The goatee smiled angrily: "Very well, since Taoist friends don’t take our Chicheng Mountain seriously, then we are welcome. Do Taoist friends give in easily, or wait for us to take you down and give you a good toss before sending you on the road? "

Xi Fangping took a slight step back, assumed a bully is always coward, and shouted, "What’s the matter, what’s the matter, do you Chicheng Mountain want to bully your uncle with more people?" Tell you, your uncle doesn’t buy this set, others take Chicheng Mountain seriously, but in your uncle’s eyes, Chicheng Mountain is a fart? "
Say that finish, hold your chest high, put on a pretense of a mean person’s success, and loudly say, "I tell you, if you bastards hurt your uncle’s hair, your uncle’s master will not let you go. The master is an old man, but he is a monk at the end of gas condensation."
The disciples of Chicheng Mountain looked at each other and couldn’t help laughing. A disciple of a monk at the end of condensate gas dared to throw its weight around in front of the disciples of Chicheng Mountain. It’s really strange that there are many people who are not afraid of death this year. Friars at the end of gas condensation, they can sweep out dozens or hundreds of Chicheng Mountain.
Because of the goatee, he has been talking nonsense with Xi Fangping just now, just thinking that Xi Fangping has a big backer behind him, and he didn’t dare to make a move without getting the information from the other side. Unexpectedly, the other side was an idiot and sold his number directly. Since the other person’s patron is just a monk at the end of condensation, they are still afraid of size.
Insidious smile, the goatee, got up: "Very well, Daoyou, since Daoyou’s master is so powerful, then we are welcome. We will take Daoyou’s body to Chicheng Mountain and wait for Daoyou’s master to come to the door and beg for it."
The goatee’s voice had just fallen, and he was now, when the counterparts turned their hands, and immediately, two small white balls of light shot out of their hands and hit themselves straight. This goatee has been in the 15th floor for quite a long time, and he has rich combat experience. He almost didn’t want to, and immediately threw himself on the ground, only to hear two loud noises, which made his ears buzzing and his eyes see stars. After the loud noise, the goatee immediately turned over and stood up. Only then did he realize that the disciples of Chicheng Mountain behind him fell down, and five of them kept wailing on the ground. However, at the very least, they survived, and six others fell motionless on the ground, blackened, and even if Luo Jinxian arrived, they could not be saved.
The goatee was furious and looked at it. Now, in such a short time, the other party had retreated more than twenty feet away and was standing on a big stone, looking at himself with mocking eyes. The goatee’s expression changed again and again, and cold sweat seeped from his back involuntarily. He can think of it with his toes. The other party actually used the intermediate fenglei operator. Judging from the size of the fireball, it should be low-order, with the power of the monk’s all-out strike at the beginning of condensate gas. The intermediate and low-order wind and thunder charm is not a high-level gadget among the major sects. During this expedition to Yunmenjian, the disciples of Chicheng Mountain, who were on the 15th floor, were each given two, and the goatee has it now. However, for casual repair, the intermediate and low-order wind and thunder symbols are really valuable things, and it is impossible for ordinary casual repair to have them. And the other hand is two, who is the other, maybe, really have terrible strength behind?
The goatee calmed down for a while. Without looking at his fellow disciples lying on the ground, he coldly asked Xi Fangping, "Who is Daoyou? As a casual practitioner, he even has an intermediate and low-level wind and thunder charm. Presumably, he is not an ordinary person. Can you report it to the Taoist friends? "
Xi Fangping laughed: "What’s the matter, are you afraid? Tell your boy, your uncle has a lot of intermediate fenglei symbols, and your uncle is in a business with no capital. These two fenglei symbols were taken from your disciples in Chicheng Mountain. What can your boy do to your uncle? "
The goatee’s mouth was full of anger: "Very well, Taoist friends are so indifferent to Chicheng Mountain. Then Chicheng Mountain will never die with Taoist friends from now on, and Chicheng Mountain will try its best to uproot Taoist friends and your master, no matter how powerful your master is."
