The Devil's Storm Rises Chapter 51: The Town Storm (I)

Fengyuan Town is surrounded by mountains on three sides, facing the water on one side, it is a small town with beautiful scenery, dozens of miles away from Xiangzhou, very remote. Because of this, it has become a major place for monks to trade underground, and Li Han and the three of them are standing outside the town, but they are not as lively as they imagined.

The three of them came to the town and walked to the front of the Xiangjun Tower.

Lan Wanting lives in Qiongming Mountain all the year round, and asked curiously: "This Xiangjun Building has made a big business, and there are even branches in such a remote place!"

Li Han smiled and said: "Speaking of which, this thousand-year-old Xiangjun Building is a bit mysterious, as the first trading house in the Qiyun Mountain Range, no one knows the person in charge, and I can't help but have some doubts, is there a person in charge?"

Lan Wanting was a little puzzled: "What do you mean by this?"

Li Han said slowly: "Hehe, it's just a guess below, please think about it, to run such a huge business house, it is by no means something that can be done by one person, and Xiangjun Building can not fall for a thousand years, I'm afraid there is another hidden secret!"

"Could it be that Daoyou already has a clue?" Lan Wanting no longer treated Li Han like before, and she couldn't help but admire his intelligence in her heart.

Li Han smiled: "Even if there are some traces, I don't dare to take a closer look at them, and this matter has nothing to do with what I am planning, so I don't have to think about it." ”

Lan Wanting nodded and looked at Tang Chenglin between the two: "Senior brother, what's wrong?"

Tang Chenglin looked around: "I don't know why, from the moment I stepped into Fengyuan Town, I felt that something was wrong, the demon attack had passed, it was the time when trade was booming, but the atmosphere in this town was a little gloomy, which really made me uncomfortable." ”

After hearing this, Li Han also looked around, but his cultivation was not as good as Tang Chenglin's, and he didn't find anything wrong. But he still wrote down Tang Chenglin's words, and kept thinking about the information of Fengyuan Town in his mind.

Lan Wanting hurriedly said: "Then let's leave here after we finish our work, I really don't like such a remote place." ”

The three of them walked into the building, and a middle-aged man immediately stepped forward: "A few Taoist friends, welcome to Xiangjun Building, what can you do next?"

"Is there pure iron or the same dark iron?" Tang Chenglin asked straight to the point.

The shopkeeper pondered for a while and said, "The pure iron is gone, but the small shop is a little away from the tin iron, I don't know if it can get into the eyes of Taoist friends?"

"Trouble the shopkeeper to take a look. Tang Chenglin hurriedly said, this was his surprise, although it was a little worse than the tin iron grade, but it was already good in such a remote place.

"Fellow Daoist, wait a minute. The shopkeeper turned and entered another room, and the three of them sat down and waited, chatting casually.

Li Han couldn't help but say: "In less than two years, it is the time of the Autumn Ancestor Festival, a centennial event, presumably the Taoist friends are here to show their style at the martial arts competition, right?"

Tang Chenglin smiled lightly: "I don't expect much, it's just that when the masters of all the sects gather together, anyone will want to do something, right?"

"If I can solve the hunt of Shuangquanzhuang, I naturally don't mind participating. Li Han said lightly, and the two of them couldn't help but feel a little sorry in their hearts when they heard it, such things are not easy to talk about.

"It is said that Qiongming Mountain is a great sword sect, and the Duan Great Elder has extraordinary swordsmanship, what do you two think?" Li Han suddenly mentioned Duan Changshuo.

Lan Wanting smiled lightly: "Who did Li Daoyou say this, Elder Duan's swordsmanship is not one of the best, but Elder Mu's swordsmanship is good, by the way, there is also Elder Qian, who is in retreat, the two of them can be regarded as my swordsmanship double masters of Qiongming Mountain!"

"I see, thank you for your advice!" Li Han nodded, the suspicion of Duan Changshuo in his heart was reduced, although they were all cultivators in the early stage of the Heavenly Void Realm, but if they were really right, Yuan Xi would not lose to the middle stage. He doesn't know much about these two people, Elder Qian Da has traveled around all year round, and Mu Quan has only become famous in the past two or three hundred years, and the previous information is blank, well, you can investigate it later.

At this moment, the shopkeeper also came over with a box: "This is the remaining tin iron in our store, please take a look." ”

Tang Chenglin opened the box with one hand, nodded and said, "That's right, it's from the tin iron, I want all of these." ”

The shopkeeper's face was full of joy: "1,300 medium-grade spirit stones, fellow Daoists, please." ”

Tang Chenglin was about to reach out and touch the storage bag, when he suddenly felt several breaths appear: "There is an ambush!"

