"Fellow Daoist, why are you in such a hurry?"

A blue-gray light and shadow stopped not far in front of Yang Chu with great agility. The pen fun pavilion www.biquge.info saw a man dressed in a blue and gray robe and carrying a large wooden box on his back, stepping on a flying sword, stopping in the air and grinning at Yang Qi from afar.

Originally, I planned to hurry up and leave Nansha City, and return to the sect as soon as possible, so that I could rest assured a moment earlier, but unexpectedly, not long after leaving the auction hall, I asked someone to embellish it, and there was more than one person on the other side.

Yang Qi stopped the flying sword, and said on his face that it was as ugly as it was. It's him, who has had the same idea, how can he not peck at the other party's intentions?

"I don't know what is the purpose of this Taoist friend stopping in front of us?" Right now, the only thing he can do is to drag it out for a moment and think of a way to escape before the few people behind him surround him.

Unfortunately, even though he deliberately delayed, the reality still cruelly shattered his small hope, and behind him, several small points of light were flying towards him from afar.

The road ahead is blocked, and if you want to force it through, it will inevitably make a few people who are following behind take the opportunity to close the distance, and even surround yourself, even if you want to break through by force, the chance is slim.

"There are no fools who cultivate immortals, so why do Daoists need to pretend to be stupid?" The man in the blue and gray robe laughed, his words changed, and his tone was ruthless, and he said: "Those who know the times are handsome, and the things are handed over!"

Yang Qi quickly made a decision, gritted his teeth, pointed the fingers of his right hand forward, and a spirit sword with a shining light suddenly burst out of his sleeve, and slashed straight at the man in the blue and gray robe.

At the same moment, the flying sword under Yang Qi's feet forcibly turned and fled in another direction.

It had long been expected that Yang Qi would not be able to hand over the Gathering Spirit Pill easily, naturally, Yang Qi's sudden sneak attack, the man in the blue and gray robe was not surprised at all, he grinned with disdain, and with a slight movement of his body, he easily avoided the slashing spirit sword.

"The disciples of the sect are different, and they casually discard a good low-grade spiritual weapon. While sneering, the top lid of the big wooden box behind him was lifted, "Bang bang!" With a series of sounds, several vines rushed out from the big wooden box, as if they had stretched out their arms, and rolled towards Yang Qi several times at a very fast speed.

As a last resort, Yang Qi had no choice but to release the wind blade that he was not skilled in and slash at those vines.

The small point of light in the rear quickly grew larger in this fleeting short time, and tacitly landed in the direction that Yang Qi might flee.

After the light disappeared one by one, there were several more monks in different costumes around Yang Qi, among them, in addition to the fat man and Brother Wu, there were three monks with expressionless faces who looked like they were from the same sect, and Bai Ji who came with the mentality of giving it a try.

In this way, six men and one woman were separated in different directions, forcibly blocking Yang Qi's possible escape route.

Damn, he underestimated the cultivation of the people who chased him, and he didn't expect that there were even those in the middle and late stages of foundation building. Yang Qi secretly thought in annoyance, and quickly glanced at the person who came, and with his sense of cultivation, he realized that among the people surrounding him, it was the woman in white who was the weakest in cultivation.

The fat man with a red face glanced at his companion, then drove the flying sword forward three feet, and shouted honestly and unceremoniously, "If you know each other, hand over the Gathering Spirit Pill!"

Yang Qi's cheek muscles twitched faintly, and it was not difficult to see that his mood was stirring violently at this time, "A few Daoists think they have made up their minds to rob the belongings below?"

At this time, Yang Qi's mood said how aggrieved he was, before the auction he thought that with his own family power and his own cultivation, the Gathering Spirit Pill must be captured, but there were twists and turns in the process, a strange monk appeared in the late stage of foundation building, and several monks suddenly appeared at the auction, but in the end, he still got the Gathering Spirit Pill as he wished, but for this Gathering Spirit Pill, he almost emptied all his property, but the Gathering Spirit Pill was too late to cover the heat, and he returned to the sect safely, so it was blocked.

Two fists are hard to beat with four palms, Yang Qi understands. Even if he was confident in his own Taoism and cultivation, he still had self-knowledge, and he would definitely not be able to resist the simultaneous attacks of many cultivators of the same rank, and it seemed that he only regarded that woman as a breakthrough point in front of him. Yang Qi was annoyed and angry.

"There is only one Gathering Spirit Pill, even if I am willing to hand it over, do you have a way to divide it?" Yang Qi said sarcastically.

Just as Yang Qi wanted to provoke the others to coax themselves and prevent them from uniting, Bai Ji thoughtfully looked at the three expressionless monks with similar clothes on their bodies.

And the three monks only stared at the others silently, from their eyes, it was completely impossible to see what these three people were thinking at this time, at first glance, these three monks could not be more ordinary, except that they each occupied a position in one direction, as if they were simply passing monks.

As if sensing Bai Ji's eyes, the three of them invariably moved their gaze to Bai Ji.

As if they suddenly had some sense, their expressions changed, and even their eyes changed, and they looked at Bai Ji very jealously.

Bai Ji's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and with a light snort, he moved his gaze to Yang Qi and the others.

The three of them were scattered cultivators, although they knew that the appearance of this Gathering Spirit Pill would inevitably attract the covetousness of other monks, but they didn't expect that there were other people who could track it in a short period of time like their own group, no matter whether those people were the same as the man in the blue and gray robe, they had a special tracking method, and the fact that the contenders were there in front of them couldn't help but make them feel a little more uncertain, after all, three to one, and three to five could not have the same result, they had to snatch it before others took it away, otherwise the Gathering Spirit Pill was very likely to be unrelated to themselves。

Based on this cognition, even if Yang Qi had the intention to delay and provoke, the trio of scattered cultivators did not dare to delay more, for fear that if they delayed, they would add variables, and under the joint attack, the three of them were still guarding against others. The trio of scattered cultivators did their best, each controlling their own spirit weapons, and slashed towards Yang Qi, trying to snatch the Gathering Spirit Pill in the shortest possible time.

With the collision of the spirit weapon in the air, it brought a dazzling light, and the surrounding air flow changed its direction more obviously with the attack of the monks.

Even when the trio of casual cultivators saw that the others were making a move on their side, they were still unmoved, especially when the three monks who seemed to be brothers of the same sect, as if they were guarding against the woman, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"If you want to grab it, hurry up, don't take my business for this little thing!" Bai Ji said unpleasantly and domineeringly.

Bai Ji opened his mouth, staring at Bai Ji's three people, and immediately released different styles of spiritual weapons, pointing directly at Bai Ji, as if guarding against Bai Ji.

"But Master, those three people...... A different tone came from Bai Ji's mouth.

"It's just three useless little minions, slaughtered together!" said the domineering Shirakhime.