Outside the White Tower, the half-empty scribe surnamed Hua was still silently watching, his face becoming more and more solemn.

Wang Xin and the others below didn't dare to be impatient, let alone act rashly, because in their eyes... In other words, in the minds of all the disciples of the White Tower Sect, even if this scribe surnamed Hua is not of high rank, his status is enough to be called the first person except for the sect master! Although Tian Wenyao is a protector of the Dharma, if all the disciples are allowed to choose a side to take refuge, the number of people who stand on the side of the scribe surnamed Hua will be overwhelming!

When Yi Qian used the Lijin Sword as a feint attack and used the Swallowing Cloud Escape to instantly bully Tian Wenyao's body, the scribe surnamed Hua had a grim expression, and his gaze seemed to have traveled thousands of zhang and saw the dense rune light spots on Yi Qian's left palm!

"You guys wait here, the [White Phoenix Flying Feather Array] may not be able to capture that person... I'll take a trip. ”

Hearing that the killing array they were proud of could not work, Wang Xin and the others were unwilling in their hearts, but when they saw the scribe surnamed Hua flying away in the distance, they couldn't help but be shocked one by one.

"Senior Brother Hua... Do you want to do it yourself?"

Wang Xin couldn't help clenching his fists, looking at the back of the scribe surnamed Hua, his eyes were a little hidden and complicated in addition to awe.

This scribe's name is Hua Jing, and he was originally just a very inconspicuous one among the disciples of their generation, but who knew that this person had been in obscurity, and when the White Tower Sect was provoked by foreign enemies a few years ago, he suddenly showed his brilliance! Not only did his cultivation have already reached the infancy stage, but he also had a strong strength that no monk in the same realm could match! Back then, he was the one who defeated five infantile opponents in a row with his own strength, and it is said that except for Lei Jun of the Silent Thunder Hall, no one below the Yuan infant stage was looked at by him!

That battle created Huajing's reputation, and his status in the sect also rose, and he has faintly become the undisputed successor of the next sect master!

Wang Xin still remembers that he has despised Huajing, a fellow disciple who often closes the door and seems to be very unsociable, more than once, but now he has to respectfully shout "Senior Brother Hua"...

However, Wang Xin has some expectations in addition to complicated feelings, because since the first battle of fame, Huajing has never made a move with anyone!

"I hope that black-shirted kid doesn't lose too quickly..."

I wanted to get closer and watch, but because of Huajing's words to let them stay here, Wang Xin and the others had to wait in place and look into the distance.

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The red and black runes exuded boiling heat, and there was also a bit of heavenly arrogance in it, which made Tian Wenyao's heart tremble!

"What the hell is this forbidden!"

He staggered back and didn't have time to sacrifice the magic weapon and summon the demon beast, so he could only continue to release his true power and try to slow down the other party's footsteps, but the palm covered with runes was like a bone in the marrow, pressing on!

Now, Tian Wenyao is very sure that the opponent is a forbidden cultivator!

If it weren't for the strange and unpredictable forbidden cultivation, how could he easily kill Tian Xu and more than a dozen others with the cultivation of the middle stage of Jindan and on the premise of concealing his divine sense? Including Fang Cai's palm power confrontation, Tian Wenyao also suspected that Yi Qian had used some kind of strange prohibition to achieve the result of competing with his wind and wave palm!

Coupled with the mysterious prohibition in front of him that he couldn't understand...

“… Don't get excited! This is a misunderstanding... Misunderstanding!"

Tian Wenyao is now so remorseful that his intestines are blue, and he will also use a few small prohibitions, but compared to the other party's strange prohibition of red and black, his breath is too much worse!

Forbidden cultivation is a relatively small group similar to beast cultivation, they rarely use other magical powers, and all their minds are drilled into the forbidden one, because this way is boring and difficult to learn, so that the number of pure forbidden cultivation is not much, and at the same time, they have become a rather mysterious type of monk!

The real forbidden master and even the magic weapon of the manipulation are composed of complex prohibitions, and there are ever-changing prohibitions between the shots, which makes people unguardable!

Looking back from seeing Yi Qian to the present, Tian Wenyao felt more and more weird, this person had never used any Dao magic power from beginning to end, just used a sharp blue flying sword to harvest human lives, and now he directly used such a terrifying red and black prohibition, he must have wanted to kill him by surprise and directly ask for his life!

Thinking of this, Yi Qian was even more treacherous in Tian Wenyao's eyes!

"Fellow Daoist, I have something to say! How can you stop!!"

The red and black shining palm seemed to be urging the devil's hand! Tian Wenyao's heart rose with a sense of panic, and seeing that Yi Qian was still approaching with a cold expression, he gritted his teeth and waved his hand to throw out a bulging storage bag, and shouted: "This bag contains the life savings of someone from my Tian!

Yi Qian's right hand caught the storage bag, and his mind moved slightly under the sweep of his consciousness, but the surface remained calm, and his body did not pause at all after receiving the storage bag, and even chased more urgently!

“… You!"

Tian Wenyao secretly hated Yi Qian's greed, but now that he was at a disadvantage and had no choice, he threw out an object again in great pain, this time it was a white leather bag slightly larger than the storage bag, and its surface was raised from time to time, as if there was a living creature struggling inside.

"Six iron cicadas are my last bottom line! If you are still not satisfied, don't blame someone in my field for fighting for his life!!"

