Taking advantage of the fact that Ximen was rushing to sacrifice the aura shield, the little monk obviously felt that the power of the Spring and Autumn Pen was a little weaker.

"Who told you to offend my senior brother, and actually wanted to rob my senior brother of the Dingyan fruit. The little monk sneered in his heart, and said secretly, boy, you are waiting to be hunted down by the Five Lights Sect!

"Go back!" the little friar shouted, and his hands jerked. The high-grade magic weapon Spring and Autumn Pen was actually pushed upside down and flew out!

Seeing this scene, Ximen Zhuliu was so frightened that his handsome face was pale, and he was inexplicably frightened, and the spiritual power shield that had just been opened half stopped as well, and then, the aura was devoured, and Ximen Zhuliu opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

This is the most powerful disciple of the Five Lights Sect? Yuwen Zhouyuan snorted, it was simply terrible! If you have a magic weapon that is invalid, you should quickly change the magic weapon. Besides, even if the opponent's strength is too strong, you can run away if you can't beat it!

Before the other party attacked, he injured himself first, this kind of fighting quality is too poor, just like if you give a sheep sharp teeth and sharp claws, it will not dare to eat a wolf.

But no matter what, Yuwen Zhouyuan will never carry this black cauldron, although this Ximen chases it, he can't watch him die.

At this moment, there was movement on the field again, and when Simon was being devoured by his own spiritual power, the little monk's eyes flashed with contempt, and he strode forward, and came to him in the blink of an eye!

"Bang!" Simon was kicked and flew out, and the little monk stretched out his hand and pulled hard, snatching Simon's storage bag.

"Jiang Wuyan Ancestor's apprentice, but that's it!" the little monk snorted coldly, looking at the storage bag in his hand, and his heart was overjoyed.

The things here are always valuable, hehe, it's really cool today, I framed that kid, completed the task given to me by the master, and grabbed a storage bag with such a value, damn, I'm rich!

"The surname Simon, I will keep your life for the time being, you can go. There was uncontrollable excitement on the little monk's face, at the moment he just wanted to find a no-man's land, quickly refining the divine sense on the storage bag, and checking the harvest inside.

"Fellow Daoist, everything else in the bag can be given to you, but the ice and snow white bamboo was just photographed by my ancestor, if you take it, I can't explain it back to the sect. Simon sat crooked on the ground, pleading with a bitter face.

It's not ice and snow and white bamboo, Lao Tzu won't rob it! A sly smile appeared on the corner of the little monk's mouth, "The surname is Ximen, uncle, I am in a good mood to spare your life, you bargain with me! I tell you that this is what my senior brother asks for by name, and if you want to get it back, let your grandfather find my senior brother!"

After the little monk finished speaking, he laughed and said darkly, boy, although I can't kill you, but I have caused you a lot of trouble, maybe you don't know who framed you until you die!

"Fellow Daoist, admire, you are really a good plan to kill two birds with one stone!" Suddenly, a white light flashed, and Yuwen Zhouyuan appeared in the grove.

The little monk and Ximen Zhuliu were taken aback by the sudden appearance of Yuwen Zhuyuan, but the little monk still quickly calmed down and said with a smile: "Senior brother, you came just in time, why don't you help me kill this Ximen Zhuliu, and then we will find a place to divide the treasure." ”

This kid is a character, his mind turns fast enough, and he doesn't even blink an eye when he tells a lie.

Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled and looked at the panicked Ximen Zhuliu, then suddenly turned around and asked, "Little Daoyou, you keep claiming to be my senior brother, then do you know my name?"

"You, you ......" Wang Tianlin didn't know what Yuwen Zhouyuan's name was, and he was immediately asked.

"Say, there is a reward for speaking out!" Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't have a magic weapon, and walked towards the little monk step by step, he was still smiling faintly, but the murderous aura that could not be seen or touched made the little monk's heart cold.

"Senior brother, everyone knows the name, why bother saying it? I'll leave it to you here, I'll go first!" Before the little monk could make a move, he felt that he was not Yuwen Zhouyuan's opponent, so he wanted to slip away when he smeared oil on the soles of his feet.

"Want to go, it's not that easy, put the storage bag down!" Yuwen Juyuan said.

"You said let it go?" Wang Tianlin looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan sarcastically, and said in his heart, when it comes to the things in the hands of the master, there is no reason to make a move!

"Then don't blame me Cheng Haifeng for being unkind!" Yuwen Zhouyuan shouted.

"Cut, I can't beat you, I won't escape, do you think I'm a wreck surnamed Ximen?" The kid laughed, raised his hand and took out a soil escape talisman, even if he couldn't frame the arrogant boy this time, he grabbed the storage bag and sent it. Just a piece of ice and snow white bamboo is worth 15,000 spirit stones!

Yuwen Zhouyuan watched the little monk launch the earth escape talisman, but he didn't stop it, and the Ximen who was squatting on the side was in a hurry, and he forcibly took a breath of spiritual energy, and manipulated the Spring and Autumn Pen to attack the little monk.

The little monk smiled, he had already seen the power of the Spring and Autumn Pen, and it was impossible to keep him.

"Goodbye, everybody. The little monk waved arrogantly at Uwen Juyuan and made a gesture of goodbye.

But at this moment, Yuwen Zhouyuan, who had been smiling faintly, finally moved, he just stretched out his right hand, and then hooked his index finger.

