Dress up as a male match to cultivate immortals

Chapter 30

The two people who collected the medicine turned pale with fright, and hurriedly threw out all the magic weapons on their bodies. After hiding behind a heavy protection, they tremblingly looked at Ye Zhengliu who was blocked outside.The elderly one among them, at this moment, calmed down, seeing that Ye Zhengliu was only a cultivation base of Qi refining, and he didn't have any signs of the sect on his body, his eyes turned cold. "What a vicious little cultivator, you even took advantage of our unpreparedness to sneak attack on me, do you know who we are?"

After hearing this, Ye Zhengliu sneered, seeing that the midair was full of high-quality magic weapons, and under layers of shields, he was helpless.I felt a burst of mania in my heart.Seeing that the faces of the two people gradually became brighter, they turned their eyes, but shouted sharply, and brought the man who had just broken his arm to the two of them, "It doesn't matter what sect you are, today you escaped alone by treachery, the uncle is doing it for you!" The ancestor cleaned up the house!" After speaking, the long sword in his hand shook, but without any spiritual power, it pierced straight into the man's heart.

Seeing the faces of the two people hiding behind the magic weapon turned pale, Ye Zhengliu slowly twitched his long sword, but pointed at the top of the man's head just now, and pierced it again.The surrounding boxes suddenly screamed, and as the flesh and blood smashed by the person in his hand shattered, Ye Zhengliu's face gradually turned cold, "You have no guts! I lost everything in front of everyone in Yiqing Building today." The face of your ancestors!"

After speaking, his voice and expression were all stern, and everyone in the field was shocked.

"Stop talking nonsense!" The older one blushed in anger at the words, and couldn't help shouting angrily.While putting away the defensive magic weapon, he slapped a talisman on his back with a sinister smile.Ye Zhengliu's eyes were ruthless, but he rushed forward without dodging or evading. With a flick of the long sword in his hand, it was the spatial vibration stirred by countless sword flowers, and even the talisman was stirred into the distance.The old monk's eyes were startled, only to realize that the young man in front of him turned out to be a sword cultivator!

And from the very beginning, they didn't intend to leave any way for them to survive!

Seeing the cold and domineering sword intent shattering the magic weapon he hastily thrown into pieces, the cultivator felt a sense of despair welling up in his heart, and just shouted, "Senior, save me!!" Then he fell silent lying on the ground.

Ye Zhengliu cut off the man's left hand with another sword strike, and then smashed it into powder.Only then did he look coldly at the man in Chinese clothes who was already terrified and huddled aside.

If the guess is correct, this is the Lord Yuchi that the boy was talking about.

Swallowing the fishy sweetness in his mouth hard, Ye Zhengliu felt that the meridians in his body seemed to be broken.Except for his right arm, he could no longer feel any surge of spiritual power.However, thinking of how Hua Ling was almost unconscious when they used the insidious method to extract the spirit of water just now, he felt a suffocating breath stuck in his chest, and there was an urge not to kill him.

Slowly raising the White Deer Sword again, Ye Zhengliu looked at Master Yuchi opposite, full of strange death.However, at the same time as countless fire spirits gathered on the sword edge, a slow shout came from above the Yiqing Building, "Fellow Daoist, be merciful!"

When the people in the box heard the slow drink, they became commotion.The windows that originally concealed the crowd from watching the excitement were opened one after another, and pairs of eyes with admiration and admiration were all looking at a middle-aged man who was standing upstairs at the moment, looking down at the crowd.

Ye Zhengliu saw the surprise in Yuchi's eyes, obviously seeing the appearance of a savior.But he turned a deaf ear to the slow drink, and with a touch of the tip of his tongue, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, forcing the trembling long sword in his hand.With a sharp roar, another sword was sent out!

This turn of events shocked almost everyone.There was a flash of an extremely domineering bloody sword, and before the limp Master Yuchi could put away his surprised expression, he was chopped into pieces by the sharp blade with a bang.

"He really is a man with ulterior motives!" The middle-aged man was slapped in the face when he failed to stop drinking.Feeling a little embarrassed on the face.Thinking that this Yiqing building is his own territory, he immediately gritted his teeth at Ye Zhengliu, "My Yiqing building is a trading house, and you are here to kill fellow Taoists of Fengzemen. Extremely vicious, dare to ask what is your intention?"

Seeing that Ye Zhengliu's right hand holding the sword trembled slightly, the middle-aged man's eyes flashed, and he nodded to the two gray-clothed monks beside him.Among the people in the box, some hurriedly withdrew their heads.All of a sudden, in the huge Yiqing Building, a needle can be heard quietly.

Ye Zhengliu saw that the two gray-clothed monks were both at the late stage of Foundation Establishment, and he knew that the other party was already exhausted, and he was afraid that he was about to strike ruthlessly.Glancing at where Liu Qing and Hua Ling were, seeing that the two of them had just received his summons and had already left, they breathed a sigh of relief.Pointing at the long sword in his hand, he sternly questioned the middle-aged man, "Just now, these three people secretly set up a talisman array to suck away my friend's water spirit. If I found out one step later, my friend might die on the spot. Don’t say today is in your Yiqing building, even in front of Fengzemen’s sect, I want to kill these three people!”

