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The group of three people who came were all young children, and the one headed by them had already built a foundation and cultivated to be stable.

The last two are just the younger brothers who have only refined qi.

When they knocked on the door, Nan Yue frowned slightly, then raised his left hand, quickly drew a Dao talisman, and pushed towards the courtyard gate.

The next moment, the knock on the door was inaudible, and the disturbing aura disappeared.

Seeing this, Sheng Jingheng flashed a smile in his eyes, and then he also condensed his energy and cast a spell to strengthen this talisman.

"Ignore them, let's eat." Nan Yue smiled as well, and then continued to eat with his head down.

As soon as the three of them came to the peak, she had listened to their conversation a few times.

Knowing that they are people from the Taiyi family, the one who takes the lead should still be a descendant.

probably heard something, and she was a little unconvinced that the Di family attached such importance to her, so she wanted to come to see it.

After all, this is their territory, and Nanyue and Sheng Jingheng have never visited the door master, not to mention, they also occupy a good spiritual vein.

These three people are destined to come to disturb the two of them eating.

Naturally, South Vietnam will not spend its energy and energy to entangle with it, and will directly reject it.

The two of them couldn't hear the sound outside, and the three people outside couldn't hear the sound inside.

Fang Huaisheng watched his junior brother knock on the door for a long time, but not only did no one come to open the door, but it was still quiet inside, as if there was no one.

I realized that it was the people inside who had set up the enchantment.

He couldn't help but sneer: "It seems that he is really a capable person." ”

When his two junior disciples heard this, they subconsciously shuddered, knowing that he was angry.

Fang Huaisheng is young and vigorous, and among the young disciples, he is the one who cultivates the fastest, and he is not favored by the master of the sect, so naturally he has never taken too many people in his eyes.

This will just come to see the distinguished guest invited by the Di family.

Who ever wanted to knock on the door and no one paid attention, as if they had cast some kind of spell, and they couldn't hear the slightest sound.

"Senior brother, why don't you go and tell the door master? The people invited by the Di family did not know how to count etiquette, so they naturally wanted to settle accounts with the Di family. ”

The junior brother who knocked on the door was more clever, and immediately persuaded him in a good voice.

"Don't, it's a waste of time." Fang Huaisheng stepped forward as he spoke, put his hand on the door, and felt the enchantment method cast behind the door.

Then he laughed: "That's it, look at me." ”

He withdrew his hand, conjured a flying saucer-shaped magic weapon out of thin air, and then took a few steps back, and motioned to the two junior disciples to get out of the way in disgust.

In the end, he held the magic weapon in one hand and threw the magic weapon towards the courtyard gate with the other.

One moment ago, Fang Huaisheng was still smiling confidently, and the next moment, he was heavily lifted by the rebound force brought by the magic weapon and the impact of the enchantment, and he retreated more than ten meters, almost falling directly off the top of the mountain.

His two junior disciples were not as good as him, and they screamed and crashed into the pear tree next to them, and with a heavy bullet, they fell to the ground and passed out.

Fang Huaisheng barely stood firmly, holding his chest with his hands, only to feel a fishy sweetness welling up in his throat, stuck in the middle, and he was uncomfortable.

Just when he was thinking about whether to directly give himself a palm and force out the blood stuck in his throat, a broad palm gently stroked his back.

Then, Fang Huaisheng let out a "wow" and spit out a mouthful of black blood.

The blood was black, which meant that he had suffered serious internal injuries, and there was a possibility that he might have damaged his cultivation.

Thinking of this, Fang Huaisheng's face was surprisingly ugly, and then he looked at the Taiyi people who came silently next to him.

"Grandpa, you're going to give me this breath!"

Dear, this chapter is over, happy reading! ^0^