"Thank you, senior brother, for your help!"

Looking at the young man and the big man who had just been invincible, he retreated again and again with awe on his face, and Meng De looked at Meng Yang with a shocked face.

However, he didn't recognize Meng Yang's identity, because Meng Yang appeared wearing a mask, although he also felt that the breath of the person who came was somewhat familiar, but no matter how he thought about it, he wouldn't think of Meng Yang, because Meng Yang was only in the Bone Condensation Realm two months ago.

And the female cultivator's mood can also be described as extremely shocked, relying on the particularity of the cultivation of the practice to call the person, the breath is still faint, but it still makes her deeply feel the pressure of ten thousand catties.

This feeling was only felt when she was in front of her mentor, and she couldn't help but secretly get excited.

However, I never thought that the people who came did not have any thoughts of pity for themselves.

If he hadn't promised Guo Yancao to thank him, I'm afraid that the other party wouldn't even pay attention to it.

Moreover, looking at him with a mask and falling into the air in a chic manner, silent appearance, the female cultivator's heart was full of surprise.

She knew that she had inadvertently called a real master.

Just standing there without moving, it gave a very strong pressure in his mind, although it was only a trace, but it was just such a trace, which suddenly made the female cultivator and everyone present dare not make a mistake, dare not look at each other.

"I've met Senior Brother, we are all White Gate monks, Senior Brother must not be deceived by this female cultivator's weak appearance, she used her color to seduce my junior brother, and then killed him and took away the storage ring. ”

"You're talking nonsense! It's your brother who has to follow us. ”

Listening to the other party slandering herself, the nun shouted angrily and interrupted the words of the monk surnamed Hu He.

"Hmph, whether it's true or not, you used my junior brother to get the treasure, but you didn't give a cent, how can you answer this? ”

"What's your answer?"

Seeing that the two of them began to say some nonsense that he didn't care about, Meng Yang frowned, his eyes stared, looking at the white veil that the nun covered her face, if Meng Yang wanted to see the nun real face, he could immediately exude spiritual sense, but he didn't have the slightest interest in what the nun looked like.

When the two continued to theorize, Meng Yang's tone was flat, but he asked the female cultivator and the monk surnamed Hu He to shut up.

"I don't care what happened to you before, I just ask you, are there ten Guoyan grasses?"

"Yes!"

Listening to Meng Yang's indifferent question, the female cultivator hurriedly took out ten plants from the storage bag, threw them with spiritual power, and was swept away by Meng Yang's understatement, and then included them in the ring, this method suddenly made several people's psychology sink again.

[Harvest ten Fruit Flame Grass, increase your wealth by 110,000.] 】

"I ask you, do you want revenge?"

Meng Yang's tone was still very flat, but it made several people feel a strong sense of crisis.

"I..."

Suddenly, at this time, the monk surnamed Hu He looked at the middle-aged man beside him with a fierce look at the appearance of the female cultivator, and his heart was ruthless, and he suddenly had a plan, ready to use this person, who knew that at this time, before he could speak, the middle-aged man next to him said in a ruthless tone with a smug expression: "Why do you want to kill me?" Tell me, my cousin is Zhao Guo, a disciple of the sect master of Shimen Sect, and he is the pride of heaven! If you dare to kill me, my cousin will definitely not let you go, this woman, I will make a decision today. ”

"Oh..."

Meng Yang narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Are you threatening me?"

The cold voice suddenly let everyone present know that the mysterious monk in front of him with a powerful aura and a mask on his head had already given birth to murderous intent.

"What about threatening you, kill me, Shimen Sect will never let you go. ”

"Good!"

Meng Yang, who was standing with his hands in his hands, suddenly flicked his fingers, and in the blink of an eye, his expression was arrogant, and a thin hole the size of a finger suddenly appeared in the center of the eyebrows of the middle-aged man who thought Meng Yang was afraid, and when he fell, he still had a smug smile on his face.

The speed of this attack is extremely fast.

"Shhhhh

The sound of gasping and chilling suddenly surprised everyone present.

In particular, the eight-character monk surnamed Hu He was even more frightened.

I originally wanted the big man to just use this to gain the right to speak, so that the mysterious monk who suddenly came had scruples in his heart and didn't dare to make a move.

Who knew that the middle-aged man was so stupid that he provoked this person to kill the killer, and even affected them next.

Then in order to kill people and kill their mouths, they must not be able to leave, otherwise they may be the next people to fall to the ground.

Such thoughts also rose in the hearts of the other monks, and their eyes were full of fear, looking at Meng Yang who was wearing wooden tools on his head.

"Let's go!"

“......？”

As soon as the words fell, several people were startled, thinking that Meng Yang was going to kill them, their faces turned pale, and they all took a few steps back.

But when they heard the meaning of Meng Yang's words clearly, they were stunned, and their expressions were uncertain, standing in place, retreating, and saying no.

"Don't get out yet!"

This sentence was full of indifferent tone, which shocked several people like a slap on the head, and they woke up instantly.

After clenching his fists in awe, he hurriedly ran away, and he didn't even have the courage to turn back.

"Thank you, senior brother, for your help, the little girl is grateful. ”

Sensing that a few people walked away, Meng Yang felt irritable in his heart.

Although the Shimen Sect is not strong in the Zhao Kingdom, it is a little regretful because of a few fruit grass plants that provoke the next sect.

Not bothering to pay attention to the female cultivator's gentle and sunny thanks, Meng Yang stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air. The dead middle-aged man suddenly separated a small storage ring from the placket of his coat and grabbed it in his hand.

A series of pupil information flashed, and the wealth value increased by 240,000 again.

For Meng Yang's approach, neither of them had any expressions and waited quietly.

Looking at the handsome face beside the nun and the nun, Meng Yang couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Do it yourself!"

Meng Yang paused with both feet, stepped on Yama Luo three times, and his body immediately turned into a shadow and disappeared at the end of the eyes of the two.

......

"Don't kill me..."

After half a pillar of incense, Meng Yang's eyes were as cold as a blade, approaching the young man with a pale face and a bloody mouth in his sight.

I saw this young man, whose shoulders were pierced by the condensed blade of the heart-snatching palm, nailed to the body of the big tree, and kept begging for mercy.

The constricting pupils in his eyes are radiating this deep color of fear.

He never thought that as a double mirror in the early stage of the first martial arts, he would be seriously injured by Meng Yang in an instant.

In particular, the martial arts he displayed were difficult to exert 100% power in front of Meng Yang.

Then there is only one reason, that is, the man in front of him with a frosty face and the intention of a sofa Shura, his martial soul has exceeded his strength of at least the second grade, so that it can affect the power of his martial arts.

Thinking of this, the fear in the young man's eyes became a little thicker, and he couldn't stop trembling with his body.

"Say, why are you following me?"