Wan Peng thought that the old man should retreat in time when he sensed the danger, so he used magic again.

The ninth of the escape road, popular!

However, moving more than three feet away, Wan Peng suddenly felt that the back of his neck was tightened!

Could it be that these two are really so fast that they can dodge the thunder at close range and catch up with their escape skills again?

Soon, he felt an extremely special force coming from the old man's hand, the back of his neck was sore, and his whole body was occupied by a tingling sensation. He couldn't control his body a little and collapsed limply.

However, Wan Peng's consciousness is always sober. His gaze fell on the old man, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

The clothes in front of the old man had been blown away by the thunder, revealing a big belly, and he was red by the thunder. Elsewhere, the clothes were covered in black ash. The parts of his hair that were not tied up stood up at the roots, and he looked like he was furious.

But his expression was still very serene, without the slightest anger.

Wan Peng couldn't help but secretly admire. In fact, the old man could have avoided the blow and then found an opportunity to catch himself. However, he actually held on and took this blow!

It may be that he can conclude that Wan Peng's blow will not cause him multiple damages, so he made such a decision. But, obviously, this is not the method that a person who is good at fighting should use. A person who is good at fighting will never allow himself to add any risks that could have been avoided in battle.

Of course, in front of his own juniors, this is undoubtedly a kind of strength and "take him away." After the old man finished speaking, he did not look back, and walked forward as if he had come, and the woman also followed the old man slowly.

Wan Peng cried out in his heart, oh my God, throw yourself to these seven fierce men, they all suffered losses in the fight just now, can you feel better now?

Unexpectedly, none of these seven people took advantage of the danger, but one person tied him directly with a special rope, carried it on his shoulders, and went to the village.

This rope is also strange!

Originally, Wan Peng was about to recover, but where he was bound by the rope, there were a steady stream of sour numbness, and he still didn't have any power to fight back!

What a strange village, what a strange person!

They took him straight to a big house in the middle of the village and laid him on the ground. All the movements were not as rough as Wan Peng imagined, on the contrary, he seemed to feel that these people did not want to hurt him.

The white-haired old man was already waiting there, changing his clothes and sitting on one of the top seats. There were other people in the house, and all seven of them were listed in the room and did not go out. It's just that the girl is gone.

Seeing that Wan Peng was still conscious, the old man asked, "What's your name, why did you come here?"

Wan Peng smiled bitterly. Why do you want to come here? I don't even know where this place is, how can I know why I'm here?" I was brought here by two Jindan cultivators. I'm here for no purpose. ”

The old man nodded, but the others except the seven people who had fought him were surprised. Someone even exhaled directly, "He, he's really a cultivator?"

The old man nodded, "That's right, he is indeed a cultivator. The way he fights is very different from ours. Just now, our seven most courageous juniors are not his opponents when they join forces. ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar! Someone directly stood up and asked the old man for instructions, "If this is the case, since he has been captured, it is better to be executed immediately, so as not to cause another catastrophe!"

Wan Peng was stunned, damn, there is no reason. I didn't mess with you or provoke you, so why should I be executed?

The old man shook his head, "No, I don't think he's a bad person." Previously, he came here, and I wanted to capture him, but he deliberately moved the arena out of our farmland. When fighting against our seven juniors, we also tried to control the power of the attack as much as possible. Although they were all injured to some extent, it was not his greatest attacking power. I took a blow from him, and if that blow had hit them, I don't think they would be where they are now. ”

"However, he is a cultivator after all!" Among these people, there seems to be a very strong prejudice against cultivators.

"That's right, he's a cultivator, and that's why I'm holding him up. However, have you ever thought that there are good and bad people here in us, and there may be good and bad cultivators?" the old man said calmly, but he didn't seem to stop thinking for a moment. These words sounded in Wan Peng's ears, but they made his heart warm. At least, among these people, this old man will not be so ignorant as to kill people indiscriminately.

"But the original cultivator didn't look like a bad guy at all at first!" "Others, there are still people who try their best to persuade the old man to kill Wan Peng.

The old man shook his head, walked over to Wan Peng, raised his hand, and removed the special rope that bound him. Wan Peng felt that his whole body was light, and he quickly regained his ability to control independently. At this time, the others took a few steps back in unison.

