"Just them?" Ah Zhou smiled, laughing so wildly.

"If I destroy Zeng Yi, you will all be my subordinates. Ximen Tian also smiled, he was not afraid at all when he was suppressed by the imprisoned spirit rope.

"Look for death!" The second master didn't know when he appeared in front of him, and took Ah Zhou's whip and soaked it in salt water.

"Do you really think this broken rope can lock me?" Ximen Tian looked down at the imprisoned spirit rope where the aura was faintly flowing, and sneered.

"What?" the second master pretended not to hear, and the whip soaked in salt water was thrown out with internal force, making a gurgling sound.

"Minghan, retreat!" Ji Qiao'er exclaimed.

"Huh?" the second master really didn't hear clearly this time.

"Ahh

"Poof!" next door, a sixty-year-old man holding a low-grade spirit stone in each hand suddenly spat blood from his mouth, and his body was crooked.

"Six masters!" Seeing this, the thirty water thieves with spiritual power who had been arranged in advance by Ji Qiao'er put their hands on the old man's shoulders. Inject spiritual power into the old man's body with all his might.

The old man suddenly felt that the meridians were full of mixed spiritual power, and they impacted the old man's body with an astonishing oppressive force.

"Citation. The old man said this word with difficulty, and the spiritual power of the whole body was exported to the spiritual weapon like money.

"Not good. Ximen Tian felt that the power of the caster of the Imprisoned Spirit Rope seemed to have skyrocketed at that moment, and it had already reached the threshold of King Kong. The Prison Spirit Cord erupted with an extremely strong light, and it was relented again.

Simon struggled to break free of the shelf that held him in place and fell to the side.

"Whew!" the whip made a sound of breaking through the air, and it grazed Ximentian's face and threw itself into the air.

"Whip, that's not how it works. Ximen Tian said coldly, and the voice made everyone present feel a chill under their feet.

"Break!" I saw that the young man in white closed his eyes, and his hands grabbed the prison spirit rope that bound him. That's it, clumsy and slowly pulling away.

The lower-grade spiritual qi imprisoned Lingsuo worked hard to emit light, wanting to tightly restrict Ximen Tian's cultivation and actions, but all these obstacles seemed to be useless, just a blink of an eye, and as a low-grade spiritual weapon, it was actually dragged and cracked.

"Just such a pile of scrap iron of better quality?" Ximentian clapped his hands and threw the Prisoner Spirit Rope in his hand, his whole body surging with madness.

"You, you. The second master stammered and couldn't speak.

"Run......" Ah Zhou was almost frightened, turned around and wanted to run, but he tripped with his left foot and fell to the ground with his right foot without paying attention.

There are a total of thirty-one water thieves from the first floor to the seventh level of qi training next door, and all of them have suffered from different degrees of backlash. In the light case, the internal breath is shaken, and the internal organs are surging; in the heavy case, a mouthful of blood is spurted, and it is obvious that the vitality has been injured; the most miserable sixth master, the sixty-year-old man, has fallen to the ground and does not know whether he is dead or dead.

"The whip, that's how it works. Ximen Tian snatched the whip from the hand of the stunned second master and weighed it.

"What a whip!" exclaimed Ximentian.

"Smack!" the whip flicked in the air, sending a sonic boom through the air.

"Ah Zhou. Ximen Tian called out cordially.

"Huh?" Ah Zhou thought that Ji Qiao'er was calling him, and responded innocently.

"Eat me a whip!" Ximen Tian did a beautiful side flip, using the momentum of his body to flick the whip sideways.

"Good!" Nan Ji shouted.

"It's your turn. Ximen Tian didn't look at Ah Zhou, who was forced to fly by the whip and hit the wall, and looked directly at the second master.

"Minghan?" Ximen Tian smiled ill-willedly.

"Big... Big brother, I was wrong. The legs of the second master trembled and trembled, and he knelt directly on the ground.

"Run!" Several water thieves next to them showed weak looks, wanting to spread their legs and run.

"Qiao'er?" Ximen Tianjian raised his eyebrows, and looked at Ji Qiao'er, who was sitting on the tiger skin chair with a pale face.

"Hmm. Huh?" Ji Qiao'er smiled shallowly, put her hands in her sleeves, and adjusted her sitting posture unnaturally, looking extremely reserved.

"You're not running?" Ximen Tian walked over the second master, Li Minghan, step by step.

"The slave family is a girl, how can she outrun you, a general. Ji Qiao'er said weakly, her hands kept twisting.

"Okay, answer me a few questions. Ximen Tian continued to walk over, with an irresistible look on his face.

The ground is full of sand washed up by the waves of the Tianjiang River, the sand is white, like dry snow in the northern winter, and there is a very strange feeling of comfort when walking on it.

You ask. Ji Qiao'er replied hesitantly.

Ximen Tian approached to observe, and suddenly found that this small and lovely Jiangnan woman actually had the cultivation of the eighth layer of Qi training.

"First, you don't seem to have any lethality at all, but you are the leader of more than 2,000 water thieves, why is that?" Ximen Tian pointed to the water thieves outside the door who were afraid to come in.

"It's more than eight thousand. Ji Qiao'er corrected it.

Ximen Tian didn't give any response, just looked at her quietly, and a golden dragon in his eyes instantly swam by.

"I, maybe I'm pretty. Ji Qiao'er is not modest at all.

"Aside from your cultivation?" Ximen Tian continued.

"The slave family really doesn't know. Ji Qiaoer's extremely charming eyes revealed a hint of pity and pity.

"Huh, that oil-paper umbrella?" Ximentian had already walked up to Ji Qiao'er, and he found an oil-paper umbrella hanging behind the tiger skin chair.

"Don't move!" the soft-looking little woman suddenly shouted in spite of her reserve, her slender hand grabbing Ximentian's outstretched arm, revealing her teeth as white as shells.

"You. Ximen Tian was so frightened that he withdrew his arm, and he stood for a moment and clearly saw the palace sand looming on Ji Qiao'er's arm.

This...... This Shougong sand is made of Jiao cedony jade cinnabar!

Ximen Tian has a dragon vein and is very sensitive to the breath of the dragon.

"Are you from the Ji family?" asked Ximen Tian tentatively.

The Ji family is a family that is not very well-known in the southeast.

"I, I grew up without a father or mother since I was a child, eating a hundred family meals. Ji Qiao'er's voice was very soft, but Ximen could clearly feel the imperceptible sadness from it.

"Is it okay to be my subordinate and teach them water warfare?" said Ximen Tian softly.

"Then what can you give me?" Ji Qiao'er tilted her head, her naturally charming gaze met Ximentian's starry eyes, and only a foot away, the things contained in the eyes of both sides were unreservedly revealed.

"Find your origins. Ximen Tian was word-by-word.

"Then, is it an agreement?" Ji Qiao'er didn't show too many facial expressions, but Ximen Tian could feel from her eyes that this small and lovely Jiangnan woman, she was moved.

"That's a convention. Ximen Tian took Ji Qiao'er's hand, and a barrier appeared.