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Chapter 119 Misunderstanding

The light fist could not see the strength, but when the dull sound of a mountain falling over, I heard the green-eyed tiger jumping up as if it was pinched by someone's throat and made a cat's cry. The head on the neck, which was several circles larger than a millstone, was pushed into the ground. The two green eyes on the tiger's head trembled, and they looked at the young man with a foot on his body, full of fear and pleading.

Chang Xi slowly raised his feet, and the majestic golden light flashed in his eyes dissipated. The blue eyes were full of wisdom, and there was no sign of the warning in the eyes of this young man who looked like a god of killing. He suddenly shook his head like a cat and nodded repeatedly. He looked very well-behaved, with flattering eyes, and how could he have the pride of being the king of the jungle?

Qin Chuan swallowed his hair dry throat. The thick linen shirt was dressed as an ordinary villager. But no matter who saw the shocking scene of the young man subduing a beautiful green tiger in the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, there would be no more stupid thoughts of this young man with a punch that might have ten thousand pounds of strength.

However, after using all his skills, he could not find out the level of Chang Xi's cultivation level. His breath was as plain as water, and he was like an ordinary villager. However, this guy appeared too abruptly, and no one could notice it when he touched the area of ​​more than ten feet beside them. You must know that the distance of more than ten feet is only in the blink of an eye of the foundation-building cultivator. If this young man had other thoughts, they would be afraid that there would be more and more good fortune.

The sound of Chang Xi's straw sandals breaking the branches tensed Qin Chuan's last nerve, as if he had remembered something. He suddenly felt scared, but gritted his teeth and said, "Create the Seven-Star Formation!"

It is naturally a bit difficult to trap a tiger with a formation, but it is much easier to trap one person. Just as Chang Xi was about to say hello, he saw the middle-stage disciple in the Foundation Establishment Realm headed as if he was facing a great enemy. With a command, several disciples behind him rushed out and stood in various directions, supporting each other to surround Chang Xi.

Chang Xi frowned and recognized that this was the seven-star formation they used to siege the blue-eyed and beautiful tiger just now. However, his face still had the same expression, and he did not rush to escape from the range of the formation. Since a head-on battle with Liu Yuan in the Jindan realm a few days ago, he had a deep understanding of his own strength, and his vision was much higher than that of ordinary Foundation Establishment disciples. He even thought that if he advanced to the late stage of Foundation Establishment, would he be able to compete with Liu Yuan or kill him with his own strength? As for the current seven-star formation, Chang Xi asked himself not to take it seriously.

If seven capable disciples of the same realm join forces to form a seven-star formation to trap him, it would be a headache. But at present, these disciples not only have ordinary cultivation, but also neglect to cooperate with each other. At first glance, they have good momentum, but they are actually full of loopholes. Chang Xi's eyebrows were stretched out indifferently, and stopped, looking at Qin Chuan in the lead, his body was as motionless as a mountain.

The formation had been formed, and the pressure within the range of the formation increased. Chang Xi's shoulders sank, and only the flesh and blood under his skin trembled like waves and removed all the invisible pressure, without any impact on him.

Several disciples surrounded the formation were very happy. They trapped this person so easily, but they were still allowed to pinch it flat and round it? The few of them exchanged their eyes and immediately lifted their swords and stabbed them at Chang Xi.

The sword skills of several people are even more clumsy than the formation. They can distinguish the trajectory of the sword at a glance, without any threat. Chang Xi sighed, really wondering how they lived to this day in this murderous mountain.

The sword was bullied, and Chang Xi suddenly blurred for a moment, and his body suddenly appeared beside the sword-holding disciple, with his fingertips ready to go. In the shocked gaze of the sword-holding disciple, Chang Xi bounced his fingers against the sword passing by, and only a cry of the long sword was heard. The broken lines filled the entire sword body in a moment, and the next moment it burst into countless pieces.

The ghostly shadow under Chang Xi's feet popped up, and seven fingers popped up, and seven swords were broken. Only Qin Chuan was the last one left in the seven-star formation. He forced himself to press down and was frightened. He slashed out a few sword energy that was a little more intelligent than the other disciples, but he never even touched the corner of Chang Xi's clothes.

