Fighting is one level, and moving a knife is another.

This thing is going to kill you!

It's just that the other party moved too fast and was unexpected, and everyone next to him only saw a flash of white light in front of them, and they didn't have time to react to what was happening, the blade was near!

Even Shi Haidong himself, at that moment, only subconsciously turned sideways.

Choke!

At the last moment, another dagger, from another angle, shot out, hit the blade of the knife impartially, knocked it crooked, and saved Shi Haidong's life.

There is no need to guess at all, the dagger must have come from Yan Jing.

"Stop!"

At the same time, a loud shout exploded in the crowd.

After experiencing the thrilling scene, everyone was highly nervous, and they all looked at the past when they heard the sound.

Wen Bin's not tall image appeared in everyone's sight.

"Senior Brother Wen!"

"Senior Brother Wen!"

The person next to him, who was knowledgeable about current affairs, immediately bowed to Wen Bin and hugged his fists to make his position clear.

And at this time, the guy who was using the knife behind his back had already flown to the front, standing in front of Murong Zheng respectfully, clenching his fists and bowing in apology.

When Murong Zheng saw this person, he seemed to be a lot more relieved, waved his hand lightly, covered the wound, and didn't say anything, but his eyes shot towards Wen Bin not far away like a snake and scorpion.

The man calmly retreated behind his master, and his two eyes shot at his prey like ice blades.

Wen Bin was indifferent and was not moved at all.

"The surname Murong, you are not rampant, in this place, it is not your turn to be rampant. When he said this, he even smiled at the corner of his mouth: "I advise you, it's better to be honest, otherwise ......"

"Otherwise?" Murong Zheng seemed to have no fear, proudly raised his chin, and said provocatively: "Otherwise, what?"

The smile on the corner of Wen Bin's lips gradually spread, and at that moment, his whole person was full of magic and charming.

The next moment, the smile faded.

Instead, the young man had a resolute look on his face.

He stood there proudly, calmly greeting the eyes from all directions, without fear, and said eloquently: "But anyone who can gain a foothold in this place is a fellow practitioner of immortal fate and immortal Dao, and I dare to ask you: What is 'Immortal Dao'? Is it just a way for people to live a long life, be at ease, and live longer?"

The ink dyes the sky, and the four fields are quiet.

"No! That's a superficial, ridiculous, even childish idea!" Wen Bin didn't seem to expect anyone to answer his question at all, and continued: "We cultivate immortals in order to gain greater power, and use these acquired powers to maintain what we insist on and what we should protect. Instead of doing evil for the sake of evil! Instead of bullying others! All of you here -- you should all think carefully about the dream you pursued when you first embarked on this road! Is it just to see such a scene today, at this time? Can you really watch from the sidelines and let that guy fly high? Is it very likely that he will become a young man and girl of our fellow brothers and sisters in the near future? Is this the result that you have hoped for in 10 years of penance? Is this your pursuit of the Immortal Dao?! ”

The scene gradually fell into absolute silence, and it was almost extravagant to breathe.

The mountain wind is fierce and the leaves are falling.

The garment danced in the wind.

Moment.

"No...... I can't tolerate it, yes, how can we watch that guy bully his fellow people?" Nearby, a young man stood up as if he was conscious, and said in a loud voice: "We are immortal cultivators! We are a group of people who should fight for the justice we uphold in our hearts! Although our strength is still very weak and we can't do anything big, we can always do what is happening under our own noses!"

"Yes! I agree!" Another teenager also resolutely stood up: "I was cultivating immortals at the beginning, because the bandits in the mountains robbed my sister, and I once said that from now on, I will fight against an evil force in this world to the end...... After so many years, the obsession I insisted on back then was almost forgotten!"

When I was a child, my family's land was occupied by local tyrants, and I decided to cultivate immortals in order to one day, so that all the poor people can no longer be bullied!"

"Me too!

"If even we are afraid of the evil forces, what kind of justice is there in this world? What kind of immortals do we still need to cultivate, and what kind of Tao do we need to gain! We must not retreat! We must not be afraid! Let alone watch such a bully happen under our noses!"

"Well said!

"There are so many of us, how can we be afraid of them!"

"That's it!"

"I'm for it too!"

"Me too!"

“......”

