The miserable howl like killing a pig once again attracted the attention of the surrounding monks, and when Hou San's face fell down with a blue face, his two legs were already twisted together, and his head was sweating profusely, and it seemed that he was not lightly injured.

Wang Jia, who was known as one of the Little Seven Evils, didn't care about Hou San, but stared at the young man who came out with interest, his eyes were cold.

The woman named Han Rong smiled, swayed her waist and walked closer, kicked Hou San with her foot, and then looked at Bai Yi and said: "This little brother is really ruthless, you kick, Hou San is afraid that he will cut off his children and grandchildren, giggles." ”

The woman's coquettish smile made the surrounding low-level cultivators obsessed for a while, and Han Rong already looked a little bit good, and suddenly many people felt that a trace of evil fire rose in their hearts.

"I bought this robe. Bai Yi raised his hand to catch the green bamboo cloak that fell from Hou San's body, and threw one hundred and twenty spirit stones to the boy in Du Sanniang's arms, his expression was always extremely calm.

"You bought it?" Wang Jia snorted coldly and said, "Dare to hurt my Seven Evil Disciples, you are impatient." ”

"Great, senior brother, avenge me, avenge me!" Hou San trembled in pain, and forced himself to say this, except for his big man companion, no one paid attention to him at all.

A disciple in the Qi refining period, where is it worthy of Xiao Qisha to avenge them, but since they have met, this field must be recovered, especially Wang Jia, who is extremely conceited, don't look at him feminine, but he is ruthless and abnormal, and few people who offend him can live.

"Leave the coat, cut off your arms, and you're ready to go. Wang Jia raised his chin. He said to Bai Yi like an order.

Ma Tie and Du Sanniang had already recognized Bai Yi at this time, and they just wanted to speak. Suddenly, a wave of spiritual power floated in and blocked their mouths.

Surprised. Ma Tie and Du Sanniang glanced at each other, then looked at Bai Yi gratefully, and gradually retreated into the crowd with their children in their arms.

This casual cultivation couple is not low in mind, and when they perceive the spiritual power that Bai Yi urges, they know that Bai Yi doesn't want them to be involved in this incident, if they recognize each other at this time, maybe Bai Yi will be okay afterwards, but their family of three is helpless, and they will inevitably be targeted by the Seven Evil Gates. I don't know if I will survive tomorrow.

Sensing that Ma Tie and his wife had melted into the crowd, Bai Yi smiled indifferently and said, "If you want my hands, you can take them yourself." ”

Bai Yi's words, Wang Jia smiled coldly after hearing this, and the seven evil disciples who followed him didn't do it, and shouted angrily one by one.

"Arrogant boy, you dare to talk to our little Seven Evils Sect like this, you are really impatient!"

"Let you cut off your arms. Senior Brother Wang wants to spare you a dog's life, but I really don't know what to do. ”

"Two hands are important or life is important, you kid can't settle accounts, right?"

"Do you think you are the prince of Nanzhao Kingdom, or the descendant of the Wuyue Xiuzhen family? Don't be embarrassed here!"

Faced with the abuse of many Seven Evil disciples. Bai Yi smiled freely, the belly slander of a group of ants, he didn't take it to heart.

Bai Yi's calmness. finally aroused Han Rong's curiosity, the only woman in the Little Seven Evils was smoky and flattering. came to Bai Yi and spit pandan. said in a sweet and delicate voice: "Little brother, the slave family admires you the most for a young hero like you, the slave family is waiting for you tonight, I wonder if the little brother can appreciate his face?"

As she spoke, Han Rong's silky body had already leaned in, and between the chuckles in her mouth, there seemed to be the fragrance of flowers rolling, not to mention smelling it, even if she heard this woman's seductive words, I am afraid that few teenagers could resist it.

In the eyes of the surrounding cultivators, Han Rong is indeed very charming, but this charming illusion can often make people involuntarily forget her title of peach-faced snake heart and indulge in the gentle land full of death.

