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Chapter 349: Iron-like man

The encounter with Zhuo Yue was exactly the same. The old monster was ambushed first. In order to protect his apprentice, he was detained when dodging. Fortunately, he was not seriously injured. With his arrogant strength, he still has the capital to deal with it.

The difference is that Wen Jian does not have the good luck of Zhuo Yue. Su Xue's current ability cannot help, and it also becomes a burden to him.

It is impossible to take Su Xue with him. The old monster refused to leave his apprentice. Finally, it was a bit humane. He could only barely waste his time talking about Wen Jian and Zhuo Yue. They were two extremes. Zhuo Yue was good at means and could often kill his opponent without realizing it. The old monster was 100% powerful. Even if he was fighting for a little injury, the person who dared to approach was killed instantly by him without exception.

It was not enough for him to bring in seconds, not to mention that they were all masters in the out-of-body stage, and it was hard to explain when they died too much. After a few attempts, Xuantian Sect had to change its strategy and trapped him almost with the same formation. However, the diameter of the circle was much larger than that of the ones besieging Zhuo Yue, and there were hundreds of masters dispatched, so they were consumed so far away, throwing magic weapons from time to time to attack.

There are not so many tricks in asking the sword. When you encounter a flywheel, you will hit it. It is quite troublesome to deal with it. It is difficult and difficult. The people of Xuantian Sect see that the effect is pretty good, so they are not too tight.

Even if there is a vast real energy like the sea, such a method of consumption can be exhausted. Besides, Wen Jian was seriously injured, but now he was bullied by a rat. He was angry and attacked his heart. He actually spit out two mouthfuls of blood.

"Master, are you okay?" Su Xue was anxious but couldn't help. Tears were circling in her eyes. With her cultivation level, she could only be killed instantly against the out-of-body master.

"It feels much more comfortable if you vomit blood. The dog dares not fight with me. He only dares to use the broken formation to trap me. Humph, I want to see how long they can trap me." The old monster raised his hand and wiped off the blood stains of the corner of his mouth. He was seriously injured and his fighting spirit was not reduced. If it weren't for the ties of his disciples, he had to rush out and kill him happily, even if he lost his life, he would be willing to sacrifice his life.

Although Wen Jian did not hurt the true essence, his flesh was injured a few parts. There was no time to deal with it. The red blood was soaking in his clothes, which looked shocking. Su Xue felt more and more self-blame in her eyes and said, "It's all my fault that I'm not good at learning skills and can't help the master. I can only drag the master to stop me. I'll get out first and help me avenge me when the injury heals."

No matter how old monster is a stern figure, I felt cold in my heart when I heard this, and cursed: "What are you talking about? How many days have you entered the Tao? How much can you practice hard? If you meet a few puppies, let your master escape without fighting, and let your master leave your apprentice. If you do such a shameful thing, what kind of face do I have to be your master? How many apprentices should I accept?" I couldn't bear to see Su Xue crying, the old monster turned to comfort me, "Don't worry, Longmen Mountains are still in Sichuan, Shushan should be sent to patrol. These puppies will not be rampant for long."

These words are purely self-deception. The old monster has always been arrogant and indifferent to the affairs of the sect. How could he know the inspection route of Shushan disciples? Besides, the inspection disciples are not very good at cultivation. If they really hit it, they would just be a few more people to accompany them.

With his powerful cultivation, Wen Jian has been shaking for two days. The one who is waiting for is not a disciple of Shushan, but Wang Hao, who looks gloating, looks like he is gloating.

The fat man laughed when he saw Su Xue Wuyang. When asked Jian had a ghost, he thought he was gloating. However, the fat man's words were a little annoying. He opened his mouth and greeted him: "Old monster, it turns out that you are not dead yet, an abnormal number." While speaking, he pretended to pinch his fingers, as if he really knew how to calculate it.

Wen Jian is cold and arrogant by nature, and even if he fights his life, he can't listen to such words. He was so angry that his face turned pale on the spot. When he saw Xingyu in trouble, he didn't save him. Now the situation is reversed. What reason does he have to expect the fat man to help. As for Chen Xuan, he was ashamed to say that he offended Wang Hao and that he offended Chen Xuan. He was a brother who burned yellow paper, and he and Chen Xuan were not even friends.

