Chapter 260: Provocation

"Hmph, of course, it's not the same fellow Daoist who is dissatisfied with the Tianmu Sect's occupation of the spiritual vein, but we are not the only one, in the past, we had to be vain and reckless because of their great strength, but now that we have the opportunity, we can contact other sect families......" Fu Biao said with a gloomy expression.

"Join forces with other sects?" Yue Tong stretched out his index finger and tapped lightly on the table in front of him, obviously, he was considering this suggestion from his junior brother.

"Senior brother, there is nothing to hesitate about, although if you contact other people, the benefits of this sect will be reduced, but who makes the Tianmu faction powerful, this sect cannot swallow it alone, but their thousands of years of accumulation are absolutely rich, enough for us to divide up, not to mention that within this radius of five hundred miles, this sect is the largest potential force in addition to the Tianmu faction, once the major event is successful, we can occupy the most abundant place for the aura, after dozens of hundreds of years, there are more disciples to advance to high-level monks, and this sect can be among the first-class sects in Youzhou, such a good opportunity for the lintel of the light gate, how can you miss it, at that time, senior brother, you can be famous in history." ......" Fu Biao still tirelessly persuaded.

"Okay, then do what the junior brother wants. Although Yue Tong was old, he couldn't withstand the temptation of the other party in the end: "Bet!"

"Senior brother, rest assured, we will definitely succeed. Fu Biao was overjoyed, and immediately patted his chest and promised: "Without further ado, let's leave here first." ”

"Good!"

The two of them went out of the welcome building, and were about to escape down the mountain, when suddenly a group of disciples of the Tianmu faction came over, led by a man who was about thirty years old, holding a command flag, and clasping his fists and saluting: "Yu Yang saw the seniors, in the lower is the deacon of our sect, just received the decree of the head of the master, some Xiaoxiao mixed into Tianmu Mountain, several uncles have rushed to deal with it, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, please seniors do not move around at will, just stay in the welcome building for the time being." When the matter is resolved tomorrow morning, we will naturally send all the seniors down the mountain. ”

Although he said this tactfully, the faces of the monks sent abroad had changed, and Fu Biao sneered and provoked: "What do you mean by this, you want to put us under house arrest?"

"Don't dare, don't dare. How can the younger generation have this intention, just according to the decree of the real person in charge, please stay for the time being. Yu Yang was startled, and hurriedly explained with an anxious expression.

But Fu Biao had a ghost in his heart, so he naturally deliberately made the scene chaotic: "It's a nice word, let's stay for the time being, and dare to say that it's not house arrest, no matter how powerful your Tianmu faction is, you can't do whatever you want." Even a cultivator in the foundation building period dared to talk to us like this. ”

The voice has not fallen, and the right hand has become a claw. Fiercely like he grabbed it.

Yu Yang's face turned pale. Naturally, I don't dare to hard-connect. Floated backwards. At the same time, he raised the ground command flag in his hand: "Array." Stop him!"

Suddenly. All kinds of strange lights rose into the sky. The disciples of the Tianmu Sect each released their own earth spirit weapons. Although they only have a foundation building period. But together. Lay out a set of offensive and defensive ground formations. The power is not to be humiliated. The banner is forbidden. Rather, it refers to the disciples of the same sect who have undergone long-term training. Grind in. So as to form a mutual aid in offense and defense.

It's a bit like the formation used by many people in secular martial arts when fighting. For example, the Shaolin "Luohan Stick Formation". Wudang faction "True Martial Sword Lu Array" and so on.

Of course. Where the monks came out. The change is even more magical. It's also more powerful.

Fu Biao missed. There was a "huh" in his mouth. Seeing that many disciples of the foundation building period on the other side had already surrounded themselves in the middle. A grim look flashed on his face. Open your mouth. A sharp ray of light erupted.

The sharp mangs circled above his head. The brilliance dissipated. But it's a big sword. And yet its brilliance is sparkling. Extremely sharp. It's far from being comparable to ordinary earth spirit weapons.

"Magic weapon!"

Yu Yang's face changed, and he waved the spiritual weapon in his hand: "Junior disciples, be careful, everyone stand in their own positions, don't be broken by him." ”

"Hmph, a group of small foundation building period monks want to stop me, and they can't do it!"

After Fu Biao snorted coldly, he pointed at the magic weapon above his head, and suddenly the big knife was wrapped in a layer of green mang, and he slashed down like the other party......

Yue Tong naturally would not let his junior brother fight alone, took out a magic weapon in the shape of a ring ruler, and also joined the battle group.

However, soon, the two found that things were not as simple as they imagined, although with their own cultivation in the Ning Dan period, there was no problem in winning, but in the face of the dozens of foundation building period monks who joined forces to set up the formation, it would take a few minutes to defeat the other party, but don't forget, this is the territory of Tianmu Mountain, and more disciples of the sect are coming from all directions.

As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands, and a good man can't stand up to a lot of people, no matter how arrogant Fu Biao is, he also knows that it is not good for him to delay the road, in case the elders of Mushan finish handling the affairs and rush here......

"Fellow Daoists, are you ready to sit idly by, let the Tianmu Sect do whatever they want, and manipulate themselves......" Fu Biao's tongue bloomed, wanting to drag other Condensing Dan Stage monks into the water.

However, the effect is not great, most people are cold-eyed, now the situation is not clear, it is not wise to make a decision rashly, you must know, can be condensed into a golden pill, which of these guys has not lived for dozens or hundreds of years, people are old and fine, but not so easy to be deceived.

Only two people joined the battle group, but whether they were bewitched by Fu Biao, or whether they had some ulterior motives, are still two opinions......

But no matter what, after having two more allies, the four Ning Dan Stage cultivators joined forces, and it was not something that dozens of Foundation Building Stage disciples could block in formation.

Yu Yang, as the leader, stood outside the formation with the order flag in his hand, but the expression on his face became more and more ugly, suddenly, he raised his hand, took out a blank talisman, lowered his head and hurriedly said something, and then raised his hand, the transmission note turned into a flame and disappeared into the night sky.

But at this moment, the dead wood real person and a few junior disciples were flying away like a strange medicine valley, and suddenly a transmission note flew over, Ning Yufan stretched out his hand and made a move, and he took it in his palm, and after sinking into his divine sense, his face became very ugly.

"Senior Brother Ning, what's wrong?"

Ning Yufan didn't answer, but threw the transmission note in the middle of everyone, and several Ning Dan stage masters each used their divine senses to check it.

"Damn, the two guys from the Snow Shadow Gate are so bold, I'm going to take them down. "It was the mighty-looking man who spoke.

"Senior Brother Lu, don't come nonsense. Deadwood Zhenren groaned for a moment: "Senior Brother Ning, let's go and have a look!"

"Yes, Senior Brother Chief. Ning Yufan nodded, turned into a ray of light, and walked towards the welcome building.