Suddenly, he felt dark before his eyes. Qin Chuan was so shocked that he almost bit his tongue. The figure who was still far away from him just walked away and came to him. Is this a human or a ghost?

Chang Xi was about to pop out, and he glanced at the sight of Qin Chuan's long sword in his hand not as standard as a private object. Then he took it back and bounced it in front of Qin Chuan's face. The strong wind suddenly blew, and Qin Chuan felt that he was in a hurricane and could not extricate himself. Ten thousand pounds of force condensed into the powerful wind pressure popping between his fingers and mixed sword energy, cutting off the rope belt that tied his hair. His black hair was like a hard flag, dancing wildly for a few breaths before stopping.

Looking at Qin Chuan, who was already dull and black hair in front of him, a meaningful smile appeared on Chang Xi's face and said lightly: "Now we can sit down and have a good talk?"

Several people sat down and took out their disciple nameplate, and solved the misunderstanding in a few words. Qin Chuan had previously mistakenly thought that Chang Xi, who had quietly approached them, was a demon cultivator of thousands of demons, so he ordered the formation to trap the enemy. Qin Chuan was ashamed and quickly stood up to apologize to Chang Xi. Chang Xi didn't care about these trivial matters, so he waved his hand and signaled that he didn't care too much.

After inquiring, I found out that Qin Chuan and others were disciples of Shangqing Palace in Mangshan.

Chang Xi, the sect of Shangqing Palace, once saw him in the jade slip, and was also a member of the Immortal Dao Alliance. However, unlike Qingyun Mountain, which ranks one of the five sects in the Immortal Dao Alliance, Shangqing Palace is in the middle of the Immortal Dao Alliance, and is in the second-grade sect. This cannot explain why the sword skills of the few disciples just now are so sparse and ordinary.

The news I heard next made Chang Xi's heart fall to the bottom.

The Mang Mountain he was in actually belongs to the territory of Cangxi Prefecture. Although Cangxi Prefecture is adjacent to Huizhou, it is probably hundreds of thousands of miles away from Qingyun Mountain. It will take at least a few years to go back from here. What's more, he is not familiar with the place here, which makes it even more difficult. Chang Xi pinched his eyebrows and was upset in his heart. The teleportation array had a disagreement and teleported him hundreds of thousands of miles away. What should he do?

Chang Xi's face was not good, and even Qin Chuan beside him did not dare to breathe loudly. But after he learned that Chang Xi was actually the inner disciple of Qingyun Mountain, his heart was uneasy and his eyes were filled with admiration.

I have heard of countless sword cultivators in Qingyun Mountain. They are powerful and can easily take out one person and can block ten people at will. In the past, he always sneered at this. Everyone was holding a shoulder to shoulder with one head. Why are they so capable of fighting? They are all spreading rumors? But until today, I personally experienced it that I truly knew what the disciples of the top five sects are, and they are really a famous scholar.

Chang Xi was still confused after thinking for a long time, so he simply stood up and prepared for Chenxi Village before making plans. Qin Chuan was anxious when he saw Chang Xi getting up and leaving, and quickly spoke out and advised: "Senior Brother Chang is thinking about how to return to the sect?"

"That's right." Chang Xi stopped and turned around and looked at Qin Chuan. "What are the opinions of junior brother?"

"Senior Brother Chang is so serious, so I dare not take it." Qin Chuan waved his hand repeatedly and said quickly: "Mengshan is very wide. A few hundred miles away is the core area of ​​Mengshan. There are fierce monsters everywhere, and it is extremely difficult to pass by alone. Even our senior brothers in the Golden Dan Realm in Shangqing Palace need to walk together."

Chang Xi relaxed his brows when he heard this, because he knew that Qin Chuan had said this, he would have something to say later. He couldn't help but ask with some anticipation: "Then according to Junior Brother Qin, what you mean..."

Qin Chuan smiled: "Recently, senior brothers from the Jindan realm are going out in the palace, and Senior Brother Chang can just walk with you."
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