readx;? These two Tianyi Pavilion disciples obviously didn't know the true situation of Ling Xiaoye, and the more they scolded, the more intense they became, and their words began to be vulgar. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Ling Xiaoye originally wanted them to finish speaking, and then asked them to buy pills, but it seemed that his tolerance had become a reason for others to indulge.

Seeing that these two people were talking energetically, Ling Xiaoye said coldly, "You guys, have you said enough?"

The two Tianyi Pavilion disciples were slightly stunned, and then began to speak again: "You still have the face to say this? Those who are disrespectful to our Tianyi Pavilion will all be punished!"

"Haha, you Tianyi Pavilion are really cows. In the ring, your Senior Brother Wen made a killing move to kill me Xiao, why didn't you mention it?"

Ling Xiaoye laughed out loud and said leisurely. In a verbal battle, he rarely encountered an opponent, only to see him continue to say: "Only allow your disciples of Tianyi Pavilion to bully people, and don't allow others to fight back?" According to this situation, do I, Xiao, have to lie down and let you slaughter them?"

Ling Xiaoye's rebuttal was like a sharp knife, piercing the hearts of these Tianyi Pavilion disciples. According to Ling, that is, the disciples of Tianyi Pavilion are rampant and unreasonable.

For a disciple of Tianyi Pavilion who prides himself on being a famous sect, this kind of remark is undoubtedly a few resounding slaps in the face.

Therefore, the disciple who was so energetic just now could only use the sect to threaten Ling Xiaoye: "Be bold, insulting our Tianyi Pavilion is a capital crime!"

"Haha, as long as you Tianyi Pavilion are not happy, just find someone and say that he insults your Tianyi Pavilion, and then you can do whatever you want to kill him?

Ling Xiaoye sneered, which made the eyes of the two Tianyi Pavilion disciples spark.

One of them took two steps forward, pointed at Ling Xiaoye's nose and scolded: "Presumptuous, we don't need you to teach us Tianyi Pavilion to do things!"

This disciple immediately sacrificed a round treasure and wanted to attack Ling Xiaoye.

However, before he could finish his mudra and recite the magic formula, Ling Xiaoye approached this disciple's side with a phantom body, and violently struck out a basic fist technique, knocking this disciple out with a magic weapon and flying out together.

Ling Xiaoye was a little angry this time, so he increased his strength and knocked this arrogant Tianyi Pavilion disciple ten zhang away. And this unlucky disciple rolled and flew out of ten zhang before he landed, let out a howl of pain, and kept struggling on the ground.

Another Tianyi Pavilion disciple supported Wen Zhengfeng, with a panicked look in his eyes, he wanted to escape but couldn't, he could only tremble a little, holding a weapon, and he didn't know what to do.

Ling Xiaoye approached this person and kicked this disciple away with one kick.

This disciple's situation was slightly better than that of his previous classmates, but he was kicked more than three feet away, hit a broken wall, and was able to stand up after landing. It's just that the man just stood there, not daring to come forward.

"You lost! The two disciples of your Tianyi Pavilion also lost!"

Ling Xiaoye walked to Wen Zhengfeng's side, squatted down, and this time, he said in a cold tone.

Wen Zhengfeng was only seriously injured and was not life-threatening. I saw that his face was flushed, and I didn't know whether he was angry or ashamed. However, he still wanted to struggle, wanting to reach out for the Ice God Sword, but he couldn't use any strength, so he could only hold the weapon, unable to look at Ling Xiaoye with a mask.

"I'm a person who doesn't like to take people's lives. Normal competitions, I always welcome them. But if you don't say anything disrespectful, don't blame me for being rude. ”

Ling Xiaoye said as he fumbled through Wen Zhengfeng's clothes, looking for something like his Qiankun bag.

"I see that since you are a child of a family and a dazzling star of the big sect, you must have a lot of money. In this way, I will give you some Yunqi Pill at a loss this time, and you can take it as a gift or resell it when you go back, at least it won't let you lose money. ”

As soon as he finished saying this, Ling Xiaoye grabbed Wen Zhengfeng's Qiankun bag, probed it with his divine thoughts, and found that there were a lot of spirit stones and silver and gold tickets in it, so he tore open the bag, injected a little mana, and forcibly took out the money inside.

After counting the money, it was worth more than 1.2 million. Ling Xiaoye also took out four hundred Qi Pills and said, "This is four hundred Qi Pills, which are worth almost one million and two million, if you can't move, I'll help you put him in the Qiankun bag." ”

After doing this, Wen Zhengfeng's injuries also improved a little, at least he was able to stand up, half lying on the ground, and took a few deep breaths before he asked coldly: "Who are you?

"It doesn't matter who I am, I just know that if you lose, you have to be willing to gamble and lose and buy my pills. Ling Xiaoye also replied coldly: "What's the matter? Still not convinced, or reluctant to pay the money?"

"You can take the money as you like, but, please tell me, how did you cultivate that terrifying aura before!"

