Ji Ren turned his head to look, silently made up three soft straw mats, and gave two of them: "Brother Li." ”

Li Zhicheng was slightly stunned, and immediately understood what he meant, and took one of the straw mats and put it in front of Yang Ning, "Miss Liu'er, if you don't dislike it, let's use this to top it first." ”

Yang Ning opened his eyes and looked stunned, and said with a complicated mood: "Thank you, Brother Li." ”

Li Zhicheng watched her take the paving and smiled, "No." ”

Yang Ning sat on the straw mat and lay down slowly, and it didn't take long for the straw mat to be warm, which made her feel unexpectedly surprised, and immediately smiled happily.

Although the mat Brother Li gave me was a bit awkward, Brother Li was really gentle and thoughtful, and he was able to fight with his eldest brother.

Li Zhicheng sat quietly, his consciousness was hidden, and he observed the surroundings very cautiously.

The night sky in the first half of the night was silent, and some of the stars were about to be obscured.

In the second half of the night, some sounds sounded one after another, and the stars and the moon were generously revealed.

Yang Ning woke up on time, got up and touched Li Zhicheng gently, signaling to her.

Li Zhicheng nodded clearly and lay flat on the straw mat.

Yang Ning released his divine sense and quietly hidden.

On a hill a hundred miles away, three Burning Sea Monks looked in unison at the house they were in.

The three monks smiled confidently, the old and spicy middle-aged monk gestured twice, the sturdy monk nodded, and the last lewd monk waved out three light curtains, enveloping them.

The old and spicy middle-aged monk jumped and flew over gently.

The other two quickly followed, not seeming to be afraid of Yang Ning's divine sense.

Unexpectedly, their actions did not alarm Yang Ning at all, but there was an imperceptible meaning.

Before they flew closer, Ji Ren quietly opened his eyes and sent a message to Li Zhicheng, telling him to be vigilant.

Li Zhicheng opened his eyes slightly, sat up, and pointed to it with his right hand.

Yang Ning was slightly stunned and shook his head.

Ji Ren turned his head to look at the two of them, sat up and pointed at them in confusion.

Li Zhicheng glanced at him with a smile, stood up and secretly ran his mana, and clenched his fist with his right hand to prepare for the battle.

Yang Ning grabbed his right hand, and the aura all over his body was instantly sharp, and the white golden power condensed into a sword.

The three robbers who had just approached were stunned, and were instantly shocked by the aura on Yang Ning's body.

Worst!

Do it!

The spicy middle-aged monk directly smashed out a red gourd, and the mouth of the gourd spewed hot flames and smashed into the house.

The calm and sturdy monk shook his hands, and a Senhan broadsword slashed down, and a sword light of several feet flew out.

The obscene monk held the Lingmu long sword in his right hand and slashed out a round of waning moon.

Li Zhicheng felt the power of the strong attack, clenched his fists, a pair of golden fist gloves condensed in his hands, and his right fist burst out with a bright light and slammed upward, "The mountain collapses and the ground cracks!"

Boom Boom –

The four forces collided together, and a circle of terrifying energy erupted, slicing outwards like a knife in a frenzy.

Yang Ning was so frightened that he leaned sideways and put his left hand on his head, "Someone is really coming!?"

Ji Ren pretended to be solemn and guarded, "Brother Li, are you okay?" ”

Bang bang.

Li Zhicheng pulled out the feet inserted into the house and said calmly: "I'm fine, what about Miss Liu'er?"

Yang Ning shook his head and said, "I'm fine, I'm sorry, it's my fault." ”

Li Zhicheng said seriously: "It's okay, it's just a few little thieves." ”

The middle-aged monk stretched out his hand to hold the red gourd that flew back upside down, and said with a smile: "How many little thieves? ”

The Rat Monk grinned, stretched out his hand and nodded, "How can this be fine, you are only one mid-stage and two early-stage ones, and our side is one late-stage and two mid-stage ones." ”

The sturdy monk carried the big knife on his shoulder in his right hand and said with a smile: "Hand over the Qiankun bag on your body, and I will spare you from death." ”

Hehe.

Li Zhicheng sneered: "Good dog guts, dare to grab something in front of my Li Zong." ”

Yang Ning sneered: "It's really a mouse's eyes, don't you know the White Tiger Golden Sword in your aunt's hand?"

Ji Ren raised the jade plate in his hand and said calmly: "Imperial Capital Academy enshrines, Ji Ling." ”

In the blink of an eye, the expressions of the three people opposite froze.

Who of them would have expected that one would be bigger than the other, and if they provoked Lizong, they could hide here, and if they provoked the White Tiger Family, they could run to Zhongtian County to hide, and then provoke the Imperial Capital Academy...... They're really.

The Rat Monk was startled and said in a panic: "No, what's going on, what should I do, big brother!?"

The sturdy monk's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said coldly: "Big brother, it seems that we have been remembered. ”

The middle-aged monk gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Kill people and sell more goods, on!"

In an instant, they launched an attack with a tacit understanding, the red gourd erupted with fire, the figure of the sturdy monk flickered, the big knife in his hand slashed with a round of force, the eyes of the rat-like monk moved in a confused and complicated manner, and the spirit wood sword in his hand stabbed at Ji Ren.

Li Zhicheng shouted: "Separate!" After finishing speaking, his right fist slammed into the ground, "Ground burial!"

In the blink of an eye, a radius of several hundred meters surged rapidly, vowing to swallow the three robbers into the earth.

Yang Ning and Ji Ren rushed to the left and right without hesitation, quickly attracting the monks who were using swords to chase after them separately.

The middle-aged monk didn't care about the red gourd, and hurriedly jumped upward, striking several magic decisions, "Zhu Rong's Fire, Red Flame Burning Sky!"

