I'm afraid it's not that alchemy is stupid, Shi Ling listened to Feng Jue's call, and has already decided not to go to alchemy no matter what he does in the future, this is not in contact with this society, right?

This disgusting person is quite capable, but it doesn't seem to have any brains. You have manpower, people don't have manpower on their home turf, joke.

Yes, I have to change the ground again. The Ten Spirits moved to the edge of the courtyard wall and continued to meditate.

When Zhao Qilong came to the courtyard, he didn't run away as Feng Jue said, but quietly watched Feng Jue lead the twenty scattered cultivators to rush out.

Feng Jue was obviously stunned for a moment, which was a bit inconsistent with his imagination of Zhao Qilong's situation when he saw his momentum and fled, but he didn't think much about it, let alone panic.

Feng Jue glanced at the scepter in his hand and the weapon in the hands of the loose cultivators, this is his own back hand, but looking at Zhao Qilong's eyes, people don't seem to be afraid?

"Zhao Qilong, it's still too late for you to admit defeat and give up the artifact, if we defeat you when the time comes, it will be too late to do anything at that time. Feng Jue smiled slightly, and said something that made everyone present get goosebumps.

"If you want to fight, you will fight. Zhao Qilong didn't care if he was embarrassed or not, and replied.

Zhao Qilong's hand swept from his waist, and a Xuanyin spear instantly appeared in his hand, the tip of the spear pointed obliquely, buzzing. Scattered cultivators all know that an inch is long and an inch is strong, how could he not know that he is not a major in hand-to-hand combat, so that the gun is his strength.

The tip of the spear was raised and pointed at Feng Jue and the others, shining with a cold silver light under the light of the silver moon, and the red blood groove on it erupted with a chilling killing intent, which made Feng Jue and the others and the onlookers who had retreated to the courtyard wall furious.

Maybe it's kicked to the iron plate, and everyone has such a thought in their hearts, except for the Ten Spirits, since Zhao Qilong can swear by it, then he must have confidence, the Ten Spirits made contact with Zhao Qilong, and knew that Zhao Qilong was not like Feng Jue.

Joke, if someone like Feng Jue established a family, I'm afraid the family would have been wiped out a long time ago. Shi Ling's current impression of Feng Jue is that he has no big plans and is inflated.

Well, it's swelling.

Feng Jue and the others have now come close together and formed a group, their weapons pointed at Zhao Qilong, ready to fight at any time.

And what others were shocked by was Zhao Qilong's momentum, which at least had to have the arrogance of hunting and killing many cultivators.

Their previous assessment of Zhao Qilong's strength stayed at the Five Yuan Condensing Yuan Realm, and that was perhaps because Zhao Qilong rarely made a move before, so they had a deviation in their assessment of Zhao Qilong's true strength.

Anger kills people will accumulate, and the more people kill, the heavier the anger will be, and anger has also become a standard for the Heavenly Dao to descend to the calamity, but now the Heavenly Dao is a bit chaotic, and all the robbers want to kill them.

The concept of the five-element condensing yuan realm is very vague, the five-element condensing yuan realm is strong and weak, and obviously Zhao Qilong belongs to the former.

didn't give everyone time to think, Zhao Qilong picked up the tip of his gun and rushed towards Feng Jue and them.

Zhao Qilong's marksmanship took the route of opening and closing, the tip of the gun continued to dance in the crowd, sweeping, without any hesitation, and everywhere he passed, he saw the sound of gold and iron sounding intensively, as if the sparks were about to light up the sky.

"Wind Slash!"

"Fierce Dragon!"

The crowd resounded with the buzz of various combat skills, and colorful combat skills erupted in the center of the crowd, but maybe the weapons were not good enough, they couldn't stop Zhao Qilong in the slightest, let alone defeat him.

Bang! the weapon let out a low, overwhelmed whine.

Fu Li climbed up Zhao Qilong's fingers, and between the opening and closing of the marksmanship, the blood was sprinkled on the ground, and at this time, the scattered cultivators realized how big the gap was, without a single combat skill, all with the brute force of marksmanship, the ground had already been cooled by four.

Only Feng Jue could barely resist, and no one else could stop Zhao Qilong's footsteps slightly, and Zhao Qilong knocked them down like cutting wheat.

"Wooden dragon roll!"

"Fury Maniac Strike!"

"Three-edged thorn!"

......

Feng Jue's combat skills were shot out one after another, but they were all picked up by Zhao Qilong's spear tip and dissipated into invisibility, Feng Jue was also very uncomfortable, and the consumption couldn't keep up, Zhao Qilong's tangible and invisible gun qi swept on his green clothes, although his green clothes magic skills could resist most of them, but his body still had to bear a lot of damage.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that if this continues, Feng Jue will inevitably die.

Zhao Qilong waved the silver spear and picked up the spear flowers, which disappeared into invisibility with Feng Jue's combat skills. The form is becoming more and more obvious, and there are no more scattered cultivators left, and at this time, even a fool understands that he may die tonight.

Some of the cultivators who were watching the battle were secretly glad that they were not involved. The remaining cultivators threw away the weapons in their hands very spinelessly and knelt on the ground, trying that Zhao Qilong could let them go, but unfortunately, they thought too much.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Feng Jue threw an ink-colored projectile on the ground, and a burst of light flashed, encapsulating him, and then disappeared without a trace in a flash.