The teenagers on the scene, one after another, all stood up one after another, and their attitudes were firm and resolute as never before!

Almost everyone present stood up resolutely at this time, and everyone felt that the emotions in their chests were stirring, and it was impossible to calm down without Haibian's group of bullies!

The atmosphere of the scene suddenly became warm and hot, and even Yan Jing, who was a girl, couldn't help but feel that her blood was boiling all over her body under the influence of this atmosphere.

What are we cultivating immortals for?

Isn't it just for the day when you will no longer be bullied, no longer weak and helpless, and no longer watch this kind of domineering and bullying of innocent things happen under your nose, and you can't do anything about it?

Now, why be indifferent?

And how can you be indifferent!

"Murong Zheng, this is not a place for you to be arrogant!"

"Yes, you should be honest with you! Otherwise, I won't be the first to spare you!"

"Hmph, Murong Zheng, it seems that you are a scum in the world, how can you be worthy of cultivating the Immortal Dao? It's just 'a rat, a pot of soup is broken'!"

"I advise you, where did you get the fight, hurry up and go back to where you go!"

"That's it!"

"Is the middle stage of 'Immortal Realm: Third Order' remarkable? Lao Tzu too! You kid has the ability to do it with Lao Tzu! Look at Lao Tzu if he can't fix you to death! Hmph!"

“......”

The crowd was gossiping and aggressive.

With Murong Zheng and Shi Haidong as the center, there was a circle of Murong Zheng's thugs outside, and then on the periphery, they gradually surrounded the boss, hundreds of people, all of them were fierce and indignant, and in terms of momentum alone, they greatly shocked the group of 'ruffians and hooligans'.

Even the uncles and sisters-in-law who are responsible for running the cottage and supplying all the outer disciples here have come out of the kitchen one by one, looking at the past from afar, not knowing what these little babies are doing?

Of course, some people saw that the posture in front of them was not right, as if they were going to do a group fight, so they hurriedly smeared oil on the soles of their feet and went to report to the manager in private.

......

All the people around him flocked to him, but the 'initiator' sat down again at the small round table calmly, poured himself a cup of tea, and savored it.

“......”

Xiao Jing, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but widen his eyes, and sat down next to him with a suspicious expression, half-lying on the table, shaking his eyes from side to side, then poked his head and asked quietly, "Hey, what's the situation......?" Not going over?"

"What did I do in the past?" Wen Bin looked puzzled.

"Huh?"

This kid, who just spoke so brilliantly, said so brilliantly, so heroically, stimulated everyone's blood surging, and rushed out in a daze, he was good, turned his back and sat here drinking herbal tea as if he was nothing...... In other words, are you sorry?...,

The two of them were childhood sweethearts, Xiao Jing was not embarrassed to say this, but the meaning was all written on his face.

Wen Bin smiled.

"I'm telling the truth," he said with a casual smile as he poured himself a drink, "I'm a literati, and I can only play tricks, and if I want to be real, I can't be a sandbag?"

"Hmm......" Xiao Jing turned his head to look over there with understanding, and nodded slowly: That's true.

Now, the atmosphere of the scene is like cooking oil on fire, in full swing, to be honest, in terms of his skills, Wen Bin can't reach that level.

"It's you," the boy didn't move, but instigated others, "it's time to pass." ”

"Why?" Xiao Jing was not convinced, snorted coldly, followed his example, turned out a teacup, poured himself a drink, took a sip, and pretended to be a literati: "So many people have passed, and there is no shortage of me!"

"Quite the opposite. Wen Bin smiled, leaned over, and abducted: "Those people, the strength is not enough, the reason why they passed over was just a whim, if they really fight, most of them are blindly involved...... If they encounter each other again, they will be leaderless, a group of soft-footed shrimp...... You have practiced martial arts and cultivated immortals since you were a child, and naturally you also understand the truth that 'no matter how many soldiers there are, it is better to have a general'. ”

"Oh......" When the girl heard this, her heart was full of joy, she glanced at the young man next to her, and thought about it carefully, and then she stood up happily and said proudly: "Well, since you say so, then I'll go over and move my muscles!" she said, twisting her waist and walking briskly to the side.

Wen Bin was happy to be idle, comfortably crossed Erlang's legs, sat on the seat, and patiently waited for Xiaoqing's good news while sipping tea.