"What are you talking nonsense? Why don't you help quickly, master... he has shed a lot of blood." Su Xue always trusts the fat man so much. No matter what the fat man says, she knows that the master is saved. A kind girl has never thought about herself at the critical moment of life and death, but she doesn't understand Wang Hao. If it weren't for her, the fat man could really let her master die, and even use the death of Wen Jian to make a big fuss.

"Well, I'm just wondering. I've shed so much blood, why doesn't he die?" The fat man touched his chin, as if thinking about it.

No matter what the person's position is, it is a perfect guest for Xuantian Sect. They are shameless in doing things in the land, and they have to silence everyone they meet. It's just a matter of time. Of course, they hope to solve the problem of the sword.

"I don't know what you call me?" The speaker is Ghost Move, one of the guardians of Xuantian Sect, who can be responsible for sniping and asking for swords. You can imagine your identity

The fat man originally wanted to take the sword on his face, but he couldn't hold back when he heard this and cursed: "Damn, Xuantian Sect sent dozens of people to chase me, but now he actually asked me what I called him. Let me be honest, it's okay for me to come here this time, I just want you to live."

Guidong turned his mind and laughed without anger, "Your Excellency is probably a misunderstanding. I am not from Xuantian Sect, and I have not sent anyone to chase you. We are dealing with Wen Jian out of personal grudges. I hope you don't interfere."

"The formation and magic weapon used are the same. You can still deny it. Your face is very thick. I remembered that you did not kill me. You are going to kill the little medical immortal. My uncle's life is not good. He happened to hit the dam, which will affect the fish. If the ghost mother had not understood the righteousness, I would have been killed by you." Wang Hao had indeed revenge and never forgot to sell the ghost mother.

After talking for a long time, Wang Hao still didn't tell his identity, but Guidong was impatient when he heard it.

Seeing that the fat man's cultivation level was just at the Nascent Soul stage, Xingyu was a dish, and he had just reached the Heart-Strike Stage, and there was also old mao. His appearance was so distinctive that he naturally recognized it, but he didn't take it seriously. As for Chen Xuan, how could he see through the cultivation level of the number one person in the Xuanmen?

Xuantian Sect dispatched hundreds of masters. The old monster was about to lose strength. He didn't care. He also said with fat people and others. He looked cold and said, "Little bastard, he dared to be so arrogant as soon as he arrived in the Nascent Soul stage. I don't know why the ghost mother let you go, but if you fall into my hands, you will not be so lucky."

The last thing is to take action, and more than a dozen masters rushed forward immediately

"You said you are watching the fun." Huo Xiu still remembers the fat man's warning, this bad friend

"I am here to watch the fun, don't look for me." Xingyu smiled and made a clear stand.

Wang Hao avoided the flywheel attack dangerously and cursed angrily: "Does it rely on the large number of people?"

Guidong had no intention of talking nonsense with him. He thought that a boy in the Nascent Soul stage could be destroyed by any person he could find. Why should he be more successful? It was just that there was a besiege and asked the sword first, so he was too lazy to defend himself. He asked back: "So what?"

"Young Master has no ability but has a wide range of people. You and me are more people than you. Haha, interesting." Wang Hao whistled hard, and the wolf cubs waiting in the distance rushed out and rushed out densely, with a crowd of thousands of people. From a distance, it looked like a group of insects that had become a disaster.

"It was obvious that the master wanted to bully the few people because there were too many people, but he just wanted to find an excuse." Xingyu made a face. It was she who stopped Chen Xuan from taking action just now.

"It's because they don't follow the rules first." Wang Hao was exposed and his face was red. However, facts are better than words. After Xingyu's reminder, who can't see it?

This is a helpless situation. The fat man is unwilling to let Chen Xuan take action, so he can only rely on the people from the Cultivation Village.

Not to mention the strength of Xuantian Sect, those who go out are all experts in the out-of-body stage. If you fight alone, the people in the Cultivation Village cannot get any advantage. Besides, it is not the style of a fat man. Is it true that the fight is the more people take advantage, but unfortunately they are not in line with the rules...

The key is, if Xuantian Sect knew that there were many other people, they might challenge him alone. Of course, he would not respond to the challenge, but where would he put his face?

