"Put down the woman in your arms for this seat!" An arrogant voice sounded, and a middle-aged man in a black robe with four fingers exposed walked over coldly.

Suck!

When he saw someone who came, there were people who knew him, and they gasped one by one.

"It's a four-fingered madman!"

"Yes! It is said that this guy is very lustful, and he uses a young woman to cultivate evil skills, and his whole body is cultivated to participate in the cultivation!"

"Shhhhh ”

The people present whispered one by one.

At the same time, put down the young woman in her arms.

Although a woman is good, compared to her own life, she is completely scum.

Some people even took this opportunity to take three steps back to the side, for fear of being targeted by the four-fingered madman.

In a moment.

The group of people present put down all the young women in their arms.

The only one outside the column is Jiang Xiaocheng.

Jiang Xiaocheng stood indifferently in place, neither hugging the girl, nor driving her away like others.

The four-fingered madman was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and was furious.

"Little bunny, you are so big, you have a big dog's guts! I told you to put down the woman in your arms and get out of the way, didn't you hear?" said the four-fingered madman murderously.

"Yes, I heard it. "Jiang Xiaocheng Road.

"Don't get out of here!" roared the four-fingered madman.

But he heard a dog barking. Jiang Xiaocheng said seriously.

"Damn! You dare to scold this seat for being a dog, you are looking for death!" the four-fingered madman was furious.

The terrifying cultivation at the peak of the Spirit Sect erupted from the body, and the violent momentum pressed towards Jiang Xiaocheng.

A Psionic Energy* Flame Bead appeared in the palm of his right hand, surrounded by three stages of mystical aura, a sixth-order soul black tiger mecha, enveloping his entire person, and above his head, a mini black tiger was suspended, exuding sixth-order aura.

The upper limit of the strength of the peak of the Spirit Sect was sixty points, the three-stage arcane meaning was increased by three times, reaching an astonishing one hundred and eighty points, and the sixth-order soul black tiger mecha was increased by six times, and the strength was increased from one hundred and eighty points to one thousand and eighty points.

Explosive power, thunderous roar, and powerful momentum rose from the four-fingered mad demon body.

"Die, little bunny!" roared in fury with all fours.

Sou!

With a shake of his body, he rushed up like lightning, his fist burst out, and smashed it towards Jiang Xiaocheng's head fiercely.

The power of one thousand and eighty points all exploded, even if he didn't use any spiritual skills, the momentum was like a galloping horse, unstoppable.

Jiang Xiaocheng's eyes narrowed, looking at the four-fingered madman who rushed up.

He glanced at the other people who were watching the play on the side, and the corners of his mouth turned up, with a playful smile.

He had exhausted his spirit, and after recovering during this time, he only recovered at eight o'clock, and he was still twelve o'clock before he recovered to the full value of twenty o'clock.

Just with the help of the four-fingered madman, he killed the group of people around him and restored the spirit of consumption.

One thousand and eighty points of strength is indeed very strong, whether it is a third-order mystery, or a sixth-order soul black tiger mecha, it is a mess of strength.

But in front of him, not enough to see!

"Stone bone blood ant blood!" Jiang Xiaocheng said.

Activate the Stone Bone Blood Ant Bloodline, and increase the strength tenfold, from twenty-two to two hundred and twenty.

"Fifth-Order Heavenly Wolf Mecha!"

Under the increase of the fifth-order traditional Sirius mecha, the strength increased by five times again, from two hundred and twenty points to one thousand and one hundred points.

Activate the Cheetah Bloodline and increase your speed by three times, from 51 to 153.

At this time, the iron fist of the four-fingered madman smashed over with terrifying force.

"Good to come!" Jiang Xiaocheng said.

With a flick of his right fist, he slammed into it.

Bang!

"I'm not an opponent!" Jiang Xiaocheng deliberately shouted.

A little under his feet, with a strong wind, the people who were watching the excitement around had not yet come to their senses and had already rushed into the crowd.

The four-fingered madman was stunned for a moment, glanced at his iron fist suspiciously, and then glanced at the direction of Jiang Xiaocheng.

"What's the matter? That punch just now, this kid's strength is not weak! Why was he repelled by my punch? Could it be that this seat's magic skills have gone one step further? Has it already broken through to the seventh layer?"

Thinking of this, the four-fingered madman's spirit was greatly lifted.

"Where is the little rabbit cub going, and you want to run away if you offend this seat, let this seat stay!" the four-fingered madman sneered.

Rushed up again.

"Spiritual Skill * Thousand Dragon Slash!"

The flames transformed, and a three-zhang flame dragon slashed towards Jiang Xiaocheng.

"I'll fight with you!" Jiang Xiaocheng shouted deliberately.

The true * dragon slaying tide is used for two purposes, one part of it is to deal with the thousand dragon slash from the air, and part of it is to shoot towards the black-clothed people around it.

Rumble!

A violent wave of air swept towards the surroundings.

More than a dozen black-clothed people around Jiang Xiaocheng were bombarded and killed under the palm of his true dragon slaying tide sheng.

"Ding! Kill one person in the middle of the spirit general, and the spirit recovery is +1!"

"Ding! Kill one person at the peak of the Spirit King, and the spirit recovery is +1!"

"Ding! Kill one person at the beginning of the spirit general, and the spirit recovery is +1!"

……

"Ding! Kill one person in the early stage of the Spirit King, and the spirit recovery is +1!"

With the help of this group of people, Jiang Xiaocheng's depleted spirit has all recovered to the full value of twenty points.

"Huh, not dead yet, I actually let you stop it, I want to see how you can resist this time!" said the four-fingered madman angrily.

"Psychic Skill * Ten Thousand Dragons Roar!"

Dozens of flame dragons slashed, and with the wave of his palm spirit energy beads, they slashed towards Jiang Xiaocheng domineeringly.

The corners of Jiang Xiaocheng's mouth curled, with a disdainful smile.

In his induction, the auctioneers had already rushed over.

Standing in place with his hands behind his back, he looked sarcastically at the four-fingered madman.

"Die, little bunny!" roared the four-fingered madman.

Dozens of flame dragons slashed, blocking all of Jiang Xiaocheng's dodge routes and blasting towards him.

"Presumptuous!" an old voice sounded.

A figure flew over like lightning, grabbed dozens of flame dragons in his palms with five fingers, and squeezed them violently, crushing them stiffly.

"Dare to spread wild in the old man's territory and look for death!" the old man snorted coldly.

With a wave of his right hand, it seemed like an understatement, but with a strong force, it hit the chest of the four-fingered madman.

Poof!

Like a kite with a broken string, the Four-Fingered Demon flew backwards backwards, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

The people and horses around the auction immediately rushed up and took him down, with the sword on his neck.

After solving the four-fingered madness, the old man turned his body and looked at Jiang Xiaocheng expressionlessly.

"Are you guilty?" said the old man coldly.

"What is the crime?" Jiang Xiaocheng said.

"Isn't it enough to kill a dozen people who came to the auction?" said the old man.

"I am justified in self-defense, what does it matter to me whether they live or die?" Jiang Xiaocheng said.