While speaking, five or six gray-clothed men broke through the window, Tang Chenglin turned over and took out the Bai Ling sword and turned around and slashed, and a gray-clothed man held a scimitar to block the blow. The man in gray sneered, kicked Tang Chenglin away, the latter's body smashed through the doors and windows, and quickly controlled his body to stand on the ground, and the man in gray also flew over, slashing with all his might.

Tang Chenglin turned over and dodged, Bai Lingjian took off his hand, the gray-clothed man's cultivation was not bad, as soon as the scimitar was chopped, Bai Lingjian turned around and returned to Tang Chenglin's hands.

"Demon cultivator, why did the people from Xunfeng Island appear here?" Tang Chenglin said in surprise, the scimitar in the hand of the gray-clothed man was attached to the demonic qi, and on his gray clothes was the pattern of Xunfeng Island.

"I don't think there's any need to answer you, today is your death!" said the man in gray with a sneer, instantly slashing out a sword.

At this moment, Tang Chenglin is no longer where he used to be, Li Han and Lan Wanting are fighting with the remaining gray-clothed people ten zhang away, he has already felt Li Han's miasma and Lan Wanting's swordsmanship, and he must fight quickly!

Tang Chenglin flew up to dodge the sword, and cast several swords one after another, counting the time, more than ten swords and swords collided together, and for a while, the doors and windows of the attic were all destroyed, and countless cracks appeared on the floor, and there were potholes.

Although the terrain here is narrow, you still have to give it a try, Huang Tian Sword Shadow! Tang Chenglin thought in his heart, dozens of sharp sword shadows quickly swung out, intertwined and stabbed towards the gray-clothed man. The latter also felt the danger, and after dodging one after another, he put the scimitar in his hand on the ground once, and with a light drink, a rich demonic qi instantly burst out from his body, scattering most of the sword shadows.

Taking advantage of this gap, Tang Chenglin flew here, the man in gray could only move his body, and Bai Ling's sword stabbed in the shoulder of the man in gray, and he avoided the vital point.

The gray-clothed man's hand holding the scimitar suddenly turned, and the scimitar suddenly slashed towards Tang Chenglin, he wanted to take this opportunity to attack, but Tang Chenglin quickly retreated backwards, regardless of the Bai Ling sword stabbed in the gray-clothed man's shoulder.

Tang Chenglin's fingertips flashed with spiritual power, and Bai Lingjian flew back into his hand with a spirit, and then some of the remaining sword shadows suddenly gathered and slashed towards the gray-clothed man from all directions. The man in gray knew that he was not an opponent when Tang Chenglin used the Yellow Sky Sword Shadow, and his eyes were full of despair and unwillingness at this moment.

At this moment, a man in a green shirt appeared in front of the man in gray at some point, looking at the imposing sword shadow, he just stood in front of him with one hand, and the jade wrench finger in this person's hand quickly emitted a lot of demonic energy, but in a breath or two, a strange-shaped shield full of thorns was across the two of them. These sword shadows slashed at it, but they only reduced the demonic energy on this shield by a few points.

The man in the green shirt put away his shield and said with interest: "Interesting, I didn't expect such a master to be in such a remote town!" The man in gray behind him couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Tang Chenglin was speechless for a while: "Daoist friends are so cultivated, they actually say that they are masters in the Xia, are they sarcastic?" A cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the cultivation of the man in the green shirt was undisguised: The peak of the Concentration Realm! With his current strength, how could he deal with this person, he couldn't help but start thinking about running away.

The man in green shirt laughed dryly: "How come, I'm just a pity!"

At this time, Tang Chenglin suddenly heard a loud shout, it was Lan Wanting's voice, and it was very likely that she was in danger. Tang Chenglin couldn't help but be stunned, distracted, and the green-shirted man took this opportunity to step forward to attack. Tang Chenglin's Bai Ling sword slashed quickly, who knew that the figure of this green-shirted man was extremely ghostly, and a little afterimage was left, Tang Chenglin didn't have time to see this person's body clearly, he was blasted away by a punch and fell into the hall where Lan Wanting and Li Han were originally located.

The hall was in a mess, the shopkeeper had already fallen in a pool of blood, Li Han was fine, Lan Wanting's left hand was injured, the two were fighting with a few gray-clothed people, Tang Chenglin fell, and the two hurriedly distanced themselves from a few gray-clothed people.

Tang Chenglin took this opportunity to quickly slash out a few sword rays and force back a few gray-clothed people: "Go!"

The three of them hurriedly flew out of the building, but the man in the green shirt was extremely fast, and chased after the three of them in two breaths. At this time, a purple projectile appeared in front of the green-shirted man at some point, and suddenly burst open, and a rich miasma instantly gushed out, surrounding the green-shirted man.

The man in green shirt clenched his fist with one hand, and a stream of demonic qi swept straight out, scattering the miasma, and at this moment, the man in green shirt couldn't help frowning, he could no longer sense the breath of the three people.