Gu Siyu hurriedly stopped her and explained to the eldest lady's angry face: "Don't rush up and make trouble for her, Chang Ling is not such a messy person." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the fists of the two collided together, and after a loud bang, a large cloud of dust was raised.

The two of them took a few steps back, and Chang Ling stood steadily, with an unconcealable joy in his eyes.

The retreating big man is obviously not in a good state.

His bulging pectoral muscles were dented, and the corners of his mouth were bloody.

He glanced at Chang Ling hatefully, rolled his eyes, and fell backwards.

"Chang Ling, I said what are you doing with a broken sword on your back all day long, it turns out that you are an individual cultivator, I didn't expect it. Eh, Zhang Ya, didn't you expect it. Fu Ning couldn't hide the joy on her face, and she didn't forget to mock Zhang Ya, who had been with her since she was a child.

Chang Ling touched his nose in embarrassment.

"Be careful!" The Chixiao Sword behind Chang Ling rushed towards Fu Ning's direction, and the broken sword circled in front of her.

The clanging sound was incessant.

There were more dense long needles shining with silver light on the ground, and there was a faint blue light on the needles, which should have been coated with poison.

The middle-aged man with a gloomy face on the side glanced at Chang Ling with pity.

Taking advantage of Fu Ning's lack of investigation, he actually used a long needle to sneak attack.

I don't know what special method has been used to deal with this long needle, and when it broke through the air, there was no trace at all, if it wasn't for Chang Ling who noticed the change in the airflow, I'm afraid that Fu Ning would have been pierced into a hedgehog by now.

The invisible sword qi swept in that direction, and the middle-aged man hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it.

Being able to use sword qi proves that the thin young man in front of him is really a sword cultivator.

No one in the nine major sects can use it for two purposes, let alone these scattered cultivators in Qingzhou.

For a while, those people looked at Chang Ling with a rather unkind look.

Greed and hatred brewed little by little in their eyes.

Which casual cultivator has never dreamed that he has a great opportunity and has been practicing smoothly since he was a child.

Kill this kid in front of you, maybe you can get his swordsmanship and body refining method.

Although Gu Siyu and Fu Ning were both pampered and raised, they were not straw bales, and when they saw the appearance of several people opposite, the anger in their eyes could not be concealed.

Gu Siyu's hands were sealed, and the white-winged tiger beside him became a little bigger, and he opened his strong fleshy wings and flew towards those people.

The long whip in Fu Ning's hand really turned into a 'long' whip, and it seemed to be able to directly hit Zhang Ya's face, who was still ten zhang away from them.

Chang Ling, who was entangled with the two of them, glanced at them distractedly, and sighed secretly in his heart, he must learn the method of making the spirit beast bigger with Gu Siyu, Abi is still too small now, and can only hold it in his arms and can't rely on it.

Except for the fact that the big man was knocked unconscious by Chang Ling with a punch because of the light enemy at the beginning, the fight with the other three still made Chang Ling and the three feel extremely tricky.

Their cultivation is higher than their own, they are older, and their combat experience is also extremely rich.

Although they didn't practice any high-grade exercises, they knew a lot of things, and they deliberately avoided fighting Fu Ning, Gu Siyu had the help of the White Winged Tiger, but Chang Ling was really a little stretched.

Ling Feng's body technique was working to the extreme, and she could barely dodge this endless attack.

Especially the talisman thrown out from time to time by Zhang Ya, who was standing in the back watching the play.

Every time it touches the body, it will burst out with huge energy.

She didn't have the weapons she had in her hands now, and the lethality of the sword qi she could use now was extremely limited for the monks of the upper grade of the Condensing Realm, and most of them had to rely on her to smash the opponent hard with one punch at a time.

These people in front of them took out all kinds of things, dense poisonous insects, thunder pills that were only the size of fingernails but could break out thunderstorms......

Fu Ning has a few defensive magic weapons, but she has no actual combat experience, and she is a little afraid of insects, so she is already a little too busy to take care of herself.

Zhang Ya, who was holding her shoulder not far away to watch the play, noticed Chang Ling's vacancy, and her back was exposed in front of her.

Her left hand was raised at once, and a delicate silver crossbow was tied to her arm, and she gently pressed the crossbow, and a short silver arrow burst out of the air.

Gu Siyu, who saw it, discovered the trajectory of this short arrow, and he just wanted to say a word to remind him, but this short arrow had already reached Chang Ling's body.

Of course, Zhang Ya didn't expect such a short arrow to bring much damage to Chang Ling, as long as the arrow cut through Chang Ling's skin

The toxin penetrates into the body, and she is gone.

Looking at Chang Ling, who seemed to have no time to react, the smile on Zhang Ya's face was even better.

She said, how can a person who is more talented than herself live well in this world.

The next moment, her smile froze on her face.

As soon as Chang Ling bent down, the stones on the ground suddenly hit the short arrow.

The broken sword that had been stuck in the stone slammed into the ground with a thud.

"Who is this?" Zhang Ya hurriedly looked around, and the whole person couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Fu Ning and Gu Siyu are both controlling their magic weapons, and Chang Ling's divine soul should also be in the Imperial Envoy Flying Sword, so who controls this stone?

How long has he been here, and where is he hiding?

The middle-aged people who saw this scene couldn't help but retreat a little.

That person is definitely not on their side, and now it is already very difficult to deal with the three little guys in front of him, and if there is another one, maybe he will be planted here today.

Anyway, the spirit stones given by Zhang Ya were just for them to protect her safety, and they also looked at the soft persimmons in front of them before they could take them, but now they felt that they could better protect her safety by surround Zhang Ya now.

Spirit stones can be earned again, but if your life is gone, it is gone.

The three of them retreated suddenly, Zhang Ya didn't say anything more, she had been at odds with Fu Ning since she was a child, and it was not the first time she had trouble with her, and the elders on both sides would not take action for this thing that would not hurt the junior's life.

Since there might be danger here, she also took these people to carry the physical cultivation man on the ground quite chicly, and turned to leave.

It is obviously not cost-effective to pay her precious life for Fu Ning.

Chang Ling watched in confusion as Zhang Ya and his party left in a hurry, Fu Ning sat down on the ground and greeted Zhang Ya and her family with various words.

Gu Siyu said coldly: "I don't know which Taoist friend is passing by?"

Chang Ling repeatedly confirmed that there was no one else within his divine sense, and his eyes were full of doubts when he looked at Gu Siyu.

Gu Siyu pointed to the stone with the broken sword on the ground: "I didn't know who saved your life with this small stone just now, but he shouldn't have any ill will towards us." ”

"This stone is driven by myself. As soon as Chang Ling spoke, he realized that something was wrong.