Xi Fangping left the pie mouth: "Boy, it sounds as if your uncle bullied you. However, the Taoist friends present just saw clearly that it was you who wanted to find your uncle’s trouble, and now they are pushing the blame on your uncle. Tell you, your uncle doesn’t buy it. Since your boy has made malicious remarks, that’s fine. From then on, your uncle and you Chicheng Mountain will never die. Listen carefully, boy, and so do the Taoist friends present. From now on, I will do whatever it takes to deal with Chicheng Mountain disciples. As long as Chicheng Mountain disciples are left alone, I will do my best to intercept them. Also, boy, you don’t want to know your uncle’s teacher’s name. Your boy is not qualified to know it. However, I can tell you that your uncle’s name is Wang Leng and he is from Qinglang Mountain. Lao Tzu advised you not to go to Qinglang Mountain and ask for trouble. Lao Tzu’s master is even more unreasonable than Lao Tzu. "
Just then, Xi Fangping found that several disciples of Chicheng Mountain had quietly left their original places and outflanked themselves from the side. That goatee is really cunning. While following his own nonsense, he secretly arranges troops. It has never occurred to your boy that Fenghai City is such a small place, and its gods are revealed. Even a fly on the island can’t hide it from himself. It’s a joke to send a few disciples to outflank him. However, the outflanker is still a long way from himself, and he can still hide by his own posture. Xi Fangping is happy to chat with goatee for a while.
The goatee narrowed his eyes, but his heart kept churning. Qinglangshan, it’s a place where no one cares about anything. Although I haven’t heard of any excellent high-order scattered repairs there, it’s not the sphere of influence of Chichengshan, and I’m not familiar with it. God knows what scattered repairs have recently gone to Qinglangshan to make it king. Look at the unscrupulous appearance of the opponent, it is estimated that his legacy is also quite difficult. However, things have come to this. Even if the other master is a monk in the Dan period, he can only crustily skin of head and kill each other. Otherwise, the face of Chicheng Mountain will be lost. At most, report to the head then and ask the head to invite one or two elders in the Dan period to come out and sweep the Green Wolf Mountain well.
Xi Fangping’s voice is loud, and the scattered practitioners on the island can hear it clearly, and they are quite funny in their hearts. It was Wang Leng. As the name implies, he was absolutely stupefied. Not to mention the expense of a big sect, he even made his legacy and location clear, as if he were afraid that the other party would not go to Qinglang Mountain to find trouble with them. It was an anomaly that such a counterparts could practice to bleed air for fifteen floors.
The expressions of disciples and scattered practitioners in Chicheng Mountain fell into the eyes of Xi Fangping one by one, and Xi Fangping was quite satisfied with this. The reason why he made up this lie was to let all the people present help him publicize it. At that time, he was justified in attacking each other’s strongholds in the name of Wang Leng. There is another reason. If you don’t stop carefully and kill all the 20 disciples of Chicheng Mountain, the practitioners can also send a message for themselves. As for the master of Qinglang Mountain, Qinglang Mountain is big, and there are many caves in the ditches. Let the people in Chicheng Mountain look for it well.
God knows where to go, and Xi Fang is flat. The outflanker is only more than 20 feet away from himself, and he is preparing to attack himself, and the goatee and others are also ready to attack. Xi Fangping laughed and pointed at the goatee and said loudly, "Boy, backstabbing hurts people? I’m telling you, your uncle is the ancestor who stabbed people in the back. Well, let’s compare and see who has a good sneak attack. "
Say that finish, turn over and jump off the rock, blink of an eye disappeared in the line of sight, the speed, surprised goatee, the opponent’s skill is extremely vigorous, looks very different from ordinary monks who just want to improve their skills, this fight is not good, he hurriedly waved, and the remaining eleven disciples of Chicheng Mountain jumped at the rock from several directions.
Seeing that the battle was about to start, those scattered practitioners quickly packed up their clothes, harnessed the means of transportation and ran towards the island. You know, this is a fight between monks, and its attack range is generally around dozens of feet. If one can’t hold back, it may hurt the fish in the pool. If you are wounded and killed, you can’t even find a reasonable place. Chicheng Mountain is a famous unreasonable sect in Wu, and only an idiot like Wang Leng will get into Chicheng Mountain regardless. They fled quite quickly, but with a stick of incense, there were only disciples of Xi Fangping and Chicheng Mountain on the island, and even six bodies lying on the ground, no one dared to take a windfall from the storage bag. For the practitioners, property is important, but their own lives are more precious.
XiFangPing constantly shuttling between the stones, under the gods, the whereabouts of those Chicheng Mountain disciples, one by one in their own eyes, of course, XiFangPing also knows that opponents know all about their whereabouts, Fenghai City is such a small place, a friar with 12 floors of air bleeding, no matter where he stands, his gods can cover the whole island. However, Xi Fangping is not worried. Although both sides are basically exposed under the noses of their opponents, they can’t surround themselves smoothly because of their own speed.
Xi Fangping now, in his east, there are two disciples of Chicheng Mountain who are practicing on the fifteenth floor approaching; In the west, there are three monks approaching, one of whom is a fifteen-story monk; And the other side’s main attack is obviously in the south, that is, the direction of the market. The goatee is carrying two disciples on the fifteenth floor and two disciples on the twelfth floor with air, and it is accurate to force him towards his own location. The only space is the north, and the lake is 30 feet away from the north, where there is no disciple of Chicheng Mountain for the time being.
