In the deacon hall of the Qianyang Sect, the ninth cultivation city, the yellow-faced old man's face was already shocked to the extreme, and he looked blankly at the back of Wang Xiaomo, who was holding a thousand spirit stones in his hand. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"The fourth layer of condensation, actually broke through? This is impossible, his dantian has already shattered me that day, how can it be broken? ”

"Elder Yu, what's wrong, your face seems to be a little bad?"

A white-clothed outer door deacon beside him asked cautiously.

"Nothing!"

The yellow-faced old man's face regained his composure, but he fell into deep thought.

The Ninth Cultivation City within a radius of 100 miles is not forbidden to the sky, and there are constantly Changhong crossing the space, but most of them are outer disciples, and most of the magic weapons are low-level magic weapons, walking on the streets of the Ninth Cultivation City, Wang Xiaomo felt a lot of emotion in his heart, and his eyes kept looking at the various shops and hotels on both sides of the street.

The streets are quite prosperous, and the outer disciples can be seen everywhere on the streets, but more of them are miscellaneous servants, there are men and women, most of them are in a hurry, occasionally someone noticed Wang Xiaomo, but at a glance, they all showed a look of horror on their faces, and they all gave Wang Xiaomo the way.

This made Wang Xiaomo quite surprised, but then remembered that he had fought with the white-headed man in the square a few days ago, and his heart was clear, and he saw that many people looked at him with a bit of fear in their eyes, and suddenly felt a little proud.

"Well, walking here gives me a bit of the feeling I felt when I walked in the streets of Wangjia Village."

Remembering that when he was in Wangjia Village, the places he passed were like locusts crossing the border, the plague gods crossed the streets, and every household closed their doors to avoid the feeling, Wang Xiaomo's face showed a look of reminiscence, his eyes were full of arrogance, and his steps slowed down.

"In the future, I will definitely make a name for myself in this ninth cultivation city, just like when I was in Wangjia Village."

Looking at the wide streets of the Ninth Repair City, Wang Xiaomo secretly made up his mind, clenched his hands tightly, and a sense of excitement exploded, and he walked quickly towards the east of the city.

This ninth cultivation city, the east of the city is the cultivation place of the newly promoted ordinary outer disciples, and it is composed of rows of independent courtyards as far as the eye can see, although it is not as spacious and quiet as the cave of Wang Xiaomo, an elite disciple of the outer sect, but it also looks quite elegant and quiet.

When Wang Xiaomo stepped into the Dongcheng area, he obviously felt that the aura of heaven and earth here was much richer than that of other places in the Ninth Cultivation City.

"Senior brother, they live here."

Wang Xiaomo took out a jade slip from his arms, which clearly engraved the location of the courtyard where Zhang Hanya and the others were, thinking of the various experiences in the Qifeng Temple and the Tongxian Bridge in the past year, in this great Qianyang Sect, Wang Xiaomo felt a trace of warmth in his heart, and the pace on his feet couldn't help but speed up a lot.

", don't roll and discount the doglegs of a few of you."

"You are unreasonable, these courtyards were distributed to a few of us by the sect."

"So what, I've taken a fancy to it here, you can sue wherever you like, a group of hillbillies still want to live in such a good place, hurry up!"

"You guys, do you still have a royal law?"

"Wang Fa, haha, this is not your lower realm, this is the Qianyang Sect, within the Qianyang Sect, the strength is the Wang Fa, if it weren't for the door rules that don't allow killing, Lao Tzu would have slaughtered a few of you on the spot, and quickly disappeared from Lao Tzu's eyes, otherwise the first thing Lao Tzu killed on the stage in the big competition of the sect two years later would be you mortal cultivators!"

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A noisy sound came from the end of the street where Wang Xiaomo's eyes were, and I saw that there were many figures there, and it was very noisy.

Wang Xiaomo's face was gradually difficult to look at the moment, and he ran to the front in three steps and two steps, only to see Zhang Hanya, Li Dazhuang, He Wencai, Qi Tianba, Jin Caifeng, Liu Blacksmith and Zhao Hu all standing on the street, several people had different degrees of scars on their faces, and their clothes were also damaged, among which Qi Tianba had fallen to the ground, blood kept coming out of his mouth, his spirit was malaise, and he was obviously injured.

In a courtyard opposite a few people, there were more than a dozen people dressed in the costumes of outer disciples, who were throwing a lot of things out of the courtyard and throwing them on the street.

There were still many people who looked like disciples of the outer sect around and stopped to watch, but the eyes that looked at Zhang Hanya and the others were full of ridicule and ridicule, and some people sat on the wall and kept coaxing.

