Chapter 471: Is It Okay?

Seeing this scene, Lin Xiaopang's heart was about to tighten, Changsheng was just right, and he actually ran into a robbery? What to do? Does she want to go out and help? Just when Lin Xiaopang was doing mental construction for himself, he was stopped by Qing Mu.

"Can't you see that Changsheng child wants to train himself? If you go out and wave them all, what's the point? Changsheng is no longer a child, don't interfere too much."

But Lin Xiaopang was not very happy in her heart, she knew that Changsheng was not a child, but she would always be worried. Yes! Lin Xiaopang suddenly realized that he was really old, because only the elders would care so much about the safety of the juniors.

Just when Lin Xiaopang had a headache here, the Lianyuan Great World cultivators who were besieging Immortal over there were already ready to make a move.

"You little girl is really a toast and doesn't eat and drink, let me tell you first, we won't show mercy."

"What nonsense are you talking about her, since you dare to come out alone, you should have the consciousness of being robbed."

With that, one of them, a tall and strong man of eight feet, stepped out. This person is very tall, and his cultivation is in the early stage of Jindan, and it will be okay if Changsheng recovers his strength, but the key now is that Changsheng has an intact dantian, but he doesn't have much spiritual power!

The male cultivator glanced at Changsheng condescendingly, then sneered, and directly stretched out his fist and smashed towards Changsheng.

"Don't say I'm bullying children, dolls like you deserve a lesson!"

It's really high-sounding! Lin Xiaopang, who was listening to it, was angry, but Changsheng still stood calmly in place, and when the male cultivator's fist fell, Changsheng did not retreat but advanced, and stabbed the opponent's armpit with a sword!

However, although the male cultivator was large, he was also very agile, and he quickly stretched out his palm to grab the immortal spirit sword. It was just an ordinary three-grade spirit sword, if they let the hatred of parting and Du Xuanjin appear, this group of people would have killed and seized the treasure a long time ago, and they would never endure it for so long.

That male cultivator is an individual cultivator, and his body is extremely tough, and at this moment, he is dragging the immortal spirit sword and breaking it fiercely!

"Click!"

The spirit sword was not broken, it was Changsheng's wrist that was broken! The strength of this body cultivation was so great that Changsheng was only in the first round, and his hand bones were broken!

However, just before Changsheng's hand bones were broken, Changsheng kicked the opponent's waist and eyes fiercely, taking advantage of the moment when the opponent's movements were stiff, he wrapped around the opponent's tall body, strangled the opponent's neck fiercely, and another short sword appeared in his intact hand, slashing at his throat!

"Click!".

At the critical moment, this body cultivator instinctively attached a thin layer of golden armor to his throat! It was such a piece of golden armor that was less than the size of a palm that spared him. Seeing that he couldn't achieve a single blow, Changsheng quickly changed his movements and stabbed the opponent in the chest with a sword!

"Poof!"

The broken sword successfully pierced a knuckle distance, but the next moment it was grabbed by the male cultivator and thrown out with the sword!

This series of actions only happened in the blink of an eye, and when Changsheng and the male cultivator distanced themselves, the other party couldn't help but touch his chest. At that moment, if I hadn't reacted in time to dodge, I would probably have been punctured in the heart!

Not only did the male cultivator feel palpitations, but his companions couldn't help but stand up straight. What is the strength of this male cultivator, they all know, not only the physical cultivation, but also the Golden Spirit Root Cultivator, which complements each other and is the most suitable for close combat. But this dry-looking little girl can hurt him?

How is this possible?

Someone couldn't help but ridicule that angry physique.

"I said Kuijiu, you're not pitying that little girl, are you?"

"What kind of are you talking about?! I don't know her!"

"Then why haven't you taken it yet? It can't be pity for the jade, right? No way! You can look at such a small and ugly person?"

"Fuck you!"

The men burst into laughter. Changsheng was not doing much, Lin Xiaopang couldn't control it anymore, and was tearing the strips of cloth there, as if he was tearing the bones of those monks

The head is shelf-like.

"Why are these people so disgusting? Besides, why is Changsheng ugly? Is it good looking? Isn't it just three more scars on the face? It's as if there were no injuries on anyone's body. Hindering them from eating and drinking from them? Not only to rob a poor little girl, but to slander her face?! It's just too much!"

「……」

Qing Mu was speechless. In fact, it seems to him that Changsheng does have injuries on his face, although it is not ugly, but it is not as good-looking as Lin Xiaopang said. Of course, perhaps in the eyes of those strange monks, immortality is ugly.

However, looking at the little girl who was still unmoved by these people at this time, Qing Mu's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of appreciation. This immortal little girl, although her fate has been bumpy, how to say it, her heart is really good. As a monk, this is how you should be, no matter when and where you are, you can be calm and calm, not disturbed by external objects, and not pressed by strong enemies!

If it weren't for the fact that the timing was not right, Qing Mu would have the intention of accepting apprentices.

At this time, that body cultivator had already been stunned by the ridicule of his companions, glared at Changsheng fiercely, and pounced on him with a roar!

Changsheng moved his hand bones while calmly staring at the man opposite, and the moment he rushed over, the spirit sword in Changsheng's hand swung fiercely, and it simply met the fist of the body cultivation.

"Bang bang!"

The two of them have gone through several tricks in an instant, one is a golden pill, the other is a foundation, and it is difficult to separate?

After waiting for half a pillar of incense, the monks became impatient when they saw that the little girl had not yet the slightest intention of defeat.

"Kuijiu, can you do it? If it doesn't work, let's get on!"

"Of course I can! Don't meddle! I can do it myself!"

However, it had been a stalemate for so long just now, how could it be possible to defeat that little girl so quickly. Although their minds were not pure, they still couldn't help but show approving eyes when they saw the little girl who could still have a tie with Kui Jiu even if her cultivation was a big step behind the other party.

But praise is praise, they still have to do it.

When Kui Jiu was once again slashed by the spirit sword in Changsheng's hand, his accomplices finally couldn't hold it anymore, and a group of people swarmed up.

"Don't waste time, we're going to the Qimen Conference. It is said that those monks with high morals would recite sutras and pray for all the monks who went to attend, and perhaps some of us would be able to get rid of the wounds we had suffered before. And for such a big thing, the entire Lianyuan Great World has been dispatched, who doesn't want to have a good relationship with the Qing family? I'm going late, I'm afraid I won't even have a place!"