In these twenty minutes, the drone released by Fan Litao did not continue to fly towards the valley.

Since there is a Yixing Danmeng who has passed the level, it doesn't matter whether there are monks who are ready to rob or not.

When Pu Jie carried Wen Xiupu to the entrance of the Forgotten Valley, he suddenly stopped.

He threw Wen Xiupu to the ground, stretched out his hand and pointed to the hiding place of the three scattered cultivators and scolded: "Sun Tzu, rob, hand over all your finances, otherwise Lao Tzu will let Uncle Feng kill you!"

In fact, what Uncle Feng is, it is all Pu Jie's blindness.

Anyway, Luo Qifang has never been blessed by his side, his father has so much energy, casually beckoning an elder of a sect or even Taishang to follow behind his ass, who knows?

When he came, Pu Jie thought about it, and simply took the initiative to attack, but he was able to sit behind Luo Qifang, and there was indeed a big guy in charge, so that he could easily see through the stealth of these scattered cultivators.

It's just the pinnacle of building the foundation, and any master can harvest the other party like a mustard, not to mention Luo Qifang's blessing.

He believed that the other party was in a panic, where did he have time to think about why Luo Qifang's own team was gone, but Wen Xiu Puji's team followed him. will inevitably pop out strangely, sacrifice the treasure, and wait for this Daohua Sect to fall.

In extreme cases, he asked his father to tell his mother and begged Luo Qifang to let him go as a fart.

Sure enough, after Pu Jie's roar, he naturally couldn't pretend to be able to go on, and they all jumped down from a towering giant tree in the middle of the mountainside.

To Pu Jie's surprise, the monk did not panic at all, but walked close to Pu Jie without hurrying, and his face showed a very playful expression.

Damn, the current casual cultivators, facing the pride of the heavens of the Daohua Sect, are they all so arrogant?

The so-called abnormal things must have demons!

Pu Jie was vigilant and quickly ordered Zhao Jiyou to lead the team close to him, so as to facilitate the formation to meet the enemy.

"Senior Brother Luo?" Among the three, the one at the head hugged his fist at Pu Jie and looked him up and down with a strange expression.

This person should be the leader of this small gang, dressed in a horse blue robe, looking no more than thirty years old, with a mustache, and on the whole, he is quite human-like.

"Damn, I'm so angry, stand still, I'm going to beat you to death!" Pu Jie rolled up his sleeves, suddenly rushed up, and grabbed this mustache.

Bazihu obviously didn't expect Pu Jie to be so domineering, and he was stopped by Pu Jie before he could react.

The two people who followed behind Bazihu obviously didn't realize that Pu Jie actually used the early stage of foundation building to cultivate, and he had captured the leader alive in front of three monks who had surpassed him by two small steps.

"Let go of Senior Brother!" the two of them were shocked, and they couldn't help but attack Pu Jie in unison.

In view of the fearlessness of the monks before, Pu Jie had long expected that the other party was very likely to target him, and while grabbing the eight-character beard, he hurriedly retreated in the direction where Wen Xiupu was.

When passing by Wen Xiupu's side, he took Wen Xiupu with him, and then smashed the eight-character Hu and Wen Xiupu together in the direction where Zhao Jiyou and the others were rushing, and shouted.

"Protect Senior Brother Wen, hold this grandson, whoever dares to approach you and wait for ten meters will immediately wipe off his neck!"

At the same time, Pu Jie's right hand pointed out unspeakably suddenly, and smashed it towards the fat monk who rushed to the front.

This kind of contest that belongs to the level of spiritual power and spells, and the gap between Pu Jie and the pinnacle of foundation building is revealed.

The other party had never seen such a strange magic weapon, out of caution, he did not take it hard, but turned sideways and gave way, and then they each summoned flying swords, one of them flew with a flying sword directly at Pu Jie's vital point, and the other drove the flying sword to slash at Zhao Jiyou, trying to cut off his response.

Unspeakably moved at will, and he could return to the rescue, blocking the flying sword that slashed at him.

And the flying sword that flew towards Zhao Jiyou could stop less than ten meters away from Zhao Jiyou, but it didn't advance another half a point.

