Chapter 739: Pinch the Right Time
The other party is cultivating, and this is a once-in-a-lifetime good time.
Several people glanced at each other, and they all saw this meaning in each other's eyes.
Eight brands, it's so tempting that they don't want to miss it. Moreover, Yun Yueyao's reputation is too loud, if they can kill her, it will be a very face-saving thing.
It doesn't matter what means they use, if they win, they win.
Moreover, they also dare to guarantee that the more disgraceful their methods are, the less likely the other party will be to speak out after they are out. People, isn't it this glamorous face that lives.
After making up their minds, a few people looked at each other again, and then quietly approached, intending to make a move.
However, just as they were about to approach the hollow of the tree, suddenly a black shadow came down from the tree and struck several people directly.
Although the figure was so fast that it was impossible to see clearly, the body shape looked like a black bear demon at a glance.
A few people were startled, thinking that there was a phantom beast in ambush.
As a result, when the other party pounced down and directly knocked out one of their Fu Dao Academy's partners with a punch, the remaining few people realized that it was a tall male cultivator with an indifferent face.
They are no strangers to this man.
Before the preliminary round, the conflict in the square was that he stood in front of Yun Yueyao, with the posture of a protector.
Now, Yun Yueyao is cultivating here, and he is also protecting the Dharma by his side.
Looking at the companions who were stunned by the sneak attack on the ground, and the few people who were scattered on guard, their eyelids jumped, but they didn't see much panic.
They know that the one in front of them is an individual cultivator, and they are undoubtedly the ones who will suffer.
But if they flew his kite, it would have been easy to kill him.
At this time, one of the students of the Kendo Academy suddenly said, "That kid will be handed over to me, and you will go straight to the tree hole." ”
Several people's eyes lit up and they nodded.
The student of the Kendo Academy, with a gleam in his eyes, went straight to Qi Chengwu.
Although it seems to give credit to you, you may not be able to share Yun Yueyao's brand. But who knows whether the other party is really settled, or is he using himself as bait, setting a trap, and waiting for someone to drill into it?
In the same kendo academy, although there is a separation between the upper and lower courtyards, Yun Yueyao's name rings in his ears almost every day. He took more precautions against Yun Yueyao than any other branch.
Moreover, instead of bothering to attack Yun Yueyao's little pervert, whether he can beat it or not, even if he wins, it will only be two brands a piece, and it is not cost-effective to be tired and tired.
Compared with the difficult Yun Yueyao, he prefers the physical cultivation in front of him that is easy to deal with.
The other people didn't know his name, so it was not clear, but he alone had five brands. One of them had just been picked from their companions.
Qi Chengwu was entangled by this sword cultivator, and when he saw the rest of the people, he surrounded Yun Yueyao, and immediately understood their intentions.
However, he wanted to bypass the sword cultivator in front of him several times, block in front of the tree hole, and stop those people, but the wisps were found by the annoying sword cultivator and stabbed with a sword.
Qi Chengwu was embarrassed, but he had no intention of fighting, he only had Yun Yueyao in the hollow of the tree in his eyes, and he only wanted to block these people in his heart, and he couldn't let them sneak attack Yun Yueyao.
At this moment, protecting Yun Yueyao has become Qi Chengwu's obsession.
The six of them couldn't attack for a long time, but they discovered Qi Chengwu's weakness, which was Yun Yueyao in the tree hole.
If he has a weakness, he can be contained, and as long as someone crosses him, he will mess up and turn his head to block. As long as they attack at the right time, even if the opponent is rough and thick-skinned and not defeated for a while, they will be abused and injured.
A few more times, and the fool who is faithful to the Lord will not be able to hold on.