leaf appeared in front of her in time, and she took the shot forcefully.
The force of this shot was so powerful that the female cultivator was knocked ten meters away, and the light of the green leaf-shaped spiritual weapon quickly dimmed - it was obviously damaged.
Chen Taizhong didn't hold back at all, and directly thrust out three spiritual consciousnesses, then took out a soul-binding rope and rolled it towards the disc in the air.
He wanted to seize this plate. If he didn't have this intention, he wouldn't mind taking a backhand shot and kill the male cultivator first.
The female cultivator's consciousness was severely damaged, and it took her a long time to recover. She glanced at the damaged green leaves, and felt a little inexplicable in her heart: This is an elementary spiritual weapon, and it almost collapsed after being hit by two shots.
The next moment, she discovered an even more terrifying phenomenon - her spiritual weapon, the Blood Skeleton, was actually caught in the opponent's hand. She couldn't help but get furious, "You little thief, how dare you!"
Chen Taizhong glanced at him indifferently, swept his consciousness across the disk, and directly erased her consciousness, and then put the disk into the storage bag in a grand manner.
"Poof", the female cultivator spat out another mouthful of blood. This was because the spiritual weapon she had worked so hard to refine had lost contact with her.
Only then did she realize that the other party could directly confiscate her spiritual weapon and easily erase her consciousness. This was an existence she could not afford to offend, so she spoke tremblingly, "Sir, this disk
It is my ancestral treasure, please..."
Chen Taizhong hooked his hand and interrupted her calmly, "Throw your storage bag over here."
"Why... why?" The female cultivator was shocked. She originally wanted to get her spiritual weapon back - this young man didn't seem particularly difficult to talk to, but she didn't expect that as soon as she opened her mouth, the other party became even more aggressive and demanding.
Grab the storage bag.
"Because I have the ability to do so. Isn't it because you are strong enough to rob others?" Chen Taizhong replied proudly, "Let me guess... When you rob someone else's storage bag and they ask you why, what will you do?
deal with?"
The female cultivator trembled with fright, pulled off the storage bag, and threw it away. Songlin robbed the merchant, and if the opponent resisted, he would kill them all.
This is originally a world where big fists make sense.
At this time, the male cultivator who was injured by Chen Taizhong also got up. He was vomiting blood, and there were still some fragments in the blood - this was because his internal organs were damaged.
He managed to take out a small bottle filled with pills, and just as he lifted up his face towel to swallow it, a sharp tip of a gun was pressed squarely against his throat, and a female voice said coldly, "Put down my pills."
"I really wanted to turn around and leave after just one stab." The male cultivator kept bleeding from the corner of his mouth, which not only wet the face towel, but also dripped onto his chest. "Girl, I plan to keep my word."
"Then don't touch my things," Wang Yanyan moved the tip of her gun forward slightly, "at this time, you still haven't forgotten to rob me?"
This... this is obviously my thing, okay? The male cultivator was about to cry but did not dare to argue. He could only bow and said, "Sir, my injury is very serious. I only need to take one pill, okay?"
"Do you believe I will pull off your face towel?" Wang Yanyan asked coldly.
She could guess what the master was thinking - she didn't want to do too much for Taozhi Town, just beat the person away, so she had no intention of killing anyone again, but the words and actions of the male cultivator just now were really rude, and he even almost attacked the master
Succeeded.
So naturally she couldn't let this person go. Pulling off the mask was just a small threat. She also had a big move.
Boy, you talk back, you continue to resist, and Scar feels a little inexplicably excited.
"Okay, Auntie, take it away," the male cultivator decisively stuffed the pills back into the storage bag, threw the storage bag in front of her, and said feebly, "Can we go?"
Wang Yanyan was slightly surprised. She really didn't want to let this man go. He just said he wanted to make a furnace or something. She always hated this kind of man who was arrogant - especially when the other man had the ability to carry it out.
Under the premise.
In the past, when she encountered this kind of man, she would hide away when she needed to, but now she is not afraid anymore and has the strength to face it. She would have to smile coldly and deliberately find trouble, "You look unconvinced?"
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