It turned out that Pu Jie knew the gap between himself and the pinnacle of Zhuji, and he had previously restrained the team leader by surprise, once the other party reacted, under siege, even if he held this person, it was very likely that he would not even have a chance to negotiate the conditions, and he would be slaughtered by the other party.

——Although he is backed by Dong Guchan, Pu Jie still faces emergencies with the mentality of facing a life and death crisis.

He made a decision immediately, directly relied on his body to cultivate brute force, and threw the eight-character Hu to Zhao Jiyou.

In this way, the other party's attention will inevitably be distracted. And even if the other party wants to catch up with the mustache, there is a certain amount of time buffer.

And he himself, without the burden on his body, will naturally be able to fight with all his might.

Although it is really good, I still can't last long, but the time is almost enough.

At this time, Zhao Jiyou and Fan Litao shot at the same time, and one caught the other.

Although there was still a distance of 100 meters between them, Pu Jie's strength was so great that although both of them caught the comer, they still had a strong momentum and retreated ten meters backwards.

Even Wen Xiupu was seriously injured because of this!

As long as it doesn't hurt the origin, this kind of price, Pu Jie thinks it's acceptable.

Zhao Jiyou caught the mustache.

Of course, he heard Pu Jie's loud order.

While being stirred by the momentum and retreating, he stretched out his left hand to choke the person's neck, and without hesitation, he summoned his flying sword, the blade of the sword shone with cold light, straight into the right ear of the figure-eight beard, and even half a minute deeper.

In Zhao Jiyou's opinion, wiping his neck may not be fatal with one blow.

This way of directly inserting the flying sword into the weak point of the opponent's head made him think that even if he separated his body, he still had a chance to use the flying sword to shatter the opponent's brain!

So the flying sword that he couldn't dodge could only stop outside the range limited by Pu Jie.

"Poof!"

Pu Jie drove the unspeakable, and with difficulty blocked the flying sword that attacked him, but under the collision between the flying sword and the unspeakable, his heart was shocked, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Well, in fact, he wouldn't be able to defeat a loose cultivator at the pinnacle of foundation building alone.

This mouthful of blood, as well as the previous action of throwing the two of them, were all deliberately showing weakness.

Because now it's useless.

If it doesn't work, you shouldn't be able to beat this loose practice.

What's more, Pu Jie dared to be 100% sure that at least the monk who attacked him, and the mustache that was captured by himself, were definitely not loose cultivators!

Especially the eight-character beard, when Pu Jie restrained the other party, he actually had a talisman magic weapon on his body that automatically gave birth to a sense.

With Pu Jie's experience, the grade of this self-contained talisman magic weapon is still above Wen Xiupu's, and it has been able to reach the level of the talisman magic weapon that can be worn by the true disciples of wealthy families such as Chiming Sect!

Pu Jie knows exactly what that means.

Fortunately, Pu Jie has a powerful excuse for physical cultivation, so that the other party was restrained by himself without having time to react, and when the talisman magic weapon automatically protected the master, he relied on his strong strength to clamp the main meridian of the eight-character beard like a pipe wrench, interrupting the operation of his spiritual power, and knocking it out again, so that the talisman magic weapon had no energy source, thus losing the function of protecting the master.

But there must be a reasonable explanation for why Pu Jie was able to do this.

That's why he had the previous throw, in order to show his strong physical cultivation strength, and by the way, dispel the other party's doubts about why he was able to seal this eight-character beard.

The chubby monk and the other tall and thin monk both looked up at the sky at the same time in disbelief, and then looked down at each other, then the chubby monk came forward, hugged his fists at Pu Jie and said, "Senior Brother Luo, you and I have no grievances or hatreds, can you turn the war into a jade silk?"

If Senior Brother Luo is not at ease, Senior Brother Zhang and I can retreat five kilometers in the direction of Zhu Mingfeng, and then you can release Senior Brother Wu?"

He was also afraid that Pu Jie would misunderstand, so he deliberately pointed to the eight-character nonsense and said: "He is the wizard brother." ”

Pu Jie's actions before were not like Luo Qifang at all, but the chubby monk knew that if he broke the other party, it would be an endless game.

And he actually offered such conditions, which seemed very sincere.

And behind the sincerity, I am afraid that what represents is strength!