A few spirit disciples, what is it?!

Her current strength, even if she doesn't use spiritual power.

It can also make them die faster!

However, Ye Xuanfeng didn't want to let them die so easily.

She decided that she wanted to give it to this group of people.

Including Chang Gui, a little color to see.

At this time, a group of people had already besieged them.

The tall and sturdy figures were like a wall, isolating her from the outside world.

"Huh!"

Seeing this, the girl snorted a sneer at the tip of her nose.

The next moment, her body suddenly moved.

A jumping elbow to the left, the one closest to Ye Xuanfeng, a big man with a raised fist.

"Click!"

The bridge of his nose was suddenly broken.

The whole face was shaking violently like an earthquake.

Screaming, he flew backwards.

"Ahhh

The big man flew directly to the courtyard wall five meters away, and his whole body was knocked "Bang!" "A bang.

The next moment, his body fell softly.

Straight into a coma.

And his face, looking at it at the moment.

Nosebleeds sprayed, cheeks were blue, and the bones on the face were sunken in...

It looks very miserable!

The rest are basking in the joy of being rewarded.

One by one, all eyes were on Ye Xuanfeng.

Didn't see any of that.

The whole audience, except for Ye Xuanfeng, only Chang Gui saw it.

The former gave Chang Gui a cool look.

It's very cold!

"It's just a blind cat running into a dead mouse!"

Chang Gui's eyesight is not bad.

When he saw it, the big man was beaten like a ghost.

I have to say that he was immediately shocked in his heart.

But soon, his mood stabilized again.

Although, as an immortal cultivator, Chang Gui's rank is not high.

Only in the third order of the spirit disciple.

This level is not eye-catching among immortal cultivators.

But in mortals, it is also a remarkable existence.

This teenager, from beginning to end.

He clearly sensed that there was not the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power on the other party's body.

He never believed that he could escape the siege of himself and others.

Just now, maybe this young man just used some secret skills.

And that big man is defenseless, plus the spiritual power is the lowest.

will end up like that.

"Go on, keep going!"

Now, the rest of these people.

They are all stronger than the other, and they are sure that they will let this young man know why the flowers are so red!

Chang Gui's heart is simply full of fighting spirit.

His face turned red with excitement.

On the one hand, he worked hard to "cheer up" for those big men.

"Now, the lord wants to increase the price!"

"The first to break this young man's leg, the master will give that person, and then send a second-order defensive spirit weapon!"

A second-order defensive artifact.

In the eyes of high-level immortal cultivators, this is scum at all!

But for these big men.

But it is a rare thing, a life-saving thing.

You must know that in the True Spirit Continent, whether it is a spirit weapon or a spirit pill.

They all symbolize a second life.

As long as you have one of the two, then, in case of danger, you have a chance to survive one more time.

Although, now they, as subordinates, are not needed.

But what if?

What if I use it one day and don't have it?!

"Ahh Lao Tzu fought with you! ”

"Don't rob me, I'll come first!"

"I'll come first!"

“...”

The enthusiasm of the big men was instantly mobilized.

Originally, they may have only used half the effort.

Now, he is really trying his best to kill Ye Xuanfeng!

"Then it depends on you, whether you have a life or not!"

After the first big han is solved.

It's only three or four seconds.

Ye Xuanfeng just dodged a few punches.

Chang Gui used treasures and temptations to drive a crowd of people, and they rioted in an instant.

Ye Xuanfeng didn't want to deal with them anymore.

She directly raised her leg high, left hook, right hook...

"Bang bang bang!"

Three or two strokes, and the remaining thirty-four were taken.

All of them flew out.

These people.

Some of them got kicked in the head and flew into the tiles of the roof of the backyard.

Fell and had a blue nose and swollen face.

Yes, a kick in the stomach.

The whole person flew directly sideways and smashed through the locked gate in the backyard.

Others, a kick in the leg.

The sound of "click" fracture came instantly, very crisp.

It was like breaking a wooden pole.

Listening to people's ears, I can't help but feel a wave of fear...

Besides.

There are also those who fly from the broken backyard door to the front hall.

There was a kick that flew to, next to someone's yard....

Scene after scene kept repeating in front of Chang Gui.

Without exception, as long as they met the young man in pink, they all died miserably.

And often expensive.

He looked at these.

The expression changed from anger and anger at the beginning to shock and horror...

In the end, his direct psychological defense line was crushed.

With a "bang", he knelt directly on the ground and begged for mercy.

"Bang bang bang!"

Ringing his head and constantly knocking on the ground.

Chang Gui's previous arrogance no longer exists.

At this moment, he faced the face of the pink-clothed young man, and there was only flattery.

"Master, you are the master!"

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, it's my bad memory, I forgot!"

"Between us, it is true that I sold you the spiritual weapon!"

"Please forgive me for my sins, I am willing to be a cow and a horse for you!"

Chang Gui had an expression of admitting his mistake.

prayed to Ye Xuanfeng.

However, in exchange for his words, all he got was a kick from the pink-clothed young man.

The next moment.

Only a "bang" was heard.

Chang Gui's whole person is like a ball.

It was vigorously kicked from that backyard door to the antechamber, and without stopping, at a faster pace.

Slammed into the gate of the Polar Treasure Pavilion.

"Crackling!"

The moment the two collided.

The gate of the Extreme Treasure Pavilion collapsed in an instant, shattering into pieces of sawdust.

And Chang Gui, the whole person.

Like a water dog, he lay heavily in front of the Polar Treasure Pavilion.

On the wide avenue of Lianqi Street.

"This, shopkeeper Chang, what's wrong with you?"

"Why was he beaten, I thought that the boy was going to suffer!"

"It's not..."

Chang Gui's head was knocked to the ground.

He was groggy and his brain seemed to be down.

I couldn't react for a while.

On the Refining Street, whether it is the shopkeeper or the tourists.

When they saw him, they began to talk loudly.

Really, Chang Gui at this time looks too eye-catching.

I saw a bruise on the left side of his face.

A bruise on the right.

The hair on the head, I don't know what, was pulled out by someone pulling the scalp out of it.

Reveal the scarlet flesh inside.

It looks very hideous and terrifying.

However, while everyone is pointing fingers, they are at the center of the discussion.

But it's not, how miserable it is to be poor Chang Gui!

Most people, after being surprised, turn to hatred.

Some, even more gloating!