But now the man seems to be forcing him to death, "Do you hear it for Lao Tzu, and then let me see if you believe it or not, I will break your legs and abolish your cultivation!"

"You poor boy is still cultivating a fart, and if you enter the Qingyun Sect, you are just an outer disciple, and you will never come out!" A man sneered on the side, and there was disdain in his eyes.

Seeing that these people were aggressive, the young man couldn't help but clench his fists, and he said angrily: "You are just monks here, this is the residence provided by Qingyun Sect for us disciples, why are you driving me away!"

"Oh, do you have an opinion?" Before the words fell, the young man turned around and kicked over, and the young man blocked his body with both hands and retreated dozens of meters, leaving two deep footprints on the ground.

Bang bang bang!

The other three men also rushed over, and they were also very fast, almost instantaneously in front of the young man, and the young man flew upside down with three kicks and spewed several mouthfuls of blood.

His legs were weak and he couldn't stand up for a long time, and the leading man stepped forward and grabbed the young man's collar and smashed it into the ground.

Bang!

His face was covered in blood, and through his blurred vision, he could see the blood flowing to his eyebrows, and his luggage was rubbed vigorously by the man on the ground.

It was full of some clothes that he had brought with him, and of course some pills that he had hidden in the Qiankun bag wrapped in his clothes, which were revealed at this time.

"Damn, you kid still has a hidden bag!" the man said, holding down the boy on the ground with one foot, his chest rising and falling violently, and his breath was not very smooth.

He stretched out his hand to stop the man, but his whole body felt like he had been torn apart, and he couldn't move, but at that moment a cold wind blew.

The cold was pressing, several men couldn't help but look at the sky, the bright moon was in the sky, the night was dark, and a few stars were hanging scattered in the air, "Brother Li, it won't be a monster attack!" A man said in a trembling voice.

"Impossible, there is a ban outside this Qingyun Village, and it is absolutely impossible for demon beasts to come in!" Brother Li analyzed, he frowned and pursed his lips before roaring: "It's that bastard! Get out of here!"

But when the words fell, there was no movement except for a gust of cold wind, and after a long time, just when Brother Li relaxed his vigilance and was about to search for the Qiankun bag, he suddenly felt a pain in his stomach and flew out upside down, and at the same time, the Qiankun bag in his hand disappeared directly.

Bang! Before his ass could hit the ground, the collar was lifted again, and the figure was so fast and powerful that he was thrown up again and smashed against a wall before he didn't even have time to react.

He wailed in pain as his head bleeded from the impact, but a monstrous rage rose in his heart, and the three little henchmen around him hurriedly picked up their boss and looked around vigilantly.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the figure actually stopped in front of the young man, "Your Qiankun bag, come on tomorrow, and today these bastards should cheer for you!" Lin Ming turned his head and showed an evil smile.

The laughter was very cold, and people couldn't help but be frightened when they heard it, "Boy! I have never been a nosy person, and now you have even acted out to be a young master, you are going to die today!"

After Brother Li finished speaking, his body suddenly rushed forward, although he was covered in blood, he was still domineering, and the strength of the early stage of the Transformation God Realm completely burst out, and a spear in his hand swept over.

Seeing this, Lin Ming only smiled slightly, and the strength of the peak of the Transformation God Realm was also exposed, and the Golden Crow Sword was like a sword ready to shoot out.

With a pop, a line of blood bloomed from the night sky, and Brother Li, who was originally full of momentum, fell in the air, and his head was actually pierced with a big hole.

The blood was dripping, and the smell of blood stimulated everyone's snort, and the three attendants were sweating profusely, and they were going to rush up to teach Lin Ming a good lesson, but now their legs were scared and weak.

"Get out of here before I'm angry, don't stop, or I'm not sure if I'm going to kill you in a fit of rage!" As the words fell, Lin Ming unloaded the divine power he exuded, and the three attendants gasped for breath, and then fled with a roll.

Lin Ming's move was seen by many disciples, and at this time they all clapped their hands, since they lived in this Qingyun Village, none of them had been bullied by Brother Li, and sometimes they even collected protection money twice a day, which was very oppressive, but they were helpless because they were not strong enough to resist.

Seeing him die tragically in front of him today, I unconsciously felt a bad breath.

"Childe stay, it's not mine," the young man dragged his painful body over, and his immature and resolute eyes made Lin Ming look at the young man twice.

"I've given it to you!" Lin Ming dropped this sentence and then turned to leave, the young man looked at the refining weapon martial art in his hand in a daze.

Although this kind of martial art was a purple martial art in the previous continent, it could only be said to be medium in this Dongwei Continent, but because of the word refining, its value increased several times for a while.

In Dongwei, it is definitely something that can be met but not sought, so when the young man saw this refining martial art, he was also stunned for a long time, and his heart was shocked.

He never imagined that one day he would get a book of refining martial arts, which was what many monks dreamed of, and how many days and nights he longed for it.

"How do you know that book is right for him?" Jin Ming asked with interest after Lin Ming returned to the room, Lin Ming smiled slightly, "His sword!"

"The Yellow Order Spirit Weapon, it couldn't be more ordinary!" Jin Ming was still puzzled, but he quickly reacted, "That can't be that he created it himself!"

"That young man is from a poor background at first glance, he has no natural treasures, plus he has taught himself to refine weapons, it is not easy to be able to refine a medium-level yellow-rank spirit weapon, which is enough to show that he is still very talented in refining!" Lin Ming judged, and then he looked at Jin Ming again, "That refining weapon martial art will be another beginning of his life!"

Jin Ming smiled silently, he looked at Lin Ming with great satisfaction, "Your personality is really getting more and more like him," and then he shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I hope it's not the same ending!"

Who was he in Lin Ming's natural way Jin Ming's mouth, and then he cleared his throat with confidence, "Of course not, I am me, there is only one Yan Emperor!"

After Lin Ming finished speaking, he closed his eyes and cultivated.

The next day, the sun was very warm, Lin Yue stretched her waist, and Xiao Hei lay lazily on her shoulder, "Brother, when are we going to interview!" She turned her head and looked at Lin Ming strangely.

The latter rubbed her little head, "Don't worry, there must be a lot of people now, let's wait for the afternoon to go over," Lin Ming showed a smile like a spring breeze.