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The shock in the burly man's heart was indescribable, and the fatal blow he had been accumulating for a long time was actually blocked by a shield that appeared out of thin air at some point, the shield was about the size of a ruler, and it was emitting a faint green light, and it had an amazing momentum. (To read the latest chapters of this book, please visit the biquge.info of Wèn Aishang Novel Network)

Although his momentum blow knocked the small shield away, it only caused the green light on the small shield to flicker a few times, and there was no sign of damage.

And the blow of the monk surnamed Yan to the middle-aged scribe was also blocked by a silver shining magic wheel, and what was even more unbearable than the burly man was that the monk surnamed Yan also snorted, took a few steps back, and a trace of serum overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

As for the terrible scream, it was from the thin old man.

The thin old man looked in disbelief, raised his right hand with difficulty, pointed at the tall young man, coughed twice, and was speechless for a while.

I saw an arm stuck in the chest of the thin old man, and the palm of his hand passed through his back, and large strands of blood splattered out along the wound.

The tall young man's honest expression was completely gone, his face was extremely indifferent, and then he used his right arm to twist it vigorously and jerk it back.

"Whoa" The thin old man's chest suddenly broke a huge opening, the wound was huge, and the blood was bloody, which made people unbearable to look at it.

Seeing that he didn't speak, his mouth moved a few times, the vitality in his eyes gradually disappeared, and his body went soft and fell to the ground.

Chen Yang saw that his heart was cold, and a layer of fine cold sweat couldn't help but appear on his back, and he was secretly afraid. He had never doubted this tall young man before, but he was very afraid of the thin old man who was now lying on the spot.

Fortunately, it was the tall young man who stood beside the thin old man, if he stood by his side, would he not dodge this blow. Chen Yang was very unsure in his heart, although he had cultivated and practiced the Xuanming True Yang Gong, and his body was far stronger than that of a thin old man, but if he was defenseless, he would also suffer a lot of injuries.

"It's really a biting dog that doesn't bark! People can't look good! Looking at this honest face, how can you think that he is a hidden threat. Chen Yang secretly sighed at the pure acting skills of the tall young man pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

"We must learn the lesson of this time, and we must not be so careless in the future. Otherwise, I'm afraid that even nine lives are not enough to lose!", Chen Yang made up his mind with hatred in his heart.

Just now, Chen Yang was completely attracted by the changes around him, and at this time, he had time to look at the rest of the people.

The burly man and the monk surnamed Yan swayed in shape, standing beside the tall young man, carefully looking at the middle-aged scribe, especially the small pale green shield and the silver magic wheel floating in front of the middle-aged scribe, his eyes were full of confusion and a little frightened.

"Brother Wang, you have disappointed me so much. Could it be that the friendship between us for decades is not worth such a few treasures of ancient monks?" Qin Dongzhu looked at the burly man expressionlessly for a while, shook his head and said with a bitter smile.

"Hmph! Don't be pretending. It is because of your decades of friendship that I know you so well. If you don't have the same idea, how can you guard against my sneak attack?Besides, this Wen Daoyou beside you is probably not a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, right?" the burly man snorted coldly, and his words were unceremoniously, pointing out that the other party had long been hiding his bad intentions.

"Huh. Brother Wang really deserves to be my confidant. I'm ......" Qin Dongzhu smiled and said without mind.

"Okay, what are you doing with so much nonsense with a dying person? This seat is fulfilled by him!", the middle-aged scribe suddenly spoke unceremoniously, interrupting the words of the proprietor of Qin, and then the momentum of the release continued to rise, and soon rushed through the middle stage of foundation building, approaching the late stage of foundation building, and in the late stage of foundation building, he did not stop surpassing the past......

"Monk of the Jindan Period!", the burly man smiled bitterly, and tiǎn sighed tiǎn's dry mouth. I know in my heart that today's things may not be good.

The burly man had just suspected that the pale green shield and the silver magic wheel were both magic weapons, otherwise, with his body refining cultivation in the late stage of foundation building, even a top-level spiritual weapon would not be able to be happy without damage.

However, he was also a determined person, and he quickly perked up and knew that only by sacrificing his life could he fight for a life.

The faces of the tall young man and the monk surnamed Yan also became extremely ugly, from lurking hunters to prey to be slaughtered, this huge psychological gap almost made them completely lose their fighting spirit, and they couldn't help but look at the burly man.

"Panic whatever. Although the other party is a monk in the early stage of Jindan, in this place of absolute spirits, his strength will inevitably be somewhat reduced. It's good to be able to exert seventy or eighty percent of your strength. It's not like we're all without a fight," the burly man said in a deep voice to the monk surnamed Yan and the tall young man, revealing a strong confidence between his words.

The monk surnamed Yan and the tall young man listened to the burly man's words, their hearts settled a little, and after careful consideration, they found that this was indeed the case, and immediately straightened up their bodies and gathered the strength of their whole body.

