"Huh, pretending? Could it be that the other party is a barbarian female cultivator?"

"Haha...... , Daoyou, we are all in a group, so why hide it, I came here to kill the three Shang monks, I don't know if you are interested in cooperating, how about we complete the task together?" Ye Qinglang laughed.

This is to let the other party relax their vigilance, and in the conversation, Ye Qing can analyze a lot of information.

After the man in black showed his true voice in a hurry, he suddenly became a little nervous, because this is the territory of the Shang Kingdom, and if there are other monks again, it is likely that there are many monks in the Shang Kingdom.

If other monks appear, they will inevitably have to fight, and then she, the real monk of the Wulu Kingdom, will be in danger.

"You little thief, you speak in a smooth tone, you must be a monk of the Shang Kingdom. Suddenly revealing a female voice, the man in black no longer concealed it, and said in a real voice.

Listening to the voice to distinguish people, although the voice was scolding Ye Qing, it sounded clear and moving, Ye Qing concluded that under the black gauze hat, she must be a beauty.

"Eldest sister, you really misunderstood, I am really a monk of the Wulu Kingdom, this dress was only changed yesterday, if you don't believe it, I will take off this clothes and put on our barbarian clothes to show you!" Ye Qing said that he wanted to take off his clothes.

"Rogue ...... , I won't believe anything you say, look at the tricks. The black-clothed nun held a sharp sword and attacked Ye Qing.

"Wait, stop !!" Ye Qing stood upright with both palms, stopping the black-clothed female cultivator from making a move.

"Are you sure you want to do it?"

"Nonsense, how can anyone call himself a barbarian, you are exposed. ”

......

Immediately, there was a burst of swords and swords, fists and feet.

"Fellow Daoist, I don't want to hurt you, I just want to ask my fellow Daoists about something, you don't have to work so hard!" Ye Qing almost hit the trick several times, and couldn't help but be angry.

The man in black was only a third-layer foundation building cultivator, in Ye Qing's eyes, the Jindan monks could resist, and the foundation building monks were no longer in their eyes.

The man in black didn't talk, but intensified his attack.

"Hmph! Ye Qing was about to do his best to solve this female cultivator, when suddenly two figures escaped from the town and came towards where Ye Qing and the others were.

The black-clothed female cultivator was a monk of the Wulu Kingdom, and when she saw someone coming, she couldn't help but curse, and then got rid of Ye Qing and hurriedly left.

"Hey, beauty, don't go! I haven't told you my name yet! My name is Wei Xiaobao, I don't know the girl's name?......" Ye Qing shouted in the direction of the black-clothed female cultivator Edgeworth.

"Cow ......"

"Oh! So the girl's surname is Liu?"

In the distance, the black-clothed figure stumbled and almost fell. ”

......

"How is it, little brother, are you alright? After the woman in black left, the two little monks who came from the sword saw that Ye Qing was dressed as a swordsman from the Shang Kingdom, and asked kindly.

The two were dressed in green clothes and dressed in the same attire, as if they were from the same sect.

"It's okay, this barbarian nun is too cunning, the next time I see her, I must peel her and cramp. ”

"It's okay, I don't know what sect you come from, little brother?" asked a male cultivator in Tsing Yi.

"Oh, I'm from Shenlong Island. Ye Qing said nonsense.

Since Ye Qing had changed his name and surname, he naturally didn't want to say that he was a Qingyanmen monk anymore.

"Shenlong Island, Daoist friends from the East China Sea?"

"Yes. ”

"Since it's all right, then my brother will take his leave. ”

Ye Qing lied, his face was not red, and he made up a story.

"Farewell, farewell!" Ye Qing didn't want to contact the Shang Monk too much, in case Yan Feng chased after him, it would still be a bit dangerous to hear his news.

The two male cultivators glanced at each other and offered their flying swords, looking like they were about to fly.

Suddenly, the flying sword suddenly changed direction, and with both swords in hand, it rushed straight at Ye Qing.

