"Could it be that Xiaolin City still has a rule that does not allow you to wear a cloak?" Li Chong asked without any emotion.

"Well, yes, there is this rule, hey, you've been here before, you know it!" The middle-aged man smiled unkindly at the corner of his mouth.

"You set this rule, right?" Xiao Yifeng said angrily and loudly.

"It's none of your business who stipulates it, if you don't let you bring a cloak, you won't let it! Why are you doing so loudly? Look for death! I, Lin Jiadong, have been in Xiaolin City for so long, and no one has dared to talk to me like this!" The middle-aged man touched the rat's whiskers and looked directly at Xiao Yifeng, not afraid that the other party was on the verge of going berserk at this moment, no wonder, he was only half a step away from entering the Jindan realm, and the cultivation of Li Chong and the others were all hidden in order not to attract people's eyes, and they all descended to the eighth layer of the qi transformation, and the other party might dare to be so difficult because of this.

With the change in the tone of the middle-aged man who called himself Lin Jiadong, the ten monks on both sides were about to move, and they all touched their hands on the Qiankun bag on their waists.

"Are you going to bully more and less?" Ren Qingtian, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke, he slapped his hand on the shoulder of Xiao Yifeng, who was ready to go violent, and looked at Lin Jiadong coldly.

"Hahaha, to bully more, to bully less, I just you four little guys, do you still need to bully more, I alone is enough" Lin Jiadong laughed, but before he could finish his words, the whole person suddenly paused, because Ren Qingtian didn't know when he actually flashed behind him, and a cold hand had already pressed on his shoulder.

"You" Lin Jiadong was shocked, what kind of speed is this, it actually appeared directly on his back under his gaze, such a speed can be said to be against the sky, the other party is just a little monk of the eighth layer of qi in his opinion, but it makes him, a quasi-Jindan monk who is about to form a golden pill, feel frightened from his heart, especially when he feels the other party's hand pressing on his shoulder, he can clearly sense the cold air emanating from it, this cold air directly penetrates his flesh and blood, and the cold is deep and piercing.

"Let go of our Deacon Lin! he is not an ordinary person, he is the brother-in-law of the city lord!" a fat-headed and big-eared janitor monk hurriedly said when he saw that the situation was not good.

"Oh, the city lord's brother-in-law guards the door, you treat me as a fool!" Xiao Yifeng snorted coldly.

"I'm the city lord's brother-in-law, I came here to guard the city gate because I lost a bet with the city lord, today is the first day" Lin Jiadong's voice trembled a little, I don't know if it was because he was pressed on the shoulder by Ren Qingtian or because he was frightened by the cold on the other party's body, this is a deadly cold, and it is not something that ordinary people can resist.

"I don't care whose brother-in-law you are, sue you, you have to pay the price if you provoke the master!" Xiao Yifeng smiled ill-willedly, and ripped off the Qiankun bag on the other party's waist as he spoke.

"You !!!" Lin Jiadong was a little angry, the other party was obviously taking advantage of the fire to rob, but because his life was still in the hands of the other party, he couldn't say it.

"You can take all the things in my Qiankun bag, but there is one thing that must be returned to me!" Finally, Lin Jiadong gritted his teeth and said stiffly.

"Oh, must, hahahaha, you die!" Xiao Yifeng kicked out fiercely, directly under the other party's lower abdomen, and Lin Jiadong's eyes bulged out of the boss, and he couldn't speak if he wanted to, because it was too painful.

"Don't be like him, let's go to the Teleportation Plaza!" Situ Haonan shook his head, as if he had become accustomed to Ren Qingtian and Xiao Yifeng's behavior, and reminded after exchanging glances with Li Chong.

Xiao Yifeng weighed the Qiankun bag in his hand, didn't open it, and directly put it into his waist, and then swaggered and twisted his ass when Lin Jiadong couldn't speak.

Li Chong and Situ Haonan shook their heads and smiled, and walked directly towards the city without stopping.

Xiao Yifeng clenched his fist with his left hand, aimed at Lin Jiadong's back, and threw a heavy punch directly, hitting the other party and staggering out a few feet away, before turning around and following Li Chong and a few others.

"Ah!!ohoh Aba, give it to me!!!Stupid!" Lin Jiadong wailed on the ground, he died in pain, not because of Ren Qingtian's punch, but because Xiao Yifeng's kick was too accurate, and a certain part of him happened to be hit, seeing that Li Chong and a few people had left, Lin Jiadong endured the pain, pointed at a few people, and yelled angrily.

"Kill!" The ten gatekeeper monks came back to their senses at this time, at first they couldn't believe it when they saw Lin Jiadong being beaten like this by a junior who turned into an eighth-layer of qi, after all, from the perspective of divine perception alone, Li Chong and a few people were only eighty percent of their cultivation, and Lin Jiadong was about to reach the Jindan realm, and when they heard Lin Jiadong's order, all ten of them rushed up and chased after Xiao Yifeng and a few people.

"Hey, why, why do you force our handsome and dashing old Ren to make a move? Lao Ren! Give them a lesson!" Xiao Yi didn't reply to the limelight, but just sighed helplessly.

