Elder Qian thought about it and felt that this was also reasonable, but he still asked, "There won't be any danger for Deacon Jin and the other five people, right?"

"No," Wang Lun said, "As long as the five of you deal with it calmly, after Lu Ming arrives, blast out the buried box in time according to the situation at the scene, and the task will be completed." ”

The specific details have been said just now, and with the agility of the five people, it is easy not to mess up.

The five of them nodded in unison, indicating that there was no problem.

Elder Zhao was still curious about one thing, and asked, "Wang Daoyou is sure that Wu Xin will be sent out from Huoyang, rushed to Shengyang Valley, and stood up to declare that Daoyou did not hide in Shengyang Valley?"

He naturally didn't know that Wu Xin was actually cultivating in the Holy Yang Valley.

And Wang Lun knew, after all, Wang Lun had searched Ling Ye's soul and read the other party's memories, and there was a scene in his memory where Lu Ming, Ling Ye, Wu Xin, and the Great Elder of the Huoyang Sect met in private in the Holy Yang Valley.

It's just that Wang Lun didn't tell these people in front of him.

"Yes, Wu Xin doesn't want to take the blame, and he will stand up and make a statement before Lu Ming arrives. Wang Lun said confidently.

Now according to the information provided by the Spirit Sect, Lu Ming is thousands of miles away, when he appears in Dawan City, Lu Ming will definitely rush over as soon as he gets the summons, but after all, it will take dozens of minutes or even an hour, before that, the people who are chasing him will gather in a pile outside the Holy Yang Valley, Wu Xin, in order to prove his innocence and not provoke the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, will quickly appear, and even open the Fire Yang Valley and let people go in to check.

"We don't have any other problems. Elder Zhao finally said.

Wang Lun said, "You go into the city now, and after the action, I will summon you to Elder Zhao." "When he asked these people to do something, he naturally needed to establish a means of communication with one of them.

The seven quickly dispersed, set off from different directions, and began to enter the city.

Wang Lun took advantage of the cover of the night to come to the very outskirts of Huoyang Valley, and with the help of earthy spells, he quietly approached Huoyang Valley underground, and came out a few times halfway to determine the exact location.

In the end, Wang Lun buried a wooden box that was easily broken up at a depth of four or five meters. This place is on the side of the Valley of the Fire Sun. After Wu Xin proves his innocence, the pursuers will definitely search his whereabouts around Huoyang Valley, and when the time comes, the Spirit Sect monk will naturally take advantage of the chaos to blast the box out and let the contents fly out.

After doing this, the sky was still not bright, Wang Lun returned from the original way, found a place to meditate and recover his mana, and entered Dawan City when the sky was bright, and came to a place called Jiuyin Bridge in the city.

There is a morning market here, and there are a lot of breakfast stalls.

Wang Lun first summoned Elder Zhao, informing him of the place and time he was going to act, and then came to an open-air stall with many customers and ordered a beef powder.

Naturally, the beef powder was not sent so quickly, Wang Lun chose a table to sit on, and after a while, the noodles were delivered, Wang Lun ate halfway, and more guests had already come, after all, it was just the peak of the guests.

A few ruffians came over, and seeing that there were no empty seats in the good position, and seeing that Wang Lun occupied one of the best positions, and there was only one person, the leader of the big man walked straight up and knocked on the table.

"Take the bowl and find another place to eat. ”

The big man said very politely.

The diner in front of him, who looked like he was in his forties, dressed simply, had messy hair, and probably ate noodles after the night shift, so he wouldn't be wrong. This kind of person is usually honest and doesn't want to cause trouble.

Wang Lun originally planned to take the initiative to cause some contradictions, after all, there were many people here, but he didn't expect that there would be people who didn't have to act by themselves, so he lowered his head and ate noodles, muttering: "I'm not going anywhere." ”

The ruffian man immediately swept out with a palm, and pushed the bowl containing the beef powder out, bang. Half of the bowl of flour spilled on the ground, and the porcelain bowl was broken.

Only then did Wang Lun raise his head and said coldly to a few ruffians: "Buy a bowl of noodles, apologize, and then get out." ”

"Yo he," the ruffian laughed angrily, "the tone is quite crazy, I just don't know if you have a few strokes and can carry a beating." ”

Before the words fell, the big man rounded his arm and smashed his fist into Wang Lun's cheek.

Wang Lun directly grabbed the opponent's fist and pulled it forward, the big man's body was pulled over, and the upper body fell and slammed on the table after the upper body fell, the table was smashed, and the big man fell to the ground and cried out in pain.

Seeing this, several other ruffians immediately took out the sticks and sharp knives they were carrying, and surrounded them from different directions.

The ordinary diners around have fled in all directions, but there are also a small number of people who are sitting still. The customers who patronize this delicious noodle shop are not only ordinary people, but there are still one or two monks every day, especially now that the monks of each family are active and active, and the frequency of monks staying and eating is obviously higher than before.

Wang Lun's face was expressionless, and he directly sacrificed the Thousand Annihilation Spirit Sword, held the long sword with the black scabbard in his hand, and pulled it out with a "swish", the silver-white sword body shone brightly, and the sharp tip of the sword seemed to be able to pierce the body of the ruffians in the air.

