Jian Ruochen also found that something was wrong, not from Fan Angui, but from the perspective of driving - the co-pilot did not have a seat belt.

This is still a ride, according to the extent to which this brick can be expanded, and her ability to control it, it can be doubled.

By herself, one square meter is enough, but now it is about four square meters, and the spiritual power consumed is twice as much as the original, and this consumption can withstand it, and it will be doubled...... It's strange, why do you want to be a driver for someone else?

Jian Ruochen felt that his thoughts were very funny, could it be that he became a monk, and his thoughts had changed.

The two of them stood side by side and didn't say a word, which was embarrassing in itself, but the two of them had their own thoughts, and they didn't notice it.

Not long after, there was a wind in the distance flying towards this side, as if it was passing by, leaving far away, and there was no human figure in the wind.

When the third wind also appeared far away and left, the two knew that it was aimed at them.

Jian Ruochen and Fan Angui left the Heavenly Dao Sect that day, and the treasure ship of the Medicine King Valley was on board, and there was Zhao Chunqiu, a monk on board, so naturally no one wanted to intercept it.

But Jian Ruochen wouldn't always stay in the Medicine King Valley, especially when the foundation building monk entered the imperial city.

As long as there is a heart, you can judge the time when Jian Ruochen built the foundation, and few people thought that Jian Ruochen was going to the Medicine King Valley to build a foundation, thinking that Jian Ruochen went to the Medicine King Valley for her Qi cultivators, and she must return to the Heavenly Dao Sect when building the foundation.

In this way, on the road back to the Heavenly Dao Sect in the Medicine King Valley, there were monks patrolling from time to time, and not all of them were from the Sword Sect, and there were many people who wanted to take advantage of the fire to rob.

In such a short time, three groups of monks left, and Fan Angui was a little breathless. But looking at Jian Ruochen's calm and relaxed, he couldn't understand it.

"You're not worried?" asked Fan Angui.

"Is it useful to worry?" Jian Ruochen's answer was very reassuring.

A city appeared in front of him, but Jian Ruochen manipulated the bricks to avoid the city and continued to fly.

"There will be no monks in the later stages of foundation. Jian Ruochen seemed to be reassuring Fan Angui.

"You are richer than the monks of the later stage of the foundation. Fan Angui retorted.

"Possibly. Jian Ruochen nodded, "But I have a protective jade talisman, I can run if I can't beat it, and my bricks are fast." ”

Fan Angui looked at the bricks under his feet and said suspiciously, "Are you sure you have enough spiritual power to support the two of us to run?"

Jian Ruochen said sincerely: "I want to fight first, the kind that doesn't have to be responsible for being killed, you know that my hands have been itching for a long time." ”

"Did you mean it?" Fan Angui said, referring to the return journey.

No monk will target him, even if he is the third son of the Heavenly Dao Sect, well, it should be said that even if he is the third son of the Heavenly Dao Sect.

Because of the identity of the third prince, offending the Heavenly Dao Sect is worth the loss, and even if it is the third prince, there is nothing to grab, and Zheng Guo is still more or less Lang Lang.

"Nope. Jian Ruochen denied it in a righteous manner, but then said: "I just never run away." ”

It's ...... People have nothing to say, they are all standing on the same flying magic machine, and they can't say anything if they want to.

The next flight was simply smooth sailing, Fan Angui was apprehensive after all, but he also knew that his spiritual power was the main thing.

Finally, as they flew over a mountain peak, five monks lined up in the distance ahead.

Jian Ruochen manipulated the bricks to slow down, signaling that everything should be dealt with by Fan Angui, Fan Angui naturally put up the shelf of the third prince, the two sides approached, and it could be seen that it was a Sword Sect monk on the costume.

In the middle is a mid-foundation monk, with a heavy sword diagonally behind him, his face full of arrogance, and two early-stage foundation building monks on the left and right, both of whom are carrying heavy swords.

This battle is quite worthy of Jian Ruochen.

But I'm afraid that this battle is also against the third son, Fan Angui.

The brick stopped a hundred meters away, Fan Angui raised his eyes to see that there was no one on the other side, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be a Taoist friend of the Sword Sect, a good dog is not in the way, what are a few Taoist friends doing in the way?"

Anyway, there is going to be a fight, and Fan Angui refuses to even eat the loss of his tongue.

Also, as a gentleman, you can't suffer a loss with your tongue.

"The third prince can do his own thing, as long as this Fairy Jian stays. "The monk in the middle stage of heavy sword foundation building is extremely well-cultivated, and he ignored Fan Angui's provocation, but he was also slightly surprised that Jian Ruochen actually built the foundation.

"Yo, let my third son take a look, one mid-foundation building monk, four early foundation building monks, tsk, such a big battle, I don't dare to stay, yes, let the dog stop the way, let's go." ”

Fan Angui said, Jian Ruochen had already cooperated with the manipulation of the bricks and moved slightly to the right, and the mid-stage foundation building monk of the Sword Sect snorted: "If the third prince doesn't want to go by himself, then stay together." ”

As he spoke, he drew his backhand and drew his backsword. As if agreed, the other four also drew their heavy swords.

The Sword Sect monk cultivates the way of the sword, the higher the cultivation, the longer and heavier the heavy sword in his hand, from the heavy sword in the hands of the five people in front of him, you can see their strength, among the four early foundation building monks, there is a heavy sword in the hand of the early foundation building monk, which is on par with the heavy sword of the middle foundation building monk.

Fan Angui's expression tightened, the flying sword appeared in front of him, the cold air was pressing, several people on the opposite side looked at the flying sword, and suddenly laughed, and a monk sneered: "It is said that the monks of the Heavenly Dao Sect are poor, but this time I can see it with my own eyes, and the third prince of the dignified hall still has only one low-grade flying sword." ”

The other person also pouted and said: "Hey, this Fairy Jian can be famously rich, hey, you see that they don't even have a serious flying sword, what is this thing that they are stepping on?"

"Maybe they've all bought protective weapons, come on, let's try it, and see who splits the turtle shell they are protecting first. The other said even more unscrupulously.

"Which one are you dealing with?" Fan Angui asked Jian Ruochen sideways.

Jian Ruochen raised his head and said, "The one in the middle belongs to you, and the rest belongs to me." ”

Fan Angui was surprised, and heard the last early foundation building monk on the opposite side laugh and said, "Okay, Fairy Jian, let the four of us serve you well." ”

These words, Chiguo Guo was humiliated, Rao is Jian Ruochen has always been calm, and he can't help but show his killing intent.

Fan Angui also changed color, pointed his finger, and the person opened away from the bricks, but the flying sword was slashed towards the monk who was not inferior to the exit.

The mid-foundation building monk smiled coldly and said, "The third prince is in the middle of foundation building, bullying a foundation building monk is not a loss of identity. ”

With both hands, the heavy sword slashed at the waist, and several meters of sword qi flew out from the heavy sword, blocking the flying sword, and as soon as the two of them fought, the other four immediately besieged Jian Ruochen.

The four heavy swords were raised high, one slashed down on the head, the other two slashed left and right, and one slashed at Jian Ruochen's feet, and he actually sealed Jian Ruochen's front and back, left and right as soon as he shot out.