Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Power of One Word
Falling Cloud City.
It is the largest city in the 100,000 mountains where the only sect is located, the mountains are full of spiritual energy, and they are very rich by the mountains and rivers.
There are no mortals in Luoyun City, only monks, and there is a large number of people floating every day, and disciples of several major sects in the vicinity often come here to have fun.
There are many shops and temporary markets opened by monks, which sell some Taoist methods and spiritual artifacts that are useless to other monks, so many people come here to trade.
The biggest force in Luoyun City is the City Lord's Mansion, and the City Lord is a Jindan monk, although it is nothing in the eyes of a big sect like the Solipsist Sect, but for a small sect, it is already a very strong strength, almost equivalent to the realm of the master of a sect.
In the past few decades, Luoyun City has been stable and prosperous, and the monks need such a place to communicate and trade, so no one has destroyed it.
In front of the city gate, only a few soldiers were guarding, allowing the monks of various sects to pass.
Because the disciples of several nearby sects are relatively easy to recognize, they can see which sect they belong to at a glance, so there is no need to check, and there are not so many rules in Luoyun City.
When Wang Ran arrived, it was noon, and many monks could be seen coming in and out.
At the same time, there are also some Tianjiao Junjie of other sects, and when they occasionally appear, they will attract the attention of many ordinary monks.
For example, at this moment, there was a young man in blue walking with a haughty face, and many people were pointing fingers.
"Isn't this the high cold of the Liuyun Sect?"
"I heard that this son is the first day of the Liuyun Sect, and he is a six-star foundation. ”
"Six stars, no wonder you're so arrogant!"
"He is now the treasure of the Liuyun Sect, so he is naturally arrogant. ”
"I'm so envious of these days. ”
“......”
The Liuyun Sect is a medium-sized sect, although it cannot be compared with a behemoth like the Solipsist Sect, but in the eyes of ordinary monks, it is still unattainable.
Wang Ran stood in the crowd and glanced at the man, there was nothing powerful, he built the foundation with the six-star Dao method, although he could also enter the ranks of Tianjiao in the Weihe Sect, but he could only rank in the middle of the stream, and there were too many people who were stronger than him.
Ignoring this person, Wang Ran planned to continue walking, but at this time, a long rainbow suddenly flew not far away, the speed was extremely fast, and it disappeared in a flash, revealing the figure inside after a while.
I saw that this person was wearing a familiar purple and white robe, with a hint of gloom on his face, and as soon as he appeared, the scene was silent for a second.
"This dress...... This is the inner door of the Solipsist Sect!"
"I know him, he's the Northern Spirit!"
"Oh my God, the Northern Spirit, the Northern Spirit, who built the foundation of the Seven Star Dao Method?"
"The Tianjiao of the Great Sect is really not comparable to the likes of the Liuyun Sect. ”
Hearing everyone's discussions, Wang Ran was also stunned, but he didn't expect to see Bei Minglie here.
Since the last time Bei Yinglie was sent to the wall of the Beast Mountain by Feng Yazi, Wang Ran had never seen this person again.
I didn't expect to see you here again today.
As soon as the Northern Darkness appeared, it obviously shocked everyone, and the previous Liuyun Sect Tianjiao Gao Han also showed a respectful expression, not daring to be presumptuous.
Several soldiers defending the city around also hurriedly clasped their fists and bowed, making way for a large road.
Sogo Sect, that is an existence that they absolutely can't afford to provoke in Luoyun City.
Bei Minglie looked proud and walked out, but the next moment, his expression changed slightly, because there was a figure in front of him and did not give way to him.
The monks all looked around, and then gloated.
"Who is this idiot? He doesn't even know the Tianjiao of the Solipsist Sect?"
"He even dares to stand in front of Bei Yinglie, isn't he afraid that tomorrow he will be in a different place?"
"It's not long-sighted. ”
"Looking at his clothes, it doesn't seem to be a disciple of any sect. ”
"Could it be that you can't do it?"
"Hehe, there's a good show to watch now!"
One by one, the nearby monks crossed their arms and sneered, all waiting to see the joke.
Bei Yinglie also frowned slightly, a little displeased with the strange-shaped monk in front of him.
Before Bei Yinglie could speak, a Solipsist disciple who followed him had already stepped forward.
"Boy, this is our only sect Tianjiao disciple Bei Yinglie, you know each other, hurry up and get out of the way!"
Ahead, a funny smile suddenly appeared on the corner of the strange monk's mouth, and he turned around and said lightly: "Oh?
Hearing this, the corners of Bei Minglie's eyes narrowed, and the displeasure in his eyes was even worse.
Seeing this, the dog leg beside him knew that the opportunity to perform had come, so he immediately stepped out and shouted: "Blind your dog eyes, I don't even know Senior Brother Bei, I have to teach you a good lesson today!"
With that, the man stepped out and slammed his fist into the strange monk's face.
The strange-shaped monk was naturally Wang Ran, he looked at the rapidly enlarged fist in front of him, his eyebrows were also black, and the next moment two fingers suddenly stretched out, holding the disciple's fist firmly in the air.
The disciple who punched out couldn't even move an inch, and even sweat began to appear on his face, but Wang Ran, on the other hand, didn't move at all, as if what was in front of him was not a monk, but an inconsequential fly.
The scene fell silent in an instant.
Bei Yinglie's pupils shrank slightly at this moment, he, a dog-legged, is also an inner disciple, and his strength has reached the fifth level of foundation building, and this punch is definitely not trivial.
But I didn't expect to be caught by the monk in front of me with two fingers!
Wang Ran didn't give them a chance to breathe, he saw that his eyes widened, and he only spit out a word lightly, but it was like thunder.
"Get out!"
After this word fell, a layer of invisible aura swept out of his body, and this momentum was so strong that it was like the arrival of an emperor and the appearance of a hegemon, instantly enveloping the audience.
Many disciples with lowly cultivation only felt that their eyes were dark, their minds were buzzing, and the next moment they fainted.
And some of the monks who had passed the fourth floor of the foundation were also weak in their legs, and their whole bodies were covered in cold sweat.
Not to mention the disciple standing in front of Wang Ran, he received the strongest impact, although he was not unconscious at the moment, he also lost his strength all over his body, and fell to his knees with a pop.
Bei Minglie's face also stiffened, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, obviously also affected.
The scene was completely silent, silent, and everyone trembled under Wang Ran's overlord aura.
Wang Ran snorted slightly, turned around and left, the pace was not fast, but no one dared to speak.
It wasn't until his back disappeared from sight that the people recovered and began to gasp for air.
"Who is this person!
"At that moment, I felt as if I was being targeted by a wild beast. ”
"Even Senior Brother Gao Han of the Flowing Cloud Sect is weakening his legs!"
"Don't talk about the high cold, you look at the Northern Soul Lie of the Sowo Sect, didn't you dare to speak out in fear just now!"
Everyone began to talk in a whisper, and they were all shocked by Wang Ran's hand just now.
Bei Minglie was also stunned for a long time, and then gradually swallowed his saliva.
"Just one word, there is such power, this person's cultivation is impossible for me to see through, I'm afraid the lowest is a Jindan monk. Bei Minglie's heart shook, and then his eyes lit up again, "However, the gas he used just now should be an attack method, if I can learn it, maybe I can deal with Wang Ran......"
Bei Minglie's eyes flickered, and he unexpectedly revealed a rare trace of fiery and ...... Esteemed!