Several ruffians were frightened and stood in place, their eyes full of horror.

Because this "middle-aged man" obviously sacrificed a long sword out of thin air, this kind of method is only used by monks! They are amateur practitioners at best, how dare they provoke monks!

Seeing the opportunity, one person fell to his knees and begged for mercy: "Uncle spare your life! Uncle spare your life!"

Several others immediately knelt down and kowtowed and begged for mercy.

However, the eyes of a few people fell on the silver-white long sword, thoughtfully, and then quickly shifted their gaze.

"Get out!" Wang Lun scolded coldly.

A few ruffians were pardoned, and they quickly ran away.

Wang Lun chose an empty table, ignored the others, collected the long sword, and shouted behind him: "Boss, another bowl of beef noodles." "A silver ingot has been placed on the table, enough to compensate the owner of the powder shop for all the losses today.

A few thoughtful people, regardless of whether they had finished eating the powder or not, quietly checked out and left.

Wang Lun actually noticed this change, but just pretended not to see it.

After the beef noodles were served, Wang Lun only took a few bites, and saw that on the Jiuyin Bridge, under the bridge, and in several other directions, there were unfamiliar faces walking over quickly, and their eyes were all on him.

There were several gazes, still hidden not far away, and the gaze was extremely sharp, showing the strength of the master's cultivation.

Knowing that he had been "exposed", Wang Lun stood up quietly, and suddenly cast a spell to fly in the sky and flew in the direction of the north gate.

Whoosh.

Dozens of figures rushed up, driving the flying magic weapon to catch up.

Farther away, several figures soared into the sky at a speed that was not weaker than Wang Lun's flying in the sky.

Originally, there were quite a few monks gathered in Dawan City, and Wang Lun deliberately waited for a few minutes, so the speed of communication between the monks was very fast, and the speed of rushing over was even faster

, so when Wang Lun flew away, at least five Yuanying monks had already arrived or were on their way over.

Wang Lun was flying quickly in front of him, the weather was sunny at the moment, and the monk chasing behind him had a good vision, and he could see that Wang Lun was flying fast only with the divine power of the Yuanying Monk Yukong, and he did not use that pair of black light wings.

The people who pursued were naturally puzzled.

According to the information disclosed by Wanjianmen, Wang Lun would fan the black light wings when he was flying, especially when he needed to fly at a speed.

But now Wang Lun's situation is obviously not in a hurry. If you were in a hurry to escape, I am afraid that you would have been able to get rid of them with black light wings long ago.

At the forefront, there were two Yuanying monks, one was a monk from the vassal sect of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and the other was a sitting monk from the Dawan City City Lord's Mansion.

These two people have already sacrificed the magic weapon of flight, and the speed is faster than Wang Lun, and the distance between them and Wang Lun is rapidly being reduced.

Just when the two of them were both puzzled and looking forward to catching up with Wang Lun, they suddenly found that Wang Lun in front of them turned around directly, actually facing them, hovering in the air!

In front of Wang Lun, the black spear was slowly turning. In addition, Wang Lun was holding a black hill in his hand, which was the holy weapon magic weapon bone mountain seal.

Seeing Wang Lun's posture, the two of them subconsciously slowed down, and finally stopped in the air fifty meters away from Wang Lun, their faces solemn.

They wondered if they had entered Wang Lun's ambush circle, especially the one in the vassal sect of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and they were afraid that they would end up in the same fate as Ling Ye.

The other monks who were following the two of them were much slower, and suddenly found that a few people in the distance had stopped, and naturally they were desperately chasing forward with the flying magic weapon, wondering what was going on.

In the air, Wang Lun hovered and didn't move, didn't speak, just waiting for others to come.

What Wang Lun didn't expect was that the two Yuanying monks on the opposite side didn't make any moves, as if they were beating drums in their hearts and hesitating.

After thinking about it for a while, Wang Lun figured it out. He suddenly stopped, and sacrificed two more holy weapons, which must have made the two of them think that they had set a trap here.

I didn't expect that I didn't think about it at all, and I just achieved this effect.

At the moment, Wang Lun naturally continued to stand still, looking calm and relaxed.

Falling into the eyes of the two people fifty meters away from the opposite side, the two of them even glanced at each other, and still no one took the lead.

After three or four breaths, the other monks finally arrived. Of course, this part of the foundation building monks is at the bottom, and they also know that they are playing soy sauce, purely to see the excitement.

Wang Lun's gaze swept over and found that there were really a lot of Jiedan monks, more than forty!

Among them, there are naturally two or three familiar faces, who are none other than Deacon Jin and others from the Spirit Sect, but the five of them have not arrived.

Wang Lun knew that these five people would not pull their hips, so he glanced at them, and finally landed on the two Yuanying monks in the front.

"If you are not a person from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, it's best not to mix blindly and attack with the Heavenly Spear, but it doesn't matter who the enemy is!"

Wang Lun shouted in a deep voice, and the speed of the spiral spear spinning in front of him suddenly accelerated, and the spearhead swallowed black light, forming a black hole, as if it could swallow the monk's courage out of thin air, making the monk's courage lost.

Immediately, a few people retreated, although they did not leave directly, but they were obviously afraid of being attacked by the Spiral Spear.