After a while, Xue Gang finally caught up with Ji Yingying and Lu Chen, but the strange thing was that at this moment, he didn't see the appearance of this woman's lack of spiritual power just now, Xue Gang sighed in his heart, these two people should have deliberately attracted themselves here.

Sure enough, two powerful auras suddenly appeared, sealing the retreat on Xue Gang's left and right, Xue Gang fixed his eyes and took a sharp breath, it turned out to be two seventh-order demon beasts, judging from the breath, their strength should be comparable to that of the late human Yuan Infant cultivators, or even stronger. What puzzled Xue Gang was how could a seventh-order demon beast listen to the words of a human to besiege him.

And Lu Chen took advantage of Xue Gang's distraction for a moment, and Ji Yingying sealed Xue Gang's retreat in front and back respectively, and the two of them and the two beasts had tightly surrounded Xue Gang in the center at this moment.

"Ji Daoyou, what do you mean by this, do you want to bully more with less?" Xue Gang looked at Ji Yingying coldly and asked.

"Xue Daoyou, you were the first to attack the two of us, and now you can't beat us, so you want to get out of the way, how can there be such a cheap thing in the world!" Lu Chen said in an unkind tone.

"What do you want?" asked Xue Gang.

"As long as you can win against me, Ying Ying, or any of the two demon beasts, we will let you go!" I opened a trading house called Xibao Pavilion, which is in its infancy, and is in urgent need of talents, if you lose, how about serving our Xibao Pavilion for three hundred years?" Lu Chen said.

"I can leave if I win, is this true?" Xue Gang's gaze scanned back and forth between Lu Chen and Ji Yingying several times, he wasn't sure if this was Lu Chen's personal intention or Ji Yingying's decision.

"I listen to him!" Ji Yingying said with a smile.

As soon as the words fell, Xue Gang looked at Lu Chen with a strange expression, this young monk would not be Ji Yingying's little white face.

"Ji Daoyou, we had a discussion just now, Xue asked himself if he was not your opponent, these two demon beasts, judging from the breath, I think that the strength is above the late Yuan Infant Monk, and I can't beat it, so I have to choose to ask this Jindan monk for advice!" Picking a soft persimmon pinch, Xue Gang made a decision to fight against Lu Chen almost instantly.

"Xue Daoyou, do you really want to challenge my family Lu Chen?" asked Ji Yingying with a smile.

"Yes, please also ask this Taoist friend for advice!" Looking at Ji Yingying's strange expression, Xue Gang's heart suddenly sudden, could it be that this young monk is more powerful than Ji Yingying, but he immediately denied this possibility, the other party is just a Jindan Great Perfection monk.

"Xue Daoyou, under Lu Chen, please advise!" Lu Chen said with a fist at Xue Gang.

Xue Gang returned the salute with his fists and began to operate the spiritual power in his body, and immediately, a coercion of the Great Cultivator in the middle of the Yuan Infant suddenly pressed.

Lu Chen's expression was indifferent, his expression was calm, and he was not affected by this coercion in the slightest.

Seeing this, Xue Gang was slightly shocked, in the face of his own coercion, the other party was as if nothing happened. There is only one possibility, the opponent has a cultivation or strength that is not weaker than his own.

Xue Gang took a deep breath and put away his contempt.

"Smack!"

There was a tremor, and with Xue Gang's raising of his hand, the surrounding spiritual power crackled, and then a giant palm condensed in the void, and with the momentum of a thunderbolt, it rushed towards Lu Chen.

This palm, which contained a blow from Xue Gang's eighty percent strength, suddenly exploded, and if an ordinary Yuan Infant early stage monk fought hard, he would at least suffer a loss, or even be hit hard.

In the face of this thunderous and majestic blow, Lu Chen inhaled and concentrated, stood still, took out a magic talisman, and threw it forward violently, and the magic talisman fell into the air and immediately turned into a huge net, firmly netting Xue Gang's giant palm, unable to move.

Xue Gang was shocked, the first time he clashed, the other party was able to be equal to himself.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, Xue Gang's figure exploded, his speed increased greatly, and he slapped several palms towards Lu Chen in the air.

Lu Chen raised a few talismans again and laid several defensive light shields in front of him.

Xue Gang's spiritual power palm was once again dissolved by Lu Chen's several seventh-order talismans.

Ten rounds later, Xue Gang forced Lu Chen back hundreds of zhang, giving him a slight upper hand.

Twenty rounds later, Lu Chen sacrificed three seventh-order talismans with a power comparable to the middle of the Yuan Infant to fight back, regardless of whether they were up or down.

Fifty rounds later, the winner was evenly divided, and Xue Gang was a little impatient in his heart.

After a hundred rounds, the seventh-order talismans in the Lu Dust Storage Ring emerged one after another, attacking and defending freely.

After half a day, Lu Chen was calm, and his eyes were calm. On the contrary, it was Xue Gang, whose spiritual power consumption was huge, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.