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Chapter 58 Fenghai City (below)
Being in the encirclement, under normal circumstances, Xi Fangping should immediately rush to the north and sacrifice the little black sword to escape. However, Xi Fangping doesn’t want to do this. The other party is a monk, and the attack range of the guy in his hand is dozens of feet. Once in the air, he can’t move with his posture, and he can’t be covered by stones. He is attacked by more than a dozen instruments. He doesn’t know how he died. Therefore, the best way is not to escape, but to use his own posture to kill the enemy first.
Xi Fangping took out the cloud bow from the storage bag, and then quickly ran to the west. Although there were three monks there, the west was the weakest in terms of strength. If you want to hit a snake seven inches, you have to pick a soft persimmon first. Two breath kung fu, XiFangPing ran about twenty feet, hiding behind a boulder, rolled up a cloud bow, cold dense arrow, aimed at a stone more than twenty feet away, behind the stone, three Chicheng Mountain disciples forehand clinging to the multiplier, crept towards themselves.
Whistling with a long sword, it came straight from the air towards Xi Fangping. Xi Fangping twisted his body, almost when the long sword was only two feet away from himself, he suddenly moved to the side by about ten feet. The long sword was not as good as the potential, and it was inserted straight into the stone, revealing almost only a hilt. At the same time, three red shadows suddenly flashed out from behind the stone, two with shields in their hands, and another with a sword tactic, trying to call the sword out of the stone. Just then, Xi Fangping’s hand loosened, and the translucent arrow suddenly shot out, silently shooting at the Chichengshan disciple with the sword tactic. The distance between the two sides is less than twenty feet, and the cloud bow has undergone some transformation, which is close to the power of the low-order horoscope. The degree of the arrow is amazing, almost at the same time, it has already flown to each other’s chest. The disciple of Chicheng Mountain, who was trained with fifteen layers of air-entraining, didn’t make any response at half an hour. The arrow through the cloud had penetrated deeply into his heart, and the arrow came out through his chest. The huge impact force blew the unlucky guy three feet before landing. The unlucky bastard died in the air before even screaming.
The tragic blow surprised the disciples of Chicheng Mountain. They were already worried about Feng Leifu in the hands of Xi Fangping, so they never dared to push too close. Several monks with fifteen layers of air bleeding buckled the Feng Leifu, which was regarded as a Gongbao, just in case. However, they did not expect that Xi Fangping had such a terrible multiplier, and its lethality was not much weaker than that of Feng Leifu. In particular, they were surprised to find that Xi Fangping actually disappeared out of thin air, and the gods were desperately released, but even the shadow of Xi Fangping did not appear.
As soon as an arrow was shot, Xi Fangping immediately held his breath, and, using the method of getting up, he quickly moved about ten feet to the north. Originally, he didn’t want to hold his breath. He didn’t want to expose his secret too early. After all, according to the original plan, these Chicheng Mountain disciples were going to let one or two go back and report. However, XiFangPing now, in the case of the other side more than a dozen monks, if you don’t hold your breath, want to get away with it, it is quite difficult, forced, XiFangPing this just used his own housekeeping skills.
Once you hold your breath, Xi Fangping can’t let a disciple of Chicheng Mountain escape, otherwise, God knows what will happen. However, the situation has changed now. He played a scene in front of many scattered practitioners. Almost all scattered practitioners know the title of Wang Leng. Even if he disappears all the Chicheng Mountain disciples present, Chicheng Mountain will soon know the reason. So, it doesn’t matter whether to let one or two guys go. In that case, it’s better to wipe out the opponent.
Holding one’s breath proved to be a good thing. Xi Fangping now, once this spell was cast, the opponents immediately became blind and stood stupidly, wondering what had happened. Such a great opportunity, XiFangPing naturally don’t want to miss it. Turn left and turn right. Xi Fangping took advantage of the cover of the stone, and soon turned to the east. Two fifteen-story monks in the east were hiding behind a stone with instruments, ears pricked up, listening to the movement in the distance, and god knowledge was desperately released, searching everything around, but there was no Xi Fangping behind them now.
Xi Fangping approached only twenty feet away from the other side, slowly rolled up the cloud bow, took a good aim, and released an arrow steadily. As soon as the arrow was shot, he immediately showed his posture and avoided it at a distance, without even looking at the results. He knows very well, such a distance, such a shot, and the opponent doesn’t know at all. If an arrow goes down, the opponent doesn’t even have a chance to dodge.
