Feng Chime and Xiao Jing are indispensable parts of themselves, and the two of them are desperate for themselves, how can they abandon themselves from the beginning? Even if they have more women, the women in front of them will not abandon them at will.

After leaving his seat, Zhang Wen was about to go downstairs, and as soon as he reached the staircase, he heard the monk surnamed Wu snort coldly again! Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with his unreasonableness, and he was usually flattered too much, and he couldn't stand this kind of coldness.

Zhang Wencai didn't have the heart to be childish with this kind of junior, so he didn't know it, so he directly ignored these boring people and continued to walk downstairs.

At this time, the early Jindan monks beside Wu Kui saw that his senior brother had been ignored and was dissatisfied, but it was not good to shoot directly, for fear of losing face.

Isn't this my chance? Just to show Xiàn, kill the sharp spirit of this foundation building monk, that is, give the senior brother enough face, and increase his own value, not bad!

With a flick of the monk's fingers, the wine glass in his hand flew out and slammed heavily on the railing in front of Zhang Wen, steady and ruthless.

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A broken sound came out, and the entire railing was shattered, so that the guests present were stunned, and all their eyes focused on the broken railing, everyone knew that there must be a conflict.

Zhang Wen frowned slightly, and thought to himself: Fortunately, this guy only broke the railing, otherwise he would definitely not be able to spare him today, and he would definitely die.

In this situation, of course, it is difficult for me to kill people, the reasons are too far-fetched, I am not a crazy person who kills indiscriminately, forget it!

Zhang Wenzheng was thinking about forgiving these people, who would have thought that the tree wanted to be quiet and the wind did not stop, and a mid-stage Jindan monk next to him saw that he ignored it, and immediately changed color, flew towards him, and grabbed it like an eagle's claws and went straight to his own throat.

At this point, I can't help myself, even the mud bodhisattva has his own dignity, not to mention that he is still a "senior monk".

Zhang Wen's movements are not something that these people can figure out, raising his hand is the Lingbao Giant Sword, and when these people don't see what is happening, the battle is over.

The monks present all knew that Zhang Wen was going to be unlucky, and they were all complaining that Zhang Wen couldn't be a man and was young and vigorous. But when everyone's eyes flashed, they saw that the mid-stage Jindan monk had already been split in half, and he couldn't die anymore.

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Everyone present changed drastically, and subconsciously retracted their bodies, where did they not know that the person in front of them was a master, and they didn't even see how the other party killed someone, what is this not a master?

Wu Kui saw that his junior brother was angry with him, but he fell in the blink of an eye, and the whole person became stupid. What kind of rhythm is this? The wine glass in his hand kept trembling, but his body couldn't move even if he wanted to, and he was stupid!

Some timid monks who had never seen the world were even frightened and incontinent, and they were terrified! They all regarded Zhang Wen as a killing god.

It wasn't until Zhang Wen's figure disappeared on the second floor that these people woke up, Wu Kui subconsciously wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his eyes were terrified and looked very frightened.

At this time, I didn't care about losing face, so I quickly stood up and said to everyone: "Don't talk to anyone about today's events, let's leave now, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time!"

"Yes, yes!" those people had no backbone, and hurriedly agreed.

Zhang Wen looked at the ring of the mid-stage Jindan monk in his hand, and shook his head incessantly, he didn't have many poor rings, there were only a few thousand spirit stones in it, and there were not many herbs, and the pills were only two bottles of second-grade early-stage pills.

He took out two bottles of pills from inside, handed them to the shopkeeper, and then walked out of the restaurant by himself.

The guy didn't know what Zhang Wen gave, so he hurriedly handed it over to the shopkeeper, but the shopkeeper hadn't seen it either, although he knew that the things given by the immortal master must be precious, but he didn't cultivate the Tao and didn't know these things.

In the end, he had no choice but to hand it over to a monk in the early stage of foundation building, and this monk's eyes turned green after seeing the pill, this is a second-grade pill!

The monk quickly took out all his gold coins, hundreds of thousands, and stuffed them all into the shopkeeper. Only then did he happily leave.

And the store is even more happy, the two jade bottles have been exchanged for hundreds of thousands of gold coins, making money, making a lot of money!

Zhang Wen left the town and shook his head and there was no shadow, he was anxious! Feiyan Sect was still far away from here, how could he rest assured if he didn't speed up?

Zhang Wen was running fast in the air, even if there was a good scenery under his feet, he was not in the mood to watch, in a trance, he remembered the first time he saw the wind chimes in the waterhole, and the little girl was so ashamed that her face was flushed, crying and shouting to chase herself.

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In the Feiyan Sect, Xiao He's face was full of sadness, and he was discussing with the other two people in the council hall. In the center was a monk of the same age as Xiao He, and this person's aura was obviously the largest one here.

This person is the old sect master of the Feiyan Sect, Yu Zimu, who cultivated in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, and faintly showed signs of a breakthrough, the old man was still in retreat, ready to impact the late Yuan Infant period, but the sect was peeped at by others, and he had to go out of the mountain to preside over the overall situation.

There is another person in the drooping hand, who is also a Yuanying monk, but the realm is a little worse, this person is Xiao Jing's uncle Yu Tianlong, he is the contemporary sect master of the Feiyan Sect, at this time the sect was robbed by this, this new sect master can only ask his father to get an idea.

Yu Zimu said to everyone: "There is already a loophole in the big array of the Protector Sect in front of me, and it is definitely not a way to continue to close the mountain, those thieves who peep into the sect will definitely find a way to break the formation, and once these people are ready to go, our Feiyan Sect will really be in danger!"

Xiao He nodded and said, "Yes, we can't sit still like this anymore, once the enemy brews momentum, then the Feiyan Sect will be destroyed!"

"In-laws, can't you really contact Dancheng now? You dignified Dancheng elder, there is really no other way, this is a matter of life and death?" Yu Zimu's face was full of unwillingness, this Feiyan Sect is a great sect that has been inherited by the ancestors for an unknown number of years, how did it come to such a situation in his own generation?

"Hey!"

Xiao He sighed, he was even more aggrieved, the dignified Dancheng elder fell to the point of being trapped by others, who is not uncomfortable?

"Xiao Lin and I each have a communication bead to contact Dancheng, but they were intercepted a year and a half ago, otherwise do you think I want to suffer this kind of crime in your Feiyan Sect?"

"Hey, since this is the case, let's make plans in advance, open the mountain gate as soon as possible and fight with these people, even if there is no me in the future, or there is no Feiyan Sect, I can face the ancestors when I reach Yincao!"

Yu Zimu finally made a decision.