Wan Peng was not short of courtesy, he first saluted the old man, and then signaled to the people around him in a circle, and said, "I feel that everyone may have some prejudice or misunderstanding towards cultivators. I also found out that none of you are cultivators, and you are using a method similar to a physical attack. The first thing I want to say is that, as this old man said, among cultivators, there are good people and bad people. No matter what kind of cultivators you have met, at least I can guarantee that I will do things with a clear conscience. ”

"Why do we believe you?" "If you say you're not a bad person, you're not a bad person?" People's hearts grow in their stomachs, and no one can see them!" The voices of questioning Wan Peng still came and went, and Wan Peng was helpless, so he had to simply smile and look at the old man.

The old man didn't seem to be able to convince everyone for a while, shook his head, and said to Wan Peng, "You have also seen the situation here. For the sake of the fact that there is still a trace of kindness in your fight with us, you can go and get out of here. It's all I can do. ”

"You can't let him go, you can't let him go!" Obviously, among these people, the rejection of cultivators has reached an extremely extreme level.

The old man did not speak at this time, turned around, and stared at the crowd one by one for a while. The men quickly fell silent, but their expressions of resentment remained.

"I said, let him go, let him go. There was nothing to question in the old man's voice, "If something like that happens again, I'll be responsible." ”

Wan Peng knew that it was impossible for him to continue to stay at present, and no matter how he explained, it was impossible for these people to accept him, so he simply hugged his fist at the old man, turned around and walked out.

He walked with a heavy heart. In the Floating Cloud Continent, cultivators are respected and admired, but here, they are definitely like grass cowards.

Leaving the village, Wan Peng looked back again. The small village still seemed quiet and harmonious, but there was no room for him, or rather, for cultivators.

Liyang was a little gloating in his inner world, and he seemed very satisfied with the fact that the cultivator was not accepted. Naturally, Wan Peng spoke sharply again, and he was able to shut up quietly, but the smugness on his face lingered.

Wan Peng did not fly. In this unclear environment, flying is undoubtedly dangerous. However, less than ten miles away, he suddenly stopped.

Because he felt a strange aura. This kind of aura was full of violence and blood, which made him involuntarily think of the demon beasts in the secret realm at the beginning.

Could it be that there are monsters here, too?

Following the direction from which the breath came, he was surprised to find that the small village was already covered in a dark cloud!

No, it wasn't a dark cloud, it was some kind of flying creature. These creatures gathered in the air in droves, and in some special way, they were attacking the village.

If these creatures are going to attack on the ground, those people must have the power to resist. However, they are in the air, at heights that are impossible for these people to reach with physical attacks.

If this continues, that village will be in danger!

Wan Peng didn't like the people in the village, especially when they clearly expressed their rejection of him. However, he didn't see a group of people being slaughtered by a group of animals that were not very powerful, but only had a restrained effect on attack and defense!

Without further thought, Wan Peng returned to the village at full speed.

As the distance narrowed, Wan Peng gradually saw the appearance of the animal clearly. Physically, they are the size of a vulture, and they are jet-black, and when they are in the air, they can shoot something similar to thunder from their mouths, which is their way of attacking. The attack of a single bird is not very powerful, but the destruction of thousands of birds attacking a small village together can be imagined.

Looking at the people in the village, they are helplessly using limited methods to defend on the ground, but unfortunately, there is no attack, and the passive action has caused a lot of damage to the entire village.

Wan Peng frowned, hesitated, and finally strode towards the village. Before he entered the core area, someone had already spotted him, and then exclaimed, "That cultivator is back again!"

Soon, the people in the vicinity made a defensive posture against him, but due to the high frequency of attacks from the air, they were busy protecting themselves in a short time.

Wan Peng shook his head. These flying birds, for him, using sword qi, is not something difficult to deal with. Seeing that the attacks of more than 100 birds converged into an extremely thick lightning, Wan Peng Yuyuan sword pointed at it, and a move of thousands of miles of snow drifted directly to meet it.

The lightning was in a medium house, and the six or seven people on it had begun to retreat. They knew that if the attacks of these birds converged, they would simply not be able to defend against them. However, the expected explosion and the splashing of building materials did not occur.

Instead, in the sky, lightning and a cold, gray-white force met and were instantly shattered. The force took advantage of the momentum and rushed directly into the flock of birds, and the shredded bird carcasses rained down one after another.

Those people turned to the source of this gray power, and their faces couldn't help but be a little surprised. It's him, it's the cultivator!