At this time, a group of disciples dressed in blue and white clothes blocked her way.

This place is not far from the Tongde Temple, which is already remote, and few people usually visit. Seeing that these people are menacing, they are obviously coming for her.

"What are you going to do?" Yun Qianman asked.

"Yun Qianman, did you do something unsightly when you ran over from Quyan Peak in such a hurry?"

The first male disciple stepped forward, only to see that he was young and young, but he was only about twenty. But the two rounds of thick eyebrows are across the face, and the appearance is extremely old.

Although Yun Qianman was a little weak-hearted, he quickly calmed down. Although these people are young and vigorous, their cultivation is not much different from her, and such a disciple is not qualified to enter the Dan Tower, let alone know about her stealing pills. Since they didn't come for the pill, seeing that they were not good-looking, it was inferred that they were here to find fault.

"I want to ask you, did such a large group of people stop me because they want to bully more and less?" She also asked rhetorically without showing weakness.

"Yun Qianman, I want to duel with you!" The male disciple stretched out his hand and pointed at her, and a green sword in his hand was already unsheathed.

"I'm not fighting you." Yun Qianman shook his head.

Although these people are aggressive and unbearable, duels are not a battle in the ordinary sense. In order to cultivate the murderous aura of the disciples of the sect, the Wandan Sect has always connived at the private duels of its disciples, even if the sword has no eyes and there are many deaths and injuries, it will not bother. Yun Qianman stood in the realm of the Wandan Sect, and he had to abide by the rules of the Wandan Sect, once he agreed, the duel was life and death.

From the back of the crowd, a girl slowly walked out, with a delicate figure and a beautiful appearance, standing in the middle of a group of male disciples like stars holding the moon.

The girl's pink lips opened, but her voice was a little coquettish: "I have heard people talk about how powerful Yun Qianman is, but I didn't expect it to be so spineless, even if I, the most useless senior brother, want to challenge you, you don't dare to fight." If you don't dare, then I'll challenge you, what do you think? After the girl finished speaking, the onlookers also laughed, and even the most useless senior brother in her mouth scratched his head and laughed a few times.

Yun Qianman saw that this girl was gorgeously dressed, she must be someone with a background, maybe she was a relative of some elder here.

This kind of unruly girl is the most unprovoked, since she recognizes people clearly, Yun Qianman doesn't want to cause more trouble, so she turns around and is about to leave.

"Senior Sister Tingyu is talking to you, you dare to leave like this!" There was a loud shout from her side, and suddenly two blue light sword blades stabbed diagonally, forcing her to retreat one after another. I saw that the two green swords had blocked the way, and the two burly disciples formed a wall to block the road.

"Hmph, since you don't dare to fight," Gao Tingyu's finger pointed to Xiaobei in her arms, "Then leave the Holy Infant behind." ”

If it's just troublesome for her, if it's trouble for Xiaobei, Yun Qianman doesn't agree, and asks sharply at the moment: "What do you want?" ”

Before Gao Tingyu could reply, a disciple shouted: "We want to crush this kid and avenge my uncle!" ”

Avenge? She immediately remembered that Gao Liu, who was killed by Xiaobei, and Gao Haichuan, who was roaring in the sky to kill Xiaobei at that time.

Those people have finally come to the door!

Her face sank and said, "Just come at me, don't fight Xiaobei's idea." ”

"So you promised me a duel."

Gao Tingyu showed a sly smile, and at some point there was a standard sword of a disciple of the Wandan Sect in his hand, and the blue light on the sword flowed.

Yun Qianman also took out an iron sword from the storage bag and looked Gao Tingyu up and down.

Although this Gao Tingyu is not very old, his cultivation has reached the fourth level of qi refining, and Yun Qianman has just performed the phantom technique, and the spiritual power in the dantian is far from recovering at this time, so he must not be her opponent. But even if there are fewer wins and more losses, she will have to fight this fight hard. She put Xiaobei on the side of the road, her body protected in front of Xiaobei, and the iron sword was held horizontally.

