Chapter 282: No refusal

"A few fellow Daoists, how many distinguished guests want to trade with you, I wonder if you can deign to move?"

The mid-Yuan Infant monks of the Murong family said with a smile, but at the same time, the six or seven mid-Yuan Infant monks behind him exuded a trace of intimidating coercion.

What's even more terrifying is that the mana of these monks seems to be exactly the same, and they are completely condensed together, and some kind of transformation has occurred, and this aura is even stronger than that of ordinary late Yuan Infant Great Monks.

It's like a thin thread that can be easily broken, but when many strands are joined together, it becomes extremely tough!

These seven monks of Taixuanzong were like this, the mana in their bodies condensed into a single force, and although the aura was limited to the range of Wang Chen's few people, it made Zhou Yan and Xia Yan's faces red, and even the head of the Zhang family was left in a slight cold sweat.

It's just that the old ghost still doesn't care about playing Hache in the back, as if he hasn't woken up yet.

Wang Chen frowned, and the sword light poured out wantonly, cutting off this momentum in an instant, and immediately after, the sword light was unforgiving and instantly expanded, and the wanton sword qi poured out in all directions.

Thundered!

Cracking sound!

Many Yuan Infant Stage monks fled in the sword qi, and the entire attic was scattered in all directions, and even the magic circle that stabilized the attic was completely destroyed in this sword qi.

However, this sword qi is obviously not a murderous intent, otherwise it wouldn't just be ruining the attic!

As soon as the mid-Yuan Infant Monk stabilized, he saw the tragic situation of the entire attic, his face was instantly blue and purple, his pupils were round, and a killing intent couldn't help but escape.

"Your Excellency, is this going against my Murong family?"

Wang Chen smiled and shook his head.

"Murong family, I don't know what Lu Dao is, but if you do it to me in front of me, you should be taught a lesson, I am in a good mood today, you get out!"

When the mid-Yuan Infant monk heard this, the killing intent on his face was even stronger, but before he could speak, a loud voice came from a distance.

"Your Excellency is so arrogant, I don't know why I asked you to trade with Taixuanzong, and why you are doing it here!"

At the same time as he spoke, the four figures had already been abolished, and the leader was suddenly white-eyed and black-haired, dressed in a Taoist uniform, and had a fairy wind and bones, but his face was indifferent.

This person's breath was obscure and abnormal, and even Wang Chen even sensed it slightly, feeling a sense of crisis.

There were three people behind him, one of whom Wang Chen had seen, it was at the Danshi Conference that it was the late Yuanying monk of Taixuanzong who recruited a Danshi who was ranked seventh in the Danshi Conference. The other two looked very young, but their arrogance had already revealed their extraordinary status.

After Wang Chen sensed it, he faintly gasped in his heart.

"These two people turned out to be first-class Jindan, Taixuanzong has such a profound heritage!"

It's just that although he felt the strength of the other party, there was no trace of jealousy in his heart, but a trace of excitement and fighting intent evaporated from his heart.

Suddenly, there was a realization in my heart, my sword intent had reached the top, and it was only a little bit away from condensation, but unfortunately I couldn't break through, I'm afraid it was because there were too few killings!

Swordsman, killer also!

If you don't get blood, how can the sword intent be mastered, how can it be completely condensed into a sword, nothing can be chopped, and ten thousand laws will not be broken!

"Trade, since you want to trade, why do you want to go to you, if you have something, take it out!"

Wang Chen chuckled, standing there motionless, and Zhou Yan and a few people behind him also followed. A cold light flashed in the eyes of the white-eyed and black-haired middle-aged monk, and he didn't care about Wang Chen's words, but instead stopped the two Jindan monks behind him from provoking forward. Then the middle-aged monk happily took out a storage bag and threw it in front of Zhou Yan.

"Zhou Daoyou, this is the spirit grass that my Taixuanzong collected, I wonder if Daoyou Lu is satisfied?"

The white-eyed and black-haired monk did not speak to Wang Chen, but transmitted a voice to Zhou Yan's divine sense, Zhou Yan opened the storage bag, and the spiritual grass in it instantly shocked Zhou Yan!

More than 100 spirit grasses are between 1,000 and 2,000 years old, which is just right for Zhou Yan to refine the elixir of the Jindan period, and the effect is still strengthened, and even many of them are very rare or even extinct!

"I wonder what you want to trade with me?"

Zhou Yan closed the storage bag, his heart was hot, and he asked, but the next moment, Zhou Yan's expression was gloomy and cold, and the chill deepened.

"Just need Zhou Daoyou to worship my Taixuanzong!"

"Seniors, don't think about it, in this life, you will be favored by the master, and you will never betray the master!"

Zhou Yan didn't say it this time, but transmitted the voice of his divine sense, because he felt that this kind of words similar to his loyalty were not suitable to say to his master, but he didn't know that the words exchanged between the two divine senses had been quietly heard by Wang Chen!

Others really can't, but Wang Chen's divine consciousness is already psychic, as if he has a divine sense, and no one nearby knows except the old ghost.

Zhou Yan's answer did not make the white-eyed and black-haired monk angry, but the middle-aged monk's eyes were full of appreciation. However, then the middle-aged monk threw over two storage bags.

Zhou Yan opened the first storage bag, and his expression was even more stunned. In the storage bag are nearly a hundred spiritual grasses of three or four thousand years, all of which are treasures, if you refine the pill, I am afraid it will be enough for your cultivation in the infancy stage, after all, the pills used in cultivation cannot be too much, so as not to affect the foundation!

In the next storage bag, Zhou Yan didn't open it, but threw the three storage bags back, and didn't say anything, but the look had clearly expressed what he meant!

The items in the two storage bags were already the longing in Zhou Yan's heart, and if the third storage bag was opened, it would be a temptation that all Dan masters could not refuse!

Since you can't refuse, you will definitely refuse in your heart, so it's better not to look at it than to be so uncomfortable!

At this time, the middle-aged monk with white eyebrows and black hair glanced at Zhou Yan, put away the three storage bags, and then turned his eyes to Wang Chen.

At this time, Wang Chen's face was already completely sneering and disdainful, and the faint killing intent in his heart also poured out.

"To kidnap my apprentice like this in front of me, I really don't know whether to live or die!"

When he thought like this in his heart, the white-eyed and black-haired monk did speak: "Fellow Daoist, I don't know where you were a year ago?" With this sentence, the momentum on the middle-aged monk's body exuded, like an abyss and a sea, unfathomable.

It's just that Wang Chen is still the same, and the sword intent on his body is also faintly revealed.

"Where and what does it matter to you, and who are you to ask?"

The middle-aged monk frowned slightly, and a red knife-like magic weapon was also Fei Fei, hanging in the air, and there was even a faint sound of knife roaring on this knife, but it was restrained!

"A year ago, you killed my core disciple of Taixuanzong, the crime is heinous, heinous, can you be convicted? However, if you cut off the friendship with Zhou Daoyou's master and apprentice, Zhou Daoyou will be a core disciple of Taixuanzong, and you can be pardoned for your punishment!"

Wang Chen stared at the knife-like magic weapon and sneered:

"If the soft ones don't work, the hard ones will come, Taixuanzong is just like that! Your bullshit core disciple, if you speak disrespectfully, you will kill if you kill it, what punishment is there, if you want to fight, what reason do you find?"

"You?"

The white-eyed and black-haired middle-aged monk looked stunned, no one had ever dared to speak to him like this for many years, and dared to humiliate Taixuanzong like this.

The faces of the Yuan Infant Monks around them changed greatly, and they ran around one after another, but most of them just watched from a distance in order to escape!