Therefore, the fat man first let the people from the Xiuzhen Village wait behind, and told them seriously that if the other party abides by the rules, they don’t need their help. The implication is that if the Xuantian Sect does not abide by the rules, there is nothing to say. In fact, the purpose of the fat man doing this is to make the Xuantian Sect think that there are few others, but he still scares many people, including Chen Xuan and Lao Zamao. If Xingyu has not exposed the words of the earth, the words are exposed by the words of the earth.

Xingyu is still a little tender. Zhuo Yue can see through this situation, but he will never say it out loud. Men are very proud of their face.

How can you keep your face in this way?

Otherwise, why don’t fat people like to take Xingyu? They always like to be with Zhuo Yue. Who likes to bring someone with you know him well and like to destroy the platform at any time? Xingyu doesn’t make trouble. The look that seems to be saying that I know your tricks is also difficult for fat people to accept, just like a magician standing around you at any time to explain.

Ghost Movement completely collapsed, and more than one thousand fights more than one hundred. What is the suspense? One is for ten, one is for a hundred, and one is for a thousand. How many Chen Xuan can be there in the world? Or is the old man still revealing the mystery: "When the cultivation level is equal, if one is able to defeat one opponent, you will get rid of the identity of a rookie, if you defeat two, you will be promoted to a master, and if you can fight one against three, you will be able to be a god." According to this standard, can the fat man be proud of it?

Even though the disciples of Xuantian Sect are slightly superior in quality, they can only sigh in the face of the human sea tactics, and they are submerged in an instant.

The flying sword dances like lightning. The magic weapon has become a killing weapon. The cultivator has powerful destructive power, but he is fragile and pitiful. This is destined to be a tragic death and injury. In an instant, dozens of people were killed and injured. The bright blood and the light of the magic weapon mixed together, intertwining into a twisted picture.

Xuanmen has been recuperating since the Second Battle of Gods and Demons. With Shique's diligent efforts, it has been a long time since he killed the pierced, and such a bloody scene has not happened, but this calmness has been broken by the fat man.

But there are exceptions. In the picture, a person's performance is particularly eye-catching. Ghost moves are not only brave, but also cruel and ruthless. There is no injury on his hands, only death. At least most of the people who died in the cultivation village are killed in his hands. Thousands of troops are easy to obtain, and a general is hard to find. Ghost moves is a general. If you can obtain the value of the Dao Xuantian Sect, you will naturally have his proud capital. What's hateful is that he is trying to approach Wang Hao.

"Damn stop him." Wang Hao roared angrily, and at the same time he also weighed it. To deal with ghost movements, unless the level 4 fire is activated, in fact, when he created the spiritual vein, he had already vaguely realized the realm of the high ground. No matter what kind of master dared not ignore it, but if you pass the level 4 fire, you can not control it perfectly and can only push it to the limit. Once you burn, you will be a piece of it. It seems that there are a large number of people in the cultivation village in the field.

Without reminding him, there are already hundreds of masters intercepting ghost movements, but unfortunately the effect is desperate. Ghost movement is still approaching the fat man. Capture the thief and capture the king first. Ghost movement is not arrogant enough to kill all the people.

"Do you want me to help?" As the king, Chen Xuanrong must not be arrogant in front of him.

"No" Wang Hao gritted his teeth and was ready to cut off his arm. However, he had to wait until the ghost move approached before taking action, so that his losses could be minimized

The ghost movement is still approaching, only one step away from the expected distance. The dark flames are quietly ignited in the palm of their hands, but they are hidden behind them. If they are activated early, they will be noticed by the ghost movement. If they want to kill with one blow, they will be able to kill them, unless the Chaos Fire is instantly raised to the limit at least level 4, and then he will summon the ice shield to protect the body as quickly as possible.

Chen Xuan also made preparations secretly. Due to his strength, the safe distance in his mind is much closer than the perfect distance of the fat man. There is basically no possibility of taking the lead. In fact, even Xingyu and Huo Xiu were prepared. If you play, it involves the safety of the fat man, no one would stand by.

"Wow..." An arc-shaped knife light cut out in the middle, forcing the ghost to retreat. No one needed to take action at that distance.

Someone took the lead. He was a strong man, over 1.9 meters tall but didn't feel tall. If it weren't for a terrifying scar that was pulled from the corner of his eyebrows to his shoulders, he would have been a handsome man. The scar must have been very deep at that time, so deep that it could see the bones.

