"Hehe, you are running, no matter how fast you run, you can still run out of the palms of grandfathers, say, what good things are hidden in your baggage, as soon as you enter the city, I will see you sneaky, did you steal Lao Tzu's things, say?"

Four male monks from the early Kaiyuan Dynasty surrounded the young man in a gray and white robe in a cul-de-sac.

The young man Xue Pingzhi didn't answer, just stared at the four fierce villains in front of him with a cold face.

"Yo he? The temper is quite stubborn, if you don't answer, I will treat you as stealing your grandfather's things, as long as you hand over the burden, I will not blame you in the past? How?" said a lewd monk with a large black mole on the side of his mouth, mocking at the corner of his mouth.

What answered him was a pale cyan wind blade.

Seeing the pale cyan wind blade coming towards him, the black mole lewd monk just pursed his lips disdainfully, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and suddenly, a light blue aura shield on his body protected it.

A sneer came out of his mouth, and he said in a strange way: "Although we are all monks in the early stage of Kaiyuan, whether we have an aura shield or not, our strength is very different. Even if you want to do it with me!!" As the lewd monk spoke, the pale cyan scythe-like wind blade slashed precisely at the shield.

The lewd monk's tone of voice showed extreme confidence, his confidence was not unfounded, although the wind blade seemed to be very powerful, it could slash into the aura shield, only let it sink into a part of it, and then it was bounced away with a 'pop', scattering into a spot of light.

The attack had no effect.

On the contrary, it aroused the ferocity of the four people, and one of them, a bald-headed and fierce-looking strong man, smiled fiercely: "Boy, I didn't want to do it yet, but you are looking for death like this, no wonder we are ruthless." ”

As he spoke, the magic trick in the hands of the bald-headed and fierce strong man was together, and suddenly an ice pick that emitted a compelling cold air quickly condensed in the air, and the cone head was aimed at the young man in gray and white robes, and he shouted: "Give me death!"

After waiting for a few moments, everyone didn't see the ice pick come out, but they saw the bald and fierce man, and suddenly his eyes became dull, not only him, but even a black-clothed emaciated middle-aged man next to him who also did not open the aura shield became dull.

And the other two of the four, that is, the people who opened the aura shield, did not appear in this situation.

When the two monks who had turned on the aura shield were surprised, Xue Pingzhi, the young man in gray and white robe opposite, seemed to have expected such a situation to happen to the two of them, and there was no surprise.

Taking advantage of this wonderful opportunity, he suddenly and quickly sent out a wind blade again, and his mind instantly calculated the distance between the two monks whose eyes had become dull, the difference in height, the distance between the necks of the two and other details.

With the attack range of his wind blade of nearly two feet, and then at a precise angle that was diagonally upward, he shot quickly towards the middle of the two people's necks.

'Snort' two flesh-piercing sounds sounded.

The two sharp corners of the wind blade were just below the depth of the two people's necks by more than an inch.

The two men suffered a fatal cut in their necks, blood splattered, and they soon fell to the ground and did not move.

And the remaining two monks, under the great change of faces, took a step back at the same time, and then reacted, and did not go to the two fallen companions to help, after looking at each other, at the same time approached the young man in gray and white robes, among them, the young man in green short sleeves shouted at the black mole obscene monk: "This kid is weird, let's shoot together, and solve it quickly!"

The black mole lewd monk sneered, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and suddenly, he saw the feet of the gray-white long-robed young man, and immediately the land was undulating, instantly becoming like a quicksand swamp, the gray-white long-robed young man's face changed greatly, and his body quickly jumped to the side, but his physique did not seem to be very good, and he was already deeply immersed in it, unable to extricate himself.

The young man in the gray robe was shocked and angry for a while, and he couldn't stop struggling.

At this moment, the young man in green short sleeves flashed a trace of murderous intent in his eyes, and after pinching the magic trick, a hot wave of fireball immediately appeared in front of him, and quickly shot towards the gray-white long-robed young man who had fallen into the quicksand technique.

If he is hit by this fireball, the young man in the gray and white robe will definitely not be spared.

However, the young man in the gray and white robe was not simple, and when he was struggling, he could still send out a wind blade that hit the fireball in midair.

The Wind Blade collided with the fireball in the air, and sparks flew around, and the Wind Blade was shattered.

Although this attack was neutralized, the face of the young man in the gray robe instantly turned pale.

At this time, as long as those two people send out a spell attack at the same time, with the situation that they can't open the aura shield defense, they will definitely die!

What to do?

His heart was anxious, and at this moment, he was afraid of something, and the two of them actually sent out a spell together with a very tacit understanding and attacked.

A fireball, a spike in earth.

With two spells, the gray-and-white robed young man was already unavoidable, and it seemed that he was already certain to die.

The two groups of people fought to the death, but in the dark, a figure lurked calmly in the shadows, constantly observing something.

This person is none other than Ye Quan.

Originally, Ye Quan had already arrived here, and he planned to take action immediately to send the four monks away, but Ye Quan unexpectedly found that the young man in the gray and white robe actually had a strange method, which could make two monks of the same level instantly sluggish.

This kind of ability is by no means ordinary.

Imagine that the two sides are fighting, and the fireball wind blade ice pick you come and go, and life and death are often clear in an instant.

If one side can use this secret technique to make the enemy momentarily sluggish and become unable to resist, even if it is only a moment's effort, then it is enough to win the battle and kill him.

Therefore, seeing Ye Quan, who had such a powerful secret technique, how could he be calm in his heart, naturally he observed it more, and after some observation, Ye Quan originally thought that this young man should have other means.

But he was forced to die, and he still didn't use any amazing skills, but Ye Quan was a little disappointed.

"Alas, it seems that there really is no backhand!" Ye Quan sighed in his heart, and then, the black ice needle turned into a black mang, and it just flashed in the air, and the fireball and earth thorn were smashed in an instant, and the green short-sleeved youth and the black mole lewd monk also snorted at the same time after the black mang, and the eyebrows were easily pierced, and the aura shield on the two of them did not play any role at all, and at the same time shattered like foam.

From a distance, it was more dramatic, the moment Heimang appeared, time seemed to stand still, Heimang walked at an unimaginable high speed between the fireball and the earth thorn, the green short-sleeved youth, and the black mole obscene monk, and everything ended at this time.

A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the young man in the gray and white robe, and he shouted in his heart: "I have seen this black mang, it is him! It must be him!"