Xiao Yifeng's words had just fallen, Ren Qingtian had already made a move, only to see him turn around suddenly, and a white cold qi in front of him evaporated from his dantian air hole, and instantly turned into a long ice glass dragon in front of him, the appearance of the glass dragon and the real dragon is no different, the only difference is that he is transformed by cold ice, containing an extremely rich ice and cold aura.

Ren Qingtian waved his long sleeves towards the ten monks who surrounded him, and the cold ice glass dragon in front of him circled for a while, and rushed directly towards the ten people, a large white ice mist condensed and hovered around the glass dragon, and the glass dragon rushed to suddenly drive the cold ice and white mist, and the white mist was cold and biting, and it hit the ten monks in the face.

Silent, not even a scream, the ten monks suddenly turned into ten ice sculptures, they still retain the action of the moment before being frozen, lifelike not to mention more funny, after all, there are ten ice sculptures of different shapes standing at the gate of the city, no matter how you look at it, it looks a bit like a real ice sculpture, and it is placed for people to see.

The cold ice glass dragon did not dissipate, and flew in front of Lin Jiadong with a purpose, and was about to fall down as a hood.

Lin Jiadong's heart instantly raised his throat, his whole body trembled involuntarily, cold sweat kept coming out, his back was already soaked, he held his crotch with both hands, his eyes were like copper bells, staring at the cold ice glass dragon.

"A few little friends are a little too much!" Just at the moment when the cold ice glass dragon was about to fall on Lin Jiadong's head, the cold ice glass dragon suddenly stopped in mid-air, and the glass dragon at this time was less than three inches away from Lin Jiadong's head, and Lin Jiadong had even felt the temperature of the glass dragon, the biting cold.

"Click! bang!" The Ice Glass Dragon made a crisp sound, followed by another explosion, and the long Ice Glass Dragon shattered directly in front of Lin Jiadong, shattering into ice slag on the ground.

Ren Qingtian's face froze, his cold eyes swept around, and finally set his eyes on the top of the city wall, where he saw a figure, which was also looking at him at this time.

Li Chong and the others also noticed that something was wrong, and quickly stopped moving forward and turned around.

At this time, a lot of monks had gathered in all directions in Xiaolin City, and there was a conflict at the city gate, which naturally could not be concealed from these people, but in a few moments, hundreds of people came one after another, surrounding the city gate in several circles.

Seeing so many people coming, Lin Jiadong relaxed a little, and at the same time he also looked at the figure on the city wall.

"What kind of person are you!Sneaky, what kind of predecessor are you!" Ren Qingtian scolded at the ** on the city gate.

"I'm just a passer-by, Bingli True Skill, the inheritance of the Cold Spirit Ancestor of the Central Ice Field, and I also ask Lord Xiaoyou not to remember the villain's mistakes, let go of these ten monks, they are innocent, they are just acting on orders!" The people on the city wall slowly rose into the air, and then landed to the ground slowly without hurrying.

This is a middle-aged Confucian with one-shaped eyebrows, he is dressed simply and looks almost fifty years old, giving people the feeling that there is no luxury, it is very simple and natural, but the aura exuded by his body is not to be underestimated.

The middle-aged Confucian monk walked to the ice sculpture of the ten gatekeeper monks, and did not see any movement from him, and there were ten crisp sounds in a row, and the ice cubes on the ten gatekeeper monks all shattered.

"Ah, please help!" Ten monks escaped from the threat from the ice sculpture, all of them shivered a few times from the cold, and when they saw this middle-aged Confucian priest, all ten of them fell to the ground and begged for help, and some even bowed to worship.

"Hehe, it's not more troublesome than this" The middle-aged man who was raised by the ten monks shook his head and said with a kind smile.

"Who are you!How do you know where I come from!" Ren Qingtian, who had always looked cold, his face became extremely heavy, staring at this brow, and a proud cold air came and went freely on him.

"Hahaha, let's ask if the world can practice such an amazing ice attribute cultivation at such a young age, apart from the Ice Glass True Skill of the Cold Spirit Ancestor of the Middle Domain, what else can be compared" The old man with one eyebrow looked as calm as water from beginning to end, and spoke very calmly.

"Han Ling Ancestor, what kind of character is this?" Li Chong said to himself in his heart when he heard Yimei's words, he felt that Ren Qingtian and the three of them must have a certain background from the beginning, after all, the three young characters all have the strength to cross the realm to fight the enemy, and Xiao Yifeng even has a powerful secret treasure, which is difficult not to make people doubt, at this moment, he learned about Ren Qingtian's origin from the mouth of Yimei Monk, and finally let him have some preliminary understanding of the three of them.

"You are a passer-by who knows so much, hmph, I think there are definitely ghosts in this!" Ren Qingtian became even more indifferent after the other party revealed his origin, and as soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand and three ice picks shot out, the power of these three ice picks is obviously not comparable to the cold ice glass dragon, but the speed is indeed extremely fast, and it has just been released in front of the Yimei monk, and there is a posture of directly piercing through.