"Huh. I originally wanted you to live a little longer, and then I would deal with you juniors when I got out of the Absolute Spirit Land, so that this seat would be a little more relaxed. But if you think that you can escape by relying on the Absolute Spirit Land, it is wishful thinking!", the middle-aged scribe said contemptuously with a sneer on his lips at this time.

"Yang Daoyou. I'm sure you also know the shape in front of you. If we join forces, we can still fight for a chance to survive. If a few of us die, they won't let Yang Daoyou go", the burly man ignored the words of the middle-aged scribe, and turned his head to Chen Yang and said sincerely.

Chen Yang was silent, his face uncertain. He knew in his heart that these two groups of people were actually the same dog, don't look at the burly man who is sincere now. If they joined forces and really defeated the middle-aged scribe, they would not be able to let themselves go.

The middle-aged scribe sneered and said impatiently: "Even if you add a junior, today I want to let you know that the strength of the Jindan stage monk is very different from the foundation building period." Even if this is a place of absolute spirits, it is no exception!Senior Nephew Qin, you go and entangle the kid surnamed Yang first, wait for this seat to kill these three people, and then concoct him well!"

"Yes.

Obey my uncle's orders. The proprietor of Qin agreed, the sleeves of his robe were as nan, and a small sword of earthy yellow color roamed out, hovering over the head of the proprietor of Qin.

"Yang Daoyou. If you stand aside. After that, I will say a few kind words for you in front of my uncle. Maybe he can save his life. Qin Dongzhu said with a smile, for him, although his strength in the Absolute Spirit Land was much weaker, if it was just to drag a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, it would be a trivial matter at all.

"Hehe, I'm going to disappoint Qin Daoyou. I'm not used to leaving my life to someone else to decide. Chen Yang smiled weirdly, then turned his right hand, a black cloak appeared in his hand, and he wrapped the cloak around his body with his backhand, and put down the aura greatly, and a black light shot out towards the exit.

The proprietor of Qin is still a little inexplicable, isn't the other party a body refiner?

"Dharma Body Twin Cultivators!", the Middle Eastern scribe exclaimed in surprise, his face sank, seeing that Chen Yang was about to fly to the exit, he played a magic trick, and with a buzz, the red light mask appeared out of thin air again, and under the mad urging of the middle-aged scribe, it continued to expand, blocking the exit tightly.

The red light mask appeared too suddenly, and Chen Yang fell into the formation as if he didn't have time to react.

The middle-aged scribe's face was slightly relaxed, but he still solemnly instructed the owner of Qin, "This person's skills are extraordinary, and he probably has an amazing master." Be sure to hold this kid back, don't let him run. Otherwise, maybe there will be a big trouble!", after speaking, the middle-aged scribe single-handed a little pale green shield, the small shield was divided into two, from two to four, then to eight, and then into ten...... In the blink of an eye, hundreds of shields of the same size came out, each small shield flashed green, emitting a low clear sound, like a whirlpool slowly circulating around the middle-aged scribe, turning faster and faster, reflecting the figure of the middle-aged scribe.

"Not good. We have to bully close attacks. If you are bombarded far away by this person's magic weapon, you won't be able to resist it for long!"

The burly man's face showed an anxious look, and he commanded two words in a low voice, Zhou Yan's pale golden light shone brightly, his body shook, and in the blink of an eye, he approached the middle-aged scribe, shouted, and hit out with both fists like a storm!

Although the middle-aged scribe was surprised by the speed of the burly man, he was not afraid, he was deeply confident in the defensive power of his natal magic weapon, but he increased the injection of the spiritual power in the small shield, and ignored the burly man.

With a pinch of his hands, his consciousness moved, and the silver magic wheel let out a strange whining sound, and the swift whirlwind struck the monk surnamed Yan.

While flying, the silver magic wheel sprinkled a little silver light, dragging out a faint silver trajectory, as bright as a galaxy in the sky, gorgeous and abnormal!

But the monk surnamed Yan changed his face wildly, seeing that the speed of the silver wheel was extremely fast, and there was no way to dodge, he roared wildly, and punched out with a fist, striking out a fierce sound of breaking the sky. This punch condensed all the strength of the monk surnamed Yan, and after the blow was struck, there was even a faint sense of emptiness in his body.

There was a loud "bang", the fist collided with the silver wheel, and the bone skull breaking sound of the "click" was extremely clear, and the silver wheel flew upside down a few zhang away, and then the monk surnamed Yan spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his body retreated a few steps before he could barely stabilize his body, and his right arm was soft and sagging, obviously broken.

But the monk surnamed Yan Tianxing was extremely brave, and he didn't even look at his injuries, and as soon as he urged his luck, a strange red color suddenly appeared on his originally pale face, as if he wanted to drip blood, but he used a secret technique to fight for his life.

Subsequently, the monk surnamed Yan took advantage of the next attack of the silver wheel, turned into a blood shadow, and rushed to the middle-aged scribe with great speed and joined the battle group. ((To be continued)@.

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