More than ten miles away from Huixi Town, Wen Yiming landed in the air early and put away the eye-catching snow ape shuttle.

Ten miles away, normal walking is extremely fast, when he passed through Huixi Town, he suddenly slowed down, he sensed a few acquaintances, the friendship was not bad at the beginning, and his cheap aunt Wen Xiangtong was also among them, looking very down.

The other three are Dongfang Zhiyu and Ai Xi of the Moxiang Library, as well as Liang Han, who has a good relationship with Yang Tianhao.

Although time was pressing, he didn't want to waste it, but at this moment, several people seemed to be facing a crisis, extremely helpless.

Besides, Wen Xiangtong really treated him as a relative at the beginning, and he should not be ignored no matter what.

He swept the surrounding area of thousands of meters with a straight line detection to confirm that there was no danger of high-level martial cultivators, and then turned around and walked towards a few people.

Wen Yiming walked very slowly, slowly squeezed through the crowd of onlookers, looked at Dongfang Zhiyu's almost murderous eyes, and sighed secretly.

Several people were covered with wind and frost, and the cultivation of the highest Dongfang Zhiyu was also the seventh layer of martial arts, which was still the special physique of the frozen jade body; The lowest cultivation is naturally Wen Xiangtong, and the cultivation of the great martial arts, Ai Xi and Liang Hanwu will be three layers.

If they can get mixed up in Dongsen with this kind of cultivation, you can imagine how much they have suffered.

And he knows Dongfang Zhiyu's character very well, even if he can endure that stinky temper, there is a limit.

He had already sensed the conversation just now in the distance, and his eyes fell on Le Haoqi, who showed a cruel smile, and the grudges of the past had long been forgotten with the improvement of his cultivation, but that disgust still existed, Le Qianwen was virtuous, and he hugged his arms behind his chest to show excitement.

"Le Haoqi, how could Moxiang Shuxuan raise a scum like you, you can't die well!" Ai Xi gritted his teeth and scolded, his eyes full of tears of humiliation.

Le Haoqi squinted his eyes and let out a sneer: "Ai Xi, I wanted to castrate this Liang Han, you come to be the first bird, okay, let's see who has to die first today." ”

Speaking, taking a step forward, the long sword picked at Ai Xi's placket button, his martial arts in the late ninth layer of cultivation, he was able to play with a few people in the palm of his hand, he wanted to shred all Ai Xi's clothes, and present them naked in front of everyone, making him commit suicide in shame.

"Let's go!"

Liang Han sacrificed his long sword when Le Haoqi stepped forward, and pounced on the opponent's sword shadow with red eyes, he knew that he couldn't save Ai Xi, but he would rather die by himself than buy time for Ai Xi.

At the same time as Wen Yiming flashed out, a woman's coquettish shout came out from outside the crowd.

"Stop!"

'Poof! ’

Lehaoqi's body swirled in a soft and uncontrollable True Element, making a throat-piercing sound.

The onlookers were stunned, Xiong Yang and a group of people were also stunned in place, Dongfang Zhiyu and others looked at the fluttering back of the white-robed man in front of them, both shocked and relieved.

Le Haoqi turned around for some reason, watching in horror as his long sword penetrated Le Qianwen's throat, while his younger brother grabbed the sword body tightly with both hands, and his throat made a loud sound, and the smile on his face had not completely faded, which was extremely weird.

The woman in the long skirt who made a coquettish stop sound floated into the crowd, glanced at Wen Yiming, who was indifferent, and a flash of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes.

At this moment, everyone knew that Le Haoqi suddenly turned around and stabbed his younger brother to death with a sword, which was done by the white-robed man in front of him, and they couldn't help but secretly marvel at his inability to see through the strength of cultivation.

When Le Haoqi came back to his senses, Le Qianwen had already lost his breath, turned around and pointed his long sword at Wen Yiming, and his voice was almost deformed; "You killed my brother?"

