Seeing that the lewd man said that he was ordinary, Yang Qingyan didn't argue, and glanced at a few people lightly and said, "Since the people have arrived, let's leave quickly!" ”

As soon as Yang Qingyan's words fell, the pair of middle-aged men glanced at Yang Qingyan, and a trace of weirdness flashed in their eyes. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hehe, my sister is even more anxious than my sister! But it's really necessary to do it earlier, otherwise I'm afraid there will be a lot of dreams at night! ”

After Wang Muhan finished speaking, he glanced at the obscene man with a charming look in his eyes, and motioned for them to start leaving now.

The lewd man smiled, looked at Yang Qingyan's eyes with a trace of blood, and then walked together, holding Wang Muhan and striding towards the teahouse.

Although the two got up and went downstairs, the two middle-aged men did not get up, but kept looking at Yang Qingyan.

Is this afraid that you will run away? Didn't you even bother to disguise yourself in order to kill yourself? Aren't you afraid of running away halfway? Seeing that the two big men had been staring at him, Yang Qingyan first complained, then got up and walked downstairs with the obscene man and Wang Muhan.

When the two big men saw Yang Qingyan get up, they glanced at each other and stood up and followed her closely.

After leaving the teahouse, Yang Qingyan followed Wang Muhan and the obscene-looking male monk in the foundation building period and flew towards the depths of the Lianyun Mountain Range.

Everyone flew for almost an hour, and at this time they had already entered the periphery of the Lianyun Mountain Range, Yang Qingyan sat on the blue spirit boat and swept around, only to see that there was no trace of the monks in a radius of several miles.

Gently stroking the hair that was blown by the breeze, a sneer flashed at the corner of Yang Qingyan's mouth, they were almost about to do it.

Sure enough, as Yang Qingyan expected, after flying another cup of tea, the obscene man and Wang Muhan who were flying in the front row stopped, and the two middle-aged men behind Yang Qingyan also surrounded Yang Qingyan in the middle.

Xiu frowned, although he was about to turn his face, Yang Qingyan still pretended to be a little strange and asked, "Why did Senior Sister stop here?" ”

"Hehe, of course stopping here is at your destination."

"Destination? Could it be that this is King Kong Peak? Yang Qingyan looked at the lush dense forest below, and said with some doubts in his mouth.

King Kong Peak? "Hehe, junior sister is really naïve, what if senior sister I say this is your burial place?"

Yang Qingyan's face sank when he heard this, and he looked at Wang Muhan who was smiling and said, "Where to be buried? Senior sister means to kill me? What grudge do I have against you, why does my sister have to kill me? ”

"What's the grudge? Luoyun Ge, do you still have the face to ask? If it weren't for you, I'm already a true disciple now, and then Endless Silk and Tsukidan wouldn't be your thing! ”

Looking at Wang Muhan's resentful and neurotic expression on her face, Yang Qingyan just wanted to say to her now that she was brain-dead, even if Wang Muhan became a true disciple, those treasures were not hers! And it may not be a good thing to become a disciple of Chu Nanhe.

Gently stroking the green silk beside his ears, Yang Qingyan smiled slightly and said, "Hehe, have you gone crazy in cultivating the exercises?" How do you talk nonsense? ”

"You're looking for death!" Hearing this, Wang Muhan's face changed and he shouted, and then glanced at the middle-aged monk standing on Yang Qingyan's left and right and said, "Two fellow Daoists, you quickly kill him, and afterwards, the little sister should keep her promise and give the spirit stone away." ”

"Okay."

The two of them agreed in unison, slapped the storage bag, took out a golden short rod from it and threw it into the air.

With a roar, the short rod was golden and turned into two huge metal rods and hit Yang Qingyan's head heavily.

In the face of the attack of the two huge golden giant sticks, Yang Qingyan's chuckling expression did not change at all, and even a trace of boredom flashed in his eyes.

Wang Muhan in the distance saw her expression, and suddenly chuckled in her heart, with a hint of a not very good expression, but the next scene made her whole person frightened to death.

The golden giant stick was wrapped in 10,000 catties of huge force and attacked Yang Qingyan fiercely, and just when the giant stick was about to hit her head, Yang Qingyan grabbed it lightly with his right hand.

The two giant sticks were blocked by a white jade-like palm. Then he smiled lightly in the shocked expressions on the faces of several people, and with a push of his palm, the giant stick was directly knocked back, and it hit back at the two middle-aged monks.

Bang!

A loud bang mixed with a scream came from the mouth of the middle-aged monk on the left, and the two giant sticks shot back, and the one on the right reacted a little faster, and his body moved into a golden ray and dodged. But the monk on the left was a step slower, and was directly hit by the giant stick, and then his entire body was flattened by the force of the giant rod, and he fell directly on the spot.

"You...... Your cultivation is not the tenth layer of Qi refining! The remaining middle-aged monk's face turned pale at the moment, and he looked at Yang Qingyan, who looked at him, and said in a trembling exclamation.

"Hehe, this king's cultivation is naturally not a qi refining period, as for what realm it is, you can know now."

After that, the cyan petals around Yang Qingyan's body flashed, and the whole person disappeared in an instant, and then the void petals behind the middle-aged monk flashed, and a huge cyan palm print slapped down on the back of his heart.

This one changed so quickly that the middle-aged monk didn't even have time to make any defense or counterattack except for the sudden change in his face, so he was directly slapped by this palm.

After being hit, the middle-aged monk's body flashed with blue light, and the whole person instantly turned into a wooden figure carved from rotten wood, and even the expression on his face remained terrified at the moment, and his entire body and soul were instantly destroyed by the withering power of the withered palm.

"Kurong Palm, you can actually learn like this! No way, I don't believe it! When he saw the middle-aged monk turn into dead wood, Wang Muhan's face changed, and his face was full of horror.

At this time, not only her, but even the face of the man who had been staring at Wang Muhan with obscene eyes was full of shock and caution, and then he stared at Yang Qingyan and said word by word: "Monk Zhuji!" ”

"Monk Tsukiki! No, I don't believe this slut could be a foundation monk! After Wang Muhan, who was already crazy, heard this, his eyes were full of shock, and then his face was full of jealousy.

"Looks like I can't keep you."

Seeing Wang Muhan's face full of jealousy, Yang Qingyan said a low sentence, stretched out his hand and slapped it towards Wang Muhan with a palm volley.

"Stop!" When the lewd man saw Yang Qingyan move directly, he hurriedly shouted, took out a small banner and shook it gently, and a dark and bloody black qi formed a wall of fog in front of Wang Muhan's body, colliding with the huge cyan palm print, and then the two sides collapsed at the same time.

Although it didn't hurt Wang Muhan this time, it also scared her so much that her whole body turned pale, and she hid directly behind the lewd man.