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This kicked martial artist was a man about twenty-five years old, he didn't expect Ling Xiaoye to be able to come to his side so quickly with a sevenfold cultivation of the Life Wheel Realm, and kicked him with one kick. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This person couldn't help but be shocked, but he was still unconvinced in his heart, so he continued: "What are you doing! Hmph, you, our hall master's daughter, don't sell your pet for ten minutes!

In the face of this person's nonsense, Ling Xiaoye felt very funny, whether to sell or not to sell this kind of thing, the essence is to do business, and the shopkeeper is not willing to sell this without a reason!

This person actually got to the point of not giving face, which made Ling Xiaoye smile. I didn't expect that there was really such a narcissistic sect, and if it didn't do business, it just wouldn't give face to this sect.

So, Ling Xiaoye slapped it over, and with a snap, a crimson five-finger mark was left on the face of this Immortal Cloud Sect disciple.

Where did that Immortal Cloud Sect disciple receive such an insult, he directly became furious, and wanted to take out his weapon and fight with Ling Xiaoye.

It's just that Ling Xiaoye didn't give this person a chance at all, only to see Ling slap him with his backhand, knocking out two of the front teeth of this Xianyun Sect disciple.

"I won't give you the face of the Immortal Cloud Sect, what's the matter?"

Ling Xiaoye didn't laugh anymore, and his voice became very sharp.

This Immortal Cloud Sect disciple was slapped twice in a row, and the weapon in his hand fell to the ground with a bang. At this moment, this person was already trembling with anger.

Just imagine, a person whose cultivation is even lower than his own actually slapped himself twice! Isn't this tired of being alive! This so-called disciple of the Xianyun Sect is in this mood at this time, aggrieved, and his belly is on fire!

The anger instantly made this Immortal Cloud Sect disciple go crazy, only to see that this person was frantically using the mana true element, wanting to kill Ling Xiaoye.

Ling Xiaoye had already seen this sign before this person made a move, and with a move of the Dragon Fist, he directly smashed the man's body and shattered the ribs on the right side.

The disciples of the Immortal Cloud Sect let out a miserable scream, and finally could only fall to the ground, convulsing all over.

Solving this one, Ling Xiaoye remembered, there was another breath. So, another Phantom Feather Divine Body Movement came directly to the other side.

This person has been lurking for a long time, but Ling Xiaoye can still find out where this person is through subtle observation.

Now, as soon as he came to this man's vicinity, he slapped this man on the head without saying a word. Just like the man who had just dealt with the Immortal Cloud Sect, he knocked this person out in a few clicks.

"Finally breathed a sigh of relief. ”

Ling Xiaoye smiled indifferently, and then in the grass, he changed his clothes, and he also crushed some scented pills and sprinkled them on his body.

After doing this, Ling Xiaoye turned around from the wild grass and returned to the crowded place.

His idea is very simple, now that he is being targeted, the follow-up tracking will still come. Instead of constantly dodging, it is better to blend in with the crowd.

The most dangerous places are probably the safest.

Ling Xiaoye walked around casually, watching the competition on the competition venue from time to time. These matches, in fact, are the same as on the West Steps, where two warriors take out things from each other as bets, and then the two of them compete, and whoever wins can win someone else's things.

For those martial artists who are good at skill and high in cultivation, this kind of competition is simply easier than going to the treasure hunt, as long as you use your hands, defeat the opponent, and sometimes you may get a good treasure bet.

Of course, there are also warriors who take risks, although their cultivation is not very high, but there are still some special means to win the competition and get prizes. It's just that there are not too many martial artists who dare to take risks like this, and for martial artists and monks of the high realm, it is easy to be easily crushed by others, and in the end, the gains outweigh the losses, and the pay is more than the return.

Ling Xiaoye watched two games casually, and found that the two people in the competition were basically comparable in cultivation, and it can be said that there is not much difference. Two people are half a pound and eight taels, and the fight between each other is called exciting.

This made Ling Xiaoye also a little fascinated, not because his spell and martial arts skills were very clever, but between the two people in the game, you came and went, and I couldn't tell who was going to win and who was going to lose. It wasn't until one of them was suddenly hit and fell to the ground that Ling Xiaoye and the other onlookers sighed: It turned out that this guy had won!

With a hint of unfinished feeling, Ling Xiaoye turned around and left, now all he had to do was wait, and when the seal on the Thousand Machines Stone Tower was lifted, the people here all flocked to the stairs. At that time, the interest of those who were interested in Ling Xiaoye would be replaced by this Thousand Machine Stone Tower.

After walking two laps, Ling Xiaoye felt another breath behind him and followed. So he deliberately changed direction and walked to a competition venue with more people, taking this opportunity to see if this breath would follow.

Without a stick of incense, Ling Xiaoye walked back and forth in the crowd, but still found that breath, always five or six feet away, following.

Ling Xiaoye secretly thought, it was obvious that he had used medicinal incense to cover up that floral fragrance, and he should be able to get rid of the tracking of the Immortal Cloud Sect. What went wrong and was caught up again?

However, in a crowded place, the person who is generally tracking will not make a move.

Ling Xiaoye was sure of this experience, so he didn't take this breath to heart.

This competition venue, there is a man in red with a scruffy face, and it is said that he has won eighteen games in a row and harvested many treasures. At this time, the man in red looked around, and when he saw that no one came up to challenge, he immediately shouted: "Who else?

The man in red called several times, but no one went up.

Ling Xiaoye probed the man in red, and his cultivation should be in the late stage of the Illusory God Realm. However, he had fought with a master in the late stage of the Illusory God Realm before, and he understood that this man in red had cultivated more than this level.

Because there is a ban on this floating holy island, as long as the martial arts monks enter here, the cultivation level will be suppressed, and the highest cultivation can only be in the late stage of the Illusory God Realm.

In other words, among so many people, some people look like they are in the late stage of the Illusory God Realm, but their realm has already surpassed the Illusory God Realm, but when they come here, their cultivation is suppressed.

It's no wonder why this man in red was able to win eighteen games in a row.

Ling Xiaoye thought about it for a while, and finally decided to just look at the excitement. Now he is really not suitable, showing his face, and he has to use the sevenfold cultivation realm of the life wheel realm to fight against a martial artist in the late stage of the Illusory God Realm, this is not clear to expose himself!

Suddenly, an invisible force pushed Ling Xiaoye out of the crowd!