When Wang Xiaomo walked in front of everyone, everyone didn't notice him at all, but just focused all their attention on Zhang Hanya and the others.

"Look at what, get out of Dongcheng, if I see a few of you in Dongcheng in the future, I will beat you once!"

In the courtyard, a handsome young man in a gray robe at the head showed a look of disgust on his face, and said fiercely to Zhang Hanya and the others.

Zhang Hanya and the others seemed to be stunned in their eyes, but they didn't dare to take another step forward.

"Tell you a few hillbillies, the Ninth Cultivation City, no matter any battles between the new disciples in the five years, with your little strength, you are not worthy of living in the East City at all, even if you sue the deacon hall, no one will pay attention to you, this is the rule of the Ninth Cultivation City, understand, a group of idiots, hurry up and get out, the miscellaneous area in the west of the city is where you should stay."

On the wall of a courtyard, several outer disciples sat loudly, causing many people around to laugh.

"You guys, you bully!"

After all, Jin Caifeng was born as a woman, and when she looked at Qi Tianba who fell to the ground, her eyes turned red and she suddenly cried.

"Oh, this little lady is still crying, so let's do it, Young Master Ben is soft-hearted, but there is a concubine by his side, if you want, Young Master Ben will accept you, but I can only accept you, and the rest of the idiots Young Master Ben doesn't care!"

In the courtyard, a thin-faced young man looked at Jin Caifeng with lust in his eyes.

"You, you deceive people too much! I'm fighting with you! ”

Zhang Hanya couldn't control it anymore, and as soon as his body rushed forward, he was about to rush into the courtyard desperately, although he knew that with his cultivation of the third layer of condensation, and he didn't know any magic, he would simply be sent to death if he went in again, because the lowest of the more than ten outer disciples in the courtyard was also the cultivation of the fourth layer of condensation, and the handsome young man had reached the fifth layer of condensation, and these more than ten people were not new disciples of this sect election, but old foreign disciples who had been mixed in the ninth cultivation city for several years.

As far as they knew, that handsome young man was a famous tyrant in Dongcheng, and his reputation was even louder than the white-headed man who fought with Wang Xiaomo that day, and he was born in the Zheng family of the top ten families, and in the sect competition two years ago, he killed more than ten outer disciples in a row, although he did not advance to the elite disciple in the end, but he became famous.

"Oh! The rules of the ninth city repair, it turns out that as long as you don't kill you, you can beat people and grab things at will! ”

A cold voice exploded in everyone's ears, and everyone followed the sound to see a very handsome and well-behaved young man, walking out of the shade of a tree on the side of the street, but his face was already full of anger.

"Yes, it's the Wang Xiaomo who will bite into a duck egg!"

"How did he come! Isn't he an elite disciple? How did you come to the East Side? ”

"He's, he's a bully, too!"

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With the appearance of Wang Xiaomo, many people who watched the excitement recognized him, and immediately remembered the sound of discussion, many people who looked at Wang Xiaomo had a faint fear in their eyes, of course, there were many people with a gloating look on their faces, looked at the handsome young man in the courtyard, and then looked at Wang Xiaomo.

"Look, there's a good show to watch this time, let's see if it's Zheng Jinpeng, the old bully, or this Wang Xiaomo's new bully, haha!"

"Little junior brother!"

"Senior Brother Wang!"

Zhang Hanya and the others, as well as Zhao Hu, didn't expect Wang Xiaomo to appear here, and they were all a little surprised, but seeing the anger on Wang Xiaomo's face, these people couldn't help but shiver in their hearts.

"Little junior brother, there are a lot of them, forget it, let's go!"

Jin Caifeng showed an anxious look on her face, stepped forward and grabbed Wang Xiaomo, she was really afraid that Wang Xiaomo would not be able to control it and suffer on the spot, after all, the other party's cultivation was too high, and it was not something that a few of them who had just risen up could shake it.

"I know you, you are the Nether Mortal Cultivator King Xiaomo who won the first place in the sect this time, right? You're going to be badly wounded, right? ”

In the courtyard, the handsome young man looked coldly at Wang Xiaomo, who was walking slowly on the street, and said slowly.

Wang Xiaomo gently pushed away the hand that was holding Jin Caifeng, slowly walked into the courtyard, looked around at the dozen or so people in the courtyard, and showed a shy smile on his face.

"A mere fourth-layer kid, what kind of big-tailed eagle is here? Get out of here! ”

The thin-faced young man showed mockery in his eyes, and he stepped towards Wang Xiaomo, and his five-layer cultivation exploded, punching Wang Xiaomo.

"your grandma's land!"

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