Seeing that she was ready, Gao Tingyu smiled contemptuously, put the sword in the center of his eyebrows, and read the key softly.

The sword emitted a misty blue light, and the lightning and thunder had stabbed towards Yun Qianman.

Yun Qianman saw a green mang, and wanted to block it with a sword, but he felt a shock in his arm, and the sword in his hand had been smashed to the ground.

She never expected that this girl's swordsmanship was ruthless, and at this moment, her entire right arm was in a faint pain, and she couldn't lift her hand for a while.

Seeing that Yun Qianman was defeated with one blow, there were sudden cheers and cheers from around.

Someone has praised: "It's not easy for the little junior sister's two-stage style to practice so hot." ”

Another humane: "Senior Sister Tingyu's talent is superior. ”

"Looks like that ghost girl is nothing more than that."

But Gao Tingyu raised his eyebrows, but said to Yun Qianman: "It's not time for you to admit defeat, pick up the sword, I haven't played enough." ”

After saying that, her sword once again glowed with blue light.

Yun Qianman had to hold back his anger, picked up the iron sword on the ground, and held it horizontally in front of him. When Gao Tingyu's sword light rushed again, she chose to avoid its edge and swam sideways. After suffering a loss, she had discovered that although the two stages were strong and powerful, they were like a bulky one, and they started too slowly enough for her to avoid. So Gao Tingyu launched five sword moves in a row, but she dodged them one by one.

Just as Gao Tingyu began to be weak in his follow-up, the disciples around him shouted: "Yun Qianman, what kind of hero are you running and fighting like this?" ”

But Yun Qianman is neither a hero nor a hero, so it is naturally inappropriate to ridicule them.

I thought that this little junior sister must have been spoiled by this group of male disciples, and she stood like a stake and let her beat her when she was fighting, so that she could develop her arrogant temperament. She decided to teach her a lesson, and when Gao Tingyu stabbed her again, she turned into a phantom and flashed, and the person was already close to Gao Tingyu, and the iron sword in her hand drove straight in, and it was already on her neck.

"You ......"

Gao Tingyu was annoyed and ashamed, her little face turned red, and it took a long time to say: "I lost." ”

Since he had admitted defeat, Yun Qianman put down his sword, picked up Xiaobei and planned to leave, but those disciples still surrounded and blocked the way.

Gao Tingyu said: "Even if I am convinced, but my senior brothers are not convinced, you have to win to win before they can leave." ”

There were a total of nine people in their group, and their cultivation was high and low, but they were all between the second and fourth layers of qi refining. Just against a Gao Tingyu, Yun Qianman had already won some luck, and at the critical moment, he used the phantom technique, and he used the spiritual power to almost consume it, and he no longer had the strength to duel. But she also understood that there was no reason to talk to these people, so she had to protect Xiaobei with her body and wait for an opportunity to break out of the encirclement.

Gao Tingyu said again: "I, Gao Tingyu, am not a bully, since you won today, I should have let you go back." It's just that I and my senior brothers swore a poisonous oath in front of the ancestral tablet, and we will definitely take down this naughty boy today. Yun Qianman, we have nothing to do with each other, and you have nothing to do with this naughty boy, you could have stayed out of the matter, if you have to protect him, you have to duel with my senior brothers, you have to compare, you have to compare, you have to compare! ”

As soon as the words fell, all the disciples had already rushed up, trying to snatch the Holy Child from her hands.

They punched and kicked Yun Qianman, but Yun Qianman did not resist, and only protected Xiaobei with both hands.

She only knew that even if she died, Xiaobei would never fall into the hands of these people.

These disciples' fists were attached to spiritual power, and each blow made Yun Qianman feel pain into the bone marrow.

Just before she was about to fall unconscious, she seemed to see Xiaobei's wobbly little body blocking in front of her.