Puff puff –

The red gourd rose upwards and became larger, and the mouth of the gourd was aimed at Li Zhicheng, and a red gold flame shot out.

"Earthen walls. Li Zhicheng raised his left hand, and a wall of sand and earth quickly rose to block the flames, and he then melted into the ground, preparing to rush through the ground.

The flames from the red gourd burned through the sand wall in the blink of an eye, revealing the empty back.

The middle-aged monk's pupils shrank, and his divine sense quickly searched the heavens and the earth in Fang Yuan, "I found you!"

Shout!

Li Zhicheng rushed out of the ground under his feet, turned into a golden phantom and rushed up, and his right fist was golden and brilliant, "Found me, and then what?"

The middle-aged monk pressed down with his left hand, and with his right hand, he shot out two magic decisions, and a medium-grade spirit weapon protector instantly appeared and magnified a few zhang, "Spirit Shield!"

Bang!!!

The middle-aged monk flew into the sky with a spirit shield attached, and his expression seemed to be extremely shocked.

Qiang –

Yang Ning held his sword with both swords to block a slash from the sturdy monk, but she reluctantly took a few steps back, just because her strength was much smaller than that of her opponent.

"Give up, isn't it good to hand over the Qiankun bag honestly?" said the sturdy monk ruthlessly, and picked up the cold dagger and slashed it again.

Whew—

Yang Ning gritted his teeth and slashed with him, holding his sword and his hands couldn't help but tremble, and said angrily: "Impossible! Seeing that Miss Ben still didn't kneel down and beg, she dared to take my Qiankun bag!"

"yes, then you just wait to be hacked to death by me. The sturdy monk smiled mockingly, and raised his broadsword with both hands again.

Woooo

Ji Ren raised his hand and dozens of wind blades flew out, shouting, "Brother Li, it's speed!"

The Spirit Wood Long Sword in the Rat Sect's right hand danced quickly, quickly smashing the wind blade, and then swung out several sword lights with his backhand, rushing towards Ji Ren, "If you want to die quickly, then I'll fulfill you." ”

"Noise, sea of trees!" Ji Ren said speechlessly, slapping his right hand towards the roof under his feet.

In an instant, a circle of green appeared at the feet of everyone, the tender green buds soared wildly, and the tender trees almost grew in a blink of an eye.

Bang bang bang......

In front of the Rat Monk, a large tree was falling rapidly, but the empty environment around him made him cautious.

Where is the man, why can't the divine sense find him!?

Li Zhicheng landed on the tree, looked up at the middle-aged monk who was stepping on the air, and said provocatively: "Come again, let me see if you are strong or I am strong." ”

The middle-aged monk stared at him with a solemn face, held the red gourd that flew back with his left hand, and shouted, "Second brother and third brother, don't keep your hands!"

Bang......

A hundred zhang sword light slashed out quickly, instantly opening a large hole in the dense forest.

Yang Ning looked at the big quicksand knife mark beside her in a daze, she didn't expect that the sturdy monk would suddenly swing out a hundred zhang sword light, and she happened to be unable to react at that time......

Ji Ren said seriously: "Don't fight with him in close quarters, your White Tiger Family's long-range attack is not very strong, use your flexibility and his clumsiness to consume him." With that, he turned around and went to look for the rat monk.

Yang Ning turned his head to look at Ji Ren's back, and said in astonishment: "How is this possible, I don't even know when he is by my side." ”

The Rat Monk looked at him in astonishment, "How daring, you dare to save someone while you are fighting me." ”

"Be careful, it's my home here. Ji Ren landed on the big tree in front of him and smiled.

With a bang, a sword light flew over, and the big tree fell neatly and smoothly in two.

"How is this possible, what kind of secret technique can have such mystery!?" The Rat Sect's eyes widened in disbelief, and his divine sense frantically searched for Ji Ren's whereabouts, but he didn't find it at all.

Bang......

Yang Ning narrowly dodged the sword light, held the sword flower in his right hand and stabbed it, dozens of white buds, and shot out softly, "White Tiger sniffs flowers." ”

The sturdy monk wielded a large knife in both hands, quickly smashing these seemingly harmless buds, "What a terrifying flower. ”

"Zhu Rong's anger!" The middle-aged monk stepped on the spirit shield and quickly struck several magic decisions with both hands, pointing at Li Zhicheng.

The red gourd beside him was shocked, and it seemed to fall with the weight of ten thousand pounds, and the more it fell, it rose wider and wider.

Cluck.

"It's a pity, such a good high-grade spiritual weapon belongs to me. Li Zhicheng clenched his fists, and grabbed the red gourd with his left hand without any nervousness, "Heaven and earth town." ”

Buzz –

In the dark, a great momentum came, and the red gourd that fell from the crazy flames was fixed in the air in just a moment, and even the flames were the same.

"This, how is this possible!" the middle-aged monk blinked his eyes in shock, and the whole person looked at the red gourd as if he was in a dream.

"Get you on your way. Li Zhicheng looked angry, his legs bent slightly, and he jumped up, his right fist condensed the general trend of heaven and earth, and blasted towards the middle-aged monk, "Heaven and earth punch!"

"No, no, no, you can't kill me, I don't believe it, Spirit Shield!" the middle-aged monk flew back in fright, and raised his Spirit Shield in front of him.

Bang!!!

"Yes, then let's try it!" Li Zhicheng roared angrily, and blasted out a punch with all his might, the golden bright light shone to the extreme, and the spirit shield was shattered with one punch, and then a punch pierced the middle-aged monk's chest, shattering his heart into slag.

The fierce wind flew wildly, constantly pressing against the ground.

The surrounding trees were constantly overwhelmed and hung up, Li Zhicheng tore his left hand, and the wind quickly stopped.