Wen Yiming spread his hands, "Don't wronged me, there are so many people here, ask your friends around you, who killed your brother?" ”

His current body cultivation is comparable to that of the late stage of the Martial Saint, and his softest strength is not to mention playing a martial general, even a martial king of the same level.

Xiong Yang stopped Le Haoqi, who was trembling, squinted at Wen Yiming, and arched his hand: "What do you call Your Excellency, Xiong Yang in the military industry of Xiashenzhou, you are very clever, but my brother will not die in vain." ”

"Are you from the Shenzhou military industry?" Wen Yiming's face was a little unsightly.

Before Xiong Yang could speak, Le Haoqi gritted his teeth and shouted, "Are you afraid?" If you provoke the Shenzhou military industry, you will provoke natural disasters, and I want your whole family to die. ”

The woman in the long skirt frowned slightly, Xiong Yang looked at the surrounding crowd with a touch of envy and awe on her face, she was very proud, although the force of the natural disaster is not in Dongsen, but the Shenzhou military industry is the most powerful resource supply force in the entire continent, don't look at the fact that there are no masters among them, but in terms of status, even if the Dan will be polite in Dongsen, and often invite alchemists in the Shenzhou military industry to come to communicate.

Although he can't be among the upper echelons with this identity, he can show off his power in these loose cultivators, and even many small forces are polite to him.

"You're good, but you've found the wrong person, you know?" The smug look between Xiong Yang's eyebrows was difficult to hide, and he didn't forget to look at Dongfang Zhiyu behind Wen Yiming, and the look in his eyes clearly told her that no one could save you.

Wen Yiming also knows that when the forest is big, there are all kinds of birds, and the Shenzhou military industry is not necessarily a good person, and there is no good or bad right or wrong in this world.

He didn't know how to arrange Dongfang Zhiyu and the others, so he raised his head and said to the proud Xiong Yang: "What position do you have in the Shenzhou military industry?" ”

"Humph!" Xiong Yang thought that the guy was forced to be calm, and snorted coldly: "Xiong's uncle Xiong Rong is a master of the seventh layer of the Martial King, serving as a deacon in the Shenzhou military industry, and even a lot of Shenyinliu alchemists are under his control, does my position matter?" ”

Then he raised his chin and looked at the admiration of the crowd around him, extremely proud.

He said proudly: "Boy, Lao Tzu knows that you have hidden your cultivation, don't think that your strength can bounce in front of the Shenzhou military industry, and you are not afraid to scare you if you say it, the stick demon and gambling saint in the natural disaster dragon soul are now in Yuecheng, only a few hundred miles away, does Mu Lingsuo know?" Arrive here in minutes, and no one can save you from dying. ”

Listening to the whispers around him, Wen Yiming couldn't help but say to himself while being amused: "Stick demon, gambling saint? ”

Xiong Yang laughed, he felt that he had more face today, and the cultivation of this guy in front of him was definitely higher than him, but it was a pity that he was a rookie, so he took this opportunity to play his signboard.

"The stick demon is Sai Yaren in the dragon soul, and the gambling saint is of course talking about his good brother Cui Lang." Xiong Yangchao explained: "These two adults and Xiong Mouna are also very good at talking, and they often talk together about the future development of Shenzhou's military industry. ”

Xiong Yang's group of fox friends and dogs are honored, feeling the hot eyes around him, and his nose is about to rise to the sky.

Wen Yiming was almost amused by this product, he didn't know how this person cultivated to the Martial Sect, whether it was a lack of strings in his head, or an extra tendon.

"Get on your knees!"

Le Haoqi felt that his momentum had exploded, and the long sword pointed at Wen Yiming and shouted urgently.

Wen Yiming smiled coldly, if it wasn't for Dongfang Zhiyu and the others, he would have killed these people immediately.

Since Yuecheng is so close, it's fine.

He pulled out the secret sound card.

(End of chapter)