To strangers, how could Ye Qing not be a little guarded.

I saw him retreat suddenly, shouting in his mouth: "Why are these two Taoist friends?"

These two people built five layers of foundation and one built three layers of foundation, and they were obviously higher than Ye Qing's cultivation, thinking that killing Ye Qing was easy to capture.

"Hmph, kill you! Do you think that the two of us have worked hard all the way to care about your battle with the barbarian monks? haha...... It's ridiculous. ”

"Big brother, don't talk nonsense, this place is very close to the city, if this son still has a companion, then it will be troublesome, quickly solve this person. ”

"Good. ”

After speaking, he rushed towards Ye Qing again.

"M's, look at Lao Tzu one by one, it's easy to bully, right!"

These two angered Ye Qing.

For a while, the three of them fought together again, also holding swords.

"This person is so powerful, could it be that the Dharma Body is resting?" the two of them were secretly shocked in their hearts.

These two people wanted to kill people and seize treasures, but they didn't expect Ye Qing to be an iron plate.

Most of the people who came from the sea area were not strong in their exercises, and they had a lot of treasures on their bodies.

Besides, Ye Qing obviously only has a foundation building layer of cultivation, and it seems that he is indeed a foundation building monk who can be slaughtered by others.

In an instant's negligence, one of them was grabbed by Ye Qing's wrist, and under Ye Qing's strong force, that person couldn't break free at all.

Ye Qing saw that the opportunity could not be missed, this was so close, and he suddenly kicked at the opponent's lower abdomen, that place was where the sea of qi was, and the monk would generally be injured if he was hit.

Sure enough, the monk in green clothes was kicked out a few feet away, and suddenly a burst of blood churned, and he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell heavily to the ground like a dead dog.

"Die!" Ye Qing showed no mercy, and the sharp sword in his hand came out like a meteor, and went straight into the heart of the monk in green clothes.

"Brother Yan, Brother Yan?" shouted the other man, trying to get closer to the person who called Brother Yan.

But at this time, the monk with the sword in his chest tilted his head and died!

"Boy, count yourself ruthless, you wait and see. The living monk in Tsing Yi knew that Ye Qing's Dharma Body was double cultivated, and he would most likely lose to Ye Qing if he fought down, so after saying a cruel word, he hurriedly left.

"Damn, Lao Tzu is waiting for you, you must come to me! Ye Qing shouted at the fleeing back.

I saw the Tsing Yi monk walking with the sword in the distance suddenly swayed for a while, and almost fell off the flying sword.

"Hahaha......" Ye Qing laughed, he couldn't win this punch and kick, so he had to run away, and put a few cruel words before leaving, this is not the style of the old boy!

Ye Qing has seen a lot of this kind of thing.

Ye Qing walked slowly to the corpse of the monk in green clothes, took off the sword that was still inserted in his chest, and took a closer look at this person's appearance.

After a while, he picked up the other party's magic weapon and ripped off the storage bag on the other party's waist.

"Huh! That's good! This kid is quite wealthy!" Ye Qing wiped the mark left by the other party's divine consciousness from the storage bag and looked at the contents of the storage bag.

In the storage bags, there were more than 3,000 lower-grade spirit stones, as well as four or five storage bags, which contained all kinds of materials, and it was obvious that these storage bags were obtained from killing people and looting treasures before.

A fireball was thrown, and the corpse simmered, and soon all that was left was a puddle of ashes.

Ye Qing swaggered back to the town and meditated quietly all night.

Early the next morning, the caravan was ready to go, and the bodyguard warriors were also assembled one by one.

Ye Qing was dressed in sackcloth, wearing a hat, carrying a saber at his waist, and looking like a martial arts knight, walking slowly towards the assembly place.

Leaving too early, it was indeed a bit disturbing to the dream, and besides, Ye Qing had the habit of lying in bed, but he was forced by Emperor Shakti's chatter, so Ye Qing got up and rushed over.