"Old boy, there are a lot of life-saving things. Zhao Qilong withdrew the spear that was stabbed in the air, spat on the ground, and scolded. Then he looked at the kneeling people and asked, "Do you want to live or die?"

The indifferent eyes penetrated people's hearts, and the four scattered cultivators shuddered, and then nodded vigorously: "I want to live, I want to live, I want to live." ”

"Hmm~, do you want to die or live?"

"I want to die...... No, no, no, I want to live. ”

However, waiting for them was an increasingly cold face, "You nodded your head?"

Without waiting for them to answer, Zhao Qilong asked again: "Do you think this world is fair?"

"Fair and fair?" they replied at the top of their voices, for fear that Zhao Qilong would not be able to hear if the voice was quiet.

"If it's fair, then go and accompany them!" they finally heard a voice from the abyss, and their consciousness sank into darkness.

Zhao Qilong naturally will not have the slightest softness on these people, he will kill them if he kills them, and he will raise tigers for trouble, this is the cultivation realm.

As long as it doesn't kill civilians indiscriminately, even the City Lord's Mansion can't control it.

Collecting the gun that was dripping blood, Zhao Qilong resolutely turned his head and glanced around, everyone who touched his gaze lowered their heads, no one dared to face him, not even some people from the big family of Qingyang City.

Zhao Qilong's strength is probably far beyond that of his own family master, and such a thought flashed in their minds.

The only person in the audience who dared to look at Zhao Qilong may be the Ten Spirits.

Glancing at Shiling, Zhao Qilong instructed a deacon in the crowd: "Clean up the battlefield and tell Zhao Yang that Feng Jue's fate is to stay in this Qingyang City." ”

What he has to do is to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, the other party is an alchemist, this must be done.

......

Qingyang City, an adobe house with wooden pillars and planks that have not been removed, the room is dim and damp, and only a faint fragrance wafts in the room.

It was the smell of the flame burning in the stirrup, but the flame flickered, emitting only weak light and heat, and seemed to be extinguished at any moment.

If it weren't for a sound piercing the silent dark room, I'm afraid no one would know that there was someone inside.

"Didn't you say don't go it alone? If you stir things up like this, our plans will have to be postponed, and the next time we do it again, it won't be as simple as saving you. A deep voice sounded, like a yin wind that pierced through the bones, making people's vests chill.

For the adult in the shadows, Feng Jue was instinctively afraid, and took the three-grade pill with seven stars in his hand, Feng Jue hurriedly nodded submissively: "There is no next time, there is no next time." ”

Seeing Feng Jue nodding, the light in the room seemed to soften a little. "The next time I will shoot at that little girl, it's still that plan, if you want to get that artifact, you can only shoot from that little girl. ”

"Next time, it's up to you to tie up that little girl, if you miss, hehe. The black shadow smiled at the test, Feng Jue's heart seemed to have fallen to the bottom, and it was cold~.

"No, no, no, I won't miss it. And what happens when we get it?"

The black shadow seemed surprised that Feng Jue would ask like this, and he laughed, "What do you think?"

Feng Jue chuckled in his heart, if he solved that little girl, this would be to fight with Zhao Qilong endlessly! At that time, if this person ran away with the artifact, it would be better to say if he got out, if he didn't get out, wouldn't he have to bear Zhao Qilong's anger?

Can you bear this small body?

It seems that we have to think about the way back, so let those boys be substitutes for the dead. Feng Jue's face was crossed with a hint of ruthlessness, he was stupid, but he would be desperate for his life. It's human nature, and no one will give up their life easily.

There are several other casual cultivators involved in their plan, all of whom are outlaws who want a piece of the pie. The existence of these people is exactly what Feng Jue wants.

"What about the artifact?" Feng Jue asked cautiously.

"Don't worry, when the time comes, your benefits will be indispensable, and the benefits of increasing your cultivation speed will be shared by you and me. The Shadow assured. But he hasn't said the second half of his heart, that is, you have to have that much life to enjoy.

He asked Feng Jue to kidnap and deal with the little girl, for two purposes, one was to divert Zhao Qilong's attention, so that he could escape with the artifact, and the other was to leave Feng Jue's life. The most indispensable thing about this plan is that a person like Feng Jue has no heart, and he doesn't know that he has been sold.

"You take this, it will help you when the time comes. The black shadow took out an unknown bottle of elixir from the storage bag and handed it to Feng Jue.

This thing is a good thing, you can feel it just from the energy fluctuations Feng Jue, but this side effect, the black shadow man naturally won't tell Feng Jue, otherwise how could he leave Feng Jue's life?

"Bang!" The wooden door of the adobe house was instantly kicked into sawdust, and the body of the house and the lining wall were slanted violently, and dust mixed with cold wind poured into the room along the hollow door.

An abrupt voice sounded instantly: "The benefits?

Zhao Yang stood at the door with a war knife on his shoulder, sawdust flying all over the sky, and his tight-fitting night clothes also danced in the wind, lining the night, standing at the door like a dark night Yama, urging people to ask for their lives......