Tian Wenyao's face is hideous, no matter how much property he loses, he can earn it back after doing a few blackmailing things, but this iron cicada is extremely rare, if he hadn't succeeded in taming, he wouldn't have taken it out to keep him safe at this moment.

"Why haven't Wang Xin's group of cubs come yet! Do you have to watch this Dharma Protector scatter all his wealth! Bastard thing!!"

Tian Wenyao cursed inwardly, but the expression on his face was slightly relaxed, because he saw that the other party's speed slowed down a little after receiving the bag containing the iron cicada, even if it was only for a moment, it also gave him a chance to breathe!

"This Dharma Protector has been infant, once you develop your strength, how can you suppress it!"

Tian Wenyao snorted coldly and was about to pinch the trick to cast a spell, when he suddenly felt a chill hit his spine! His expression changed dramatically, and he immediately twisted his body, but he was still a step slower...

"Poof..."

A clear blue sword light penetrated Tian Wenyao's left rib and brought up a puddle of blood!

It was the Lijin Sword that he had dodged before!

"Treacherous villain... Treacherous villain!!"

In Tian Wenyao's opinion, the other party had just deliberately made a gesture that was attracted by the Iron Spirit Cicada and slowed down the persecution slightly, causing him to relax and prepare to counterattack, but in fact, he secretly controlled the flying sword that had been shot away from a distance to sneak attack from behind! This person's treachery made him feel both angry and powerless, so he had to be suppressed again.

In fact, Tian Wenyao misunderstood Yi Qian, no matter how large the amount of ordinary belongings was, it could only make Yi Qian's mind move slightly, but in the end, he was still a young man under twenty years old, and there was no city of those old monsters who had lived for tens of millions of years, and six strange and powerful demon beasts were enough to make him pause for a short time!

As for using the Lijin Sword to sneak attack Tian Wenyao in time, it was just that Yi Qian's other half of his divine consciousness was manipulating, and the left and right divine senses did not interfere with each other, and he was already familiar with doing two things at the same time.

Seeing that Yi Qian accelerated after receiving the white bag again, Tian Wenyao endured the sharp pain in his ribs and retreated with all his might, but his body was penetrated, and the Taiyin evil qi on the Lijin Sword remained, constantly paralyzing his blood, so that Zhenli could not seal the wound, and the wound that pierced like this was constantly bubbling blood, which was very drastic to his vitality, and the speed of retreat became slower and slower!

Seeing that he was about to be imprinted on his eyebrows by the red and black prohibition, Tian Wenyao was already desperate, and sighed softly from far and near!

"Two, for Hua's sake, is it good to have a temporary truce?"

Hearing this, Yi Qian and Tian Wenyao, who were chasing and fleeing, changed their eyes together! The difference is that the former is condensed, and the latter is overjoyed!

This scene is very similar to the moment when Yi Qian chased and killed Tian Xu before, and when Tian Wenyao came to help, the difference is that this time he did not insist on stepping forward to chase and kill, but rushed forward and stagnated, and his forbidden left palm stopped three inches in front of Tian Wenyao's forehead!

Slowly turning his head to look, he saw a man in white who looked like a scribe stepping into the air, Yi Qian said lightly: "Who is Your Excellency?"

"Ordinary disciple of the White Pagoda Sect, Hua Jing. ”

Huajing smiled and bowed with his fists.

"What's going on?"

Yi Qian's eyebrows were slightly raised, and the words on his mouth were still calm, but his mind was already tightened, although this person was also in the infancy stage, his danger was far greater than that of Tian Wenyao, Shen Tuhai and the like!

"It's not a big deal, I just want to ask this Taoist friend to read that the son who made a mistake in Lao Tian is dead, so don't pursue it any further. ”

Saying that, Hua Jing bowed again, and it seemed that he really had a bit of the humility and sour feeling of an ordinary scribe, if he wasn't standing in the sky at the moment...

"Heh~"

Yi Qian sneered when he heard this, glanced at Tian Wenyao, who was under his palm and pale and did not dare to move, and said quietly: "This team of fathers and sons want to take away my disciple when they open their mouths and close their mouths, and now you want Yi to stop with your words, isn't it a bit of a child's play?"

Hearing this, Hua Jing groaned a little, reached out and took out a brocade box from his sleeve and handed it to Yi Gan, he did not yell and read out what was given like Tian Wenyao, but moved his lips slightly and transmitted the sound.

Yi Qian quietly accepted the brocade box, and at the same time dispersed the red and black prohibition on his left palm, and hugged his fist towards Huajing.

"Since Hua Daoyou is so polite, Yi will no longer press step by step, and leave here!"

After that, Yi Qian didn't even look at Tian Wenyao, who seemed to be about to collapse, he directly raised his hand to withdraw the Lijin sword, leaned over and fell, and fled away with Xiao Wu and Dongfang Yue with excited expressions.

It wasn't until his retreat disappeared into the sky that Tian Wenyao completely relieved his heart, and after glancing at Hua Jing gratefully, he endured severe pain and slapped the wound in his ribs with a palm, forcing out the wisp of Taiyin Qi that was dormant.

"Whew... This man is not very old, but his treacherous and sinister heart is rare!"

The injury and the mental wear and tear of the nine deaths made Tian Wenyao's body stagger, looking at the direction where Yi Qian left, he had palpitations...

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End of Chapter 350