Seeing that the middle-aged man's face became more and more embarrassing, Ye Zhengliu looked around and sneered, "However, after Yiqing Building charged me such a high fee, it still allowed such a vicious person to set up an array in the field. It also makes me open my eyes!"

This sound went on, but it was so stern that everyone in the field was startled.As soon as the words were finished, I saw that in the various boxes, everyone who had been watching the bustle changed their expressions and inspected the whole body. Although most of them were relieved when they saw that they were all right, they also looked at the middle-aged man with some apprehension.There are even more individual ones, who exclaim everywhere that their cultivation base has regressed, but at the same time they are also secretly calculating how to find some compensation from Yiqinglou.

The middle-aged man's face was extremely ugly, and he stared at Ye Zhengliu angrily, and when he saw people leaving one after another in the field, he sneered, "Fellow Daoist, do you think that there are water spirit monks these days? "

Seeing someone below nodding in agreement, Ye Zhengliu looked dazed again. Although the middle-aged man was extremely resentful, he still resisted the urge to kill that man, and said word by word, "Don't talk about Jincheng, just Looking at the Chengyuan Continent, there are no more than five Shui Ling monks. Two of them are the ancestors of Xuancheng, who have been in seclusion for many years and have not come out. The remaining three, although they are in my Jincheng, Gu is not talented, but he can recognize them."

I looked at Ye Zhengliu back and forth several times, and saw that there was no sign of the sect around him, so the middle-aged monk smiled sarcastically, "But I'm afraid that none of them will recognize one of them." Beggar." After saying that, with a fierce gesture of Huihui's hand, the two gray-clothed monks sacrificed their magic weapons, and surrounded Ye Zhengliu one after the other.

Beggar is a derogatory term for Sanxiu.Ye Zhengliu was yelled at countless times in his last life, but everyone who said that about him died at his hands.However, at this time, when he heard this title again, he didn't feel angry, and even felt a little lucky.

Being regarded as a casual cultivator, at least, he will not make enemies for the sect.Feng Zezong didn't say anything first, he didn't understand the situation.However, Yiqinglou can have such a large storefront in the underground business, which shows that there is a lot of power behind it.Thinking of Pingzhizong's current state of internal and external troubles, Ye Zhengliu felt a block in his heart.

What's more, now that his spiritual power is exhausted, and the strength of his whole body seems to be drained, Ye Zhengliu tried to move his right hand again, but found that except for his fingers, he couldn't even move his arms.Cursing secretly, Ye Zhengliu was ready to go all out.

At this moment, only hearing a gentle chuckle from behind, Ye Zhengliu didn't have time to turn around, he just felt that his body was empty, and he was hugged horizontally in a dizzy state.On his head, there is a resolute and handsome face, with facial features carved like a blade, tightly pursed lips, and a straight back.Beside the man was a charming young woman with a gentle smile. Seeing him at this moment, she blinked playfully.Then, he sighed at the middle-aged man upstairs.

"Hey! We listened to the distinguished guests of the Moon Gate, but we were bullied terribly by the fellow Taoists!" Seeing that the middle-aged man's face changed suddenly, he hurriedly lifted his robe and went downstairs to salute the visitor.But the young woman raised her hand gently, "I haven't seen the ancient junior sister of Chiyin Sect for a long time. Fellow Daoist Gu also misunderstood today. I think as long as I sincerely apologize, our honored guest will not forgive you if you want to forgive me." must."

The middle-aged man's face froze, and when he saw the people in the field looking at him inquisitively, he was about to bend down in his heart.

At this moment, Ye Zhengliu held his last breath and hurriedly held him back.Then, under the puzzled eyes of everyone, he uttered the last sentence before coma with difficulty, "I don't want an apology, I want money!"

All the friends who were impressed by Ye Zhengliu's bravery suddenly felt disillusioned.She glanced at Ye Zhengliu who had passed out with complicated eyes, and the young woman twitched the corners of her mouth secretly, but still said to the middle-aged man kindly, "Then lose money!" A storage ring, listening to the group of Yuemen, but also neatly, after a polite salute, Shi Shi ran out with Ye Zhengliu who had passed out.

As their figures disappeared, the middle-aged man let out a stern bah, "It's just that I got on the way of my wife, so I'm so arrogant!" However, thinking of his sister's entrustment and the news from the Red Yin Sect, he But he had to endure it.Thinking of the young man who just picked up Ye Zhengliu in his heart, he just felt that Jincheng today has reached the point where foundation building is not as good as a dog, and sword repair is walking all over the place?

But Jianxiu, who was missed by him, was looking at Ye Zhengliu who had been placed, and looked at the young woman in purple with some puzzlement, "Who is this person? He can let the owner of the village notify us to save him."?

The young woman turned around, looked at him with rolling eyes, and smiled slightly, "Actually, that's not what you want to ask, is it?"

Seeing that the person in front of her turned her head away unnaturally, the corners of the young woman's mouth twitched, "I want to know too. Who is he protecting by being so reckless?"