Screaming which passes, like a duck by the neck was a knife cut off the head, the shrieking floating over the island, very harsh. Through god’s knowledge, Xi Fangping now, nine disciples of Chicheng Mountain, who still have fighting capacity, heard the screams and rushed straight to the east. However, the degree was not fast, and they obviously worried about Xi Fangping’s arrow. Xi Fangping smiled and ran to the north again. After only a few breaths, he made a big turn and appeared next to the market.
The market is empty, six bodies are lying motionless on the ground, and five injured Chicheng Mountain disciples are barely sitting cross-legged and recuperating, trying to recover their combat effectiveness in the shortest possible time. Disciples of major sects usually carry quite good pills for treating injuries. Once they are given time, they will soon recover and go into battle. At that time, Xi Fangping’s life will be even more difficult. Xi Fangping didn’t want to let this happen, so he just chose to attack the enemy in the far east, just to transfer his opponent and then lay hands on the five wounded.
Xi Fangping took out yu fu from the storage bag, but he didn’t do it directly, until all the disciples of Chicheng Mountain who were able to move rushed to the east, and the nearest one was fifty feet away from himself, and Xi Fangping sacrificed yu fu. Yu fu at first, immediately turned into a cattail leaf fan size, rolled straight to the five wounded. The five wounded were seriously injured, not only their knowledge was damaged, but also their reaction ability was greatly reduced. Only two wounded barely took out two shields from the storage bag to meet them. However, the light on the shield was weak, and it was hacked by yu fu. Three times five divided by two, it was cut into pieces. It only took two breath time, and five wounded people became dozens of pieces.
Xi Fangping took back yu fu, but he didn’t leave immediately. Instead, he hid behind a stone, revealing his knowledge and observing each other’s actions. His god knowledge is almost equal to that of a monk in the gas-condensing period, and he is not afraid of being shown by his opponent at all. He knew that his opponent would come back, and he wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to make another profit or two.
The screams of the wounded floated in the air, bringing back the nine Chichengshan disciples who had died. Looking at dozens of pieces of meat on the ground, goatee wanted to cry. He didn’t expect that although the hateful counterparts only had fifteen layers of air-entraining, the attack method was horribly weird. Not only did they have a silent weapon for long-range attack, but they were also able to hide their whereabouts and their posture was surprisingly fast. In the case of being unable to find out the whereabouts of the other party, although I am outnumbered, there is not even room for a swing. If this continues, it will not be long before there are a few disciples left in Chicheng Mountain.
Goat beard is a veteran of battle-hardened. He immediately made a decision and ordered his men to retreat. Also, the opponent can’t see or touch, and staying here can only be a dry beating. Instead of wasting it with the opponent, it is better to run away at once and invite the experts in the condensation period or even the Dan period to confront Xi Fangping, which is better than suffering losses in vain. Those men had already been beaten by Xi Fangping’s shadowy attack, and when they heard the goatee’s command, they were as happy as Yue Xian, and they offered flying swords in succession, ready to escape.
Xi Fangping, who was more than twenty feet away, looked at each other and was ready to escape. He was so anxious that he was half dead. Even if he threw out a few pieces of fenglei characters, he wouldn’t want to leave all the nine disciples of Chicheng Mountain who were almost the same as himself. Xi Fangping didn’t want to think about it. He patted the beast bag, and two winged tigers and lions got out of the beast bag and flew to the disciples of Chicheng Mountain.
A gust of fishy wind struck, and the goatee suddenly looked up, and the mouth could never be closed again. Two big guys, two feet long and about ten feet high, with wings on their backs, opened their maws and waved cold claws, pressing up towards themselves like two pieces of Huang Yun.
"Six-order monster beast, God, it’s a six-order tiger lion beast." The goatee’s face turned white at once, and the winged tiger lion beast is rare in the field of fix true. However, its fierce name is big, and it has been heard of by a monk. The two tiger lion beasts on the other side have long wings, which obviously have reached the peak of the sixth-order monster beast. The two beasts can even compete with the monk in the early stage of Jiedan, which is by no means what they can compete with in the nine air-entraining period. In particular, the tiger lion beast is extremely fast. Thinking about this, goatee’s hands and feet are all soft. Not only is he so, but the other eight disciples of Chicheng Mountain are all pale, their legs are shaking, and they even forget to sacrifice the instruments, so they can resist it somewhat.
The goatee’s brain flashed, and he suddenly thought of someone. He involuntarily shouted, "You, are you Xi Fangping, the one in Yunmenjian who specializes in raising tigers and lions?"
Xi Fangping nodded slightly, and there was no rudeness in his tone: "Yes, your Chicheng Mountain has done a good job of collecting information about our Yunmenjian, and even my little monk knows it so clearly. Now that you know who I am, none of you can escape today. "