Wen Zhengfeng actually asked this question, which made Ling Xiaoye unexpected, but after thinking about it a little, Ling Xiaoye replied: "This thing, not only depends on talent, but also depends on fate, you should meet it in the future." ”

"Ahem, ahem......"

When Wen Zhengfeng heard Ling Xiaoye's vague answer, he coughed violently.

Ling Xiaoye stood up straight, turned his head and said to the Tianyi Pavilion disciple who was kicked away by him, "Hurry up and help your senior brother!"

After speaking, Ling Xiaoye put away the banner of the ring and walked slowly.

And this Wen Zhengfeng, with the support of his fellow disciples, also stood up. He said to the junior brother: "Go and gather all the fellow disciples here, and first find out the details of this guy who calls himself Xiao!"

"Senior Brother Wen, are you okay!

The disciple said with concern.

"Are you a senior brother or am I a senior brother, hurry up and do it, you must find out the situation of this person to me, and then catch him!"

"Yes, then senior brother, you have a good rest, and I will do as you tell me immediately!"

"Go ahead!"

Wen Zhengfeng waved his hand and asked this disciple to get busy first, while he himself slowly moved his body, avoiding those martial artists who wanted to come up and get close, and found a place to meditate.

"There must be a secret in this man, and he must be caught!"

Wen Zhengfeng changed his cold demeanor from the past, his face was hideous, and he began to talk to himself.

At this time, Ling Xiaoye no longer continued to fight in the ring, Wen Zhengfeng also left, and the martial arts monks in the martial arts arena slowly dispersed.

However, they were all discussing what the white mask was sacred, not only did he not lose the battle, but he also defeated Wen Zhengfeng, the pride of the sky. This can be described as big news, after all, in a place like Yuanjing City, there are very few unknown people who can easily win the disciple of the Great Gate Sect with the title of genius in the competition.

"I said a long time ago, that white mask is not an ordinary person, you still don't believe it!"

A group of people who were still resting in the martial arts arena were talking about Ling Xiaoye.

"Also, there are so many Yunqi Pills, and there are such good skills. I guess it can only be a disciple of the Rain Soul Palace, and only a disciple of the Rain Soul Hall can have this kind of strength to refine the pill, and only then can he have such a powerful exercise!"

"Not necessarily, according to my observation, the exercises performed by the white mask, in addition to being able to move instantly, also have that strange chill, the others are very ordinary, and at first glance they are basic fist techniques. ”

"What do you mean, this white mask popped out of some deep mountain forest?"

"No, no matter what, it's not an ordinary person. can fight with him, although he lost, but he can see his own shortcomings, and he also got a few Yunqi Pills, to be honest, it's not a loss!"

"Well, it's really not a loss!, but I think it's a pity that Wen Zhengfeng can't beat him, which disappoints me too much......"

The topic of these people has never left Ling Xiaoye and Wen Zhengfeng, after all, the nameless person has the pride of the heavens, and the result is that the nameless white mask wins, which is really shocking.

Of course, Ling Xiaoye, who was heading to the land of yellow sand at this moment, would not hear the admiration behind these martial artists. He couldn't hear it, and he didn't want to hear it.

Over the years, he and his senior brother Du Junlan have suffered from the white eyes of others, have had enough of others' accusations, and have also been appreciated by others. However, these things are useless, either to add to one's own blockage, or to satisfy one's own vanity.

Ling Xiaoye looked down on these and didn't take them to heart.

Now, he contacted Ruochen and asked Ruochen to calculate how much he earned during this time.

It took a long time for the machine spirit Ruochen to show his figure, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he said, "Congratulations, an undefeated game!"

"Hehe, don't talk about that. Tell me a brief summary of the situation during this period and your income!"

Ruochen briefly described the situation in the past ten days, among which there were many new martial artists, who repeatedly entered and exited, and paid about 4,000 entrance fees, more than 6,000 taels.

There are also many people who went to Lingyuan Pond to cultivate, counting from the money that Ling Xiaoye took last time, there were more than ten days, seven or eight hundred people had cultivated in it for a total of about fifteen days, one hundred taels a day, so it was about one million taels.

Lao Niu and Lao Jia led the demon beasts to loot those warriors from time to time, and they also had an income of more than 300,000 taels in ten days.

After Ling Xiaoye heard this, he calculated that it was about more than 1.3 million taels, plus the nearly 1,000 Qi Essence Pills he sold, and there were almost 3 million silver tickets.

In the end, Ling Xiaoye took out the more than 1.3 million from the Spirit Pagoda and put it into his Qiankun bag. Combined, a total of more than four million taels, it seems to be the income of a small sect for five or six years.

Ling collected the money, said a few more words to the machine spirit, changed his clothes, and teleported to the vicinity of the entrance of the Treasure Hall and left here.

Now, he wants to rush back to Qinglanmen, and he almost wants to distribute the wages and benefits of his disciples, and he has to personally preside over it to improve the ambition of his disciples.

So as soon as he came out of the entrance, he cast the magic wing technique while casting the phantom feather magic walk, teleportation and high-speed flight, and in less than half an hour, he saw the mountain peak where the Qinglan Gate was located from a distance.