"This is Yan Beifei's junior brother, Yunquezi. He is very wild, domineering and ruthless. Once, just because the leader of the Cloud-Taking Sect looked at him one more time in the crowd, he killed more than 300 members of the Cloud-Taking Sect alone.

Rivers of blood will flow, leaving no chickens or dogs behind!"

"This is simply a living King of Hell! We can't afford to offend him, go back, go back!"

"I heard that Huang Ling'er rejected Yan Beifei's marriage proposal, and now that he's been stopped, it might be bad!"

Immediately, all the monks around him were frightened.

They ran away in panic like a bereaved dog, not daring to get into trouble.

After all, Yunquezi and Yan Beifei are both young talents, they can be called geniuses, and both have reached the level of god transformation.

Moreover, they have a strong backing and a strong background, and are not the children of Yan Nanxian, the deputy sect leader of Tianluo Sect, that they can offend.

In the blink of an eye, all the monks were gone.

Yan Beifei, however, slowly flew past the flying boat and said with a smile: "Little sister Ling'er, we meet everywhere in life. I didn't expect that we would meet again here!"

Huang Ling'er looked at Yan Beifei coldly and said indifferently: "Get out of the way, I don't have the time to chat with you!"

"Haha, little sister, you are fierce enough!"

Yan Beifei's face darkened, then he said with a ferocious smile:

"But, little sister, you may not know that I, Yan Beifei, like riding strong horses the most. Today, I will grab your braid and ride the horse with my whip!"

Next to him, Sima Tu turned pale with fright and trembled, saying in a trembling voice:

"Fairy Ling'er, if you really can't do it, just give in. He is also a genius in transforming gods, and he is also a holy god. His strength is equivalent to that of an ordinary half-saint. You are not at a loss!"

The communication magic weapon and the spiritual consciousness sound transmission were all isolated by their formation magic weapon. Yan Beifei clearly wanted to use force.

But Yan Beifei would also be wary of Lianhuahun and the Luoying Sect behind Huang Ling'er. After all, it depends on the owner to beat a dog, not to mention that Huang Ling'er was still Lianhuahun's direct disciple.

Therefore, Yan Beifei will not let the news get out. After a kiss, he will definitely kill people, including himself!

Huang Ling'er ignored him, but looked at Yan Beifei with ridicule and said:

"You are not only ugly in appearance, but also mentally ugly. You are simply ugly!"

"Ha ha!"

Yan Beifei laughed angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "What a sharp-tongued girl. Since you are so good with your mouth, wait a minute, and I will let you use your mouth skills to serve me!"

Yunquezi smiled mischievously and said:

"Senior brother, please slowly chat with your little lover, I will take the brothers outside to show you some fun!"

As he said that, he raised his hands and all the dozens of disciples dispersed.

"Woman, come to my arms!"

Yan Beifei chuckled and stretched out his right hand towards Huang Ling'er.

Boom!

A crystal-clear jade-like palm was condensed in the air, with a radius of more than ten meters. It seemed that it was not flesh and blood. It was completely composed of laws and avenues. It was very condensed and vast, as if it blocked the sky and the sun, covering Jiang Tian.

Huang Ling'er and Sima Tu were all enveloped.

"Tianluo Palm Faxiang!"

"Fairy Ling'er, please obey, there is nothing more important than life!"

Sima Tu was so frightened that he almost cried, so he tried to persuade him again.

"Yan Beifei, you are looking for death! How did I teach you? Are you a male dog? You are in heat everywhere!"

Huang Ling'er had a cold face and said nothing, but Jiang Tian sneered and narrowed his eyes at Yan Beifei.

"Who told you to talk nonsense! As a handyman, what qualifications do you have to speak!"

Seeing this, Sima Tu was filled with despair and wished he could cover Jiang Tian's mouth!

Yan Beifei was furious and said with a ferocious smile:

"Haha, I didn't expect that a handyman boy would be so arrogant and dare to challenge me!"

"I will tear you into pieces!"

"It's over!"

"It took me eight lifetimes of bad luck to end up with this pig teammate!"

Sima Tu was simply beating his chest at this moment.

He suddenly felt that Huang Liang, who had left the team before, was extremely wise.

This handyman named Jiang is not just a drag, he is clearly a disaster star!

Just when the giant palm was less than a hundred meters away from the three of them, Sima Tu was extremely desperate and wanted to close his eyes to relieve the terrible pressure and fear. Suddenly, he vaguely saw a bright light bursting from the bow of the spaceship.

And out.

The bright light was a blade of light, extremely sharp and bright, like a lightning bolt penetrating the heaven and earth.

"ah!"

Yan Beifei let out a scream. The Tianluo Palm, which was extremely tough and solid and could block the attacks of Taoist soldiers, was cut off at the wrist. Countless divine blood flowed, dyeing the earth and the sky red.

From where the sword was shining, Jiang Tian took a step forward and sneered: "How can I allow you to blaspheme my woman?"

"How is this possible?"

At that moment, both Yan Beifei and Sima Tu were dumbfounded, and their eyes in disbelief all focused on Jiang Tian.

Jiang Tian's originally stooped waist suddenly straightened up and suddenly became as towering as a mountain. His white hair turned into jet black, leaving only a slight frost on his temples, but it became even more melancholy and profound.

The originally cloudy eyes suddenly became clear, sharp, and powerful. In an instant, he changed from a decadent and mediocre middle-aged man to a young man who stood proudly, as if a true god had come to the world!

"It turns out that it was a giant who hid his strength!"

Sima Tu's eyes almost bulged out of his head, full of disbelief.

In fact, there are so many monks keeping their trump cards and hiding their cultivation that it is not surprising at all.

Sima Tu is also an old bird, so he can somewhat tell.

But this was definitely the first time he had seen someone like Jiang Tian who was completely like an ordinary person, both physically and spiritually, with no trace of a monk.

"Damn it! You ant, you dare to hurt me!"

Yan Beifei was completely angry.

Although he just took action, he didn't use all his strength, it was just a random strike of the Dharma, a golden elixir stage spell.

But Jiang Tian slashed his sword across the sky and cut off his appearance, which was a great shame and humiliation for a talented man like him.

"A little handyman, with a mere Nascent Soul cultivation level and a low level of Taoism. How can he hurt me if I don't rely on Taoist soldiers?"

Yan Beifei's eyes fell on Jiang Tian's hand and saw that he was holding a long black knife, and he couldn't help but show a hint of contempt.

The blade is dark and oddly shaped like a death scythe, with layers of scales shining on it, having been forged countless times.

"It turned out to be a Taoist weapon! Didn't it rely on its own strength to hurt Yan Beifei?"

Sima Tu suddenly realized.

But even if Jiang Tian relied on Taoist soldiers to injure people, Sima Tu was shocked by his cultivation and boldness. To be able to activate Taoist weapons, even barely, requires Nascent Soul cultivation.

Besides, this guy is too courageous.

Sima Tu thought to himself that even if he carried a Taoist weapon, he would not dare to have the slightest resistance. After all, the suppression of cultivation is no joke.

"Tsk!"

Jiang Tian didn't even wait for Yan Beifei to take action. He just swung his body and flew across a distance of dozens of miles to Yan Beifei. His movement was so fast that it was simply unbelievable.

"What?"

Yan Beifei was shocked. The pores on Jiang Tian's face were clearly visible in front of him, and his eyes were cold and ruthless.
Chapter completed!