Out of the Qingzhu auction, before Qianyu and the others left the city, there were two waves of people waiting for him on the street.

On one side was Zhu Sanba's men, and on the other side were Yuan Tong's men, and the two groups of people stood on one side, blocking Qianyu's way around him.

"Boy, hurry up and hand over the Purple Evil Dragon Stick. Zhu Sanzhu held a long stick in his hand and looked at Qianyu with an unkind face.

Although Yuan Tong did not speak, his eyes expressed the same meaning.

"Boss, leave the two of them to me. "Silly Qiang is not afraid of these two people.

Zhu Sanguo and Yuan Tong's cultivation is in the late stage of the Yuan Yin Realm, and the stupid and strong cultivation is in the middle of the Yuan Yin Realm, and the cultivation is not as good as the two of them, but his strength can compete with them.

"Don't do it yet, save some energy. Qianyu dissuaded in a low voice, then looked at Zhu Sanguo and Yuan Tong, and said, "I'm sorry, I've already given away the Purple Evil Dragon Stick." ”

"Give it away? Such a precious yuan skill, are you willing to give it away?" Zhu Sanguo obviously didn't believe what Qianyu said.

"Boy, quickly hand over the Purple Demon Dragon Stick, and I may be able to let you go. Yuan Tong said indifferently.

Qian Yu smiled and said, "Don't you believe it, I know that my cultivation is low, even if I buy the Purple Demon Disc Dragon Stick, I will definitely not be able to bring it out of Shacheng, and maybe I will be killed because of it." Although the grade of the Purple Disc Dragon Stick is high, it also has to be cultivated, if it is to cultivate the Yuan Technique, then even lose his life, then still cultivate a yarn? After two days of consideration, I decided to give the Purple Disc Dragon Stick to my new friend, King Qingpeng!"

"Hmph, a dying man, what's the use of you giving him Yuan Technique?" Hearing the name of King Qingpeng, Zhu Sanguo not only did not fear, but showed a sarcastic smile in the end.

"Boy, stop lying, obediently hand over the Purple Evil Dragon Stick, otherwise don't blame us for being ruthless. Yuan Tong took off the bamboo stick on his back, the dark yellow vitality began to surge, and he was ready to start.

"Are the two of you insisting on doing it?" Qianyu didn't want to do it, the news of the thousand-year-old dragon milk had leaked out, and I don't know how many cultivators came after hearing the news, they were all hiding in the shadows, and they could launch a surprise attack at any time. To cope with so many people, it is necessary to maintain sufficient physical strength.

But now it's time to do it!

"Silly strong, do it!"

Instead of passively defending, it is better to take the initiative to attack, Qianyu let out a low shout, and the vitality in the meridians ran quickly, enveloping the whole body, and then rushed towards the human hand behind Zhu Sanguo. Silly Qiang also clenched his fists at the same time and blasted towards Zhu Sanba.

"Give it all to me!"

Zhu San's stick flickered his wrist, and the stick on the black long stick shimmered, radiating with strong power fluctuations, and the people behind him were not easy to mess with, and the cultivation was all above the Guyuan Realm, and there was one person with the highest cultivation in the early stage of the Yuanyin Realm.

Qianyu fought with these people, and Silly Qiang fought with Zhu Sanguo, and unexpectedly, Yuan Tong did not make a move, but watched the battle from the sidelines.

"Yuantong, why don't you do it?" asked Zhu Sanguo and Silly Qiang as they fought each other.

Yuan Tong smiled and said, "The most important thing in the battle of cultivators is fairness. Our cultivation is far above theirs, and we can completely defeat one against two. If I join forces with you against the two of them, and the word spreads in the future, won't I be laughed at by others?"

"Phew!" Zhu Sanguo didn't believe Yuantong's explanation at all, "Yuantong, do you want to wait for us to fight and lose, and you can get the benefit of the fisherman?"

Yuan Tong smiled and remained silent. Silence usually means acquiescence.

"Bang!"

Zhu Sanguo was about to scold Yuan Tong a few words, but the stupid strong fist hit him like a storm, his stick technique was not weak, but under the attack of the stupid strong fist, he soon fell into a decline.

Zhu Sanguo didn't expect him to fall into a decline, the stupid strength surprised him, and when he was defeated and retreated, he could only sacrifice his Yuan Soul - the Manic Giant Whale!