Something incredible happened, and I saw Wang Tianlin's storage bag open automatically. A white shadow wrapped Ximen Zhuliu's storage bag, and then, the white shadow flew up, carrying Ximen's storage bag, and flew to Yuwen Zhouyuan's palm.

The little monk's earth escape charm had already been activated, and he couldn't stop, his figure swayed, and he disappeared into thin air.

All that was left was a pair of eyes that seemed to be surprised and couldn't believe it until death.

Simon was also stunned, he didn't know what it was. That thing can quietly climb into someone else's storage bag and take things out! This is also terrifying, if this person named Cheng Haifeng wants to steal people's things, then who can prevent it?

That white shadow is the little white fox that Yuwen Zhouyuan received, it turns out that this little guy woke up when Yuwen Zhouyuan entered the woods, and has passed information to Yuwen Zhouyuan many times, it wants to help Yuwen Zhouyuan.

So Yuwen Jooyuan let that guy out before he appeared. Taking out the storage bag of Ximen Zhuliu from the white fox's hand, Yuwen Zhouyuan found that the white fox still had a lot of spirit stones left. It seems that he stole the little monk, and that guy stole the chicken and couldn't help but laugh.

"Ximen Daoyou, take it. Yuwen Zhouyuan threw the storage bag back to Ximen Zhuliu, and he was still a little reluctant in his heart, the ice and snow white bamboo of fifteen thousand spirit stones! Lao Tzu is really a big loss.

Even Simon couldn't believe that this kid who pinched so badly with himself during the auction actually returned his storage bag to himself.

Ximen chased the stream, he put his spiritual sense into the storage bag, the ice and snow and white bamboo were still there, thank God, otherwise he would have to scold the ancestor to death when he went back.

But then Simon became nervous again, why is this kid so good to himself?

"What do you want to do?" Simon hurriedly mobilized the Spring and Autumn Pen to block in front of him.

"What do I want to do?" Alas, the world is really declining, and people's hearts are not ancient, and good people really can't do it these days.

Yuwen Zhouyuan was annoyed, raised his hand and took out the silver light, and let him fight with the Spring and Autumn Pen in one place, and then Yuwen Zhouyuan's figure moved, and flashed in front of Ximen Zhuliu, and punched it.

"Damn! If Lao Tzu didn't want to be framed, he would have robbed you today! Lao Tzu saved you, didn't even say thank you, and killed you rude thing!"

Ximen Zhuliu knelt on the ground and actually cried and said: "The master never beat me! Today, I was robbed of the storage bag by the eighth layer of True Qi, and then I was severely beaten by the Great Perfection of True Qi, it is really unreasonable, is it so worthless for the True Yuan Monk......?

", don't think that the core disciples of the Five Lights Sect are anything great, you are far behind. Yuwen Zhouyuan beat Ximen to chase the stream, which was a lot cooler, jumped on the silver light sword, and flew towards the southwest of Bianzhou City.

Like Ximen Zhuliu, Wang Tianlin is also depressed and wants to die today. What a good plan to kill two birds with one stone, who knew that it all failed, not only did it not fall on the monk named Cheng Haifeng that the master wanted to follow him, but the storage bag was also robbed, and what made him most depressed was that even his own hundreds of spirit stones were gone.

"Cheng Haifeng, you are too despicable!" Wang Tianlin roared at the sky.

Depressed to depressed, since things are already like this, he can only forget it. And that Cheng Haifeng does seem to have some strength, Wang Tianlin didn't dare to go to Cheng Haifeng's trouble again, and looked at the surrounding environment.

The Earth Escape Fu was random, and it happened to teleport him to a cliff near the Bianhe River outside Bianzhou City.

Wang Tianlin jumped into the river with depression, washed up, took another set of clean clothes and put them on, and then looked around, and cautiously walked towards the place where he and his master lived in seclusion.

"Master, I'm back, the person you asked me to follow is Cheng Haifeng, not a disciple of the Five Light Sect......" As soon as Wang Tianlin went back, he couldn't wait to talk about today's situation.

An old man in Tsing Yi came out of the room, this person was none other than one of the people wearing a cloak when Yuwen Zhouyuan was in the auction hall, this person was called Sun Zhenjie, and he was a casual cultivator.

Because Yuwen Zhouyuan's arrogance made him pay attention to Yuwen Zhouyuan, and later saw Yuwen Zhouyuan's financial resources in the bidding, which made him even more red-eyed, so he sent his disciple Wang Tianlin to follow Yuwen Zhouyuan.

And told Wang Tianlin that if he could succeed, he would get rid of Yuwen Zhouyuan, why were the master and apprentice so confident?

It turns out that the two masters and apprentices are physical cultivation, that is, refining the body and entering the Tao, although the cultivation realm is not high, but the strength is very strong, and they can challenge beyond the level, if this body refining skill is cultivated to the extreme, it can even cross the two-level challenge!

This old man in Tsing Yi is also in the early stage of the True Yuan, but his strength is indeed much stronger than that of the same level!, so it is no wonder that this master and apprentice are so confident.

The old man in Tsing Yi hurriedly asked, "Tianlin, tell me quickly, what is the situation." ”

This Sun Zhenjie is most obsessed with the art of refining weapons outside of body refining, so when he hears that there is an auction, he has to participate in it to see what heavenly treasures can be used. If it's a coincidence, after someone else takes a picture, they will kill people and grab treasures.

This Sun Zhenjie did not do much in this matter of killing people and snatching treasures, because the monks of the same rank who died in the hands of their master and apprentice were not one hundred but eighty.