When Han Rong approached, the corners of Bai Yi's mouth had already pulled out a sneer, in his perception, Han Rong was speaking, and a special aroma was spewed out from his mouth at the same time, this aroma was emitted by the highly poisonous spirit grass, if a mortal smelled it, he would be killed in an instant, even if the monk was contaminated, his life would be lost.

The peach-faced snake-hearted Han Rong, the most terrifying thing is the poisonous incense in her mouth, there are almost no less than 100 cultivators who died under this poisonous incense, Wang Jia saw Han Rong make a move, and snorted lightly, in his eyes, the slightly thin young man was already a dead man.

"My Fair Lady, the gentleman is good, of course he will appreciate his face. Bai Yi suddenly said unexpectedly: "As long as you prepare a thin coffin, I don't mind sending you back to the West tonight." ”

As soon as the last Western word came out, countless thin black qi suddenly rose from behind Bai Yi, completely enveloping him, and as soon as Han Rong's poisonous incense touched the black qi, it was like an ice cube thrown into the furnace, and it was instantly devoured to the point that there was nothing left!

Call!

After Han Rong noticed that the black qi appeared on the young man opposite, she knew that something was wrong, and immediately retreated sharply, but the poisonous incense she spewed out could no longer be recovered.

"What a ruthless boy!"

Han Rong's poisonous incense was devoured, and she immediately shouted like a ghost: "The old lady must prepare a thin coffin, your life, I will decide!"

Han Rong, who had suffered a secret loss, was like an angry wild cat, but she didn't dare to approach Bai Yi.

For Han Rong's little tricks, Bai Yi really didn't want to make more effort, he just urged a little bit of the mosquito poison in the wisteria sword behind his back, and the poisonous incense used to deal with Han Rong was enough.

The poison of a sixth-level demon beast is not something that a foundation building cultivator can resist, if it is about playing with poison, a hundred Han Rong combined will not be able to catch up with half Bai Yi.

Smack, smack, smack.

Wang Jia, who had always watched the excitement, suddenly clapped his hands, and he opened his mouth and praised: "Sure enough, he is a young hero, even Han Rong is willing to bow down in front of you, amazing, amazing, look at your robe, it should be a person from Cangyun Sect, who are you a true disciple of the sect, leave a name, and when the spiritual vein fights, I will take your dog's life." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Jia suddenly continued: "No need, no need, anyway, you won't live for a few days, it doesn't matter what you call it, I'll call you 'Death One', don't worry, there will be two deaths after you, three deaths, until you die a hundred deaths, you Cangyun Sect disciples, no one should come out alive, as for you, the death one......

Wang Jia said, as if he was a little embarrassed, and after thinking about it for a while, he made up his mind, and said: "It's better to give you a special treatment, so that you don't have to worry about being scared for three days, and tonight, you are ready to die." ”

Wang Jia's words caused a lot of laughter and praise from the disciples of the Seven Evils, but he didn't expect the young man on the other side to laugh too.

When the people of the Seven Evil Sects were wondering why the other party was so happy knowing the time of death, Bai Yi suddenly said: "Don't bother, I think it's better for you to die now." ”

Boom!

The sound of the flying sword out of the body suddenly exploded in the street, and some experienced passers-by began to retreat behind as soon as they heard the sound, and cultivators from all over the town gathered, and it was inevitable that the enemies would meet, even if there were many people who did it on the street.

Wang Jia was stunned by the other party's laughter, when he suddenly saw a little black light attacking, he planned to get rid of the other party tonight was arrogant enough, he never dreamed that the young man who looked thin and weak would actually say that he would do it.

With an exclamation, Wang Jia desperately urged out a miserable white dagger, which was worthy of Bai Yi's flying sword flying in front of his throat.

ps: Thank you to the hall master of 'love Yanyan' for the reward. It's set at a hundred, although it's pitiful, but it's slowly growing, and it continues to ask for subscriptions, and Black Strings is still working hard. (To be continued.) )