The cultivator is accustomed to relying on true energy and does not pay attention to physical exercise. However, this guy forced his muscles to bury the ground. He carried a giant blade on his broad shoulders, forcing the ghost to retreat.

"Ghost moves, let me do it." The man seemed not used to talking. He explained it bluntly, then walked forward with a giant blade.

"There are still talented people in the village. Who is this desperate guy?" the fat man asked curiously.

Huo Xiu said in disbelief: "You don't remember him? No one knows his name, because he never speaks. When I arrived, he was already there. Others were talking and guessing. Only he didn't say a word, but then Xiao Yixian drove him away, or did you say that he would leave?"

As he mentioned, the fat man still had no impression, and patted his head and smiled: "Maybe he just liked him at that time. Maybe he was a little doctor and joking, so he just asked him to stay. Unexpectedly, he wanted to retain talents, hehe."

"Brother, you don't think it's all about it, but they are grateful. Some people don't like asking for help, but if you help him once, he will always remember that this man is a master of the fusion stage. He encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation. Unless there is a elixir help or a spiritual vein, it will be difficult to make a breakthrough. Looking at the scars on his face, there must be a past that is unbearable to look back on. Maybe he is hiding someone. He doesn't speak, maybe he is unwilling to mention the past." Chen Xuan is not such a person, so he understands a man.

Huo Xiu sighed: "He is not the only one in the cultivation village. Look there, there are two or three who can fight against three. They have good abilities, but unfortunately there is no magic weapon to match."

Following his eyes, Wang Hao saw two guys who were not amazing. They really fought against three. What is amazing is that they were bare-handed.

"Using flying swords to fight the enemy is a unique ability of Shushan and Nanhai Sect. For other cultivators, unless you have two flying swords, you have to make a choice. You can't fight the enemy when you fly. Do you see that there are many people standing on the ground to control the flying sword attack? Not all flying swords can attack. Some flying swords are very simple, just for transportation. I dare to say that more than 80% of the flying swords in the Xuanmen cannot attack." Huo Xiu was still explaining in a nagging manner.

Wang Hao said casually, "Then they are poorer than you, why is your life miserable? When you meet you poor people, everyone has flying swords. The ancestors of Shushan must be crazy and have created a method to use flying swords to fight the enemy."

It was indeed very poor at that time. Not counting the Yanyang ring sent by Chen Xuan, the rest was the flying sword. The inferior flying sword that could not be used as an attack. Lao Zamao defended himself in a embarrassed manner: "You can't say that. Refining a flying sword is simple, but it is difficult to say. It is difficult to find materials. You can use ordinary metal to purify the formation, but not everyone understands the formation, unless you are a disciple of a major sect, and in the God-Practice Stage, many people who cannot get the flying sword are difficult to find in heaven and earth treasures. Even if you find it, you must have a weapon refining expert who is willing to help, so it's no wonder that you are poor. Besides, these people stayed, they all paid protection fees for you. They are so poor that you are so poor that you have nothing to lack, and you are embarrassed to exploit them."

"Then do you want to say that I am not kind to be rich?" Wang Hao threatened with a smile, but he was thinking in his heart that he should arm his brothers after he went back. It is not worth losing his life for the lack of magic weapons. At least he works hard for the fat man. Don't worry about such things. Xingyu has collected 180 pieces. This is still a conservative estimate.

Huo Xiu originally meant this, but he dared not admit it. He muttered: "Of course you have nothing to lack. What magic weapon can't be exchanged for if you have elixirs in your hand? If you find materials and ask Yun Yi to help refine it, it's not a matter of talking. Even if you don't ask Yun Yi, Xiao Yixian will help you refine it. How can you do this kind of good thing if someone else?"

It is hard for ordinary people to see the fairy as a person, and they even ask them to refine weapons. That's just a dream that Huo Xiu and Chen Xuan are friends. If he asks him to find Yun Yi's help, he still can't hide his face. After all, the relationship is a little far apart, and he can't come up with decent materials. Yun Yi is a weapon refining master, and he has brought a lot of scrap copper and iron to find her to refine weapons. Are you embarrassed to speak?

The relationship between Wang Hao and Yun Yi is not only because of Chen Xuan. As an alchemist, he has the capital to become friends with Yun Yi, the evil iron triangle
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