Jiang Yuan's expression was indifferent, in his eyes, there were ants in front of him, and then, he smiled and said, "You are like turtles in an urn, and you have long become the fisherman's food." ”

"Hmph, I don't know what to do, I don't believe that a mere first-level monk can make any waves, no matter who is the food for the time being, you are already the food now." The big fat monk was full of fierce light, and the mace in his hand burst out with a powerful aura.

"Those who disturb the morale of the army will be killed."

"Those who disturb the morale of the army will be killed."

The surrounding monks shouted as the breath of the big fat monk erupted.

Lin Tiancheng just watched all this quietly, he wanted to see what this arrogant monk was capable of.

"Broken."

The big fat monk had a cold face, in order not to have any accidents halfway, he had this stick, but he had enough strength and slammed it towards Jiang Yuan.

The powerful aura and the blow of the big fat monk with all his strength actually distorted a little in the air, like a blow that broke through the air.

The blow was so fast that no one could react at all.

After a few seconds.

"Dead?"

The low-level monk swallowed his saliva and said with some trembling, the full force of the Tribulation Period had caused them to be greatly suppressed, and their expressions were a little trance-like.

Lin Tiancheng stood aside in a daze, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

After a wisp of white smoke drifted away, Jiang Yuan's expression did not change, only to see him holding the mace with one hand and looking at everyone quietly.

This didn't have any magic weapon blessing at all, just a light connection, and the full force of the strong man in the Tribulation Period was easily received.

This is a first-level cultivator, the existence of the lowest cultivation in the immortal cultivation world.

"You, who the hell are you?" The big fat monk was stunned, his voice trembled a little, he could feel the strength of the ordinary man in front of him.

Jiang Yuan's strength is really staggering, when he uses the means of one-handed hard access to the magic weapon of the Tribulation Period, it is enough to prove that Jiang Yuan has the strength of the realm of human immortals.

Could it be that he is hiding his strength?

Could it be that he is a big man in the upper realm?

As soon as they thought of this, all the monks' expressions became very ugly, there were fierce tigers on the outside, and evil wolves on the inside, and this time they could not escape this fate.

The bearded monk couldn't help but sigh, his expression began to become resolute, and he snorted coldly: "No matter who you are? Don't think about hitting the attention of Bronze City, otherwise, no one will get it. ”

Lin Tiancheng's expression began to become excited, and his cultivation in the late stage of the Tribulation Period exploded in an instant, glaring at Jiang Yuan deadly, already treating Jiang Yuan as the number one enemy.

"Ugh."

The monks sighed incessantly, falling into despair, this kind of situation, they can't break it at all, they can only resign themselves to fate.

"Boom, boom."

At this moment, the enchantment was constantly being impacted, and several demon beasts in the tribulation period, under the control of the Tianqing Sect Immortal Elders, became more and more crazy, burning the power of demon beasts at all costs.

"Big brother, the barrier is immediately shattered."

Lin Tianyun, who was in the logistics, shouted bitterly and embarrassedly.

"Believe me once, and keep the Bronze City worry-free." Jiang Yuan glanced at everyone, and still said indifferently.

Jiang Yuan's words came out again, like a heavenly order.

Everyone's hearts were shocked, whether it was a low-level monk or a late-stage cultivator like Lin Tiancheng, they all had a sense of hope.

No one would have thought that the white-eyed monks who had been spurned by them would become their lifesaver and the dawn of hope.