A black giant whale the size of a hundred zhang formed behind Zhu Sanguo, bringing a heavy sense of oppression to the surrounding people, and the giant whale shook its head, bringing up a series of mist condensed by vitality.

"So quickly forced Zhu Sanstick to sacrifice the Yuan Soul, that kid has a bit of ability. Yuan Tong cast an admiring glance at Silly Qiang.

"Whale waves!"

Zhu Sanguo held the stick with both hands, the aqua blue vitality gathered above his head like a tide, his body and the soul behind him merged into one, and in an instant, the aura above his head condensed into a water blue giant whale with a size of three hundred zhang, which was soaring and attracted everyone's attention.

"Die!"

In the midst of the cheers, Zhu Sanzhu slashed down with a stick, and the giant whale of 300 zhang size covered the sky and the sun, and swept towards the stupid strong face door like a devastating and decaying face, the stupid strong face was fearless, his hands were clenched, and the green tendons on his arms burst out, using the greatest strength of the whole body, and blasting out with a punch!

"Boom!"

The earth-shattering explosion came from the streets, and all the houses within a kilometer of the vicinity were washed away, causing the owners of those houses to complain, and the ground in the center of the fight was also cracked, and Silly Qiang and Zhu Sanguo were all swept upside down by this powerful shock wave, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

After a while, Zhu Sanguo got up from a collapsed house, with no wounds on his body, but his face was a little bad. On the other side, Silly Qiang got up in embarrassment, and smiled at Qianyu: "Boss, I didn't ...... Poof!" Before he finished speaking, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and this time the fight was defeated.

"Silly strong!"

Qianyu immediately rushed over, hugged Silly Qiang, and at the same time took out a pill and stuffed it into Silly Qiang's mouth: "Take this." ”

After taking the pill, Silly Qiang's complexion did not improve, Qianyu's face was as ugly as Silly Qiang's, he fought with Zhu Sanguo's subordinates just now, and he did not take advantage, but fell behind. At present, they are stupidly defeated in the hands of Zhu Sanguo, and their situation is very bad.

"Boss, I'll hold them back, you go first. "Silly Qiang thought of a solution.

"What stupid are you talking about, how could I have left you and fled alone. "Qianyu is thinking of a way," the dead monk didn't know where he went, and he said that he would keep us safe, but so far I haven't even seen his figure. ”

The honest monk is sleeping comfortably on the bed of an inn in Shacheng at the moment, beside him, the boss's soft and plump carcass is close to his body, making him feel very happy, he just wants to hold the boss now and do something he loves to do, as for the matter of protecting Qianyu's safety, he has long forgotten about it.

If Qianyu knew that the honest monk was busy entangling with people at this time, he would probably be so angry that he would faint.

"Don't worry, none of you can escape today. Zhu Sanguo was very proud, beckoned his subordinates, and surrounded Qianyu and Silly Qiang.

"Drink!"

Silly Qiang suddenly made a move, blasted away a cultivator who surrounded them with a punch, and then rushed towards Zhu Sanguo.

"Look for death. Zhu Sanbang smiled fiercely, flicked his right hand, and the black long stick swept out violently, and before Silly Qiang could get close, the long stick had already fallen on his abdomen with heavy force.

"Peng!"

Silly Qiang's body flew out upside down and fell heavily to the ground, smashing a hole in the ground, and with a sweet throat, another mouthful of blood spit out.

"Boss, let's go!" snorted Silly.

Even if he could escape Zhu Sanguo's control, Yuan Tong was still watching from the sidelines and did not make a move. His Flower Shadow Butterfly Trail was indeed very fast, but his cultivation was only eightfold in the Solid Yuan Realm, and no matter how fast he was, it was impossible to be faster than the cultivators in the late stage of the Yuan Yin Realm.

"Boy, I'll give you one last chance. Hand over the Purple Disc Dragon Stick, and I can spare his life. Zhu Sanguo pointed at Silly Qiang's throat with the long stick in his hand, and looked at Qianyu with a sneer.

"Boss, don't believe his nonsense, even if you give him the Purple Evil Dragon Stick, he won't let us go!" Silly Qiang persuaded loudly.

"Okay, I promise you. Qianyu looked embarrassed, then nodded, took out the Purple Demon Disc Dragon Stick technique, and threw it at Zhu San Stick.