The three people in this group looked murderous, as if they were just pursuing their prey, but looking at their expressions, they probably won't get much.

These people also entered this restaurant. After hearing the sound, they were arranged by the waiter next door.

This is interesting, which shows that they are very destined to each other.

Tang Letian changed to the waiter and ordered two or three more dishes and another jar of wine. The waiter carefully packed up the empty dishes and bowls on the table, and then went down to arrange the arrangement.

The cultivator has a large appetite, and the waiter knows this very well. He has never seen it before after eating for so long.

Tang Letian closed his eyes and listened, but no sound came from the next door. It seemed that after entering the restaurant, the few people began to close their eyes and rest, not talking or acting, just sitting silently.

Logically speaking, the alchemists no longer need to eat, and they can also be full when eating wind and dew. If they are not greedy, there is no need to go to a hotel. Of course, there is another situation, which is to make an appointment with others.

As Tang Letian expected, soon after, another alchemist came. This time, the leader of the alchemist was dressed in luxury. The three behind him should be the guards of this alchemist, but they were also of a realm, and they were quite old, but they were also dressed in gorgeous clothes as before.

It's completely different in dust.

However, they could see that they looked solemn and were in a hurry.

When the four people arrived next door, there was a ban to gather all the voices. In this way, Tang Letian would not be able to hear the voices of the conversation next door.

Tang Letian didn't care about this. He could sense the other party, and the other party could definitely sense its existence. If he wanted to say something private, he would definitely not be called a listener.

Tang Letian was not anxious, and was thinking about how to talk to the other party while eating and drinking.

Tang Letian was thinking about it in his heart, and a muffled sound suddenly came from the next door, a bang, and then a shout came.

"Lin Dodge, this is a city for mortals. Do you want to fight here?"

"Haha, what's wrong with fighting here? The rules of the past can be changed now. The twelve Immortal Sects have made head-hungry turtles. Kunlun Sect has long since not known which crack is mentioned. This world is no longer the world of the past."

The cultivators will no longer fight in the city of mortals. This is the requirement of most sects for their own sects and the consensus of the world of cultivating immortals. After all, mortals cannot withstand the tossing of the cultivators.

If two Dans fight next door, the restaurant will be demolished and smashed in a blink of an eye. This is nothing to the Dans, but for the owner of the restaurant, it may be ruined or even destroyed.

A cultivator has the mind of an immortal, and destroys other people's lives in every move. This is not something worthy of praise for an immortal.

Therefore, taking action in a mortal city is despised and shameless.

"Lin Daoqi, don't think that the Kunlun Sect is gone, you can do whatever you want with Zhisheng Sect."

"Haha, Kunlun Sect is not here. If our Zhisheng Sect cannot do whatever we want, will it be possible for you to make the three mountain sects occupy the mountains and become kings?"

Tang Letian's eyes twitched slightly, Zhishengmen? What a familiar name.

Tang Letian thought for a while and then thought about it, wasn’t Zhisheng Sect the sect that Tang Cihang once offended?

When Tang Cihang practiced a furnace of pills, he could eat many monks and vomit and diarrhea. In the end, Tang Cihang was imprisoned in the heavenly prison and was waiting to be executed at any time. In the end, Tang Letian rescued Tang Cihang.

At that time, Tang Cihang offended a elixir in the Zhisheng Sect, and that elixir seemed to be called Hong Tao.

This Zhisheng Sect is a bit too arrogant.

Tang Letian made a judgment in his heart, and at this moment she was already planning to stumble.

Lin Daoqi wanted to start a war here, but fortunately, the elixirs of the Sanshan Sect did not want to fight in the mortal city.

"Lin Daoqi, if you want to fight, my Sanshan Sect has never been afraid of anyone. Let's go out of the city and see a little bit. If you win, my Sanshan Sect will withdraw from this area. From now on, this city will belong to your Zhisheng Sect. If we win, you will get out of my Malier and don't appear in Anhui City again."

"Okay! One word is determined."

Then several lights and shadows flew out next door, and soon flew out of the city and threw themselves into a forest.

Tang Letian lost the money on the table and followed him out as soon as he moved.

When Tang Letian arrived in this forest, the troops from Zhishengmen and Sanshan Sect had already set up a battle, and they had to fight at any time. As for Tang Letian, a bystander who suddenly appeared, they immediately attracted the attention of the two factions of alchemists.

Then both sects saw the waist card on Tang Letian's body, Kunlun sect. These three words were as heavy as a mountain.

The Sanshan School’s Dans were dressed relatively simple, while the Zhishengmen’s Dans were dressed gorgeously. It was clear and it was easy to make a difference between the two.

Seeing Tang Letian's waist card, Lin Daoqi, led by Zhishengmen, couldn't help but change his expression.

Tang Letian laughed and said, "It's okay, Lin Daoqi, right? You just said that my Kunlun Sect was in the crack in the ground? It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid, I don't care about you, my Kunlun Sect won't care about you, I'm here just to see the excitement. You can continue, I can give you a testimony, whoever wins Wancheng will give you, and I will leave this sentence here on behalf of the Kunlun Sect."

The Danshi, led by the Sanshan Sect, was an old man, thin but strong in spirit. He said respectfully to Tang Letian: "Fellow Daoist of the Kunlun Sect, my Sanshan Sect never thought of occupying Wancheng. In this fairy world, who doesn't know that the cities around Kunlun Mountain belong to the Kunlun Sect? I just can't stand Lin Daoqi of Zhisheng Sect and their way of doing things, so I came out to fight with him."

Tang Letian waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I told you who won, Wancheng belongs to whoever you want, you can start."

The old man from the Sanshan Sect frowned and his expression became particularly unnatural.

Lin Doqi of Zhisheng Sect looked in his early 20s, dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a tiger's back and a beehive waist, and his face was quite beautiful. At this time, his eyes flashed, and after a while, he sneered: "Since there are fellow Taoists from Kunlun Sect who are testifying and willing to give up Wancheng, Tianyu will be blamed instead. My Zhisheng Sect is willing to fight for it."

Lin Doqi said, and suddenly attacked the old man from the Sanshan Sect.

I saw Lin Doqi's body as lightning, his steps intertwined, and he arrived in front of the old man in an instant. The old man was prepared and seemed to have a good understanding of Lin Doqi's cultivation methods. The two sides seemed to have had a lot of dealings.

He knew very well when Lin Dodge would take action and in what way, so although Lin Dodge was a sneak attack, it did not have the miracle effect of sneak attacks.

A ray of lightning came out of the old man's palm and slashed at Lin Doqi who was approaching.

Lin Doqi shattered the thunder power with his palm and his body was knocked out.

The two sides' moves were a match-up.
Chapter completed!